"You...you...what are you doing behind my back?!" Zhuo Fan was extremely angry, his face was twisted, his lips were shaking with anger, and he was afraid that he would faint when he rolled his eyes, but he rolled his eyes several times. Why haven't you fainted yet
Xiao Yu rubbed his eyes and temples, and finally came to his senses. The bloody thing like being caught in bed by a little lover was indeed beyond his expectations, but who was he? Surprise is surprising, panic has nothing to do with him, as for guilt... Is that something you can eat
Wen Muyan, who slept like a dead pig behind him, also woke up completely. He rubbed his sore waist and sat up, put his head on Xiao Yu's shoulder, opened his eyelids and looked at Zhuo Fan, who had a feces-colored face. , too lazy to pretend to be a gentle and affectionate male partner, he stretched out a little finger to dig his ear, and said lazily in a hoarse sexy male voice: "Your man has already been slept by me, what are you doing?"
Xiao Yu turned his head and retorted seriously: "I put you to sleep."
"It's the same." Wen Muyan yawned and murmured aggrievedly, "You've already taken advantage of me, why don't you let me take advantage of it?"
"You guys are going too far! You actually betrayed me!" Seeing that these two people didn't panic, they regarded him as a transparent person. Zhuo Fan's lungs were about to explode with anger, and he couldn't speak incoherently. .
But it's not right, the script is obviously not like this!
It should be that after he came back, he saw Xiao Yu who had been waiting for him all night, hugged him tightly with a face full of anger, and overbearingly threatened himself that he would not be allowed to interact with those friends again. Then XX and then all kinds of pleasing apologies, compensation for smiling faces, right!
How did the plot become like this? Aren't these two guys afraid of death...
Zhuo Fan clenched his fists and his face was gloomy. He had already racked his brains to arrange three scripts, but none of them went to the ending he expected. Before thinking about the follow-up, he was forced to start the show, and he could no longer bear the cheap version of Zhuo Fan who was only abused every time without fighting back, so the script Jun personally went into battle and turned into the Tsundere Queen version. Zhuo Fan, he wanted to personally guide the plot, but he couldn't control other people's thoughts, let alone their actions, so he could only watch this weird plot develop further and further. After setting the script, there is no violation of the script, and it is impossible for them to pass through again...
Nowadays, the script gentleman, who has been watching the development of the plot from the top, has a deep understanding of what it means to be a pain in the ass.
No, as the creator of the script, he can't tolerate the characters in the script not revolving around him, the protagonist! In his script world, the whole world should be centered on him!
But what to do now
Zhuo Fan's expression changed, and he kept talking to himself. Xiao Yu and Wen Muyan looked at him as if they were stupid, and finally they looked at each other. Wen Muyan said a little hesitantly, "I think something is quite wrong. , are you going to wear it again?"
Xiao Yu said in a low voice, "You can only take one step at a time..."
"Hmph, I won't let you do whatever you want!" Just as the two of them were babbling, Zhuo Fan suddenly came back to his senses, shouted loudly, and looked at them with extremely strange and crazy eyes.
As soon as Xiao Yu met his gaze, he felt that the alarm bell was blaring, but after all, it was too late. Like Wen Muyan, he fell unconscious as soon as his eyes darkened.
Zhuo Fan's face was desperate and mad, and he disappeared in place with a sneer.
When Xiao Yu woke up again, he found himself lying on the sofa in a dressing room, his head was dizzy, he was wearing a fitted white suit, and his mobile phone was not nearby. I glanced around the room and landed on the clock and calendar, October 12th.
He was stunned for a moment, remembering that the first day he had just traveled to the fourth world was August 2nd, how could it have been more than two months in a blink of an eye.
The memory in his mind told him that the identity of the fourth generation has not changed, but there is an extra memory, that is-today is his wedding to Zhuo Fan!
OK? Could it be that it jumped directly to the rhythm of the ending
Xiao Yun's face suddenly turned ugly. He got up from the sofa, only to feel dizzy and weak, but when he heard a "bang", the door of the locker room was opened from the outside, and the person who came was beaming. Zhuo Fan, who was also dressed in a white suit with a bunch of flowers in his hand, walked in and said, "Xiao Yu, the wedding is about to start, come out quickly, don't ask the guests to wait."
"Wedding?" Xiao Yu bit out these two words between his teeth, only to feel the pain in his head, and said gloomily: "Hurry up and cancel the wedding!"
Zhuo Fan looked at him in shock, anger and sadness: "What nonsense are you talking about? When you proposed to me last time, you clearly said that if I didn't marry you, you would not live!"
"If I marry you, I'll die!" Xiao Yu vomited blood in his heart, these are so many lines, he was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, got up and walked out of the locker room.
"You don't have to think about running, it's almost the end, and you will stay in this script forever, and where will other people go back and forth!" Suddenly, Zhuo Fan couldn't hide his pride from behind. Roar, Xiao Yu's footsteps froze in place in an instant.
He brushed his head back, his eyes fixed on Zhuo Fan: "You have a sick mind, you!"
Zhuo Fan blushed and said angrily, "How can you talk to me like that!"
He used all his strength to get the characters near the end, but not without a price, the price was forever losing the ability to let them pass through again, and never being able to set a new script again.
What, you ask him why? Ask Zhuo Fan to go.
Xiao Yu ignored him and left. Time was running out. He had to find Wen Muyan immediately. Who knew that as soon as he appeared in the hall, he was immediately held up by a group of "friends and relatives" who appeared out of nowhere. , brought him into the auditorium without any explanation, almost kidnapped him to the stage, and on the other side, Zhuo Fan appeared at the gate with a smile, and then walked slowly to the auditorium, giving him a smug look on his face. .
The priest who witnessed the marriage recited the wedding vows aloud, and then asked Zhuo Fan kindly, "Would you like to marry Mr. Xiao Yu and never be separated?"
"I'm willing." Zhuo Fan replied with a chuckle, and his fingers stroked his forehead, "You don't need to ask him again, he is willing."
"Uh-" I would like a ball!
Xiao Yu wanted to say this very much, but his mouth was covered, and the feeling of weakness in his body still did not subside.
"Oh that's fine." The priest cleared his throat and asked again, "Anyone else have any questions about their union? If not, then I'll announce—"
"and many more!"
With the loud noise of the door being kicked, a hurried shout interrupted the priest's next words.
Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Yu's hanging heart suddenly calmed down, he turned around with all his strength, and saw a slender figure running from the door quickly, with huge black sunglasses on his face, full of dust. , Sweaty, it was Wen Muyan.
The priest was a little surprised, but he still asked him patiently, "Sir, do you have any questions?"
"I have a problem!" Wen Muyan frowned and looked at Xiao Yu, who was being supported by a group of people, and then tried to rush up to save his man, but he hummed for a while and found that he was completely can't pull...
So Mr. Wen, a famous Thai star, was angry. He took off his sunglasses and threw them aside, revealing his handsome face, and smiled lightly: "Do you want my autograph? Let him go if you want."
"… "
Wen Muyan, your head was arched by a pig? Is this also called baiting
Xiao Yu, who was complaining in his heart, suddenly saw these people throw away himself like throwing garbage, and then rushed towards Wen Muyan...
At this time, apart from the word "fuck", there are no other words to express the calmness in his heart like Hurricane Katrina.
God unfolding really brought tears to my eyes.
"Mu Yan, I know you blame me for not going with you, but you can't make trouble at my wedding!" Zhuo Fan, who had been forgotten for a long time, stood up angrily, and he still did not forget to emphasize the three of them. The "correct" love triangle.
Wen Muyan dismissed the extra actors, A, B, C, and Chao Zhuofan with a slight smile: "I heard that you are holding a wedding here. Can't I come to watch the ceremony as a 'friend'?"
Zhuo Fan's face became a little better: "Of course, but since you are here to watch the ceremony, you must have a wedding gift, right? If not, I would suspect that you are here to make trouble."
"Wedding gift? Of course there is!" Wen Muyan's eyes turned to Xiao Yu's face, and her dark eyes rolled overcastly, and said, "I'm going in a hurry and have nothing to prepare, so let me give it to you. Sing a song, my live concert is not for everyone to hear."
Intuition told Xiao Yu that there was going to be a good show to watch, he sat obediently to the side with a smile on his lips, regretting that it would be better if there was popcorn with soda and melon seeds.
Although Zhuo Fan was not happy, he had to agree after the words were spoken.
Wen Muyan resolutely went up and pushed the priest aside. A group of his fans, extras A, B, C, and the priest, who had just turned into fans, also sat down in a row at the bottom of the stage, ready to listen to the live version of the great god at close range.
His eyes wandered around the stage, Wen Muyan cleared his throat, picked up the microphone, smiled, and began to sing his most "sincere blessing" to the couple: "Where is spring, spring is here Where, in the verdant mountains and forests in spring~ there are red flowers, there are green grass, and there are little orioles that can sing~
Li Li, Lioli ~ Lioli, Li Li, Li Li, Li Li Li ... "
"… "
This happy song is not over yet, everyone is petrified.
"Papapa" Only Xiao Yu smiled calmly, and then clapped at him violently.
"You, you! How dare you play with me!" Zhuo Fan's face turned blue and white, he didn't know how he became like this, obviously the script was not like this! not like this!
He stood up abruptly, hit the pendulum like a sifter of anger, smoked from his seven apertures, and smoked all over his body.
Braving like this, he was so angry that he turned into a puff of smoke and went straight to the sky.
"I'll be back!!!--" The unwilling script-kun, like all the bosses in the cartoons where justice defeats evil, said this sentence, and then disappeared into the sky as a star.
Xiao Yu looked up at the sky, Wen Muyan looked up at the sky, everyone looked up at the sky, and then they all waved to the sky, expressing their debt.
Once upon a time, there was a man named Society, and one day, he was revenge.
There used to be something called the ending, and one day, it unfolded.
There used to be a man named Xiao Yu. One day, he and Wen Muyan lived happily together.
At the end of the whole play, see you in the next script debt!
The author has something to say: this article starts in a weird way and ends in a weird way!