A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Xi's mind, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to the situation of the mourning hall. Instead, he quickened his pace and chased Shu Shan to the parking lot.
Behind him, the astonishment and confusion couldn't describe the expressions of the people present. In other words, none of the people present thought that this person would actually come to Qi Wenyuan's funeral.
Pan Lun widened his eyes and looked at the assistant who was receiving the guests, only to see that the other party shook his head in surprise, with a look of ignorance. Pan Lun was puzzled... He remembered that he hadn't sent the invitation to the other party, so how could the other party come suddenly.
Just as he was thinking, Uno had already entered the hall.
Wearing a dark black Iger mid-length windbreaker mixed with the cool autumn wind outside the house, he raised his slender and straight legs and stepped into the house with one foot. Originally, he was dressed in the wind and dust, but was covered by the fierce aura all over his body, making people only feel the elegance and dignity that came straight to him.
The steps under his feet did not stop at all, and his dark and deep eyes quickly scanned everyone in the hall. His gaze stayed on Ji Chengshu's body for a second, then he nodded to him and continued walking forward.
He walked to Pan Lun's side in a few steps, nodded calmly to Pan Lun who was still in a daze, and then walked to the one-meter-high coffin without waiting for Pan Lun's reaction, and then stopped.
He held a large bouquet of bright white roses in his arms, and the fragrant and refreshing fragrance diffused in the air.
Uno quietly stared at the frozen smile on the black and white photo with lowered eyelids, and didn't speak for a long time. And the surrounding area was even more silent. Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed, watching Uno's movements.
There was no expression on that handsome and elegant face, it just looked at the person in the photo calmly, as if they were really communicating. After an unknown period of time, Uno suddenly moved.
He picked up a large bouquet of white roses in his arms, 17 in total, and gently placed them on the dark black coffin. The dark coffin and the white and charming white rose complement each other, the black is deep and the white is dazzling.
Uno tightened his fingers, and quickly touched the wounds on his fingers and palms that had been pierced by the rose's thorns. He frowned slightly, and his thin lips pursed slightly. In a place where no one could see, he secretly clenched his fingers tightly, and the small spikes were further inserted into the flesh of his palm. But he didn't seem to respond at all, he just took a deep look at the black and white photo again, his lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.
Then, he suddenly turned around unexpectedly and walked out of the hall quickly.
In less than three minutes, before everyone at the scene reacted, Uno appeared abruptly and left abruptly, as if he had never been here before.
Ji Chengshu stood there in bewilderment, puzzled: Isn't Uno filming in New Zealand? When will he come back
The reporters at the scene were even more embarrassed. After finally seeing Uno, he just let him run away, let him run away!
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Lin Xi chased him all the way to the parking lot before catching up with He Shu Shan. Although he had wiped his eye sockets again, seeing the bloodshot eyes made Lin Xi feel another pain in his heart.
He and Shu Shan grinned reluctantly, his voice choked up: "Lin Xi, what's the matter?"
Lin Xi's throat was astringent, but he didn't know where to start when he was full of words.
But He Shushan seemed to understand what he meant, smiled lightly, and said, "If it's about Wenyuan, don't worry, I believe Wenyuan is definitely not that kind of person." He paused, and his tone was firm: " Wen Yuan will never want to kill someone, I will definitely find out and give him a clean slate."
Lin Xi's heart seemed to be firmly pinched by a big hand. He looked at He Shushan's hard-faced and strong appearance, and wanted to tell him the truth, but he couldn't bear to drag him into the inexplicable relationship between himself and Pan Lun. from the quagmire.
This kind of thing... as long as he bears it by himself is enough. Pan Lun, that scumbag, should be destroyed by himself.
"Lin Xi?"
There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, Lin Xi smiled with difficulty, and finally said: "I want to tell you. Shu Shan, I also believe that Brother Qi is wronged. But I also think that Brother Qi must not want to see This is what you look like now."
He Shu Shan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then understood the meaning of Lin Xi's words, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Lin Xi."
Looking at his friend's pale and feeble smile, Lin Xi felt oppressed and uncomfortable, but he couldn't say it out.
White Rose. Pure love.
This is his favorite flower, and it is also his deep love and expectation for Pan Lun.
The moment his friend appeared in the mourning hall holding the bouquet of white roses, he almost had the desire to reveal the truth to the world. But when he saw Pan Lun with a fierce look on his face, he swallowed the impulse back.
How could he give up so easily before seeing Pan Lun go to perish.
... Shu Shan, I'm sorry.
When I step onto the top throne again and trample Pan Lun on the soles of my feet, I will definitely tell you the truth without reservation.
But before that... Please forgive me, I can't bear to drag you into this bottomless pit.
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On the night of the third day after Qi Wenyuan's death, major entertainment media reported a grand and unprecedented funeral. There are all kinds of photos, including solemn scene scenes, as well as celebrities and big-name stars from all walks of life.
Li Feng, a reporter from Qiandu.com, was the first to enter the venue at the beginning of the funeral and grabbed a good seat—the first row of the media seats closest to the coffin. Here, you can take pictures of the expression of each flower presenter from the clearest angle, and you can also see the overall situation.
When he saw Zhu Qing, he had excitedly thought of a series of news headlines. Later, he saw that Lin Tianxian, who had recently become popular, was actually following behind Ji Chengshu. The sequence is all thought out.
Not long after, he saw Shu Shan's weakness to the point of fainting again, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit dissatisfied with the newly released high-definition large-format camera in the company, and he should have brought a video camera.
When he saw Uno who was following him, he felt so regretful that his intestines turned green...
Who said that today only a camera is enough! Who said that Qi Wenyuan's death was controversial, and most people would be wise to protect themselves and not attend the funeral!
A mouthful of salt soda sprays you to death!
Having said that, when the editor-in-chief pushed his painstakingly compiled and arranged atlas reports to the front page news position, he still thought happily: Fortunately, everyone refused to report this doomed "bad news" yesterday. Now he feels that promotion and salary increase, as CEO, and marrying Bai Fumei are not a dream anymore...
The atlas news on the front page of Qiandu.com was indeed as Li Feng expected. Once it was released this evening, it attracted the attention of different people from all over the world.
In the fellow group "Your Beauty Comes", there was a roar of wolves.
Xiao Qiqi: Hey, the king of heaven has gone too! Hey, my house is very close to that guild hall, I should have taken a telescope to peek!
Egg Yolk Crisp with Lotus Seed Paste: Hmph, my angel has gone too. Tianxian is also so beautiful in black, have you seen that the way Tianxian is crying is really beautiful and crooked!
Tong Huashun: Why is Tianxian so beautiful! You are so beautiful~you are so beautiful~you are so beautiful~~lick~!
Chang Xuan Bi: Well, that’s it for King Qi to go... I’m still waiting for the second part of his "Yin Ge Jue"...
The words of singing Xuanbi were quickly buried in the sound of licking the screen.
When all the media unanimously judged that Qi Wenyuan's attempted murder was unanimous, many fans turned fans to passers-by and black fans. The number of originally huge fan groups dwindled, leaving only a few fans with great enthusiasm for the work still sticking to it.
It's really like people walk away to cool the tea, and the trees fall and the monkeys scatter. But we can't blame the fans. From the perspective of law and justice, they really have no way to go against the voice of the public, so they can only bear it silently...
Han Xiaonan has watched Lin Xi's movie and TV series over and over more than a dozen times, only choosing the scene where the fairy is in, from the hair to the toes, and resolutely not to miss every detail.
However, the resources of Tianxian are really pitiful, there are no advertisements, no posters, want to see photos? Sorry, still no.
Han Xiaonan has already enlarged the previous snapshot taken by Fox.com into a full-length poster, and pasted it on the bedside wall, ceiling, and cabinet. Every day, he falls asleep with the gentle and beautiful smile of the fairy, and he is a little excited when he thinks about it.
Hmph, that bad movie actually let my angel play a dead prince! Shady! Absolutely shady! What a broken TV series, my Tianxian didn't have a single line from the beginning to the end! Unspoken rules! Absolute unspoken rules!
...Girl, it is indeed a shady scene, it is indeed an unspoken rule... But, it is your angel who is walking through the back door.
Han Xiaonan opened Qiandu.com's atlas with a face full of resentment and forced to push the news, and suddenly screamed, so frightened that the big spoon in Han's mother's hand almost fell to the ground. And Han Xiaonan in the room hurriedly shared the newly discovered resources on Weibo, immediately setting off a frenzy of likes and reposts.
In just two days, a fan support group called "Tianxianpei" unknowingly began to rise from Weibo, like locusts entering... oh no, like a flood, sweeping all the hot search lists. And the resources they disseminate are only—
A certain movie clip of less than ten seconds, and after summarizing all sources, there is still not a one-minute TV clip, a photo.
And now, it's another tearful photo, like a gust of wind passing through the country, wandering through countless people's hard drive favorites with an unstoppable momentum, and by the way once again captured the homepage of the popular Weibo.
No. 1
Not today.
A few other photos and a news report abruptly snatched the top four spots from this group of crazy "fairy couples".
On Weibo, which ranked first, there were three photos.
The man as handsome as a sculpture silently looked down at the front, deep and dark eyes contained deep emotions, but they were too complicated for people to understand. Holding a large bouquet of fresh white roses in his hand, he just watched quietly.
Everyone who saw these three pictures was terrified, as if they could see the sadness on the expressionless face of the silent man through the cold display.
Countless god groups have long been accustomed to the days when the male god has no resources, and they said that it is also excellent to eat the old resources of the male god every day. But who can tell them, why the male god finally has a resource is still so distressing!
Obviously the male god still has a cold face as usual, but they always feel that the male god is about to cry!
Who took the photo, it took my male god... it broke my heart!
Oh, male god... you tortured big goblin!
As an ace manager, Ji Chengshu naturally frequently browsed various portal websites, surfing Weibo and so on. In addition to a big V account, he also has many small accounts. Of course, it is impossible for him to pay attention to the hot news rankings every day. At most, he can read the hot news accumulated in a few days at once.
Today when he returned home, lying on the big soft bed, he just took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, when he was suddenly so frightened by a bunch of notification sounds that he almost dropped his mobile phone.
He hurriedly clicked on the message to check, and it turned out that it was Uno's fault.
As the top god of CX entertainment, Uno has always been one of the top ones in the entire Chinese entertainment circle. His fans "Tian Shen Tuan" have always been adhering to the attitude of learning from the male gods, reticent and diving in life.
However, when the photos of Uno at the funeral were released by the media today, the Celestial Group couldn't sit still anymore.
Crazy likes and comments, and by the way, forward Aite to those who have a relationship with the male god. As long as one out of ten people who read this Weibo retweeted it, and one out of ten people who reposted it had Aite Ji Chengshu, he would be able to face over 10,000 Aite volumes!
Hurriedly clicking on Settings to ignore all the news, Ji Chengshu was finally able to quietly open a popular Weibo to see what happened.
The culprit was easily found, Ji Chengshu sighed while watching, the photo taken by the reporter from Qiandu.com was really good. At the funeral scene, I couldn't see Uno's expression from where I was standing, but this photo perfectly captures the overall situation from the front and side angle.
The sunlight reflected from behind is the best lighting artist. It made Uno's already handsome and mixed-race face a little deeper. Although it is always a cold face, it is also a little softer under the sunlight. point.
With sharp eyes, Ji Chengshu saw the heart-piercing roar of the gods on Weibo, and carefully looked at the three photos several times in doubt. In the end, he sighed helplessly and muttered to himself: "Are you going to cry... Why do I feel like I still have a face that has remained unchanged for a hundred years?"
Regarding the sensibility of men and women, there is absolutely an insurmountable Mariana Trench!
Ji Chengshu continued to scroll down, his eyes widened when he saw a familiar face appearing. He unbelievably read the number of retweets and comments on that Weibo several times, and he couldn't close his mouth in surprise.
He immediately dialed the number, and waited anxiously for more than ten seconds before the other party answered slowly and said "Hello" in a slow manner.
Ji Chengshu blurted out: "Lin Xi, have you read the latest Weibo!"
Lin Xi was wiping his hair with a cotton towel after taking a shower. He frowned with a headache when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly raised an octave. He took the phone away by a centimeter and said, "Huh? I didn't look at it. What happened?"
"You're on fire!!"
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With green and fair fingers, he opened the Weibo page, and clicked on the popular Weibo according to what Ji Chengshu said earlier. As soon as he opened the page, he saw the three photos high on the top, and he opened his fingers involuntarily.
The moment the picture was opened, Lin Xi nodded knowingly when he saw the man's face, thinking that only this man could do this kind of horrific data. When his eyes glanced at the white roses held by the man, he frowned, wondering in his heart—when did it become popular to offer white roses at funerals.
However, this thought was quickly forgotten by him, and he slid the scroll wheel with his fingers to scroll down the page, and suddenly saw a Weibo post that "scared" Ji Chengshu was pregnant.
He clicked in and took a look, and the screen was full of "Heavenly Immortal!! Please hug your thighs!! Lick the screen!!" almost frightened him...
Wait a minute!
Isn't the nickname "Heavenly Immortal" an ironic nickname given to Lin Xi by a certain magazine? Why is the person on Weibo... calling it so... energetically