On Friday afternoon, both Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong took sick leave to go home. Tomorrow is Jitong and Fang Qing's wedding, Jitong asked them to go to Boyue Longhu rehearsal. Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong are no longer flower girls, nor have they assumed other important roles at the wedding. There is no such thing as "invite the children of both parties to speak on stage", but Lu Rong's words are still deeply imprinted in Ji Tong mind—get the kids involved!
The wedding scene is so complicated, there is always work for the two of them to do.
Ji Tong is a Virgo, and his rising sign is Scorpio, so Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong obediently made excuses, and took a taxi to Boyue Longhu Hotel after lunch. Lao Song is going to drive a wedding car, he is too busy, they can only rely on themselves.
As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Ji Wenfeng said coldly to Lu Rong: "Don't stay with me at the wedding, I don't want others to know about our relationship."
Lu Rong said indifferently "hehe" twice: Is it this kind of drama of "you are just my little slave and not worthy of a name", I understand.
He took advantage of the situation to put on a look of loneliness and pride, and said with facial expressions: Me too.
Ji Wenfeng walked away from Lu Rong for a few steps, then turned back, frowned and asked, "If I remember correctly, you didn't say hello to me just now."
Lu Rong: "..."
Lu Rong: "Hello, brother."
Ji Wenfeng: "If you can't form the habit as soon as possible, I won't support you."
Lu Rong: "..."
Does this man still remember that just a second ago, he told himself to go away, so that no one would know that they were a family? Ji Wenfeng is really the most contradictory creature in the world.
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Boyue Longhu covers an area of more than ten hectares, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and simple and avant-garde design. Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong entered the door and went straight to the main venue effortlessly. Although the official wedding will only be held tomorrow, the mobile online is already filled with the wedding photos of Ji Tong and Fang Qing. Under the photo was written "Please go forward" in Chinese, Japanese and English. They used their wedding photos as a road sign and forced everyone to eat dog food.
Not only road signs, but also other wedding elements have been arranged properly. There are pink and white ribbons wrapped around the path in the garden, Nordic-style flower bouquets are tied on the street lamps, white chairs have been placed on the passing lawn, and the pastor is standing in the gazebo holding a microphone to rehearse tomorrow’s lawn wedding. There is a medium-sized wedding ceremony behind him The band is playing the wedding march. Singers are vocalizing, hotel staff are feeding pigeons - there's even a cage of peace doves behind the band!
Lu Rong asked, "Does Uncle Ji believe in Christianity?"
Ji Wenfeng: "He is a programmer. He believes in Asimov's three laws."
Lu Rong: "My mother believes in Buddhism."
Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng: "..."
So what's up with this pastor? ! Does Ji Tong want to experiment with all wedding forms? !
The two rushed to the main venue of the wedding. As expected, it was Chinese-style, not only Chinese-style, but also ancient-style. Both Ji Tong and Fang Qing wore Hanfu and wigs.
Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong looked at the hotel lobby, which was decorated like Hengdian Film and Television City, and sat down speechlessly. At this moment, something happened on stage.
Ji Tong has been yelling, he pursues perfection, and this is his long-awaited wedding, which turns him from a gentle Confucian businessman into a tyrant. He was overwhelmed with desire to control, constantly subverting the ceremony process, dissatisfied with everything, and finally quarreled with the master of ceremonies. He and the master of ceremonies had a quarrel, Fang Qing watched for a long while, and finally threw the hydrangea away in anger, and strode away in Hanfu.
Ji Tong: "My lady!" and ran after her.
The groom and the bride ran past them one after another. Ji Wenfeng took a sip slowly with his wine glass: "Is this marriage over?"
Lu Rong: "..."
The master of ceremonies, the wedding staff and the hotel staff gathered in a circle on the stage and quarreled for a while. The master of ceremonies walked towards Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng: "Are you the sons of the bride and groom? Mr. Ji said you can help."
Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong: "..."
Master of ceremonies: "That's right, the bride and groom have run away, but we still need someone to rehearse, so that we can grasp the precise pinch point, measure the camera position and so on. Can you play the role of the bride and groom? Mr. Ji is too tall, except Master Ji No one can pretend."
Lu Rong hurriedly said: "My mother is..." You can find other women to act.
Before he could say it, Ji Wenfeng had already grabbed his wrist.
Ji Wenfeng smiled kindly: "Okay, he will play the bride."
Lu Rong: "..."
It sounds a little shameful, but the truth is, it's not a big deal to just walk the walk and get through rehearsals.
Ji Wenfeng interrupted his delusional thoughts in the next second: "Rongrong, go to the room and change your clothes."
Master of ceremonies: "... change clothes? No need. We just want to see where to go."
Ji Wenfeng: "I have to change into a wedding dress and put on bridal makeup, otherwise how can I see the effect? The rehearsal is formal."
Master of Ceremonies: "That's right." He confirmed that this is indeed Ji Tong's son, and his perfectionist tendencies are exactly the same as his father's.
Ji Wenfeng handed Lu Rong's hand to the master of ceremonies, and Lu Rong's originally soft hand was now clenched into a hard fist and retreated frantically: "The bride and groom have some small frictions, and they will solve it soon. Come back to rehearsal. If you want to see the effect, they are more suitable in person."
The master of ceremonies snorted: "They won't come back for a while. They'd better never come back." Mr. Ji is really annoying, as long as he is in this rehearsal, it will never be completed.
"Come on, young master." The master of ceremonies tilted his head and looked towards the dressing room.
Lu Rong cast his murderous eyes on Ji Wenfeng, and now he understood why Ji Wenfeng cooperated so actively. With a smirk on his lips, he stared at him maliciously.
Lu Rong was still in the puberty stage, his body was between a teenager and a young man, and he was slender and slender, so he easily slipped into Fang Qing's backless wedding dress—even if he couldn't fit in, the wedding company also had other sizes, and there were probably more than a hundred of them in the dressing room. For the wedding dress, Jitong really prepared well.
The makeup artist put a wig on him and put on makeup: "Brother, your skin is so good, you can't see any pores..."
Lu Rong: "Please draw me as another person."
Makeup artist: "Huh?"
If you want to dress up as a woman, you will become a completely different person. Ji Wenfeng has come up, he can't just obediently do it like this.
His height in sneakers is about the same as that of Fang Qing in high heels. After putting on combat makeup, the master of ceremonies looked at Lu Rong in the mirror: "Young master is fine!"
"Hmm..." Lu Rong stabilized the pads on his chest, making the left and right pads symmetrical, and walked out of the dressing room calmly.
Ji Wenfeng had already changed into a formal suit, and was standing next to the photographer to adjust his camera: "I'll take a picture of everything later." Hearing the commotion behind him, he turned around and faced Lu Rong who was wearing women's clothes .
Ji Wenfeng's pupils dilated slightly.
He originally wanted to tease Lu Rong, if he could get a picture of Lu Rong in women's clothing in distress, then he would definitely go forward in the future. But now it seems that things have backfired. As a little slave, he is really good at pretending to be a beautiful woman.
Lu Rong walked up to him with her skirt in hand, and asked provocatively, "What's the matter, dear? Why don't you look very happy?"
Ji Wenfeng is not someone who admits defeat easily, he straightened his back and raised his elbows calmly.
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and repeated word by word: "My dear?"
Lu Rong had no choice but to hold his arm.
The master of ceremonies was super satisfied with the couple: "Now let's go to the lawn to go through the Western-style wedding process."
Lu Rong: "Going outside?!"
Ji Wenfeng hummed contentedly, and whispered in Lu Rong's ear, "Record it all."
Lu Rong: "..."