Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1421 Final Chapter (2) If the spring breeze has pity on the flowers, can you allow me to be young again?

When Spring Bamboo Shoots arrived, Murong Yongrui and Yu Yafan were waiting in the lobby for their relatives who came one after another. Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor. The staff of the wedding company had decorated the front hall and banquet hall beautifully. .

To the right of the front hall is a floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window is the slightly green sky in December. The sun is like a ripe orange, hanging diagonally on the towering glass dome, so heavy that it is about to fall to the ground. Behind it is a pale blue light base, and below it is the sea with white foam and the sparkling buildings. On the left side of the front hall is a large wall of roses. In the center of the rose wall are the names of Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi inlaid with diamonds. Blood-red roses flow down from the ceiling like a waterfall, and are arranged in the front hall. Pink roses, white hydrangeas, and blue stars gathered into the flower lake, which is brilliant and gorgeous. The banquet hall is even more beautiful. Under the bamboo shoot-shaped glass dome, there are colorful ribbons woven from flowers and lamp beads. The heavy ribbons are pulled in mid-air to form a huge five-pointed star, with pink and white stars in between. The flower bunches, like colorful grape bunches, hang in the air in an orderly manner, like a garden in the sky under the golden sunshine. The floor was covered with a light blue crane and auspicious cloud carpet, and the white marble dining table was decorated with bouquets of flowers and crystal candlestick lamps. There was also a beautiful crocheted curtain of white feathers and pearls between the tables as a screen. What's even more amazing is the floor-to-ceiling windows that make the entire banquet hall feel like it's on a mountaintop towering among the blue sky and white clouds. It offers a panoramic view of the magnificent scenery of clouds and sea, high-rise buildings and sea and sky, making it feel like you're in the capital of immortals. .

Although such a scene could not be compared with the emperor's wedding of the century, Murong Yusi was still very satisfied. However, the family meeting in the morning and Gu Feifan's failure to attend cast an unknown shadow on the wedding.

Some staff at the wedding company came up to Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi when they saw it. The formation was a bit too crude and they were a little surprised. Standing under the screen next to the gate, Liu Yumeng, the person in charge of the wedding, who was checking for leaks and filling vacancies, walked straight over. Although her name is Yumeng, she has blonde hair and shaves her hair very short. She is wearing a shirt and trousers. She is so clean that she looks like a T-shirt at first glance. After approaching, Liu Yumeng asked in surprise: "The bridesmaid and Isn’t the best man here with you? Are there any cameras?”

Murong Yusi said in a concise tone: "Something happened and the wedding reception was cancelled, so the camera teacher didn't take any pictures. He came here in another car."

"What happened?" Liu Yumeng asked inexplicably.

Murong Yusi did not answer Liu Yumeng's question, but smiled and said, "Maybe the wedding part will be a little streamlined. You can tell the host later that the part where celebrities are invited to perform on stage has been cancelled. The speeches between me and the groom have also been cancelled." It will be shortened to let him grasp the rhythm and not make it too long.”

"But the appearance fees have been paid!" Liu Yumeng opened her big eyes like goldfish, "Miss Deng and Mr. Chen are already on their way here and will be here soon."

"The appearance fee will be paid." Murong Yusi said.

"That's it!" Liu Yumeng said in a longer tone, with some embarrassment, "Then we have to change a lot of things, including the background music, the slideshow played on the big screen, and the film we shot."

"Change it immediately." Murong Yusi said firmly.

"Ah? Really change?"

"Really changed."

Liu Yumeng stared blankly at Murong Yu for a while, then realized that the other party was determined, and then sighed, "Okay!" She said, "If this is the case, the wedding scene will be much different!"

"It doesn't matter." Murong Yusi said.

"Then I will communicate with the host and post-production team immediately."

Liu Yumeng turned and walked towards the banquet hall. Murong Zhongyi, Rong Minhua, Fu Yuanzhuo's parents Fu Hongsheng, Zhang Xian and several relatives walked over from the elevator. The two families entered the hall, renegotiated and rehearsed the entire wedding process, and then returned to the front hall together to take photos in front of the Rose Falls with relatives and guests who arrived one after another.

At first, people kept arriving at the wedding venue, but as the time got closer, fewer and fewer people came. It seemed that the front hall was very lively, with many people standing chatting and taking photos, but they were all relatives who had been here for a long time. The flow of people had stopped for several minutes, and the elevator had never come up.

Murong Zhongyi, who realized that the situation was unusual, had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the elevator hall. There was a row of elevator doors there, but none of the elevators had numbers beating on the display. Even though he had anticipated the situation, the speed of deterioration was still beyond his expectation.

"Chairman, Secretary Li's phone number."

In a daze, the tall and thin secretary Huang Ziyi came over and handed the phone to Murong Zhongyi. If he was not a particularly important person, Huang Ziyi would definitely not bother Murong Zhongyi. And this Secretary Li is the secretary of the most distinguished guest at this wedding banquet.

Murong Zhongyi answered the phone and immediately changed into a relaxed tone, "Secretary Li, is the old leader arriving soon?"

The person on the other end of the phone coughed and whispered, "Brother Murong, the old leader has an important meeting to attend. If you can't make it, I'll let you know."

Murong Zhongyi knew that the "important meeting" definitely did not exist. If there really was an "important meeting", she would not call at this time. He was still taking a chance and wanted to see if the Liu family's affairs would affect him. Now that he had a definite answer, his heart suddenly became cold, but he still pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Okay, okay Yes. Then after New Year's Day, I have some work ideas that I would like to report to the old leader. What time do you think is suitable?"

"This will have to wait for a while. The situation has been quite severe recently."

The other party rejected Murong Zhongyi directly without thinking, which made him more aware of the seriousness of the matter. The bad thing is that clarifying it is of little use. In the huge waves of history and times, even a wealthy family like the Murong family is just a small boat that may capsize at any time.

"Okay, I'll contact you again after a while."

"No problem, we will contact you in a while. On behalf of the old leader, I wish the two newcomers a long life together and always be united."

"thanks, thanks"

"You're welcome."

There was no apology or comfort, the tone was cold, and the call was quickly hung up. Murong Zhongyi looked at the time on his phone with an expressionless face. It was still thirty minutes before twelve o'clock, the time for the wedding banquet to start. He handed the phone to Huang Ziyi and asked, "How many people said they couldn't come?"

"There are more than forty people, such as Mr. Wang from Tianying and Mr. Tang from Guangxing. But they all sent secretaries and juniors here." After a pause, Huang Ziyi said, "But there is no difference between coming and not coming. I just signed my name, paid the gift and left.”

Murong Zhongyi said softly and calmly: "Let's count how many people are sitting in the hall."

The entire wedding banquet can accommodate about six to seven hundred people. A total of 350 invitations were sent out by the Murong family. This is the streamlined invitation list. In addition to the relatives of the Murong family, it also includes businessmen from Yue Province. Two-time celebrities and those with lower status have not yet received invitations from the Murong family. Several important people were originally invited to support the scene to prove that the Murong family had emerged from the haze of the collapse of the Chen family, but now all these important people were busy and unable to come, which turned the wedding into a joke. If the banquet is not full, it will not only become a joke, but also become an unexpected danger.

Huang Ziyi said "Okay" and walked into the banquet hall. After a while, he returned to Murong Zhongyi and whispered: "The estimate is that there will be at least five to six hundred people, and sixty-six tables have been arranged." He paused, "Now the actual number has only been about two. There are hundreds of people, and most of the tables are unoccupied.”

Murong Zhongyi had always kept his emotions secret, but this naked warmth and coldness of the world still caused Murong Zhongyi's blood pressure to rise again, and his face turned pale, as if he was about to faint again.

"Chairman." Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Ziyi quickly supported Murong Zhongyi.

Murong Yusi, who was taking photos with others by the rose wall, also noticed something strange about her father, and quickly pulled Fu Yuanzhuo to Murong Zhongyi's side, "Dad."

Murong Zhongyi waved his hand to indicate that he had no problem, "I'm fine." He smiled at Murong Yusi and said, "The main reason is that I said too many heroic words in the morning, and now I feel a little embarrassed."

"Is it because many people didn't come?" Murong Yusi had already discovered that the number of people was wrong, so she asked directly.

Fu Yuanzhuo didn't wait for Murong Zhongyi to answer, but said in a comforting tone: "There are fewer people, just less people. To be honest, I think there are too many people and it's too complicated and it's not interesting. I see those who are pretentious and all talk about officialdom." I have a headache when I talk to the elders. Now that they don’t come, I don’t have to go out to socialize and feel more comfortable. Anyway, I have no intention of working hard in Yuezhou.”

Murong Yusi rolled her eyes at Fu Yuanzhuo, "I don't know who was still feeling upset just now. I'm just a little instructor, so I can't help my family and friends?"

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled bitterly, "I am annoyed, but my personality is really not suitable for climbing up." He said helplessly, "So, I can only be a small instructor no matter what."

"My fault, my fault, you two should not be unhappy on the first day of marriage." Murong Zhongyi patted Fu Yuanzhuo's shoulder, "Xiao Zhuo, I know a little about you, I think what you did That's right. People like this can take advantage of the situation and forget their own good. But in the long run, it is really difficult for people to be affectionate and righteous throughout their lives. Let alone being affectionate. Intentional, even having a clear conscience is difficult, but difficult things are often correct. Just like me, I have done many things against my will over the years, so even if I lose all my money tomorrow and become a mortal, it will still be considered to a certain extent. Good death."

Murong Zhongyi showed her true feelings for a moment, and Fu Yuanzhuo didn't know what to say.

Seeing that his father who had never admitted his mistakes took the initiative to admit his mistakes, Murong Yongrui looked at Murong Yusi accusingly, "What's the use of saying this now? It's not a matter of people and few." He looked at Murong Zhongyi and said , "How about I bring in some people now, no matter what, I'll hold the scene together first."

Murong Zhongyi shook his head, "Don't deceive yourself and others again."

"Yes!" Murong Yusi nodded repeatedly, "Brother, just those big-mouthed friends of yours, the whole town will know in less than half an hour that I can't even invite guests to my wedding."

"Then what should we do?" Murong Yongrui spread his hands, "Then we can only remove some tables? I'm afraid that removing a few tables is not enough. If we remove half of them, it will be too empty. If word spreads, it will be embarrassing? "

The two brothers and sisters looked sad, but Murong Zhongyi said calmly: "There is nothing to worry about in this situation. Take away all the name tags. The original ten people at a table are now only six or seven." One. Remove the surrounding tables and place flowers and so on. Everyone should sit in the front and middle. If there is space, it should be there." He looked at Huang Ziyi, "Zi Yi, Just arrange it as I say.”

"Okay." Huang Ziyi nodded, turned around and walked towards the banquet hall again.

Murong Zhongyi looked at Fu Hongsheng and Zhang Xian beside Fu Yuanzhuo again, and said apologetically: "My dear, I'm so sorry, I didn't arrange such an important thing. It's really..."

Fu Hongsheng immediately interrupted Murong Zhongyi and patted the other party on the shoulder, "It's just right for a family to not speak the same language as the two families. There are fewer people and it's quiet. We don't engage in those empty-headed things. We just get together with relatives and friends." , have a drink and give the two newlyweds the most sincere blessings, it’s better than anything else." He smiled, "To be honest, I am also a person who has experienced ups and downs, and I have long seen clearly that everything is a cycle, and society is In this way, the icing on the cake is an ordinary thing, and it is extremely difficult to deliver charcoal in the snow. The so-called banquet is nothing but a mess after the reception. Don't chase those who come and leave quickly. Those who stay behind will eat the remains with you. Only those who are cold-blooded are worth cherishing.”

"Oh, my father-in-law is so talented in literature! These words really speak to my heart!"

"If you give me a prize, if you give me a prize, you can just say a few jingles."

The two chatted and laughed, which slightly dispersed some of the unpleasant atmosphere. In the banquet hall, there was also the sound of hurriedly moving tables and chairs and setting up the venue.

Liu Yumeng ran out within a few minutes and asked Murong Yusi, "Sister Sisi, the rearrangement is a bit hasty now. Should we postpone the wedding for half an hour?"

Murong Yusi had no longer looked forward to the wedding, and said in a low mood: "It doesn't matter, too many links have been canceled, and it doesn't matter anything else. It will be held at the auspicious time."

Liu Yumeng sighed again, even more regretful than Murong Yusi, "If we can go according to the plan, although it is not as good as the one in Paris, it can be regarded as our Yuezhou wedding of the century. Too..."

When the word "It's a pity" was still in his mouth, the sound of opening the door came from the elevator hall. The sound was very penetrating. It seemed that six elevators were arriving at the same time. The ringing sounds were superimposed and intertwined, like a row of devout monks. Turning the prayer wheel, a spiritual and distant electronic sound was played in the vast hall.

The Murong family and the Fu family looked towards the elevator hall at the same time and saw a group of young people pouring out of the elevator. These people in their twenties and mid-twenties were obviously very familiar with each other, and they crowded towards the front hall like a tide, laughing and joking.

Murong Zhongyi looked at Murong Tianyou, "Tianyou, are you your friend?"

Murong Tianyou searched carefully and said in confusion: "No!"

"That's your friend." Murong Zhongyi looked at Murong Yusi again.

"Some of my friends have arrived a long time ago!" Murong Yusi replied in confusion.

"Monitor!"

Someone in the crowd jumped up and waved to Fu Yuanzhuo like a giant monkey in the zoo asking for bananas from tourists.

Fu Yuanzhuo looked intently and shouted in surprise: "Monkey?" His eyes swept across the strange and familiar faces, "Dr. Ma? Da Xiong? Sun Dayong? Ding Jiaye? Zhen Siqi"

Not only the students from Changya's garbage class came, but also Sun Xiaolu, Chen Feng, Wei Xianghui, Zhu Qingyun, Yang Hexian, An Jing, Liu Zhishang, Tian Bin, etc. from the student union and class one. Even Yu Junshan and Liu Baisong, Du Leng's hard-core friends with whom he had not a very harmonious relationship, were among them.

"Your classmate?" Murong Yusi asked quietly in Fu Yuanzhuo's ear.

Fu Yuanzhuo was still in shock, his eyes widened, and he nodded blankly, "Yes, they are all my high school classmates."

Murong Yusi stared at the large flow of people, like a flood that quickly flooded the front hall, "Are they all your high school classmates?"

Fu Yuanzhuo hadn't fully recovered yet, and those people seemed to have traveled through time, appearing from the depths of his memory in front of his dilated pupils.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, sunglasses on his face, a large gold chain around his neck, and a crocodile leather briefcase under his arm, Sun Dayong, who looked like a nouveau riche, was the first to rush to Fu Yuanzhuo from the crowd. He stretched out his right hand wearing the Rolex Green Submariner and said loudly: "Monitor, are you too boring? You don't even say a word in the class group when you get married!"

Fu Yuanzhuo remembered that the last time he met Sun Dayong was at a party after graduating from college. At that time, everyone was only half-footed in the society. Some people were taking postgraduate entrance examinations, some were taking public exams, some were sending resumes everywhere, and some were preparing to go abroad. Some people plan to inherit the family business. "Reality" is a word that is both far away and right in front of us. It's a bit ferocious, but also a bit dreamy, like a swamp and mud, and like a distant mountain and a flat lake. And these young people who were just starting out seemed to feel the ruggedness and fun. That time they drank like crazy in a reserved bar. At three o'clock in the middle of the night, a group of people wandered the streets with bottles of wine, singing the elegant school song loudly. Climbing Yuelu Mountain in the early morning, watching the sun jump out of the city skyline, high-fiving, hugging, and going their separate ways in the early morning, the airport, home, high-speed rail station, and office building Fu Yuanzhuo watched them leave one by one, as if they had finally left for real. When you grow up, you will go to real life.

As for later

Naturally, they were swallowed up by the sea-like life and turned into fish that were difficult to migrate. The once active group gradually became deserted, and the people who were once familiar also became strangers in the distance and long time.

And at this time, miraculously, they came together again.

It's really a miracle.

But in an instant, he felt that there was still something missing before he could truly become a miracle.

"No." Fu Yuanzhuo held Sun Dayong's fat hand, which looked like it was studded with several jade rings, and looked at him with tears in his smile. "I'm going back to Star City, and I'll treat you all to a meal."

"Return to Star City? What is Return to Star City? Isn't Shenzhen our provincial capital? Is it the Jerusalem of us people in southern Hunan?" Dr. Ma said.

There was a burst of laughter, and Sun Dayong also laughed "haha" and said: "Don't explain, if you don't call us at the wedding, it's just not interesting enough. Remember to punish yourself with three drinks later."

"If you punish yourself with three cups, you will punish yourself with three cups." Fu Yuanzhuo replied cheerfully.

Sun Dayong looked around and shouted: "Three cups for each person! No mineral water is allowed!"

There were boos all around, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Three cups for each person, no less than one cup!"

Fu Yuanzhuo gritted his teeth and was thinking about what to say when Murong Yusi took his arm and said, "His three cups are half of mine."

Sun Dayong gave Murong Yusi a thumbs up, "On behalf of the garbage class, I agree to your application to fight!"

"I said Sun Dayong, what are you pretending to be here? You represent the female students in our rubbish class! Fu Yuanzhuo's three cups belong to Fu Yuanzhuo! His wife has snatched the class grass from our class and will definitely be liquidated. "Yes!" Zhen Siqi said loudly with a smile, "Do you know that several girls are still lurking in the class group, just to take advantage of our monitor! It's not okay to get ahead of the girls in our trash class!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! The monitor's three glasses of wine cannot be less, and the monitor's wife's three glasses of wine cannot be less!"

"Today we must make the squad leader and his wife fall down, and then have a violent bridal chamber! To warn those lawless gangsters who get married without the approval of the class committee!"

"Then all married people cannot escape today, and everyone must be liquidated!"

"Yes! Liquidate! Liquidate severely!"

The applause, cheers and laughter became louder, and the front hall, which had been deserted just now, turned into a sea of ​​joy.

At this time, six elevators arrived at the same time again, the elevator doors opened, and another group of people poured out of the elevator.

"Principal Wu Lei is here!"

Fu Yuanzhuo looked up and saw Principal Wu with gray hair and a gray tunic suit walking at the front of the crowd. Although the principal's face is full of wrinkles and his complexion is dull, he is very energetic and has the temperament of a retired veteran cadre. Principal Wu was followed by some teachers from Changya, including Teacher Chen, Teacher Huang and the head teacher of Class 1, Teacher Tang. Walking on the left of Principal Wu was Shen Mengyao, and on the right was Song Xize. The two of them raised their hands to support him slightly.

Shen Mengyao was the most eye-catching among the whole crowd. She was wearing a dark blue modified Chinese dress with lotus flowers embroidered with silver thread. She was low-key and elegant. She walked with a swaying grace, making her look like a lady from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai. As for Song Xize on the other side, wearing a simple blue and white plaid shirt and blue jeans, with a sparser head than Principal Wu, he looks like the highest-paid programmer in the Greater Bay Area.

Others would definitely think it was strange that these two incomparable people were walking next to Principal Wu, one on the left and the other on the right, but Fu Yuanzhuo would definitely not think so, because Shen Mengyao and Song Xize were both related to Cheng Mo and the Black Death. Inextricably linked.

When Principal Wu and the teachers arrived, the scene became even more lively. It was as noisy as the Changya Auditorium where a party was being held.

Fu Yuanzhuo watched the crowd separate. Principal Wu slowly walked towards him with a kind smile. He was so shocked that he thought he was dreaming. He secretly pinched his thigh and felt the excruciating pain, and then the corner of his mouth twitched. He quickly pulled Murong Yusi forward to greet her.

"Principal Wu," Fu Yuanzhuo forcibly resisted asking, "Why are you here?" but he didn't know what to say in the second part of the sentence.

Principal Wu, who enjoys retirement benefits and is still known for wearing a watch, is a leading figure in education in southern Hunan. Probably because of his advanced age, his slightly cloudy eyes did not reveal anything strange about Fu Yuanzhuo. His skinny hands exerted great force. She held his hand, shook it violently up and down and said loudly: "Classmate Fu Yuanzhuo, I'm so glad that you haven't forgotten the school and teachers who nurtured you. Not only will you donate all the wedding gifts to the school, but you also specially invite We are here to witness your wedding."

"Donating gift money?" Fu Yuanzhuo was not prepared at all, and suddenly lost the gift money that he and Murong Yusi had not received yet. He was confused and had no idea what kind of gift donation was. He was at a loss in his heart, but he had an embarrassed smile on his face, "How can I forget? My alma mater is the place that left me the most beautiful memories. Without the support of teachers and classmates, I would not be the chosen one."

Principal Wu grabbed Fu Yuanzhuo's hand and said sincerely: "You and Du Leng are the 'Chosen Ones' who have stepped out of Changya. They are also the only two people who have participated in the Twilight Battle and won the 'War Hero' award." The Chosen Ones of Xiangnan. You and Du Leng are the pride of our Changya and our Xiangnan!”

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled bitterly and said softly: "It can only be said that Senior Du Leng and I are lucky."

Principal Wu raised his hand and patted Fu Yuanzhuo's shoulder, "I have always wanted to say that you and Du Leng should go back to southern Hunan and Changya to teach the juniors and girls in your hometown. Not only will you share your life experience Share it with the younger students and let them know that today’s happiness is hard-won.”

"Senior Du Leng is more suitable for this kind of matter." Fu Yuanzhuo shook his head, "I'll forget it."

"Why forget it? You and Du Leng are the two most outstanding student union presidents in our Changya. Du Leng has always been excellent, but you were cynical at first and then worked hard. You are both representative, but Our Changya is indispensable with the 'Changya Double C'." Principal Wu waved his hand and said jokingly, "What more can you ask for if you have these double Cs!"

Fu Yuanzhuo was surprised that Principal Wu, who was nearly seventy years old, could still make jokes. Although this joke was outdated, it was better than "Chang Ya's Double Wall" and "Chang Ya's Extremely Fierce Dragon and Tiger". The title is still much more fashionable. He also thought that if he and Du Leng were called "Chang Ya Double C", what about Cheng Mo? Shouldn't that be "absolutely core"?

It's a pity that Principal Wu didn't mention "Cheng Mo"'s name at all. He looked around and said loudly, "Of course, besides you and Du Leng, there are also Yan Yitong, Shen Mengjie, Song Xize and all the students here. Very outstanding. I have been the principal for so many years, and I can responsibly say that your two terms are the two most outstanding ones in Changya. I hope you can come back to the school often, and Changya will always be your home."

Thunderous applause erupted from all around.

As soon as he heard the name "Yan Yitong", Fu Yuanzhuo suddenly realized that besides Yan Yitong, there could be no other person who could donate the gift money for him without authorization. She probably also called these high school classmates. He was moved and dumbfounded, but the strange thing was that he didn't see Yan Yitong in the crowd.

Seeing that there were more and more people in the front hall, when the applause stopped, Fu Yuanzhuo immediately said: "The front hall is a bit crowded. Let's sit down at the banquet first. You can sit wherever you want. Tables and seats can be added." After that, he said to Principal Wu. He made a gesture of invitation, "Principal Wu, please invite me first."

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The twists and turns of the plot are extremely bizarre. Just now, the banquet hall had to remove the tables and chairs because the seats were not full. Now the tables and chairs have to be put back again, and even more tables and chairs have to be added to accommodate them. Fortunately, the banquet hall is already full. There is a lot of spare space left, so there is no need to worry about not being able to sit down.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall immediately became lively. Teachers, classmates, and friends who had not seen each other for a long time were chatting enthusiastically. The atmosphere was not like a wedding, but more like a school anniversary or a class reunion.

Shen Mengyao chatted with Fu Yuanzhuo about the ins and outs of "donation", and then hurriedly helped arrange seats for teachers and classmates. Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi were dragged by a group of classmates to take a photo on the rose wall with their wedding photos hanging in the front hall.

After taking pictures, the decoration of the banquet hall has not yet been completed. A group of sultry young people in the front hall were in a very excited state. They had not even drank wine yet, as if they were drunk, and they started chatting happily.

In a few words, we naturally talked about Changya's former absolute core and traffic king.

"By the way, Fu Yuanzhuo, Cheng Mo has such a good relationship with you, why didn't you see him coming?"

The name "Cheng Mo" was spat out from Zhen Siqi's mouth, like some kind of mysterious spell, which made everyone's breathing stop. The roaring sound in the banquet hall suddenly calmed down at this moment. Just now The sound of the wind outside the window was still vague, but now it became extremely clear.

The low-decibel silence lasted for a moment. Yu Junshan looked at Fu Yuanzhuo and asked, "Yeah? Why didn't you see Cheng Mo?"

Fu Yuanzhuo knew someone would ask this, but even though he was prepared, the smile on his face was still too deliberate and unnatural, "He can't come."

"Cheng Mo can't come?" Yu Junshan sighed and said, "I still want to apologize to him in person for my recklessness and rashness!"

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled again, this time more naturally, "He will definitely not care about this kind of thing."

"By the way, what is Cheng Mo doing now? Why is there no news at all?" Yu Junshan asked curiously. "Yes! I remember that he joined the class group before, but now I can't find his account."

"Not only can't find his account, but I can't even type his name, okay?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! We also discussed why Cheng Mo's name cannot be typed out. There is no space between symbols or a few words. It has to be separated by several words, and it must be a complete sentence."

"Forget about typing. When you send a voice message, it shows that it cannot be sent."

"I can't find him in the alumni list on Changya's website. He was the number one scholar in both subjects back then!"

Everyone started discussing in a flurry, and finally all focused their attention on Fu Yuanzhuo.

"Fu Yuanzhuo, weren't you in the same class as him in college? Don't tell me you don't know anything?" Zhen Siqi asked.

"Well." Fu Yuanzhuo smiled bitterly, "I can only say that you'd better stop asking. I can't say anything."

When Fu Yuanzhuo said this, everyone became more curious, and they were all whispering to each other to exchange gossip.

"I remember that he seemed to have married Xie Minyun when he was in college. Brother Leng got drunk several times because of this and cried so hard on the street." Yu Junshan lowered his voice and said.

"Ah? Why don't we know about this?"

"Zundu is fake? Even if you get married, you won't get married right after you're in college, right?"

"Yes, it was too early."

Yu Junshan was even more shocked, "Don't everyone in your class know?" He said, "If you don't believe me, ask Fu Yuanzhuo."

Zhen Siqi looked at Fu Yuanzhuo and asked, "Did Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun really get married when they were in college?"

Fu Yuanzhuo hesitated and said, "They did get married during their sophomore year."

"Ah~~~!!"

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

Yu Junshan said in a tone that seemed low-key but actually very pretentious: "It's not surprising that you don't know. Not many people in our school know about Xie Minyun's background."

"Isn't it just Honggui?"

"Honggui? What level of Honggui dares to say that he is Honggui in front of Xie Minyun?" Yu Junshan said with a sneer, "In the past, Xie Minyun had to at least be granted the title of Princess Yongping. Cheng Mo is an out-and-out prince consort. ”

"Ah? Could it be that she is Principal Xie's daughter?"

Yu Junshan smiled but did not answer.

A group of people looked at Fu Yuanzhuo again, but Fu Yuanzhuo also just smiled and did not deny it.

This news, which can be called "sensational", was like a thunder, making all the boys and girls open their mouths in shock. But no one could make a sound.

After a while, Zhen Siqi covered her mouth and said, "Oh my God! No wonder Xie Minyun can contract the entire Yuelu Mountain!"

"She is really the princess! Damn it, then Cheng Mo is so lucky, isn't he?"

"As expected of the most powerful pretty girl in Changya, she's so awesome. While we were still thinking about finding a big sister, we would have to save a few decades of hard work. Cheng Mo is already the prince-in-law, and a few hundred years of less hard work will be saved."

"Changya's strongest pretty girl? You're too rude! Do you know the absolute core value of Changya?"

"From the son-in-law to the prince-in-law, Cheng Mo is not here, but he is still there. It's really tearful."

"Could it be that we suddenly saw Cheng Mo sitting in the leadership position on the news broadcast that day? He looked like five-star General MacArthur. I don't dare to think about it."

"What kind of mentality do you have? Are you afraid that your classmates will have a bad time, and you are also afraid that your classmates will become your consort?"

"You boys, don't be envious. Cheng Mo is also very capable. If you can get the top two prizes in arts and sciences, not to mention becoming a prince-in-law, you can also find a plutocratic daughter, right? It won't be like now, I don’t even have the courage to go on a date with my classmates.”

"Yes, across all dynasties, aren't top picks always in demand? People like Cheng Mo were snatched away as soon as they came out of the rankings. It can only be said that the girls in our class realized it late and didn't seize the opportunity!" Zhen Siqi was full of enthusiasm. Said regretfully.

"Then I still think that people like Nahuang are real men. People like Cheng Mo who rely on women to rise to power will not be recognized by me, Ding Jiaye!"

"What you say is unfair. Nahuang is the ceiling among men. You want to compare him with him. How many men in the world can compare with him?"

"Get rid of a few. It should be said that no one can compare."

"It's a pity that the live broadcast was cut off inexplicably yesterday and I couldn't see the climax of the wedding. I really wanted to see the scene when Emperor Napoleon held Athena's hand and walked to the carriage!"

"Emperor Napoleon is so handsome, Athena is so beautiful, and Paris is so beautiful! It's that broken network. I waited all night and couldn't sleep well. I'm going to pay for it."

"It seems that the entire world's network is paralyzed. We only have 3G signal here, and it's hard to watch videos and websites."

"It can only be said that the charm of this pair is too great. It is equivalent to a cyber bomb."

"I'm telling the truth, when you compare Nahuang and Cheng Mo, it means that Cheng Mo has already won."

"I said Qiqi, why did you turn to the Number One Scholar again? Love is in the eye of the beholder! I knew you hadn't forgotten the Number One Scholar!"

"Haha, you are so disappointed to hear that someone got married right after college!"

"What nonsense are you people talking about? Who do I have to be disappointed? Compared with Senior Sister Xie, I am not worthy of carrying her shoes. I am. Oh, forget it, let's not talk about it."

"Zhen Siqi, Cheng Mo and Fu Yuanzhuo are not the only ones in the class, aren't they? Look at me, I feel like I'm pretty good too!" Dr. Ma jumped in front of the girl, patted her strong chest muscles and said.

"Forget it! Dr. Ma, you look like Nantong with excessive male hormone secretion with your sparse hair due to excessive exercise."

The boys and girls were quarreling over Cheng Mo, a person who had disappeared for many years, and they were still imagining Cheng Mo's current appearance. Fu Yuanzhuo only found it interesting. He actually really wanted to know how his classmates would react if they knew Cheng Mo was Lucifer, and he even wanted to know how Cheng Mo would feel when he heard what his former classmates talked about him.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuanzhuo felt inexplicably melancholy, just like everyone who had climbed mountains and ridges together and finally reached the top. He was about to celebrate with his companions, but when he looked back, he saw that the people he was familiar with had already separated. Some people have gone to higher mountains, some are still on the mountainside, and some have become signposts on the rugged road.

"I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out not to be the case. I was a young man traveling."

There are always encounters and partings in life, and every encounter and parting is like fragments that cannot be spliced ​​together, like a circle of friends that has stopped updating. At this time, he seemed to have some kind of enlightenment. In fact, from the moment we met, we were walking on the road of separation. Before death, life is an unstoppable journey. Even if you want to stop, you will be pushed forward by time. There is no way to look back, you can only move forward.

In a daze, Fu Yuanzhuo heard Sun Dayong complain: "Cheng Mo is too boring. I think back then we couldn't make a deal if we didn't fight. We cheated in the exam together and went to Little Swan together. We were considered the three major irons in the world. He didn't Just keep in touch with us old classmates, aren't we close friends? You, Cheng Mo and Yan Yitong were inseparable back then, but now they don't even come to your wedding? "

"Hey, back then I saw that Cheng Mo was very independent and very arrogant. Back then, he never considered anyone as a friend. Now that he has climbed onto a high branch like Senior Sister Xie, the crow has turned into a phoenix, and he will never interact with little people like us. "Yeah." Monkey said sourly.

"I think you regret that you missed the opportunity and didn't hug Cheng Mo's thick thigh, right?"

"How do you say I don't regret missing a princess like Senior Sister Xie?"

"Monkey, you get off the elevator and go to the lobby on the first floor. Find a passage on the left. Go to the end. There is a door on the right. You go in. There is a women's restroom on the left and a men's restroom on the right. Go in and find a toilet to pee. Take a photo carefully and carefully."

"No, Dr. Ma, are you so harmful to others?"

Everyone laughed happily.

After he finished laughing, Yu Junshan said with some regret: "But it's strange. Ever since Cheng Mo and Senior Sister Xie got married, I haven't heard anything about the two of them. I asked Brother Leng, and he kept silent. I don’t know if something happened to the two of them.”

"I don't think it's so easy to be a prince-in-law. Besides, in their sophomore year, they are not of legal marriage age, right?"

"I feel like there was such a scene. Xie Xie's mother found Cheng Mo and gave him a check directly, and then said: As long as you leave my daughter, you can fill in the numbers on it as you like. Then Cheng Mo refused to be humiliated and dropped out of school. After leaving Qinghua University, she went to study abroad. Sister Xie became depressed and became ill, lingering on her bedside, and has been recuperating in the hospital."

"Oh my god, do you really think you're acting in an ancient idol drama? And then they reunited at Fu Yuanzhuo's wedding today, right?"

"Don't tell me, a movie with a plot like this will definitely look good. How about asking Teacher Shen to write one?"

"Forget it, you don't know Cheng Mo at all. If Xie Xie's mother gave him a check, he would definitely fill in a reasonable number and leave. He is an absolutely rational person. Maybe he is already married now. He’s married to another woman, maybe a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl!”

"Why a foreign girl?"

"Because foreign girls don't want betrothal gifts!"

"Dr. Ma, if your words are posted online, you will be beaten to death!"

"Are you still waiting to post it online? Sisters, we'll beat him up soon!"

Seeing that everyone's discussion was getting more and more outrageous, Fu Yuanzhuo had to explain seriously: "About Cheng Mo, the situation is not what everyone imagined, and he is definitely not the kind of person everyone imagined. It's normal that he can't come. He "If it comes," he paused suddenly and shook his head, "I can't say."

"What's not good to say? And what's going on with him and Senior Sister Xie now?" Zhen Siqi asked strangely.

"Well..." Fu Yuanzhuo was embarrassed, "There are many things about him that I can't say."

Zhen Siqi pursed her lips as if to hold it in for a while, but finally couldn't help but get to the bottom of it, "What on earth is Cheng Mo doing now? You can always talk about this, right?"

The front hall became quiet again, and everyone looked at Fu Yuanzhuo with interest, waiting for his answer.

Fu Yuanzhuo thought for a few seconds, curled his lips, and said with a mysterious smile: "He? He is busy saving the world now!"

"Cut~~~~"

Fu Yuanzhuo's answer drew a round of boos, but he didn't refute and just laughed along with the others.

Zhen Siqi and some girls were obviously very dissatisfied with Cheng Mo's answer. They came closer and wanted to inquire about Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun's gossip. Fortunately, Murong Tianyou came to him at this time and said, "Brother-in-law, my sister asked you to come over."

Fu Yuanzhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, said hello to everyone who was still gossiping about Chengmo and Xie Minyun, and then walked towards the door of the banquet hall with Murong Tianyou, where his parents and the main members of the Murong family were waiting. At this time, most of the guests had entered the banquet hall, and only some of his classmates were still chatting in the front hall.

"Brother-in-law, the banquet hall has been rearranged. Do you think you should ask your classmates to come in and we will start the wedding process immediately?" Murong Yongrui said.

"We have to wait a while. My friend said that she has prepared a show for me. I have to wait for her to come."

Murong Yongrui looked at his watch, "Then when will your friend arrive?"

"I don't know." Fu Yuanzhuo smiled bitterly, "Her phone can't be reached."

Murong Yongrui frowned and said, "It's impossible to wait forever. There are so many guests waiting for the banquet to start."

"Your friend prepared a program for you, why didn't you come earlier?" Yu Yafan said dissatisfied.

"Is it Yan Yitong?" Murong Yusi smiled and came to Fu Yuanzhuo's rescue, "Fu Yuanzhuo's childhood sweetheart always likes to create some mysterious surprises."

Yu Yafan was stunned for a moment, "Yan Yitong? He starred in the "Ouroboros" series and won the Cannes Palme d'Or as the Queen of Art Films?"

Fu Yuanzhuo smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's her."

"Holy shit~ Brother-in-law, why have I never heard you say that you know Yan Yitong!" Murong Tianyou jumped up, "Most of the classmates in our class are her fans! I also follow her Weibo and Xiaomi Red book!”

Fu Yuanzhuo shrugged, "There's nothing to say, right?"

"Damn, don't show off! Be careful of getting struck by lightning."

"Tianyou, why are you talking?" Rong Minhua frowned and scolded.

Murong Tianyou stuck out his tongue and grabbed Fu Yuanzhuo's arm, "Are you sure Sister Tong Tong will come? Don't lie to me again! I was already very embarrassed because of what happened to Brother Feifan. Now that Sister Tong Tong is here, I will also It’s not unacceptable.”

Seeing Murong Tianyou calling "Sister Tongtong", Fu Yuanzhuo couldn't laugh or cry, "Since she said she would come, she will definitely come."

Yu Yafan said disapprovingly: "Brother-in-law, even if she is a big star, we can't keep waiting like this, right? The key is that you can't contact her, so what does that mean? It's not reliable to bring someone like this! Besides, We have canceled the performances of so many big-name stars, and it doesn’t matter whether she performs or not.”

Murong Yongrui also nodded and said: "These are not important. The key is that it is already a quarter past twelve, which is already past the auspicious time. You are not sure when she will arrive. We can wait, but the wedding cannot wait."

Fu Yuanzhuo's head was as big as a bucket. The Murong family had no idea about the importance of Yan Yitong. He couldn't explain clearly. He could only say vaguely: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, she should be here soon. She Not such an unreliable person.”

"How long will it be soon?" Murong Yongrui said, "I think if you wait another fifteen minutes, the wedding process should start anyway. We can slow down the pace a little. That way, your friend will arrive in time and can go on stage. "

Fu Yuanzhuo didn't think about it, just shook his head and said decisively: "We must wait for her to come."

Murong Yongrui did not expect that Fu Yuanzhuo, who had always been easy to talk to and easygoing with everything, would be so insistent. He seemed to be stuck. He said the word "this" several times before spitting out a thick breath and lowering his voice. "Brother-in-law, this is not the time to fool around. Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at our family, just wanting to see a joke. If this wedding is messed up, it will be a hot search topic tomorrow. This will have a great impact on our family's business. It will cause a serious blow to the reputation, and it will also cause the stock to fall." He said solemnly, "This is really not a joke."

Fu Yuanzhuo tightened his lips, looking like he was hesitating to speak.

Murong Yusi turned to look at Fu Yuanzhuo, took a deep breath and said, "Brother, I understand the meaning of Tongtong's deal with Yuanzhuo. Since she said she was coming, even if all the guests leave, we can't Will wait until she comes."

Murong Yusi's words not only surprised everyone in the Murong family, but even Fu Hongsheng and Zhang Xian couldn't understand them.

Murong Yongrui suppressed his annoyance, sighed, looked at Murong Zhongyi, and spread his hands, "Dad, you asked me to help arrange the wedding of my sister and my brother-in-law. It turns out that I can't arrange it. Maybe I am the elder brother." , It’s not very important in the eyes of my sister and brother-in-law.”

"Brother? That's not what I meant." Murong Yusi hesitated to speak.

Zhang Xian said quickly: "Xiao Zhuo, please call Tongtong again and urge her. This girl is the same. Since you said you are coming, you should come early. How can you mess around with such a big thing like a wedding? Why? Are you playing house?”

When his mother spoke, Fu Yuanzhuo had no choice but to take out his mobile phone from his pants pocket and dialed Yan Yitong's number. What came out of the phone was still the cold "The user you dialed has turned off his phone."

Under the gaze of his relatives and parents, he had never felt that the sound of the mobile phone receiver was so loud, like the ringtone of the phone exploding in the desk drawer during class. He hung up the phone with some embarrassment, shrugged his shoulders, and said calmly: "Tongtong, this guy, always likes to surprise people. I'm not afraid that she won't come, I'm afraid that she will give me a big surprise if she comes." Live, so you have to be mentally prepared.”

A group of relatives looked at each other, probably because his expression and tone did not give people a sense of security. The air became a little stiff, as if the wedding was running in an unpredictable direction. Most people don't like surprises and prefer a future that is certain and can be seen clearly. People work hard throughout their lives just to find stable happiness in uncertainty. The so-called stability is nothing more than seeking a certain sense of security.

Now the people of the Murong family feel very insecure. After all, this wedding is not only a matter for Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi, but also represents the face of the Murong family. In the turbulent situation, it also indicates a certain direction of wind. More importantly, it is also related to the stock price, which is closely related to the vital interests of everyone in the Murong family.

Even though they were dissatisfied, Murong Zhongyi, the backbone of the Murong family, was still there. A group of people ignored Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi and stared at Murong Zhongyi with stern faces, waiting for him to force the newlyweds to hold the wedding quickly. , let everything end smoothly.

In silence, Murong Zhongyi stared at Fu Yuanzhuo and Murong Yusi and said with a smile: "Since they are very important friends, then just wait." He looked around, "You people, what do you think about Sisi's wedding?" You can spend any amount of money, but losing money can’t be done? Tell me, what’s the difference between spending money and losing money? In fact, it’s not just for yourself, it’s just active and passive. What’s more, losing money on stocks? Isn't it that it won't come back? Let me tell you, whether you are a person or a business, you must overcome this mentality. You will feel uncomfortable when you suffer a loss. The truth of the world is really the way of heaven. You young people, you have to look at it and study it hard!"

Seeing that his father-in-law was so easy to talk to, although the others did not speak to refute, their low mood was clearly written on their faces. Fu Yuanzhuo was embarrassed to put his father-in-law into trouble. Even though he felt that he should wait no matter what, he He is no longer a person, he is in a complex social relationship, like a spider, he can only carefully maintain the web he has weaved to prevent himself from falling into the wandering cold wind.

He remembered that when he was a child, he dreamed that he would grow up quickly so that he could play games to his heart's content and do whatever he wanted. But reality is not like that. Human beings are so good at restraining others and so good at imprisoning themselves. We are present, witnesses, bystanders, and participants in the entire world. No one can escape, and we all have to survive in the cracks between people. Even if you choose to live in isolation, the books you read, the questions you think about, the people and things you miss and despise will all surround you, making it impossible for you to truly stay away. He also thought that even if he was as strong as Cheng Mo, he would not be able to gain freedom. Perhaps true freedom never existed, just like the future was unreachable.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuanzhuo felt tired again. He thought that Tongtong would not mind not waiting for her, but what if Cheng Mo came too?

"How is that possible? He must still be cleaning up the mess in Paris."

When a person is young, friends are the heavier weight in the spiritual balance. As one grows up, family gradually becomes more important. Fu Yuanzhuo didn't know whether time had changed everything or whether interests had changed everything. Or perhaps, what those weights mark is not the weight, but the scale of time. Parting is the eternal theme of life, but it is just a sequence. Since life is destined to be like this, what is the meaning of encounter?

He didn't know why he was so sentimental on his big day, inexplicably wanting to fight or cry. But he looked around half a circle and saw the expectant eyes of his relatives and the old faces of his parents. He was shocked to realize that feelings are a heavy burden, a blood-thirsty kiss, and we ourselves are just boxes to store memory fragments. .

In short, at this moment, he chose to compromise. He smiled and said, "Dad, forget it, just do what my brother said. Wait another fifteen minutes. If Tongtong hasn't arrived yet, just go through the process." , while waiting"

Everyone was relieved when they heard what Fu Yuanzhuo said.

Yu Yafan was afraid that Fu Yuanzhuo would regret it, so she quickly said: "Since my brother-in-law also thinks this is good, then let's do it." She pushed Murong Yongrui, "Go backstage quickly and inform Xiao Liu to get ready."

"it is good."

Just as Murong Yongrui was about to turn around, he heard Murong Zhongyi say: "Yongrui, wait." He paused, "Don't be eclectic, it will appear that you have neither the courage to take a step forward nor the ability to do so." Make the right judgment. No matter whose wedding it is, I want to say that if you are not willing to wait for a moment, what is sincerity? So those insincere blessings are irrelevant. What matters is those who are willing to wait. people, and people who have traveled thousands of miles to come.”

(End of this chapter)