The best boy on campus

Liu Boyang originally thought that the funeral of Old Man Hong more than a month ago was enough to cause a sensation, but he didn't expect that the funeral of Old Man Song was far ahead of him, no matter the number of people or the scale, it reached an unprecedented level in G City.huaixiu.bsp "Let's not talk about the ordinary citizens who came here to express their condolences, just talk about all the relatives of the Song family in City G and surrounding cities, more than 200 people came, no matter men, women, old or young, they all wore sackcloth and filial piety.And the [-]-odd members of the War Soul Hall, all under the leadership of the hall masters, wore black suits and white flowers, surrounded the entire cemetery, greeted the condolence guests, and maintained order at the scene.

There was an endless stream of heavyweight guests who came to send Mr. Song off on his last journey. Countless prominent business tycoons, political figures, cultural celebrities, etc. all sent their wreaths. Even the governor The high-ranking officials in the city also put aside the work at hand and personally sent the white envelopes, let alone the mayors, reporters and the like.Zhao Shuang's Memorabilia of Umeda was also included, and the whole scene was shocking. Liu Boyang had to marvel at Mr. Song's prestige and social influence once again.

Before the entire funeral ceremony began, the mourning and music stopped, and the audience was in a heavy silence. On the altar above the horizon, Song Jiayao, dressed in black and wearing a white scarf, was pushed out by her mother because her current physical condition had not fully recovered. She is weak, so she has to sit in a wheelchair to move around, but Song Jiayao's identity is completely different at this moment. She is showing up as the head of the new generation of the Song family, and everyone present can't help but envy her Respectful eyes.huaixiu.bsp; Song Jiayao's face no longer had the innocence and innocence of the past. Instead, she looked a little sad and bewildered. Looking at the tens of thousands of mourners below, she didn't know what to say. Lin led a large group of high-level leaders of the War Soul Hall, one left and one right, came out to stand beside her, and the audience was shocked immediately, and all the dissatisfied people lowered their heads.

Song Jiayao glanced at Liu Boyang gratefully, finally found the backbone, and then tearfully read the eulogy she had written to all the mourning crowd, and reiterated her grandfather's last will, the crowd was just a little commotion , but dare not have a loud question.

From now on, Liu Boyang has been upgraded to the level of honored guest of the Song family. Apart from Song Jiayao, he is the biggest in the entire Song family. All the family background and contacts accumulated by the old man after living for 80 years are basically left to these two young people. up.

Song Jiayao finished her eulogy with tears in her eyes. The funeral started. People below came up to bow and offer incense. Song Jiayao's mother was afraid that her daughter would be too sick, so she pushed her to the back.

Just when Liu Boyang, Yang Lin and others were about to go to the back to have a rest, suddenly the old cat rushed up and said to Liu Boyang, "Brother Yang! Guess who I saw down there?"

"Who?" Liu Boyang looked at this guy, his head was erect, and his face was full of panic. Could it be a ghost?

"Just now I was standing below offering incense to the old man on behalf of the Red Gate, and I saw a person exactly like old man Song standing not far from me! I almost thought the old man was a fraud! Go find someone to see , Is he still in the coffin?" The old cat said numbly!

Yang Lin glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of cheating corpses are not cheating corpses, are you delusional?"

The old cat said anxiously: "It's true, I did see it! That old man looks exactly like Mr. Song. If you don't believe me, ask Xiang Dong, he saw it just now!"

At this time, Zhang Xiangdong also came up from behind and said, "It's true! Brother Yang, that old man is like Mr. Song's twin brother. He's still downstairs now, why don't you go over and have a look?"

Liu Boyang and Yang Lin looked at each other, and decisively led Gao Zhenfei and Wan Ziliang and the others behind him to walk down quickly, "Brother Yang, look! That's the one offering incense!" Zhang Xiangdong pointed to an old man with a hunched body and bowing in front of the altar. .huaixiu.bsp;Liu Boyang glanced over there, and suddenly found that the old man was really the same as the old cat said, except that he was slightly taller, and he was almost carved out of the same mold as Mr. Song!

"Brother Yang, do you remember that before the old man died, he said that he had a big brother or something. Could this be his big brother?" Yang Lin reminded.

Liu Boyang nodded and said: "Remember! Fifth, you are responsible for keeping an eye on this man to see what he will do after the funeral. The old man asked me to pass a few words to him before he died, and don't let him go."

"Okay!" The old cat nodded heavily!

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The funeral ceremony lasted the whole morning. When all the mourning crowd had finished expressing their final condolences, Mr. Song's coffin was carried down from the mourning hall by a few brothers from the War Soul Hall. There was already a crematorium vehicle parked there. The old man's body was quickly loaded into the car and taken to the crematorium for cremation. The mournful atmosphere of the audience reached its peak. Countless Song family members ran and cried after the hearse like crazy, and countless people burst into tears.

Liu Boyang and others did not follow the hearse to the crematorium. They stood not far away, watching Song Jiayao crying and talking with the old man who looked very similar to Mr. Song, and finally Song Jiayao rushed into the old man's bed crying. In her arms, the pale old man hugged her tightly, and gently patted her soft shoulders to comfort her. The two talked for a long time, but Liu Boyang didn't hear a word. Out of politeness, he didn't bother her .

After the old man attended the funeral ceremony and finished talking with Song Jiayao, he withdrew decisively and left. Liu Boyang noticed that the car he was riding in was a Chinese-made red flag parked outside the cemetery, a very high-end one. And the officials accompanying him are simply amazing. For example, the governor and provincial party committee of province S can only hang their tails behind, and a level like Zhao Shuangmei is not even qualified to have close contact with the elderly. No.

Eight private bodyguards guarded the old man closely, one of them walked quickly to the big red flag, opened the car door, and asked the old man to get in the car. At the last moment, the old man nodded with all the officials of S Province Greetings ㊣(5), said hard, and then wanted to get in the car and leave.

But Liu Boyang thought for a while, and he couldn't just let him go. Mr. Song's last words hadn't been conveyed yet, so he took Yang Lin through the crowd, and came to the big red flag under everyone's astonished eyes. Several personal bodyguards looked at each other coldly, and stopped the two of them from approaching with their eyes!

The old man had already gotten into the car, but the car door was still open. He saw Liu Boyang and Yang Lin rushing in, and looked at them suspiciously.

"Grandpa, please stay!" After Liu Boyang approached, he deeply felt that within a few meters around the old man, there was a huge aura of a superior person, which made him almost out of breath. He was stronger than his grandfather Liu Tianlong back then. To be stronger by more than one level, he immediately didn't dare to make too much trouble, and only greeted him from a distance.

"What's the matter?" The old man's kind voice came out, looking at Liu Boyang and asking.