Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 506 The Sedan (2)
Dotted on both sides of the road, with hearts, even the windows and walls are decorated with a lot of flowers.

Song Wang had asked someone to take care of it before, and this was the first surprise for Cheng Siqi—Jinxiu Huadao married her.

By ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining, and the streets and alleys from Cheng Siqi's house to Song's house had become a sea of ​​flowers, and all the sanitation workers were crying. There were many petals floating on the road, and there was no way to clean them.

At 10:30, municipal staff arrived at Song's home with a huge fine.

at the same time--
A group of handsome guys outside Cheng Siqi's residential area have not yet entered.

What are you doing, you are in a stalemate with a few kids in the corridor.

Cheng Siqi's family had no relatives, and most of the people present were classmates and friends. For convenience, many celebrities in the circle went directly to Song's mansion one day in advance.

But there were also many people in the same residential building, many children blocked the corridor door, and the driver uncle and Qin Shaoyou couldn't come to the front.

at the moment--
Zhao Qing and Fei Chuanyi stuffed the red envelope for the third time, but to no avail.

Song Wang was helpless, so he winked at Zhao Qing and let the fourth red envelope be stuffed, but the child in the door waved his hands again and again: "Enough is enough, no more red envelopes. Mr. Song sing a song for us!"

Sing?

Sing!

The crowd beside him couldn't help laughing, and the monkey leaned forward and said, "Our President Song has never sung before, children, please don't make things difficult for him."

"How is it possible? Sister Siqi sings very well!" A seven or eight-year-old child frowned deeply, lying on the crack of the door and yelling, "If the groom wants to sing, he won't be allowed in if he doesn't sing!"

"That's right, that's right, you won't be allowed in if you don't sing!" A group of children suddenly shouted enthusiastically.

The corridor door of Cheng Siqi's residential area has two tempered glass doors, and the dancing of the children was clearly seen by the crowd outside. Jin Yunqing pursed her lips and smiled, while Shao Zhengze had already let out a low laugh, looking at Song Wang with a depressed face. , hesitated: "Can you sing?"

"How about you sing for me?" Song Wang glanced at him.

"Thinking too much." Shao Zhengze glanced at him, and after all he was going to help him, and said to the child in the door, "The groom's uncle can't sing, can you find other uncles to sing for you?"

"Not good!" The children said in unison, looking at the crowd outside the door and shaking their heads in unison.

After a while, a child said: "It doesn't need to be so nice, you can sing any song you want! Uncle, sing quickly, it will be bad if you miss the auspicious time!"

"Hey!" Monkey raised his eyebrows and laughed, "These little devils still know that there is an auspicious time!"

Looking down at his watch, he said in surprise, "Brother, it's already eleven o'clock."

According to Qingcheng tradition, a group of people should enter the door at least at twelve o'clock. At that time, the bride's family will prepare a lunch banquet for the welcoming team.

After entering the corridor door, there is also the door of the house, and after entering the door of the house, there is the door of the bedroom. Oops, when will this be the end, the monkey will inevitably feel sad.

He looked nervous, and even many people who followed him became nervous.

Qi Shushua looked at Song Wang.

After all, marriage is a major event in life, and auspicious time is still very important.

Song Wang stretched out his hands to press between his eyebrows, cleared his throat, and the wedding host who followed quickly handed him the microphone in his hand. The cameraman, carrying the machine, stood on the steps in full force, waiting for him to speak.

A crowd waited to hear him sing, and some couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Song is always funny.

Song Wang closed his eyes slightly, looked inside and looked forward to the children, lowered his head, tried the microphone, and began to sing softly.

It's a soft and sad children's song.

low black sky

Bright stars follow

insects fly

insects fly

who are you missing

The stars in the sky are crying

Withered roses on the ground

cold wind

cold wind

as long as you are with me

insects fly

sleep with flowers

One pair after another is beautiful

He remembered the lyrics very accurately, and his voice was low and soft. As soon as he spoke, the group of people behind him froze and looked at him in disbelief.

His beautiful and neat eyebrows drooped slightly, and his bright red costume set off a delicate face like white jade. He sang softly, not like the Song Wang that everyone knew.

Shao Zhengze was close at hand, looking at him, goose bumps all over his body, and felt that he had just seen a ghost.

"Woooo, so sad!"

A little girl inside listened, pushed the thick-headed boy next to him, and yelled, "I hate it, open the door quickly and let the groom brother come in!"

"Oh!" The eight or nine-year-old boy was also sad, scratching the back of his head, and hurriedly opened the door.

The doors were wide open, and the children stood in two rows against the wall to make way.

Song Wang handed the microphone in his hand to the wedding host, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Shao Zhengze and Jin Yunqing, smiled slightly, swaggered his sleeves and entered the door.

this person...

The handsome guys behind him looked at each other, unable to complain.

The uncle driver and Qin Shaoyou who had come down earlier had already gone up first. Song Wang pressed the elevator and went up with the first few best men.

There are 54 people, and it takes several dials to take the elevator.

Song Wang went upstairs and stood outside the door.

It was Qin Shaoyou and Xiao Siyuan who were guarding the door. Before he could speak when he heard the commotion outside, Song Wang calmly ordered, "Ah Yuan, open the door for brother-in-law."

amount……

Xiao Siyuan's shoulders trembled, and he glanced nervously at Qin Shaoyou.

"Look at me, pretend I didn't hear it." Qin Shaoyou said depressedly, and said, "If you want a red envelope, how much do you think is better?"

"I dare not." Xiao Siyuan whispered, "He asked us to open the door."

"He just gets out of the way!" Qin Shaoyou had nothing to do with him, "Why do you listen to him so much?"

Two people inside were muttering to each other, Song Wang opened the door again and said, "Ah Yuan!"

"Ahem!" Zhao Qing, who followed closely behind, was amazed and reminded, "Brother, we are making a marriage proposal, please be gentle."

(End of this chapter)