The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

As soon as Ji Wenfeng ran to a place where there was no one, the WeChat in his pocket rang. Someone at him in the class group, he saw that the photos of him and Lu Rong were spread so quickly. In the photo, he is wearing a formal attire, kissing Lu Rong in a wedding dress on his side, and a peace dove and balloons fly high against the sunset behind him. The priest's hands have just been released from their heads, and it seems that they are just clapping in the usual way. Under the glorious Lycra lens, this is a perfect wedding photo with a far-reaching artistic conception.

Lu Rong just ran into the dressing room and just took off his veil when he received Li Nanbian's WeChat.

Li Nanbian: Boss, Ji Wenfeng can't be the school grass.

Li Nanbian: He married his childhood sweetheart [photo.jpg]

Li Nanbian: It’s said that his wife’s family eats black and white, and she is almost as rich as Ji’s. The secretary of the municipal party committee of S city is her wife’s uncle. Supermodels, don’t supermodels have a list? She was in the top 50 last year, with an annual income of over 10 million, and is now pregnant.

Li Nanbian: Female classmates who used to like Ji Wenfeng are now scolding him for scumbags. Married women and men are not as good as dogs.

Lu Rong: "..."

He looked at the description of Ji Wenfeng's wife on the screen, and his mind was blank-does this description have a dime worthy of his Lu Rong? !

Lu Rong shook his head, the distortion and reprocessing in the process of spreading the information was truly breathtaking.

However, this was rare good news for him. He asked Li Nanbian: "Let Yan Gou collect all the wedding photos." He wanted to see how much went out and if there were any positive photos of him.

Li Nanbian: "Huh?"

Lu Rong: "Hurry up!"

While conveying the task to Yan Gou, Li Nan thought about Lu Rong's strange request: Is he interested in Ji Wenfeng or Ji Wenfeng's wife? Oh... Maybe he wants to see what the school grass wife looks like? The boss is not such a gossip.

While Lu Rong posted a WeChat message, it is said that Ji Wenfeng, the niece of the secretary of the municipal party committee of S city and the groom of the global supermodel tp50, had skipped class and clarified in the next class group. Zhao Yiheng has been arranging him in the group, saying that he was climbing Gao Zhi'er with a little white face. The eldest lady of the secretary of the municipal party committee originally ignored him, but Ji Wenfeng made his belly bigger, and Fengzi got married, which was a personal image of him. Caused devastating damage.

Ji Wenfeng couldn't help but stand up and explain: "That's a mistake, this is my brother."

Girl A: "Have you heard it! This is not Ji Wenfeng himself! This is his brother!"

Girl B: "Twin brothers?"

Girl C: "Nonsense! Don't you see this looks exactly the same!"

Ji Wenfeng’s clarification message ran through the school’s large and small groups at the speed of light, and the girls would never survive! ! ! Ji Wenfeng is still single, there is hope for everyone! It’s just hope that brings pressure too—Ji Wenfeng’s twin brother married the niece of the municipal party committee secretary of s city and a top 50 supermodel in the world. It’s really an Alexander to have such a concubine! Basically 80% of the girls in the school announced their weight loss in the Moments that night.

Yan Gou naturally conveyed Ji Wenfeng's clarification message to Lu Rong immediately: "It's okay, it's his brother."

Lu Rong was about to faint: Isn't Ji Wenfeng forced to tell people not to know their relationship before? In a blink of an eye, he sold him for his personal image? Now the whole grade knows that he is the adopted son of Ji's family, and he wears women's clothing. Should he still be mixed up in Chengnan?

Yan Gou released a screenshot of the class group of class 1. Ji Wenfeng said dryly: I made a mistake, this is my brother. A group of people underneath were all kneeling and licking: the younger brother is exactly the same as the older brother! Twins!

Li Nanbian said in the group: "So it is Ji Wenfeng’s twin brother who married the niece of the municipal party committee secretary of s city and the global supermodel tp50. He is still single and has great commercial value. He also brought his twin brother into a celebrity. With his brother-in-law, there is a huge demand for their wedding photos now. Some people want his brother's formal photos to stick on the bedside. Anyway, they are exactly the same; others want his brother-in-law's photos. , If we can find the face of the lady..."

Lu Rong: "Don't!"

Li Nanbian: "?"

Lu Rong thought of an excuse: "Don't let go of the underage wedding photos. Who knows if it's illegal."

Yan Gou knelt and licked: "The boss is still thinking about it."

Lu Rong collapsed on the sofa, and the makeup artist applied makeup remover to his face. Thank God, thank God, and thank the students in Chengnan for their gossiping imagination, he finally escaped the catastrophe-getting married is really exhausting and exhausting, and no one came here to talk nonsense.

Seeing the development of the situation in a weird direction, Ji Wenfeng silently put the phone in his suit trouser pocket without further explanation.

Just treat him as having a twin brother.

Ji Wenfeng settled the rumors in the school and walked to the photographer and said: "The rehearsal is over, and today's video is deleted."

The photographer looked at the video inside: "Well...it's a pity."

Ji Wenfeng repeated: "Delete all."

The photographer shuddered: "Okay."

Ji Wenfeng raised his eyes to the dressing room. The door of the dressing room was open, and Lu Rong sat in front of the makeup mirror to remove his makeup.

Ji Wenfeng said to the photographer: "Wait a minute, copy it to me first, and then delete it."

Photographer: "Right! I also think it's so memorable!"

Ji Wenfeng got all the image data from the photographer, and slowly enjoyed it with his mobile phone. He stared at Lu Rong's side face holding a bouquet of flowers, standing noble and glamorous by the lake, and kissed his mobile phone quietly: He got the treasure of Lu Rong.

"If he is not obedient one day, I will set our wedding photos as mobile phone wallpapers." Ji Wenfeng put away his mobile phone contentedly, sat down at the dining table calmly, and poured himself a glass of victory wine. .

Ji Tong learned that the two children had helped them complete the rehearsal, and the anxiety reached level ten: "No, we have to go again by ourselves."

Fang Qing comforted him: "Lao Ji, don't do this, trust Xiaofeng and Rongrong, but also trust the staff here, tomorrow will be very smooth. The wedding is just a wedding, and it will pass after it has passed. What do you know? Is the question really imminent?" She cast her eyes on Ji Wenfeng who was holding a goblet and drinking red wine not far away.

"You haven't had a good talk with him yet." Fang Qing looked at Jitong sincerely. "He is only 16 years old, and he has begun to drink his sorrows. Facing the pain of reorganizing the family, he must be very stressed."

Ji Tong nodded: "Yeah."

Fang Qing shook his hand: "You should go to Xiaofeng to chat, I should go to Rongrong to chat, tonight is very difficult for them. They have been with us before, and now we suddenly It’s going to belong to someone else... tonight should be a bachelor party for our mother and your father and son."

Ji Tong suddenly realized: "Oh-it makes sense." The bachelor party, it sounds super wonderful, he can play games with Xiaofeng.

Fang Qing stood up and kissed his profile, and went to the locker room to find Lu Rong. Ji Tong walked to sit next to Ji Wenfeng and cleared his throat: "...Xiaofeng, tomorrow, Dad will get married. Tonight is the last day when Dad will be yours alone."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Ji Tong: "If you have any confusion or complaints, you can tell your dad. My dad knows that you have wronged you during this time."

Ji Wenfeng played with his mobile phone: "...I wish you happiness."

"Thank you, but I'm not sure if I can be happy." Ji Tong poured himself a glass of wine anxiously, and murmured, "I only became a groom at 40, unlike you. You stand on the wedding lawn, so Young, so dazzling, but I am still old."

Ji Wenfeng turned to Lu Rong's scissor-hands and pouting-mouth photos of Lu Rong at the camera, smiled, and stared at the screen, comforting his father with the gesture of someone passing by: "Anyone who gets married will be nervous. It has nothing to do with age. My experience is: take a deep breath ."

Ji Tong took a few deep breaths: "...not much better. She is a very amazing woman, very beautiful. Compared with her, I am ordinary and stereotyped and boring. I don't know how to behave better in front of her. What if she gets tired of me someday? I may not have any time left to heal my injuries. I'm all 40."

Ji Wenfeng raised his head and stared at his dad: "You are a very attractive man."

Ji Tong: "Really?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Well, you are super rich."

Ji Tong said in frustration: "It's not about money! Xiaofeng, not everything can be solved with money!"

Ji Wenfeng hummed with reservations, expressing his disapproval of the high degree of this sentence, and turned to Jin Monroe's wedding climax movie shot with Huawei glory. They really looked like they were kissing at the wedding: "That's just a price tag. Not high enough, or the timing is immature.” For example, when Lu Rong bought him a three-million-dollar Ferrari when he was just learning his driver’s license, he would definitely be willing to wear women's clothing again and take a set of wedding photos.

"What have you been watching since just now?" Ji Tong couldn't help looking at his screen with his head open, and Ji Wenfeng hurriedly turned his hand off.

"I will be the groom tomorrow." Ji Tong said angrily. "Today is our father and son's bachelor party, but you only know how to play with mobile phones!"

"Take a deep breath, relax, you are overwhelmed." Ji Wenfeng patted his shoulder lazily and stood up.

Ji Tong: "Where are you going? Aren't you playing games with me?"

Ji Wenfeng raised his hand and shook his phone: "I'm not free today, I want to cut the video."

Ji Tong poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it. He must be the most bitter bridegroom in the world.

On the other side, Fang Qing took Lu Rong to the most famous bar recently: "Let's stay overnight tonight, my mother." As he said, he pushed a glass of cocktail in front of Lu Rong.

There was pole dancing on the stage, and it was done by men.