It's a very funny scene.

"Little ghost of the Xia family, this is not a place for you to go wild, even if you are a gossip, it will not be your turn." Zhuo Wenwu finally opened his mouth to break the deadlock, seemingly blaming Gui San, but in fact, there was more meaning in his words, more like a warning to everyone on the scene.

Gui San pursed his lips, although he looked reluctant, he still couldn't stand Zhuo Wenwu's almost coercive eyes. honestly returned to his seat and sat down, looking at Erlang's legs, a little bit of showing off his might.

Even though there were already many people present who were not happy to see this outrageous Gui San, no one was willing to provoke such a guy, because of the Xia mentioned in Zhuo Wenwu's mouth, they could also figure out which class this Xia belonged to if they thought about it with their butts.

Background.

Zhao Kuang listened quietly to the restlessness outside, but he didn't pay attention to it, just leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette that was about to break, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"It's not like the look of a bridegroom." A somewhat familiar voice sounded in front of Zhao Kuang's eyes.

Zhao Kuangran, who lowered his head, raised his head, he was a guy who was not disgusting and also unlikeable, Zhuo Liangyu in a suit, this man with a demonic aura always looked at him like he was looking at a zoo monkey, which made Zhao Kuanglan very puzzled, whether he had entered a play that he didn't know again.

"Is it my turn to go out?" Zhao Kuang said lifelessly, his expression was as stiff as a machine, as if he was walking through the motions.

Zhuo Liangyu frowned, leaned against the wall like Zhao Kuangran, looked at the red plum cigarette butt that Zhao Kuangchao was holding in his hand, suddenly smiled, threw Zhao Kuangchao a Ninety-Five Supreme and said: "You don't know how much some people give up for today, and the children who don't know how much they are blessed in the midst of blessing." ”

Zhao Kuangran took the cigarette and burned it silently, how could he not know that he was a child who was in a blessing and did not know the blessing, but this child never thought that these experiences belonged to blessings, even from the first time he stood at a height that ordinary people could not reach, like the person Gong San'er hated the most, looking down on all living beings, but tirelessly climbing over every hill.

"If you can, if someone makes a mess at this wedding and spares their lives, just when I ≈dǐng≈diǎn≈ small ≈ say, .2▲3.os_ ↗(); Zhao Kuangran's last request was to bend over or kneel. Zhao Kuangran said silently, quietly experiencing the feeling of inhaling the cigarette into his lungs and then exhaling.

"I can't do this, I can only promise you half of it." Zhuo Liangyu said with a smile, in the past, he had seen through three points of Zhao Kuangchao, but now it is seven points.

"Half is enough." Zhao Kuang stepped on the cigarette indiscriminately, smiling bitterly, as if he was about to go to the execution ground, and Zhuo Liangyu behind him was the one who pressed him to the execution ground.

A man who is not outstanding can only be regarded as pleasing to the eye, and if this man is really called the protagonist today, then it must be a very abstract and abstract thing, but the reality is like this.

Zhao Kuang walked up to that position, standing in good spirits, but under the backdrop of so many red flowers, it was obvious that he was unsightly, and even beside Zhuo Liangyu, he was also an incompetent green leaf, like a hillbilly entering a high-end place, with a strong sense of disobedience.

But it's just such a hillbilly, but he has a straight waist, no timidity on his face, or a hint of something else on his face, a look that a hillbilly will never have in his life.

Zhao Kuangran looked at anyone at the scene, saw the little monkey, saw Wu Ming, and also saw Gui San who was looking at him with eyebrows, maybe everyone present was at the height of his Zhao Kuangchao team.

"Pretty handsome." Zhuo Yue looked at Zhao Kuangran, and whispered, the flush on his face seemed to be the most moving thing in the world, but in Zhao Kuangran's eyes, it was the thing he wanted to give up the most, Zhao Kuangran had never been confident in his charm, but there was a glimmer of hope, he hoped that Zhuo Yue would not fall in love with him, a person who was used to being displaced.

"It's kind of a person." Zhao Kuang touched his nose and secretly looked at this woman who was put in the past, and could be worthy of the princes of the Beacon Opera, but it was more difficult to adapt to this huge gap, and he always felt a little terrifying, and he couldn't tell whether the woman in front of him was Zhuoyue or not.

"You're just this diǎn ambition." Zhuo Yue said disdainfully, revealing a little bit of her nature, but the face that still had a faint smile was well concealed, in the eyes of the people in the audience, it could be called flirting and scolding, I don't know how many animals looked at Zhao Kuangchao like a machine gun, as if the eyes could kill people, Zhao Kuangchao might have already been scattered at this moment.

When all this love has been cultivated into the earth, Zhao Kuangran is like an old man who has seen through the world, looking at this qiē with a blank look, he is the most jealous person, the most unblessed person, and the most inferior and humble person.

"Today is a big day, Zhuo Yue is the best daughter of our Zhuo family, Zhao Xiaoyou is the son of Zhao Jinglei, a match made in heaven." Zhuo Wenwu said lightly, his voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, knocking on some people's hearts and some fragile things.

Maybe Zhao Kuangchao will only let people know that a toad ate swan meat, but this sentence of Zhao Jinglei's son makes people figure out, what the name Zhao Jinglei represents, as long as he is a clear-eyed person who is deeply rooted in Beijing, he will understand.

In the past ten years, the person who can leave a thunderous name, in addition to that Liu scissors, there is only one Zhao Jinglei left, what kind of concept is this? I believe that everyone present knows that this is also what Zhuo Wenwu wants to convey.

No one would have thought that Zhao Jinglei would leave a son, let alone that the son left by Zhao Jinglei would appear here, it seems that the remaining Zhao Jinglei's son will be like this, which is completely a miracle.

The scene of the dead silence suddenly became agitated, and everyone was talking, often with the word Zhao Jinglei in every sentence, it was this name that ignited the former Beijing, and the residual temperature left behind did not seem to have cooled down.

Of course, with discussions, there are more ugly and unsightly things, Zhao Kuang's expression is extremely calm, and in the face of this discussion and questioning that contains all kinds of life, only a look that people can't figure out.

A slightly cool hand grabbed him, Zhao Kuangran's body seemed to be touched by something, Zhao Kuangran turned his head, and saw a woman with a strange appearance but distress in his eyes, Zhao Kuangran didn't know why, his heart was twisted together by something, and then he threw it down, and finally fell to pieces, making people hurt so much that it couldn't hurt anymore.

Is he really worth it?

Originally, he thought that he could face this qiē, but he didn't know that in a small touch, the indestructible illusion created by qiē collapsed with a bang, those strong, those loneliness, those suffering, could not find any trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Messy !!!!" An incomparably harsh voice rang out at the end of the crowd.

The place of discussion fell silent for a moment, and everyone turned their heads, looking for the source of the voice.

Not far from the door, a young man dressed like a Taoist priest, and a stupid big man wearing the largest camouflage uniform, it seems that these two people are far more disobedient than Zhao Kuangchao on the stage.

Zhao Kuangran's eyelids jumped, as if something more shocking had happened, but his hand clenched the slightly cool hand even tighter, perhaps because he wanted to cherish it desperately, Zhao Kuangran didn't want to have it, didn't want to have anything, and would rather lose it.

The security guards rushed to the two brothers, and everyone looked at the two men with a very pessimistic look, as if they were looking at the two clowns, obviously, the two clowns chose the wrong place to perform.

Turtle San has already got up and shouted at the top of his voice, with the momentum of diǎn to help the master, maybe this is the first time that Turtle San has called Gong San'er as the master, maybe in the eyes of others, this is an out-and-out farce, but in the eyes of Gui San, it is the most gentleman and the most gentlemanly thing.

The little monkey Wu Ming and the two of them didn't get up calmly, but compared to the two of them, Gui San still couldn't resist the intention of doing something substantial, there was a Xia family behind Gui San who would not be provoked lightly, what was behind them? Even if they have a qiē in the eyes of the Dousheng people, on some occasions, the things behind them can't create the slightest confidence for them.

The security guard who was the first to approach this difficult brother was thrown out directly by Dayue, daring to make a move on this occasion, it can be completely proved that the two don't even want their lives, everyone looks at these two clowns from teasing to pitiful, as if they saw the fate of these two clowns, the beginning of the comedy, but it ended sadly, it seems that this is very in line with the style of this era.

"You know them?" Zhuo Wenwu, who had the most short temper, had a calm face, and even looked at this fearless young master with a hint of a smile, what could make this kind of guy work so hard? Zhuo Wenwu also couldn't think of it, but he just thought it was a little funny, but it definitely wouldn't mean ridiculous.

The most ridiculous should be those who laugh at what is ridiculous.

Zhao Kuang silently diǎn diǎn head, as if mentioning this, what is more to be proud of than being Zhao Jinglei's son, or being a member of the Zhao family.

"Just leave them alive, they can endure the most toss." Zhao Kuang said nonsense, but he looked at Gong San'er and Da Yue with a calm expression in front of almost half of the Beijing connections, maybe Gong San'er will brag about this matter desperately in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kuangran couldn't help but want to laugh, as if this was the most fortunate thing in the world.