In the early morning of the second day, Tang Muzhi dressed up, his medium-length hair was obliquely combed into three or seven points, and he also wore a slightly dazzling pure white slim suit under the prodding of his brother, which was very in line with his inverted triangle figure. Pure wool worsted fabric, high-end atmosphere, with a white shirt and a black bow tie, the makeup artist wore a bouquet of pure lily of the valley flowers under the neckline of his suit, and the straps of the bouquet showed a faint pink, which made his whole person look elegant and soft. People rely on clothes, Tang Muzhi's slender and tight figure, coupled with a neat and elegant suit, makes his whole person look more than a little more energetic, and has some exquisite romance and bookish atmosphere, and the deep, introverted and resolute temperament of the past is more free and easy by the clothes. After the clothes were completed, the photographers who accompanied him kept taking pictures of him, and everyone even said that the person who picked the clothes had taste, and this one was the best.

The suits were all customized two months in advance, Tang Muzhi remembered that this was still Yang Lie personally selected for him, but he didn't expect this "Young Master Yang" to have clothes as always, at that time he liked this one at a glance, and then asked the tailor to make two fits, and the other one was naturally worn by Yang Lie himself.

There were really a lot of people outside the changing room, Tang Muzhi's eyes swept over with a gentle smile, but he felt a little regret in his heart, and the burly Ru Duoji stepped forward and said with a smile: "The groom, welcome your relatives!"

Tang Muzhi has already exercised the ability to keep time in the kingdom of heaven, and he doesn't have to look at his watch to know that it has reached a quarter past eight, and it is time to greet his relatives, the team downstairs has been prepared, and the drivers in suits and leather shoes and black sunglasses are also meticulous one by one. Tang Muzhi got into the car, and Tang Ming asked him about his best man in the co-pilot.

"What, look down on my brother?" Tang Ming used the walkie-talkie to contact the people below at all times to ensure the normal progress of the wedding process, and at the same time turned slightly sideways and joked to Tang Muzhi.

Most of the wedding process was done with the help of Tang Ming, who was the elder brother, but there was one thing that Tang Muzhi specially told, that is, it was best for this best man to come and ask him to be the best man. Tang Ming saw that time was running out, so he suggested to him a few times to think about going on his own, but Tang Muzhi only said to wait.

"Brother Ming, wait a little longer." Tang Muzhi picked up his phone and shook it, "I asked Guangping, she can arrive at noon, and I think Guangshao will come too." Tang Ming pointed at him and smiled, "You two, you live like people in the old days, and now that communication is so convenient, you can't be contacted by phone!"

Tang Muzhi smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, Tang Ming opened the topic and said, "You forgot to give the red envelope of the makeup artist and camera just now, I'll ask someone to make up for it later."

"Oh, I was negligent."

"It's all like this, I married Qiu Yun like this, I used to have a good memory, and the whole person was stunned that day. But I don't think you're exempt from vulgarity." Tang Ming smiled and turned around to check the road conditions, this convoy is divided into inside and outside teams, and the front and rear cars are white Bentleys, which means "white heads to old age".

Tang Ming pointed to the front of the convoy and told Tang Muzhi an interesting story: if the front car of the wedding car uses a Mercedes-Benz, the tail car cannot use Santana, because there is a homophonic place for funeral. ….

Tang Muzhi smiled after listening to it, but he didn't expect that there was an article made by a homophonic stalk on it.

Today is Thursday, fortunately, in this era, there is no morning rush hour and evening rush hour in Guan County, the roads in the city are spacious and clean, there are not many vehicles coming and going, the wedding car convoy is moving smoothly, all the way is safe, and the camera car is always recording this magnificent process. Guan County is not big in the end, the convoy drove for 20 minutes, crossed the Anjiang River on the bridge and turned to Qingcheng Road, and then Tang Muzhi saw the door number stone of "Zhijingyuan", which is where Ye Kexin lived recently, a 120-square-meter river-view house. Comrades-in-arms, relatives and friends got out of the car, greeted Tang Muzhi from the car, a group of more than 20 people let off firecrackers and fireworks, and coaxed upstairs to enter the house to help Tang Muzhi knock on the bedroom door, this door naturally can't be opened easily, just listen to the October flowers and Ye Qiuyun competing with each other, October flowers:

"Tide! Who's making noise outside the door?"

Tang Muzhi listened to the coquettish tone and responded with a smile.

"If you want to take the girl away, leave the money to buy the girl!" October flowers grinned in the door.

"My lady is as beautiful as a flower

, not everyone can marry her home. It's not so easy to take such a beautiful person away, so send a red envelope first to see if it's sincere!"

"Is the bride beautiful? How beautiful is it?"

This bridesmaid blocking the door is really a test of eloquence, coupled with the coaxing of the surrounding brothers, he insisted that the two women inside were dragged for half an hour, and ordered Tang Muzhi to perform five or six talents, danced, sang, and played the guitar, he felt that he had never said so many words in his life, everyone wanted to see this serious person make a fool of himself, he tried his best, and felt that his tongue was going to be numb, and the red envelope was stuffed into one or twenty from the crack in the door, but he didn't open the door. It's still early, and the people around laughed and coaxed that this bride is too stubborn to marry, and Tang Muzhi has become a "rake ear" when she marries into the door, so it is better to be chic and happy with the brothers, after their trouble, the difficulty of opening the door has gone up to a new level, Tang Muzhi felt helpless, and suddenly heard the sound of motorcycles bombing the street outside the street.

After a while, I heard a laughing joke from the corridor:

"Brother Guan'er, listen, I haven't seen you for a few years, and that kid can't even marry a daughter-in-law!"

"Exactly, exactly, haha!"

The latter's black pipe's tough timbre can be heard by others, but the former's hearty voice is only known to Tang Mu in the end.

Everyone opened the door and looked down, only to see two "drag racing parties" holding helmets and wearing colorful and green racing uniforms side by side, both of them were taller, taller men, burly, with a hard face, under a messy black medium and long hair, a pair of big and small eyes were very bright, he had some simple shaved beards, and his whole body exuded a tough guy charm with hormonal explosions, he raised his eyebrows, and squinted to see a familiar person, who was He Jingye, who had performed tasks together in Shennongjia back then. Later, he was also the old squad leader when Tang Muzhi joined the army.

"Lao He!" "Tube! You ruffian!" He Jingye was very surprised, I only heard a few days ago that there was an accident at the work of the black pipe, this time he couldn't come, he still felt regretful, he didn't see his people and heard his voice first, but he didn't expect him to come.

"Who is this?" He Jingye's eyes gestured to the person next to Heiguan'er, and saw that this person was twenty-four or five years old, with a well-proportioned figure, a black head, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a graceful manner, with a kind of upright and retro bookish atmosphere, but this acquired uprightness couldn't suppress the chic from his bones, and his temperament made him not have much sense of disobedience even if he was wearing a fancy racing suit.

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