At the end of August, Yuyuanhui Resort Hotel in Xihong City.
The receptionist wearing a festive red dress stood at the hotel entrance with a smile. The security guard in the yard placed bright bouquets around the fountain, creating a layered garden landscape. From time to time, he communicated through the intercom hanging on his shoulder. The planners standing on the roof communicated to determine whether the placement was correct and whether fine-tuning was needed.
The elegant purple is wrapped around the stone pillars in front of the door, and the green maple trees hang down strips of bright ribbons. People who pass by will know that a grand wedding will be held in this hotel as soon as they see the decoration.
Gala~
The iron fence at the door opened automatically, and a white Maserati Quattroporte drove into the hotel from outside.
Charlotte was wearing a rooster suit, no, a rooster costume, sitting in the back of the carriage with her legs crossed, her hands constantly slapping her knees: "I said Zhang Yang, how long have you been driving? Isn't it here yet?"
"We're here, we're here, brother, look outside, isn't it the hotel where the wedding is being held?"
When Charlotte heard this, she straightened up and looked outside. This security guard, this flower pond, this fountain, this layout...how come they are so familiar? Seems like I've seen it somewhere.
He thought and thought, until the CEO of Maserati stopped at the door of the hotel and saw the doorman in a red dress and bearskin hat. He suddenly understood. No wonder he looked familiar. This was not the wedding held by Qiu Ya before time travel. place?
The president of white Mastela, Yuyuanhui Resort Hotel, the doorman dressed like the Queen of England's guard...
"Zhang Yang, did you do this on purpose?"
"What's intentional? Brother, I don't understand."
In the rearview mirror was Zhang Yang's puzzled face.
"I said you chose this car on purpose, right?"
"Yeah, it's windy outside today. If you drive a Ferrari over, it's easy to ruin your hair. That Bentley, it's a bit old-fashioned for a wedding, and it doesn't match your image, Brother Luo. But this Maserati, I think it's pretty good. good."
Don't tell me, it's really true.
Although Charlotte was unhappy, she didn't think much about it. After all, she drove a borrowed car and wore rented clothes when she didn't travel through time. Ma Dongmei had saved her share of the money. Now her car is hers, her clothes are hers, and her identity is hers. It’s different. The godfather of the music industry, the big star Charlotte, is there anyone among his classmates who can be better than him?
Lin Yue?
He can't. .
"Go, go." Zhang Yang shooed the doorman aside and opened the door himself: "Brother, come on, be careful."
Charlotte shook off her rooster suit and walked inside with her head held high.
Zhang Yang patted the car keys into the doorman's hand, told him to be smart, then bowed his head and chased after him.
Near the stairs is the concierge desk. Two waitresses in red skirts stand smiling. Not far away, two men are talking quietly.
He was not interested in this and hurriedly went to the auditorium on the second floor to find Qiu Ya.
Pa~
He snapped his fingers and pointed to the concierge desk.
"oh."
Zhang Yang suddenly woke up, walked over with a smile on his face, and took out two red envelopes from his pocket. One was bulging with money, while the other was quite deflated.
"Here, this is the gift, Brother Luo's, it's mine."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tall man who was talking to the middle-aged man next to him turned around and said, "Zhang Yang!"
"Da... Dachun?"
Dachun opened his arms and walked forward, but in the blink of an eye he saw Charlotte in a rooster costume in front of him, and immediately turned around and headed towards his best buddy in high school.
Zhang Yang jumped away, a little embarrassed, and glared at the two waiters who were covering their mouths and snickering: "Go, why are you laughing?"
"Charlotte!"
"Big spring!"
The two people over there who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years hugged each other.
"Dachun, are you okay?"
"Okay, okay." Dachun slapped Charlotte on the back: "What about you? Charlotte? Oh, I forgot, you are a big star and I can often see you on TV."
"By the way, Dachun, who are you going to marry today? Why is it not written on the invitation?"
It took Charlotte a long time to break free from his arms, and quickly changed the subject to distract the big man.
"Charlotte, I'm guarding the door just for this matter. You must be careful later. It's best to wait until the ceremony starts before showing up."
"Why?"
"Dongmei, Dongmei is still angry with you. He won't let me send you an invitation. But when I think about such a big thing as getting married, I have to ask my buddies to support me, otherwise I will look too pretentious. Yes Bar?"
"Oh." Charlotte nodded, then raised her head suddenly: "What did you say? Are you going to marry Ma Dongmei?"
"Yes, it's all thanks to you. If you hadn't told me that you have to be thick-skinned and stalk a girl to pursue her, how could I have persisted for fourteen years and finally married her home."
Fourteen years?
He is really good, only Dachun can do this kind of thing.
Charlotte patted Dachun's arm: "Well done, I wish you happiness."
In the TV series, after sleeping with Qiu Ya for a long time, Charlotte remembered Ma Dongmei's kindness and went back to find someone to get back together. Here, he and Qiu Ya had nothing to do with each other. The goddess was even snatched away by that super annoying guy. As the saying goes, what you can't get is the last thing you can get. Okay, naturally I won’t have the same consciousness as in the movie. After going around and over, I still feel that Ma Dongmei is suitable for him.
"By the way, are all the classmates here?"
"A few have come, and they are all sitting on it."
"Where's Qiu Ya?"
"Here we go, helping Dongmei put on her wedding dress from behind."
Upon hearing that Qiu Ya was coming, Xia Luo felt excited.
"Okay, Charlotte, I will go to the back to find Dongmei now. After you and Zhang Yang go in, find a place far away from the ceremony and sit down. The ceremony will start soon. Even if Dongmei sees you coming, she will not be able to do anything."
"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you're already a mess."
"Why am I being so stupid? I'm thinking about your safety."
Xia Luo recalled Ma Dongmei's aggressiveness and couldn't help but shuddered: "Okay, go ahead."
As soon as Dachun took a step forward, he pulled him back again: "Where is Lin Yue? Is Lin Yue here?"
"He said the plane was late and he might be late for a while."
"oh."
Charlotte nodded and sent off Da Chunhou and Zhang Yang. They walked up the stairs to the second floor. When they opened the door, there was a red carpet leading to the ceremony stage. There was an arch made of flowers in the middle. There were dining tables on both sides, which were already full of guests. , there are quite a lot of them, some of them are wearing gold and silver, and they look like they have a lot of background.
"There are no rich relatives in the Dachun family, right? Ma Dongmei is a widow, so these people... Zhang Yang, do you know what Dachun and Ma Dongmei are doing now?"
"I don't know." Zhang Yang shook his head: "Brother, didn't you let him buy a house?"
yes.
Charlotte figured it out. Before leaving Xihong City, he told Dachun not to go to college and use all the money to buy a house. As long as this guy is obedient, will he still worry about not making money? From 1998 to 2012, housing prices in Xihong City increased almost tenfold. As long as relatives follow suit, creating a group of wealthy people will naturally not be a problem.
"Charlotte, hello, big star, here..."
At this time, a seductively dressed woman waved to them.
Many people looked towards the door because these two words were so famous. Xia Luo remembered what Dachun had told her just now, and quickly pulled Zhang Yang away to follow the sound. However, when she got closer, she realized that she didn't recognize her at all.
Look at this outfit. She has big waves, a face of powder, and aunt-colored lipstick. Her eyeshadow is as heavy as ink. The key is that her frame is so big that she doesn’t look like a woman at all.
Zhang Yang quickly protected Charlotte behind him and looked at her warily: "Who are you?"
"Me? Zhang Yang, you don't even recognize me? Your deskmate is Meng Te."
"Ah...ah? Are you Monte?"
Zhang Yang not only stuttered when he spoke, but his legs were trembling. He used to restrain himself, but now is he... transgender?
Meng Te blinked and said shyly: "My name is no longer Meng Te now, but my name is Meng Tejiao."
Zhang Yang almost fell to the ground.
"You are so early."
At this time, a male voice from behind interrupted the conversation between the three of them. Charlotte turned around and looked, oh, isn't this Yuan Hua? Look at this appearance, with a shiny mohawk, casual suit and black shirt, he looks like a successful young man.
He also returned to China for Dachun's wedding? No, Xia Luo thought about it carefully and realized that Yuan Hua was probably here for Qiu Ya.
"summer……"
"Shhh."
Charlotte pointed to the guests.
Yuan Hua understood. He was afraid that others would know that the big star was there and come to watch or ask for autographs, which would have a bad influence on other people's weddings.
Little Hei Sunfei waved to a few people: "Stop standing. Standing is irritating. Sit down quickly."
Zhang Yang quickly pulled a seat for Xia Luo and waited for his eldest brother to sit down.
At this moment, the fat girl, who had been smiling with her lips pursed, and whose tonnage remained unchanged after more than ten years, stood up: "Gangya Girl is here."
When she was in her senior year of high school, she had the best relationship with Gangya Girl.
Several people turned to look, and sure enough they saw Chang Mingxia walking in carrying a Hermès bag.
But that's not the point. The point is the person behind her.
Lin Yue.
