Smashed the TV and turned on the gas [ABO]

In July, which is the most leisure time for the Internet enthusiasts, Ye Zixing and Fu Qianzhong's love affair is stumbling, there is a Fan actor, there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, and in the end they are married in a high-profile way.It was like a plot that should be in a golden hit show at [-] o'clock. Naturally, it became the best melon of this month. Passing spectators, experienced black fans, rational netizens, and speculative media all participated in it.

But in a few days, the number of fans on Ye Zixing's homepage increased by nearly half, and even the interaction volume of Qianyu's official blog was frighteningly high.

The photos Yep Xing posted earlier were taken out, and a certain group called "Sincere" rose up quietly at some point, holding high the banner, calling Fan Sibai a mistress, and wishing Yep Xing and Fu Qianzhong a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Ye Zixing simply felt that this group of people were too discerning, so he forwarded it directly, and scolded with them, and the chaos was turned upside down again, calling the names of the three people to be popular again.

And the climax and end of this melon is probably today's wedding.

Bei Jiaxin didn't think about the wedding starting at 01:30, even if she arrived at [-]:[-], she would be blocked by reporters and fans.She has been a blocker for so many years, and it was the first time she experienced what it was like to be a celebrity, and she realized that they did not bring security because they hated fans, but to save their lives.

But the wedding scene was very quiet, the huge floor was completely covered, and it was empty at first glance.

Bei Jiaxin sent a message to Ye Zixing but didn't get a response. She thought she was still busy at the moment, so she didn't continue to disturb, and just walked a few steps around the venue by herself.

The basic layout is still warm, pink roses are everywhere, but there are some glass pillars that look a bit cumbersome to Bei Jiaxin, and are separated from the dining table.

She walked slowly around the dining table, her high-heeled shoes stepped on the thick carpet without making a sound, until she reached the entrance of a very large hall, and suddenly heard a man say: "At that time, I thought you were surprised by such a small amount of money." It's embarrassing."

Bei Jiaxin took a few steps over there, and saw two people, one tall and one short, standing in front of a glass cabinet, leaning on each other.

Bei Jiaxin didn't make a sound, and they didn't notice her, continuing their conversation.

Ye Zixing's hand touched the glass cabinet, lighting the eight-digit watch: "Did you really dislike me at that time?"

The floor where they got married was the same floor and the same hall where Versiti entered China for the first reception three years ago, and Ye Zixing was looking at this floor. He once pointed to Fu Qianzhong and sighed in his heart. Such an expensive watch.

"No." Fu Qianzhong changed his words again, "At that time, I thought you were quite cute."

Ye Zixing didn't quite believe him, and tilted his head slightly, staring at Fu Qianzhong's chin distrustfully.

Fu Qianzhong hurried up to kiss the top of his head, and explained with a strong desire to survive: "Then why would I bring you here and no one else? Your clothes don't even fit."

Ye Zixing said in surprise: "You remember this too?"

Fu Qianzhong hummed, Bei Jiaxin couldn't see the expressions of the two of them, and couldn't hear them very clearly, but felt that he was very nasty for no reason, and said, "I remember everything about you."

Ye Zixing's reaction was similar to hers, she vomited ungratefully, and complained: "You old man has become more and more disgusting recently."

Fu Qianzhong said with a smile: "The day of the wedding is not gross, when is it gross?"

But Ye Zixing said: "On the bed."

Bei Jiaxin blushed a little when she heard this, and hesitated whether she should go out to say hello, but Ye Zixing changed her style and asked suddenly: "Then do you remember what clothes Fan Sibai was wearing at that time? What expression? And What did you say?"

When Bei Jiaxin heard the word Fan Sibai, she couldn't help but move forward a little.

Fu Qianzhong paused for a few seconds, then he said, "I remember you said that I was your boyfriend."

Ye Zixing snorted contemptuously: "I remember."

"I remember that he was dressed very nicely that day, a small suit and overalls, he looked like a little prince," Ye Zixing recalled, "but he had a straight face and was so indifferent to you. I saw you staring at him from a distance. I feel poor when I think my clothes are all pins."

Bei Jiaxin immediately recalled the picture of Fan Sibai's fan circle that day, in the picture he was smiling like a flower at the camera, really like a little prince.

But Bei Jiaxin never thought about what Fan Sibai's indifferent expression would be like that day.

Fu Qianzhong leaned a little closer to Ye Zixing's side, with one hand vainly wrapping around Ye Zixing's waist, tilting his head slightly, as if looking at him very intently.

"But I seemed to be a little drunk at the time. After thinking about pins, I remembered the expensive cosmetics on my face. I didn't feel shabby all of a sudden, and I felt like a lady." Ye Zixing said again.

He raised his head and looked at Fu Qianzhong, and suddenly smiled: "That's why I dared to come here and say big things."

"It's not a lie." Fu Qianzhong said quickly.

"Ok?"

Bei Jiaxin saw Fu Qianzhong leaned forward again, he was taller, and this time finally completely blocked Ye Xing.

"It finally came true," Fu Qianzhong's voice was very low and gentle, Bei Jiaxin had to work hard to hear it vaguely.

Fu Qianzhong caged Ye Xing, and the two of them spread out on the glass cabinet, facing a three-year-old watch, and said something three years later: "If it finally comes true, it is not a lie, it is a prophecy."

After all, Bei Jiaxin didn't go out, and the voices of the two became softer and softer, one turned their head and the other lowered their heads, leaving a lingering silhouette in front of the glass.

After three o'clock, the number of people in the venue gradually increased, and Ye Zixing saw the message of the clamshell, regretful and guilty, ran over and grabbed Bei Jiaxin's hand to apologize.

He seemed very happy again, couldn't help laughing, his eyes were squinted together, revealing a little bit of dark eyes.

Only then did Bei Jiaxin realize that Ye Zixing's smile was so sweet when she looked so closely.

She couldn't help laughing too, and congratulated him.

In fact, before coming here, Bei Jiaxin had a lot of worries. She was afraid of seeing the true face of her idol, afraid of the embarrassment of meeting netizens, afraid that she would lose face at the wedding if she couldn't make it to the stage, and the worst fear was that she didn't know how to face Ye Zixing.

But when they actually met, Ye Zixing smiled at her with corners of his mouth bent, and called her clamshell, Bei Jiaxin realized that those worries were unnecessary.

Because in her case, Ye Zixing is Ye Ye first, a friend who has known each other for many years, shares thoughts, and complains to each other, and then Ye Zixing.

The social status is as high as Fu Qianzhong, even a wedding is not a purely private event, the greetings between the guests are indispensable, and the business bragging will start before the toasting begins.

Ye Zixing couldn't help, and didn't want to help, so he grabbed Bei Jiaxin to visit.

He talked a lot today, chattering endlessly, from when Fu Qianzhong and him first met to make him angry, he told Bei Jiaxin in a flash, until he passed by the watch in the afternoon, and then slowly stopped.

Bei Jiaxin had a premonition, and sure enough, Ye Zixing paused, then pointed to the watch and connected the beginning and end of what he said in the afternoon, and said it again.

"You are not surprised." Ye Zixing said that he was thirsty, drank a saliva, and continued, "I am very popular now, how many people dig our love story."

Bei Jiaxin didn't think about whether to tell the truth for a moment, Ye Zixing came up to him, and said in a sly way: "By the way, do you have any celebrities you like, maybe some will come today, I will ask you for WeChat. "

Bei Jiaxin had no choice but to tell him: "I'm not chasing stars."

Ye Zixing seemed rather disappointed: "Ah, then you sure don't quarrel usually?"

Bei Jiaxin: "Huh?"

"That's such a pity," Ye Zixing said enthusiastically, "It's very interesting to scold people. A few days ago, I scolded Fan Sibai for being a mistress. This is the first time that so many people scolded me together. It's super cool!"

When Ye Zixing said this, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, his eyelashes curled up, and he blinked back and forth with his expression, Ye Zixing was like this, if Bei Jiaxin saw Ye Zixing on the Internet a month ago Saying this, she might be so angry that she would curse at others, but now that she is face to face with Ye Zixing, she suddenly finds that she can no longer hate her.

And not just because Leaf Star is a leaf.

What's more, Ye Zixing said the most annoying words on his mouth, but his eyebrows and eyes were clean as hell.Just like Ji Gong said that wine and meat have pierced the intestines, Ye Zixing's mouth is so vicious, no matter how human he looks, he can't do any bad things.

"Huh?" Ye Zixing waved his hand in front of Bei Jiaxin, "I said my wedding is about to start, why are you still in a daze."

Bei Jiaxin came back to her senses, pointed to Fu Qianzhong on the stage, and said to him, "Go, your husband is waiting for you."

The music sounded, Ye Zixing talked all the way, and finally got to do today's business.

The wedding planned by Fu Qianzhong seemed to require all the ceremonial plots in the world to stop. The banquet had to be arranged, the rings had to be changed, and a priest had to be found to swear the oath.

When the music reached its climax, Ye Zixing just ran to Fu Qianzhong's body in full view of everyone, asking him to hug him.

Fu Qianzhong also hugged him, still holding the microphone in his hand, saying that everyone is welcome to attend his wedding.

The following wedding process was lackluster, but it was just swearing, exchanging rings, and saying I would.

There was thunderous applause from the audience.But Ye Zixing is special. After saying yes, he will also be a great prophet: "We will have a good relationship for a hundred years and grow old together!"

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