Chapter 1 Remembering a confused wedding

"This way! Hurry up, hurry up!"

Si Miao, in a white suit, just walked out of the dilapidated building of the small hotel, when he saw a row of pure black cars, which seemed to be waiting for someone.

Next to the red car at the head, the driver in white gloves waved at him with his toes raised, "It's time!"

Si Miao rubbed his eyes, and was urged to finally run two steps. The driver hurried to meet him. After seeing his appearance, he was stunned for a while, and then he opened the back door and shoved him into the back seat.

"You fasten your seat belts, we're leaving now."

The driver turned his head and explained to Si Miao, stepped on the accelerator, and made a gesture with his hand out of the window.

The black car behind started with the gesture, and the convoy slowly drove out of the alley.

This is an old road that stretches between the old city and the new city. The poor and the rich seem to be separated by this road.

On the left side of the road is the small hotel where Si Miao temporarily stayed last night, and on the right is a five-star hotel. Si Miao looked around, his eyes finally stopped on the rearview mirror, and he rubbed a few broken hairs on his forehead.

The wedding car driver's eyes also fell on the rear-view mirror, without him, the child looked too young and too good-looking.

The resentment of waiting for 20 minutes disappeared instantly, and the driver smiled and greeted: "I didn't sleep well last night? Young people like to stay up late, how old are you?"

Si Miao leaned on the seat, tilted her head and asked, "How old do you think I am?"

"Have you graduated from high school? I think seventeen or eighteen at most."

Si Miao smiled: "Seventeen or eighth marriage...that's illegal. I graduated from high school two years ago, and now I'm a sophomore."

After a pause, he said, "H Film Academy."

The driver was just about to ask him which school he went to, but he was blocked by one sentence, and he couldn't help but stunned, "Those who study movies...will become stars in the future. H-electricity is so difficult to test, did you pass the test once? ?"

Si Miao nodded. At this time, the driver answered a call. It sounded that the other party was asking about the progress. Si Miao took advantage of his time to answer the phone and squinted for a while.

In addition to taking classes during the day, Si Miao also sings part-time in a bar, three times a week. There was a customer who threw money last night. He didn't want to save others' face. He sang until the middle of the night and almost didn't get up this morning.

She didn't have time to take care of her hair, and she didn't iron the rented suit. She didn't look like a newlywed couple who was about to enter the palace of marriage.

But he didn't care, he didn't even bother to smooth the crease on his pants.

This is just a contract wedding, and the marriage certificate has not been received. After the two-year contract period has passed, everyone will be regarded as strangers, so there is no need to take this wedding seriously.

The driver saw that Si Miao was asleep. After hanging up the phone, he didn't talk to him again. The car ran smoothly for about half an hour. The driver whispered to him, "Sir, we're here."

Si Miao let out an "um", opened his eyes to thank him, and braced himself for the next situation.

According to the normal wedding process, the other party should come to pick up the relatives in person. Since they didn't come to pick them up, it means that the other party didn't take the wedding seriously, which was quite to Si Miao's appetite.

But after all, it is a wedding, the other party doesn't care, and the other party's relatives and friends may not care, maybe they have already gathered around waiting to see him.

Si Miao took a deep breath and opened the door to get out of the car.

"...Master, are you sure you didn't drive it wrong?"

The convoy stopped at the entrance of a manor. Through the gothic-style carved iron gate, you could see the single-family villa standing inside, as well as two rows of dining tables outside the villa, and wooden chairs full of flowers.

Si Miao is not a native of H City, but he knows a little bit about the place in front of him - the famous wealthy area of ​​H City, only ten small manors have been developed on the huge land, and the price is outrageously high. The price is close to a soft sister coin.

The driver was stunned by his question, "...That's right, it's here."

"...Thank you." Si Miao thanked again, raised his legs and walked in, "It's hard work."

No wonder Si Miao suspected the driver, he still remembers the original words given to him by the matchmaking agency: "The other party is a small owner of an Internet cafe, and he can't make a few dollars a year. If he can give you 300,000 yuan, you can be content. This is what he saved. What about my wife Ben who has been there for several years!"

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't look like someone who can afford a house in this area.

It's probably a house you borrowed from relatives or friends.

There were not many people in the manor, and everyone was talking to each other. The waiter was busy bringing drinks to everyone and didn't pay much attention to him.

Si Miao did not encounter the situation of being watched, and walked to the iron gate alone.

The front foot stepped in, and a man in a white shirt came over with a smile, "Are you the groom? Come with me."

The man said a question, but he acted very firmly. After speaking, he turned around and left.

Si Miao followed him to the left corner, and the man pointed to the stool: "Wait here, I will call you when I need you."

As he said that, he folded a rose from the vase and put it in Si Miao's chest pocket, "If someone wants to talk to you, you just need to smile."

Si Miao understood what he meant: listen more, read more and talk less. Seeing that he was well behaved, the man left with peace of mind. Si Miao was bored and took out his phone.

Last night he was on stage all the time. It was too late when he left the bar. He didn't go back to the school dormitory. He just found a cheap small hotel.

After unlocking the lock screen, a text message and two WeChat messages popped up. Si Miao opened the text message, which was a scam, so he deleted it and opened WeChat again.

Zhou Jiayan: [Xiao Si, I heard that the male No. 4 in Director Guo's play is going to be replaced]

Zhou Jiayan: [Are you going to try it? 】

Zhou Jiayan is one of Si Miao's few friends. He is two years older than him. He filmed commercials when he was a child.

The group leader is the group leader of the extras. Zhou Jiayan has been the group leader for several years, and has thousands of eight hundred group performers. Si Miao met him when he was playing tricks.

Si Miao was not surprised that he could get some gossip.

The WeChat was sent at 8 o'clock last night, and Si Miao hurriedly typed: [Is the message accurate? 】

The response of the smart phone for charging the phone is a bit slow, the small circle turns for dozens of seconds before sending it out, but the response there is very fast.

Zhou Jiayan: [Yes, the original male No. 4 was reported by the Chaoyang masses, and was arrested by the police half a month ago]

Xiao Si: [But where can I find him]

Zhou Jiayan: [Tomorrow morning, Director Guo will go to the East to announce the payment, you can go to block him]

The "Oriental" mentioned by Zhou Jiayan is the Oriental Film Industry, the leading leader in the film and television industry. In the past few years, subsidiaries such as Oriental Entertainment and Oriental Media have been established successively. The films invested in are quite good in terms of box office and reputation.

Si Miao's heart was about to move: [Thank you, I'll try it tomorrow. 】

Zhou Jiayan: [What else did I say thank you [knocking head], by the way, you must not be seen by that mysterious boss in the east, it is said that he has a very weird temper, bad temper, and perverted [skeleton]]

Dongfang Pictures is nominally controlled by Ji Guoli, but in fact most of the shares have been swallowed by his son. This Ji Gongzi doesn't like to appear in front of the camera, so until now, the outside world does not know what he looks like.

It is estimated that it is the standard configuration of the Mediterranean Sea and beer belly. That kind of boss should not be bored. Watch him cry with a little dragon wrapped around the director's thigh.

Si Miao promised to invite Zhou Jiayan to dinner no matter if he succeeded or not, Zhou Jiayan threw him a kiss across the screen.

Meanwhile, inside the villa.

Grandma Ji was sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket on her legs. She looked out through the glass and kept mumbling, "Yes, yes, what a good boy."

Ji Yuedong held Grandma Ji's hand, "if you like it."

"What do you mean I like it?" Grandma Ji said angrily, "The most important thing is that you like it!"

Ji Yuedong glanced out sideways - the boy sitting in the corner looked down at his mobile phone, he seemed to be malnourished, his body was particularly thin, and his hair was slightly yellow.

The skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and the jawline hidden in the shadows was very soft. He seemed to feel the gaze from here. He put away the phone and raised his head.

There was a single mask on the window, Ji Yuedong couldn't help but raised his eyebrows knowing that the boy couldn't see him.

The sun shone on the boy's face, outlining the refreshing facial features and clear eyes, and a small beauty mole under the left eye added a bit of lingering flavor to him.

The combination of such two contradictory temperaments makes people feel the urge to explore further.

To be honest, Ji Yuedong didn't expect the boy's age and appearance. The request he made with his distant cousin was that he was average in appearance, obedient, and had no guts.

"Hey, I'm content to die if I can see this day." Grandma Ji sighed contentedly.

Ji Yuedong frowned: "don't say that again."

Ji Yuedong's parents divorced when he was very young. Soon after, the two set up their own families and left him to his grandparents to raise him.

He was brought up by his grandparents. His grandfather died of illness a few years ago, and his grandmother's health was not as good as before. Since the end of last year, he has been recuperating in a private hospital.

The grandson's age is approaching, and what grandma looks forward to most is to see her favorite grandson get married before going into the ground.

In order to realize his grandmother's wish, Ji Yuedong had no choice but to find a humanoid marriage. This wedding did not invite many guests, and even the parents only gave a message. In fact, it was just a scene for grandma to watch.

It was too far away, and Grandma Ji couldn't see the details. She patted Ji Yuedong, "Bring the child, I'll take a closer look."

"Okay." Ji Yuedong got up and pushed the wheelchair away from the window, only to find that the boy was gone when he went out.

Ji Yuedong stopped the man in the white shirt just now, "Xiaohui, where's the man?"

Wang Xiaohui is Ji Yuedong's assistant, "I saw him going to the bathroom. I called him over?"

"No, I'll go."

Ji Yuedong walked through the crowd, accepted the blessings of several partners, and then went to the bathroom, stretched out his slender fingers, and locked the door twice.

The zipper of Si Miao's trousers hadn't been zipped up, and he was startled by the sudden knock on the door, and the zipper was stuck in the middle, and he couldn't pull it up.

He fiddled around for a long time, and the knock on the door rang twice politely. Si Miao opened the door, "Need..."

He thought that the person who received him just now was looking for him, but he didn't want to change to another person.

This man is very tall, more than 1.9 meters by eye, with deep and tough facial features that belong to a mature man, with a well-proportioned body wrapped under a tailored suit, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, very seductive.

Si Miao had a bit of leg control, he tried to take his eyes back from those legs, and happened to see the roses in the other's shirt pockets.

? ? ? ! ! !

So this is... his marriage partner?

Is the hardware of Internet cafe owners so strong now?

Ji Yuedong often sees this kind of reaction and has long been accustomed to it. He opened his mouth and said, "Come with me."

The man's voice was indescribably low and sweet, and Si Miao followed behind him, feeling a little better.

- The other party looks like a decent gentleman.

In the future, Si Miao was afraid that the other party would use force on him, because in the signed contract, the other party asked him to "fulfill the marriage obligations".

He can fulfill other "marriage obligations", and it is only natural for him to collect money and do things. It's just about the husband's life... He really can't accept it.

The man took him to the door of a room, and whispered, "It's my grandma inside. You can go in later, just listen to me."

Si Miao understood in seconds that the other party spent 300,000 yuan to find him to appease the old man.

Si Miao nodded, and the man headed in, "Grandma, he's here."

"Child, come here and let grandma take a good look." Grandma Ji turned the wheelchair excitedly.

As a reserve actor, Si Miao took this kind of plot without any pressure. He walked over, half-kneeled on the ground, and greeted obediently, "Hello, grandma."

This child is so handsome and well-behaved. Grandma Ji is about to burst into laughter. She touches Si Miao's head, and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it.

It turned out that the wedding object was called Dongdong, but Si Miao never knew it. He was silent and waited for Dongdong to answer.

Ji Yuedong said, "We are..."

"I didn't ask you!" Grandma Ji interrupted him, "I asked my grandson-in-law."

It was not easy to chat with the newly acquired grandson-in-law, Rehu, for a while. That stinky boy had to interject. Grandma Ji gave Ji Yuedong a look and looked at Si Miao lovingly.

Si Miao: "..."

Si Miao pursed her lips and said tentatively, "Grandma, we met online at... Internet cafes."

The author has something to say: I would like to push my own follow-up document "My Krypton Paper Man Is Actually My Idol" with Xiaotians. Jusu Jushuang's modern **, playing an idol turns into being played by an idol, poke me open The author's column can be followed in advance.

The text is as follows:

The 18th-tier star Song Mian was playing a virtual love game recently. He secretly set the protagonist as the image of the idol Lu Shiyi, and put all the money earned by playing the devil.

Top traffic Lu Shiyi has always had some inexplicable things in his home recently, and there is even an extra contact person in the K letter that can't be deleted no matter how he deletes it.

Two months later, something terrible happened -

Song Mian saw with his own eyes that the idol was wearing the [clothes he gave to Paper Man] on the show, and he was so scared that he almost nodded!

What's even more frustrating is that after the show, the idol blocked him in the corner, and he would not let him go!

Lu Shiyi held his phone between his slender fingers, "Song Mian, are you actually playing with me?"

Song Mian felt extremely guilty: "Sorry, why don't you... come back to play again?"

Lu Shi also nodded thoughtfully.

That night, the rabbit tail and cat ears that Song Mian once gave to the paper man were all returned to him 🙂

Indifferent to the outside world, don't speak human words, top traffic, attack X