Roaming in the world of film and television

At the end of August, Yuyuanhui Resort Hotel in Xihong City.

The welcoming guests in red dresses symbolizing festiveness stood at the entrance of the hotel with a smile on their faces. The security guards in the yard placed bright bouquets of flowers around the fountain, creating a layered landscape. The planners standing on the top of the building communicate with each other to determine whether the placement is correct and whether fine-tuning is required.

Elegant purple is wrapped around the stone pillars in front of the door, and bright ribbons hang down from the green maple trees. Passers-by can see that a grand wedding will be held in this hotel when they see the layout.

Galala~

The iron fence at the door opened automatically, and a white Maserati president drove into the hotel from the outside.

Charlotte was wearing a chicken feather, no, a rooster suit, and sat in the back row of the car with her legs crossed, her hands constantly beating on her knees: "I said Zhang Yang, how long have you been driving, haven't you arrived yet?"

"We're here, we're here, bro, don't you see that outside is the hotel where the wedding is held?"

When Charlotte heard this, she straightened up and looked outside. This security guard, this flower pond, this fountain, this arrangement...how come they are so familiar? It seems to have seen it somewhere.

He thought and thought, and thought and thought, until the president of Maserati stopped at the entrance of the hotel and saw the doorman in a red dress and a bearskin top hat. place?

The president of the white Masatira, the Yuyuanhui Resort Hotel, the doorman dressed like the Queen's guard...

"Zhang Yang, did you do it on purpose?"

"What's on purpose? Brother, I don't understand."

Zhang Yang's puzzled face appeared in the rearview mirror.

"I said you chose this car on purpose, right?"

"That's right, it's very windy outside today. If you drive over with a Ferrari, it's easy to blow your hairstyle. That Bentley is a bit old-fashioned for attending a wedding. It doesn't match your image, Brother Luo. Just this Maserati, I think it's pretty good." good."

Don't say it, it really makes sense.

Although Charlotte was upset, she didn't think too much about it. After all, when she didn't travel through time, she drove a borrowed car and wore rented clothes. Ma Dongmei saved her money. Now the car is her own, her outfit is her own, and her identity is also her own. It's different, the godfather of the music world, superstar Xia Luo, is there anyone among his classmates who can be better than him?

Lin Yue?

He can't.

"Go, go." Zhang Yang pushed the door boy aside and opened the door himself: "Brother, come on, be careful."

Charlotte shakes up her rooster outfit, and strides inside.

Zhang Yang patted the car keys into the doorman's hand, told him to be smart, and then he bowed his head and chased after him.

Near the stairs was the concierge desk. Two waitresses in red dresses stood smiling, and not far away were two men talking in a low voice.

He was not interested in this, and hurried to the auditorium on the second floor to find Qiu Ya.

snap~

He snapped his fingers and pointed to the concierge desk.

"oh."

Zhang Yang came to his senses all of a sudden, walked over with a smile on his face, and took out two red envelopes from his pockets, one was bulging full of money, and the other was quite deflated.

"Come on, this is the gift money, Luo Ge's, mine."

As soon as the words fell, the tall man next to him who was talking to the middle-aged man turned around and said, "Zhang Yang!"

"Big... big spring?"

Dachun opened his arms and walked forward, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Charlotte in a rooster costume in front of him, and immediately turned around and went to his best buddy in high school.

Zhang Yang flinched, a little embarrassed, and glared at the two waiters who were covering their mouths and giggling: "Go, what are you laughing at?"

"Charlotte!"

"Big spring!"

Over there, two people who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years hugged each other.

"Dachun, are you okay?"

"Okay, okay." Dachun patted Charlotte on the back: "What about you? Charlotte? Oh, I forgot, you are a big star and you can often see you on TV."

"By the way, Dachun, who are you going to marry today? Why isn't it written on the invitation?"

It took Charlotte a long time to break free from his embrace, and quickly changed the subject to distract the big man.

"Charlotte, I was guarding the door 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 invitations, but when I think about such a big thing as getting married, I have to ask my buddies to join in, otherwise it will appear extravagant, yes Bar?"

"Oh." Charlotte nodded, then raised her head suddenly: "What did you say? Are you going to marry Ma Dongmei?"

"Yes, it's thanks to you. If you hadn't told me that chasing a girl must be thick-skinned and stalking, how could I have persisted for fourteen years and finally married her back home."

fourteen years?

He can really do it, and 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 enough with Qiu Ya, Xia Luo thought of Ma Dongmei’s goodness, and went back to find someone to get back together. Here he has nothing to do with Qiu Ya, and the goddess was snatched away by that super annoying guy. As the saying goes, what you can’t get is the last Well, naturally he won't have the awareness in the movie, and after going around, he still thinks that Ma Dongmei is suitable for him.

"By the way, are all the students here?"

"A few have come, and they are all sitting on it."

"Where's Qiu Ya?"

"Come on, help Dongmei put on her wedding dress at the back."

As soon as she heard that Qiuya was coming, the excitement in Charlotte's heart surged up.

"Well, Charlotte, I'll go to the back to find Dongmei now. After you and Zhang Yang go in, find a place far away from the stage and sit down. After a while, the ceremony will start. Even if Dongmei sees you coming, she will have nothing to do."

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You also have a lot of fun."

"How can I be a fool, I'm just thinking about your safety."

Recalling Ma Dongmei's aggressiveness, Charlotte couldn't help shivering: "That's all right, go quickly."

Just as Dachun took a step forward, he pulled him back again: "Where's Lin Yue? Has Lin Yue come?"

"He said the plane was late and might be a little late."

"oh."

Charlotte nodded, and after seeing off Dachun, Zhang Yang and Zhang went to the second floor along the stairs. When the door was opened, there was a red carpet leading to the reception desk, with an arch made of flowers in the middle, and dining tables on both sides, already full of guests , there are quite a lot, some people wear gold and silver, and they look like they have a lot of background.

"Dachun's family doesn't have rich relatives, right? Ma Dongmei is just a widow mother. Then 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.

Xia Luo 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 worry about not making money? From 1998 to 2012, the housing prices in Xihong City increased by almost ten times. As long as relatives follow suit, it is not a problem to create a group of local tyrants.

"Charlotte, hi, big star, here..."

At this time, a coquettishly dressed woman waved at them.

Many people looked towards the door, because these two characters are so famous. Xia Luo remembered what Dachun told her just now, and hurriedly dragged Zhang Yang to follow the sound, but when she got closer, she realized that she didn't know her at all.

Look at this outfit, with big waves, face powder, and aunt-colored lipstick, eye shadow as heavy as ink, the key is that the frame is so big that it doesn't look like a woman at all.

Zhang Yang hurriedly protected Charlotte behind him, and looked at her warily: "Who are you?"

"Me? Zhang Yang, you don't know me anymore? You are at the same table, Monte."

"Ah...ah? Are you Monte?"

Not only did Zhang Yang stammer, his legs were trembling, he used to restrain himself a bit, but now this is... has he changed his gender?

Meng Te blinked, and shyly said: "He is not called Meng Te now, but changed his name to Meng Tejiao."

Zhang Yang almost slipped to the ground.

"It's really early for you to come."

At this time, a male voice from behind interrupted the conversation between the three of them. Charlotte looked back, oh, isn't this Yuan Hua? Look at this appearance, with shiny mohawk hair, 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 understood that Yuan Hua probably came here for Qiu Ya.

"summer……"

"Hush."

Charlotte pointed to the guests.

Yuan Hua understood. He was afraid that if others knew that the big stars came to watch or ask for autographs, it would have a bad influence on other people's weddings.

Little Hei Sun Fei waved to several people: "Stop standing, it's too eye-catching, sit down quickly."

Zhang Yang quickly gave Charlotte a seat and waited for his elder brother to sit down.

At this moment, the fat girl who had been pursing her lips and smiling, and her tonnage remained unchanged after more than ten years, stood up: "Gang Ya girl is here."

She had the best relationship with Gang Yamei when she was in the third year of high school.

They turned their heads and saw Chang Mingxia walking in with a Hermes bag.

But that's not the point, the point is the person behind her.

Lin Yue.