Chapter 317 Youth and Love, Never Grow Old
Around 11 o'clock, the wedding officially started.
The entire scene was naturally not as grand and standardized as in later generations. Even the master of ceremonies asked Zhu Shimao to be the temporary one.
"Wow! I didn't expect that Sister Gong and their witnesses were... actually..."
Zhang Yu took a breath when she saw Li Yaotang and Wan Jiabao sitting firmly in front of the stage. Air conditioning.
"Sister Gong Xi has said this before."
Zhao Jing said: "Teacher Fang is not only a close disciple of Mr. Mao, but also studied with Mr. Ba and Mr. Cao for a period of time."
Zhang Yu was stunned Nodding, he glanced around, not to mention the film industry, but in the literary world alone, as far as the eye could see, he could see big names such as Ding Ling, Zhang Guangnian, Feng Mu, Wang Meng, Xiao Qian, etc. Today he was opening peaches. What a feast, why are all the gods and Buddhas in the sky coming!
When Wan Jiabao and Li Yaotang finished their wedding speeches, they respectfully sent them off the stage.
With the applause, Fang Yan and Gong Qie began to act like tool men, listening to Zhu Shimao's mercy.
If you want to offer tea, offer tea; if you want to change your words, change your words.
Yang Xia and Gong's father spoke as parents on both sides, especially Yang Xia, who even wiped her tears when she talked about the emotional part.
Fang Yan had tears in his eyes and was very excited.
“Hey, handkerchief.”
Gong Chou secretly stuffed the handkerchief into his hand.
"Are you tired?"
Fang Yan wiped away his tears.
“It’s okay.”
Gong Qie opened his big watery eyes: “How did you come up with so many tricks?”
“Hey, the Spring Festival Gala is so big. I can plan all the stages, so our wedding is easy.”
Fang Yan blinked his right eye calmly.
Looking at the jade-like pair, Zhang Yu’s eyes were filled with envy: “Sister Gong Chou’s wedding was really ceremonial.”
Zhao Jing sighed with emotion, “With Comparing Sister Gong's wedding, I was just a grass-stage troupe. No, I didn't even set up a stage for the grass-stage troupe to sing. Come." There was envy in her tone, "Look how happy Sister Gong Cie is."
Zhang Yu said: "I have thought about it. When I get married in the future, I will have a wedding like Sister Gong Cie. "
Zhao Jing joked: "Then I guess you won't be able to get married in this life."
"Quiet!"
Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, his cheeks bulging with anger, and then shifted his gaze to the front.
The two of them kept smiling from beginning to end, wearing wedding rings on each other in full view of the public.
Before that, Fang Yan said affectionately:
“The first time we met was in western Guangxi. At that time,...”
"I never expected that I would meet the right person at the best age, and then live the best time together."
"Hi~"
Tang Shengnan was speechless: "Fang The teacher is indeed Teacher Fang. Not only can he write beautiful love words, And it can be said so romantically."
As he spoke, he looked around and realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the whole table. Qiu Peining just turned around slowly, his profile looking slightly lonely, while Bai Ruoxue and Suzuki Yoko looked strange. , joy mixed with sadness.
“The most beautiful fairy tale I can imagine is to walk through the four seasons with you, spring, summer, autumn and winter. I don’t know how many seasons we have in this life, but I know that from today on, you Every season belongs to me.”
"But because of your presence, I feel like spring all year round. With you here, I am the young man who is always happy."
Gong Qie opened his mouth, his body trembled slightly, tears rolled down his cheeks, It flowed down quietly, it was so beautiful that it bubbled up!
Immediately afterwards, I heard him spit out the last sentence.
“May we, ‘youth and love’, never grow old!”
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
In an instant, there was a wave of applause.
This situation makes Ding Ling recall the romantic and heart-stirring love stories of the literati in the Republic of China. Wan Jiabao, Li Yaotang and others looked at each other and couldn't help but joke: "If Xiaofang was in the Republic of China, with his talent and literary talent, I don't know how many concubines he would have."
"What concubine! This is not the Republic of China!"
Ding Ling glared fiercely, and then said to herself: "I hope Xiaofang will not imitate Xu Zhimo..."
In the sight, it was Gong Zhen's turn to put the ring on Fang Yan. He choked several times and finally calmed down his excitement:
"Before I met you, I never thought about getting married. After meeting you, I never thought about getting married." I didn’t think about anyone else.”< br>
“This idea came to me on that day, the day you gave me the poem.”
In a few words, he briefly but emotionally recalled the beautiful memories of the two of them when they fell in love. Especially that poem.
“Before you appeared, my life was peaceful, I walked grandly and grandly, and I always predicted things like a god. Now I am confused and timid...”
"Wow! Teacher Fang also wrote a love poem!"
Tang Shengnan's eyes sparkled, but there was regret in his tone: "Oh no, I didn't bring any paper or pen!"
" Don't worry, I'm here!"
Su Ya quickly took out the pen and wrote it down in the booklet, hoping to publish it in the Yanjing school newspaper immediately.
After the ring-wearing session was over, Fang Yan outside the venue looked at the right moment and pressed the switch of the loudspeaker recorder.
The tape rotated and played "Sweet Honey" by Teresa Teng:
"Sweet honey, you smile so sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze~"
" Where, where have I seen you? Your smile is so familiar, I can’t remember it for a moment.”
“Ah, in a dream~”
The spring dream was without trace, and the gunfire continued all night. .
It seems that there is no difference in getting married, except that the bedding has been changed to bright red and there are more wedding photos on the wall.
I have added some festive ornaments given by friends to the house, and my waist is a little tired.
Fang Yan slept until noon the next day, then woke up leisurely.
Going right in time for lunch, Gong Jie personally cooked the noodles, his first meal after becoming a wife.
Putting the dishes and chopsticks on the table, there was a strange sense of satisfaction on the face, the face was red, and there was a touch of joy that could not be hidden in the corners of the eyes.
"Stop looking and eat quickly."
"How do you say 'husband' in Shanghai dialect?"
"Bah! Didn't I already tell you last night!"< br>
Gong Xie spat, his voice slightly hoarse.
Fang Yan pretended to be suddenly enlightened and slapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, yes, 'Lao Gong', right?"
Gong Qian patted him shyly and said, "Eat quickly. Don't forget that we have to go to CCTV tonight to participate in the last round of Spring Festival Gala review." Just meet this place?”
Fang Yan said half-jokingly: “No! Go! Let’s just not go and have a good honeymoon.”
“Honeymoon?”
Gong Zhen didn’t understand the meaning of this new word, but when he explained it to himself. After a while, his cheeks turned slightly red: "Let's look for another opportunity in the future."
Then he pushed the sauce in front of him, "It's okay if I don't go. I'm the female host of the Spring Festival Gala, not to mention I also have two singing programs. How can you do it without me? Otherwise, you can stay at home. , I’ll go to Taili to ask for leave and explain it to Director Huang and Director Deng?”
“ If you go, of course I will go with you."
Fang Yanxian said: "I have to protect this beautiful wife who just got married."
Gong Yue chuckled, " Poor talker, well..."
(End of this chapter)