Chapter five hundred and thirty second social death
Zhang Fan scratched his head, "Oh... I get it."
Looking at Yugong Lingyin's shy smile, Zhang Fan also smiled slightly.
Ji Qianming:ヾ(;?д?)/
"The single night is not over yet, do you have any plans?" Hanyuhara turned around and asked Ji Qianmei.
Ji Qianming was a little overwhelmed when he thought of what had just happened, and sighed helplessly, "Sure enough, nightlife is still not suitable for us... Let's stay honestly. Although it's a bit boring, don't you ask the waiter for a playing card?"
Zhang Fan seemed to remember something, took out a pair of luxurious Supreme VIP version of flying chess from the storage ring and placed it on the table, "How about this?"
"Damn it! It's really a flying chess? You won't keep it with you all the time, right?" Ji Qianming widened his eyes.
Zhang Fan paused, silently turned his head and looked into the distance without an answer.
"Okay, there are exactly four people." Hanyuhara opened the flying chess, took out the dice, and said calmly.
Ji Qianming silently stared at the flying chess in front of him. After sighing, he still accepted the reality helplessly. "I didn't expect that I would eventually return to this eternal game... I shouldn't miss my wedding, right?"
"Impossible." Zhang Fan and Hanyuhara said in unison.
Late at night, in the Tokyo high-end nightclub, they were originally planning to spend time and enjoy the money, but eventually lost to reality and had a happy and endless flying chess night...
...
Of course, Ji Qianming could not miss his wedding.
The next morning, he returned to China with any door and started changing clothes and putting on makeup.
Yes, make-up.
Even though Ji Qianming tried his best to oppose it, he still could not escape the fate of makeup. In Feng Zu's words, he is now a public figure and must set a model of a good Chinese man at the wedding. Therefore, he specially sent twelve top makeup artists to put on makeup for him.
There were indeed a lot of twelve makeup artists, so at Ji Qianmei's vicious suggestion, he forced the best man Hanyuhara and Zhang Fan into the dressing room, and each of them divided three makeup artists to put on their makeup.
I have to say that after putting on makeup, Ji Qianming is no worse than those young and handsome guys on TV. As a practitioner in the Taixu realm, all the impurities in his body have been removed, and his facial features are getting better and better. His whole body exudes an extraordinary temperament. Even if he abandons everything and gets involved in the entertainment industry now, he can become a top star with this face.
With a handsome appearance, a perfect figure, and a decent expensive suit, Ji Qianming seems to be destined to be the protagonist today.
Even Zhang Fan and Hanyuhara, who were also so handsome, were temporarily suppressed by him.
"Where is Qi Xue?" Walking out of the dressing room, Ji Qianming ran to Feng Zu sneakily and asked in a low voice.
Feng Zu glanced at him, "What do you want to do? You can't see the bride before the wedding begins."
"No, I'll ask, haha..." Ji Qianming smiled awkwardly. He was worried that Zhao Qixue would get angry when she knew they went to a Japanese nightclub last night. Now it seems that there is no big problem.
"Then what should I do now?" Ji Qianming asked.
Feng Zu glanced at the time, "You can go to the venue and wait for the guests to welcome you, and the two best men will also be together."
"Oh, okay." Ji Qianming waved to Zhang Fan and Hanyuhara behind him and walked outside.
Judging from the original plan, the wedding venue was chosen abroad, but Ji Qianming and Zhao Qixue took the initiative to choose the location in China. After all, they are both native Chinese, and this is their home. There is no need to go to other people's territory to get married.
Besides, both of them are the emperor-level Chinese. If the emperor-level Chinese wedding is unwilling to be held in China, isn’t this going to attract bad luck for China?
Walking on the soft green grass, Ji Qianming took a deep breath of the air. The refreshing grass fragrance mixed with the fragrant wind from the venue, making people feel indescribable comfort.
"Is this venue too big?" Ji Qianming looked at the huge holy venue located on the lawn in the distance and muttered in a low voice.
"It's not big. In addition to the people from our academy, there are also some soldiers involved in the war between the two worlds, representatives of the agency zero, representatives of government, representatives of Adam's academy, and more than 140 domestic and foreign media... In this way, it's not big at all." Hanyuhara shook her head.
"And I heard that the military has surrounded the neighborhood, saying that a large number of fans want to get into your wedding. I was worried about an accident, so I simply blocked it directly." Zhang Fan said.
Buzzing--!
Above the sky, a helicopter crossed the sky, and there were photography equipment set up in the cabin of the helicopter, which looked like a special helicopter for a news agency.
"Hello everyone, everyone, I am Awan, a reporter from Apocalypse News. I am now broadcasting the wedding of Minghuang and Ice Emperor to you. The wedding has not started yet, but guests have entered the venue one after another..."
"Duanmu, Ruoyi." Ji Qianming waved and smiled when he saw the two people walking in a distance.
Duanmu Qingyu saw Ji Qianming, and her mouth twitched slightly, rolled her eyes, "You kid... you have cheated me badly."
"Hahaha...Accident, unexpected." Ji Qianming smiled awkwardly. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "By the way, I came here in too hurry today and didn't read the news. Am I being scolded seriously?"
"You?" Duanmu Qingyu looked at him strangely, "No one scolded you, but...you can see it yourself."
As he said that, he opened the news section of the Apocalypse website. As soon as he entered, Ji Qianming saw several big red titles that were very eye-catching.
""Shocked! The Emperor of the Mortal actually did this to the dancer!"
"Is Fanhuang Nightclub exposing his nature, is it true or false?"
"Nightclub Clarification: The Emperor is maintaining public order"
"Is Japanese nightclubs really so unrestrained? Japanese students uncover the answer to you"
""Thousands of fans cried, the Emperor lost tens of millions of fans in one night?""
“…”
Ji Qianming:...
Good guy, are you all scolding Zhang Fan? That's okay, there's no big problem...
When I clicked in a few of the photos, they were all photos of Zhang Fan lying on the ground holding a half-naked girl. The angle of the photos was extremely tricky, and it looked like Zhang Fan was taking advantage of the situation.
After pondering for a while, Ji Qianming patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder heavily and said sincerely: "Good brother, thanks to you in this wave!"
Zhang Fan:???
After Duanmu Qingyu and Wang Ruoyi were sent to the venue, many guests gradually came.
Gouchen Academy has the most Taoist people, including the military king Chen Shanshan, the Taoist king Huang Shaojie, the blood king Gao You, the black king Qin Mo, the Yue king Han Qingyuan, Yun Yi, Wu Di...
Chapter completed!