[comprehensive] superior skills

"What the hell is this, how can a person live so miserable!"

Daoming Si threw the information in his hand on the table, and looked suspiciously at the other three good brothers, "Could you have made it up to lie to me?"

"How is it possible, who would be so idle!"

Ximen raised his feet and flipped through the files page by page, "It's not like this has never happened before, have you ever seen us stop you?"

"To be honest, I was a little shocked when I saw it. I have never seen such an unlucky person when I grow up."

Mei Zuo spread her hands and smiled lowly, "Maybe it's because we never pay attention to those boring gossip news, but I really don't look like it, I'm quite energetic."

Hua Zelei said absentmindedly, "The rice balls she made are delicious."

"Class? Have you eaten with that woman?!"

Daoming Si jumped over the sofa and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Are you a member of F4? She made my car look like a ghost, and you still have the mood to have dinner with her?!"

"Si, I beg you to read more books if you have nothing to do, okay?"

Ximen took off his glasses feebly, "How can you say that people are not human and ghosts are not used in a car!"

"You don't care how I use it, as long as it's easy to say!"

Daoming Si defended himself: "Anyway, I said that if her family jumps into the sea, it will not change. Don't think that I will soften my heart if she is miserable enough!"

He picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Housekeeper, immediately notify the affiliated companies of the Zhiming Consortium, and immediately stop using all the products of Magic Spirit, including those in hypermarkets!"

The person on the phone didn't know what to say, and Daoming Temple's voice suddenly rose, "So what if you breach the contract, you can lose money! Hey, you don't understand, this is a personal grievance, if you don't obediently obey, it will hurt my face, be careful I kick you out!"

"Si, did you choose the wrong target for revenge?"

Mei Zuo covered her forehead, "The one surnamed Ji has already broken up with Han Anna, and the woman in the family is pregnant again. The two of them are obviously useless. Why are you messing with him?"

"Who said that?"

Daoming Temple yelled guiltily: "Didn't you see that the cheating man hasn't given up yet? If that woman backs out and agrees to his marriage proposal, wouldn't she still be able to enjoy the blessings of being a young mistress? Don't expect to live a good life if you offend my young master!"

"Yes, you are right."

Ximen and Meizuo looked at each other thoughtfully, "Any bad things should be cut off from the beginning."

At this moment, Hua Zelei, who was lying in a daze by the window, suddenly said, "Here she is."

Misaku squeezed over and watched the black bicycle slowly turn around the teaching building, "I never thought she would dare to come to class, she really has the guts!"

"Her car was repaired so quickly!"

Daoming Si couldn't help grinding his teeth when he thought of the ridiculous appearance of his beloved car, "What kind of people are the housekeepers looking for, even spray paint carefully!"

Seeing a leaving figure from the corner of his eye, Ximen turned around and asked, "Si, where are you going?"

Daoming Si tugged at the tight headband, "I'll go see if anyone dares to steal dance lessons behind my back, and I'll give you a few places to jump into the sea for free!"

Misaku patted Ximen on the shoulder, "Do you want to follow?"

"Do you think we have a choice?"

Ximen shook his head, "It doesn't count if there are weeds and firs, and now there is a swan princess who would rather die than surrender. Is a woman's vitality so tenacious?"

When the three rushed to the dance studio, there was only one teacher sitting on a mat resting in the empty room, and a man pretending to be vicious confronted at the door.

"Hey, you're all here."

Song Ci touched Han Baobao and let him play in the super-large activity room, "It's a pity that you are a little older and your body is not soft enough, so you can't do dance training anymore."

"Who wants to learn to dance, don't pretend to be confused, okay?"

Daoming Si raised his finger and pointed at the suspect, "Did you mess with my car?"

"Yeah, I did it."

Song Ci smiled innocently, "It's just reciprocity, don't be too grateful."

Daoming Si raised his foot and was about to step on the floor, "You woman!"

"Wait a moment!"

Song Ci made a stop gesture, "You haven't changed your shoes yet!"

Daoming Temple subconsciously withdrew his feet, and when he saw the surprised eyes of his companions, he felt something was wrong, "This is my territory, I can step on wherever I like, how about it?!"

"Oh I see."

Song Ci nodded suddenly, "So the young master of Daoming Temple didn't dare to change his shoes in public because of his athlete's foot? That's fine, it's more polite."

"Who said that! I'll show you off right now!"

Daoming Si angrily took off his shoes, and stepped on the smooth floor wearing only snow-white cotton socks, "How could such an embarrassing moment happen to a man of my size!"

Ximen looked at the young master who was being led by the nose with a headache, "Si, what are you doing here?"

"Stop rambling, do you think I'll forget?!"

Daoming Temple stood in front of the dance teacher sitting cross-legged, and announced condescendingly: "My young master has ordered the [-] super chain hypermarkets under the name of the Daoming Consortium to stop using Magic Spirit products. Ji's pleading, just apologize to me obediently!"

"Master Daoming Temple, I really, really, really appreciate your kind deed!"

This sudden good news made Song Ci forget about the revenge of destroying the car in an instant. She smiled sweetly and applauded: "You are really majestic and majestic. I really like the way you lose your temper!"

So, please continue to play your temper and get all the Ji family members involved in the tornado!

Daoming Si still doesn't know how much damage his decision will bring to the next new car. Hearing such a blunt compliment, a blush appeared on his cheeks. People who impress people, say a few good words and want me to change my decision, it's too late! Just wait and see that the Magic Spirit Group is in a desperate situation!"

After finishing speaking, his toes shrank unconsciously, "Let's go, it's really boring to waste my precious time for a little thing!"

He was too casual when taking off his shoes before, but now the young master Daoming tripped over the shoelaces as soon as he stepped in, and it was Meisaku who quickly helped him up so he didn't make a fool of himself in public.

Furious, Daoming Si stretched out his hand and was about to tear off the shoelaces, "What are you doing, such a boring thing!"

"It's okay, I'll help you."

Seeing his embarrassment, the dance teacher who was in a happy mood squatted down in front of the blushing young master, "Actually, tying your shoelaces is very simple, you just need to memorize a formula."

From this angle, Daoming Si can only see the other party's pale fingers slowly passing through the shoelaces, "'Big circle, small circle, cross.' You see, even kindergarten children can do it!"

"Who would need to do something like that!"

Daoming Temple hastily withdrew his feet, turned around pretending to be cool, "Do you think I'm one of those nouveau riche Xiaokai, I'm the number one Daoming Temple in the world! Everyone said that my time is precious!"

The other three people did not make a sound, and silently caught up with their friends who could be said to have fled.

As soon as F4 left the dance studio, the smiling Song Ci hugged Han Baobao and played a game of lifting high, "Baby, Mommy finally found the right way to open this world!"

Evil people have their own grind, and a guy like Ji Cunxi should be left to the young master who is more domineering and unreasonable than him.

After the last dance class before the holiday, Song resigned from the Academic Affairs Office and received the new semester's class schedule.

Perhaps it was because the dance class was not a big class worth paying attention to, or it might be because of the approaching holidays. Anyway, so far, no one has expressed dissatisfaction with her because of the group strike of Jiaojiao girls.

After taking Han Baobao to see Dean Xu and the children in the orphanage, Song Ci began to prepare for the trip.

Her initial plan was to transfer directly to the airport after attending Wang Luping's wedding banquet, and choose a resort with a good view according to the flight schedule of the day.

After staying at home for a few days of leisurely gardening and planting grass, the agreed wedding date arrived.

Song Ci deliberately chose a yarmulke hat that could cover most of the cheeks, so as not to inadvertently steal the limelight from the bride with this topical face.

Waiting for the retro beauty in the mirror to pick up the skirt, the flat shoes hidden under the handmade Victorian skirt immediately became invisible.

"Okay, it doesn't look like much, but it's great for hiking, isn't it?"

Putting on a small robin brooch, Song Ci bowed his head and kissed Baby Han who wanted to go out together, "You wait at home obediently, Mommy will be back in the afternoon at the most."

After checking Han Baobao's small rice bowl, Song Ci came to the gate of the community with his handbag in his hand, intending to call a taxi to go to the church.

After waiting for a few minutes, no car came, so Song Ci could only walk slowly along the road towards the foot of the mountain near the business district.

Halfway through, a car that looked strange from a distance suddenly made a sharp turn as if someone was driving drunk, and then stepped on the accelerator and rushed over.

Song Ci subconsciously retreated to the side of the road, not forgetting to grab the corner of the skirt that was flying in the wind behind him to avoid being blown by the car.

In the blink of an eye, the silver-gray sports car narrowly stopped a few steps away, and a signature pineapple head was exposed under the raised hood.

Daoming Si took off his sunglasses, his eyes drifted, "So you live here, I thought it looked alike just now, but it didn't look quite like it. It's all your fault. It's okay to change clothes, which made me almost admit my mistake!"

"I'm going to the wedding banquet, so of course I can't dress too casually!"

Song Ci looked curiously at the tarpaulin fixed on the car cover, "But why did your car become like this?"

"You still have the nerve to say, who is responsible for this!"

Daoming Si patted the steering wheel dejectedly, "You painted the car like that, which made me feel embarrassed to go on the road, so I can only cover it with something!"

"If you don't like it, you can send it to the factory to have it cleaned. It will waste a little time at most."

As Song Ci said, he was about to flip through his wallet, "I will pay you the fee."

Thinking about it now, she was too impulsive at the time, and she would care about like a primary school student.

"Come on, am I the kind of person who needs to spend women's money? Besides, I can handle such small things by myself, but I just don't have time to fix them!"

Daoming Temple urged: "Aren't you going to attend the wedding? I just happen to be on the way, so I will give you a ride with reluctance."

"OK then."

Song Ci looked around and saw that there was indeed no car passing by, so he opened the door and sat in, "Please take me to the church in the city center."

The car was driving steadily on the road, Daoming Si glanced at the rearview mirror seemingly unintentionally, "Hey, it's boring to just sit like this, let's play a song and listen to it."

The soothing prelude gradually sounded, and the moving melody surrounding the carriage was Tchaikovsky's classic song Swan Lake.

Unexpectedly, Daoming Si, who seemed to be irritable and irritable, would like such pure and beautiful piano music. Song Ci stared at his side face in surprise for a long time.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Daoming Si touched his upturned nose in embarrassment, "Do you think I'm an idiot who only sticks red notes on people? I'm a man of great taste. It's hard for ordinary people to catch my eyes!"

"It should be a vulgar fan!"

Song Ci turned his head speechlessly, and slandered the rapidly passing street scene: "It took only a second to break the mark, but I thought I was wrong about you..."

Driving relatively silently all the way to the door of the church, Song Ci was about to say goodbye to the driver who was kind enough to give someone away, but that guy locked the car door talking to himself.

Daoming Si confidently followed behind, "I originally made an appointment with Ximen and the others, but the date was delayed because of you. It's too late to go now, so why not follow you to see what ordinary people's weddings look like. Why, are you afraid that I won't be able to give you the gift money?"

"Dao Mingsi, it's fine if you want to attend the wedding, but we have to make an appointment three chapters in advance!"

Song Ci solemnly raised his finger, "First, you must never lose your temper casually! Second, you can't pick and choose! Third, you can't use your power to overwhelm others like you did in school!"

"Speaking so excessively, am I an unreasonable person!"

Daoming Temple agreed indifferently: "Well, it's okay to respect the living habits of the aborigines, right?!"

"Remember what you said yourself!"

Song Ci reminded again: "The bride inside is a very kind and very unfortunate girl. You must not ruin her wedding for a trivial matter. Do you understand? Otherwise, I will print your missed appointment as a big-character poster." Post it in every corner of Taipei!"

Daoming Temple took the lead to walk towards the welcome passage, "Why are you so wordy, let's go, I'm so hungry!"

The best friends of the two couples were in charge of welcoming the guests. Even the bride's younger sister, Wang Ziling, was also helping to collect the gift money.

Song Ci had seen her several times in the hospital, the little girl was pretty, but she had a bit of a literary atmosphere, and she felt a little self-pitying.

The two guests signed their names side by side. It was better when Song Ci wrote the three characters of Han Anna, at most it made people look sideways.

It was Daoming Si's turn to be embarrassed, and all the little girls in the group of relatives and friends stared at him without blinking, as if they were judging whether the person in front of them was the legendary super young master.

"It's just the same name, it's just the same name."

After making some nonsense, Song Ci hurriedly dragged Daoming Si, who was about to erupt, into the self-service tea area in the garden, "Aren't you hungry, come and try the snacks here, they look delicious!"

Daoming Si threw his hand away angrily, "What are you doing, is this young master so shameless! You have the same name, except me, who dares to take this name! Be careful..."

"Be careful that you force his whole family to jump into the sea, right?"

Song Ci also imitated his stern face, "Dao Ming Si, do you still remember what you promised me? If you can't do it, please leave immediately, okay?"

Unexpectedly, someone exposed the bad things he said behind his back, Daoming Si forked up a piece of Black Forest cake in a panic, "That's why I said I hate nymphomaniacs the most, every time I meet them, I will be unlucky!"

Seeing that he restrained himself, Song Ci picked up a matcha egg roll and tasted it, "It should be an honor that someone likes you!"

"Who would like them!"

The irritable young master ruined the cake in his hand a few times, "Besides, they don't like me. Just look at those ugly monsters. As long as you have money and power, you can't find any kind of woman!"

"Well, you're quite self-aware."

Song Ci smiled and took a sip of the fruit juice, "Speaking of which, your personality really needs to be changed. A person who can't control his temper will make people feel childish and immature, and it is difficult to generate a sense of trust. And the anger will hurt the body , it’s not good for yourself. What can a girl like Shancai do to you F4? It’s just complaining, so you stick a red note to her. Those students even teased her in the restaurant to please you. You can’t even go, it’s really ugly!”

"That's what she asked for..."

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of the wrong expression of his female companion, Daoming Si lowered his head and murmured with little confidence: "Life is already boring enough, she insists on barging in in a daze, what not to make fun of her..."

Fortunately, Song Ci didn't think that an arrogant and willful young master would change his face and start a new life just because of a few gossips from others. She couldn't find anything to talk about, so she wanted to get a probation for Shancai.

The two ate the cake in silence, and the bridesmaids who collectively chose to wear long skirts in order to take care of the bride's emotions found the self-service area, saying that Luping wanted to meet Miss Han Anna before entering the church.

Song Ci didn't refuse, and followed the bridesmaids to the lounge reserved for the bride's make-up.

"You came."

Wang Luping looked good, "Come and sit."

Song Ci sat down next to the makeup mirror according to her wish, and his eyes fell on the bouquet in the bride's hand.

"Do you remember what you said to me that night?"

Wang Luping gently stroked the tender petals, "I have thought about it for a long time, and I finally figured out one thing. Although I am no longer a dancer, I can still be a good wife and mother. I believe Chu Lian will also As he said, he will jointly manage a warm harbor that is more worth looking forward to than anyone else with me. This kind of life is also meaningful, right?"

"of course."

Song Ci smiled and sent his blessings, "You can still give birth to a dozen beautiful babies. Boys will be trained to be academic masters and architects, and girls will grow up to be like mothers and become the most beautiful dancers!"

Wang Luping's smiling eyes showed faint tears, "Perhaps, this is another way of 'same goal by different routes'..."

"Lu Ping, it's almost time to enter the arena!"

The bridesmaid who helped find someone just now knocked on the door, "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

"Okay, let me pack up the wedding dress first."

Wang Luping's face was full of shy smiles, "I don't know what happened, the closer the wedding is, the more unreal I feel, and I get nervous easily."

"It is estimated that every bride is like this."

Song Ci carried the man into the wheelchair, "I'll go with you, one more person will help so as not to dirty the wedding dress."

The bridesmaid's expression seemed to see the little monster, "I can't see that you are quite strong, and you don't have to worry about being bullied by your in-laws when you get married in the future!"

The distance between the restroom and the lounge was not far, but when Song Ci and the others arrived, they were turned away.

"not in service?"

The bridesmaid took down the warning sign hanging on the handle, "It can't be such a coincidence, I just went there 10 minutes ago, are we going to occupy the men's toilet?"

She had just given an unwise suggestion, and there was a sharp cry from the supposedly empty bathroom.

"Chu Lian, I beg you not to force me anymore!!"

The woman's painful pleading sounded in my ears, "We have made too many mistakes, we can't make the same mistakes again and again! If we hadn't been unable to help ourselves, you and I wouldn't have walked together at the wrong time, and we wouldn't be together because of my extravagant expectations and Your desperation caused my sister to become the miserable look she is now! Do you know that every time I see Luping, my heart is torn in two, half on you, and half on you. I have no part in her! I am fed up with this kind of life, and I can't stand it any longer! I have agreed to Yunfan's marriage proposal, and I will leave this sad place with him in a short time. So, please live well with Luping and stop thinking about me!"

If the previous heartfelt words can still make the bride barely maintain her composure, the following confession of true feelings will become the last straw that overwhelms the camel.

"Zi Ling, are you punishing me?!"

Even Song Ci, who has the shortest contact time with newcomers, will not mistake the voice of the sad hero, let alone Wang Luping who gets along day and night.

"You are so cruel! You turn a blind eye to my struggles, my pains, and my sufferings. You only think about not being sorry for your sister or making your parents sad, but do you ever think about me? If a woman I don't love gets married and has children, what happiness is there for me in the future? For me, the only comfort in this married life is to be able to stay by your side with another identity, silently caring and protecting the girl I love! But now you tell me that even such a humble request, you refuse to grant it! God, is this the punishment you gave me?! If time could go back, I would rather be the one who broke my leg, crippled It's me, in that case, are you willing to face our feelings directly, instead of thinking that this is an unforgivable sin?!"

After the man's hysterical roar, there was the sound of heavy objects falling in the bathroom, and the exclamation of the woman before, "Chu Lian, don't scare me! We can talk if we have something to say, don't torture yourself anymore, This will only make me more sad!"

"Distressed?"

The unprecedented ferocious expression showed the crazy hatred in Wang Luping's heart. Her body trembled violently, as if she was enduring the severe pain of cutting her soul. I am so sorry!!!”

Wang Luping smashed the bouquet in her hand on the door panel like crazy, and shouted: "Come out, get out! You couple, executioner!"

The movement in the corridor soon attracted a crowd of guests who were waiting for the wedding. Seeing his daughter's distressed appearance, Li Shunjuan hugged her daughter in her arms and coaxed her: "Lu Ping, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"

"Mother!"

Wang Luping, who was no longer able to maintain her dignity, cried out hoarsely: "Chu Lian lied to me! He loves Ziling, and the person he wants to marry is also Ziling! On the day of the accident, he talked about breaking up with me! I'm blind After a quick glance, I believed his rhetoric, and I was grateful to an executioner who put me in a situation where I could never be restored! How could I be so stupid! Why didn't I see the tricks between them earlier, in that case, I could at least keep my life One of my own legs!!!"

The bride's cry was like a thunderclap on everyone's heads. Li Shunjuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the still closed bathroom, "Zi Ling! Come out, I want to hear from you!"

The bathroom door opened silently, and Zi Ling with red and swollen eyes came out one after the other with her brother-in-law Chu Lian.

Seemingly unable to face everyone's critical eyes, Zi Ling murmured to herself: "Mom, things are not what you imagined, I'm here to persuade Chu Lian, I want him to live a good life with his sister..."

"Shut up!"

Li Shunjuan walked over with a calm face, "I just want to ask you a question, do you agree with Chu Lian?"

Ziling opened her mouth, speechless, "Mom..."

She was rewarded with a loud slap in the face and a heartbroken reprimand, "How did I, Li Shunjuan, give birth to your shameless daughter! Are all the men in the world dead? You still want to like your brother-in-law, why are you so rude?" Bitch!"

"Aunt! Please calm down!"

Among the onlookers, a very graceful middle-aged man came out quickly, hugging the crumbling girl distressedly, "I think I still have a say in this matter. I know the past of Zi Ling and Chu Lian It’s very clear, but I don’t think it’s Ziling’s fault. The reason why the accident is called an accident is because it is unpredictable and unchangeable. Luping only lost a leg, but Ziling lost her In order to fulfill her elder sister, she would rather hide this unknown pain in her heart and stay away from home. Isn’t that enough? Auntie, I know you love your eldest daughter very much, but can you please take care of her properly? Little girl, don't be too biased, okay?"

The guests who couldn't see where the whole matter was biased were all speechless looking at the eloquent man, secretly guessing his relationship with the client.

"I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but there is one sentence that I really can't express."

Song Ci stared at Xiaoniaoyiren Wang Ziling and the man who seemed to be her father with a stern expression, "Sir, do you really think from the bottom of your heart that love is more important than legs?"

Fei Yunfan hugged the girl subconsciously shivering in his arms because of sharp criticism, "My answer is obvious."

"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!"

An angry roar swung an unstoppable iron fist at that refined and refined face, causing the owner who was caught off guard to fall to the corner of the wall together with his crooked gold-rimmed glasses.

Even though it was a pity that the groom who deserved the most beating was still standing there, some people still couldn't help applauding secretly for such a heart-warming move.

"Let's go!"

Daoming Si shook his sore fist, "Stop dealing with these messy psychopaths in the future, it will really lower your taste!"

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief. Although Daoming Temple's reckless behavior interrupted her follow-up plan, she was still very happy to see one or two normal-thinking people.

The wedding obviously couldn't go on, and the guests who couldn't stay for a long time excused themselves and left, only the Wang Chu family was forced to face the triangular relationship between their sons and daughters.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Chu Lian, a big scumbag, doesn’t like Luping and wants to marry someone else. He doesn’t even agree with his wife wanting a child. He still keeps the festival for Ziling after marriage~~_(:з」∠)_

In addition, Fei Yunfan has his own money, and it is not the heroine's turn to worry about it.

In the end, "Big Circle, Small Circle, Intersect." It comes from one of the favorite Hong Kong dramas of scumbag writers, and I made a lot of tears when I watched it.

Rose sugar, huh~~