I had to admire Jian Yi's execution ability, and took Hua Ting to take wedding photos the next day.
The reason why Hua Ting agreed was because she wanted to leave some evidence of her existence in history.
In the future, she could travel back to the 21st century and look for clues about herself on Baidu, so as not to make people think she was in the past. dream.
She was wearing a simple milky white wedding dress, and she and Jian Yi, who was in a black and white suit, stood in front of an old-fashioned retro iron camera in the photo studio, with a rather stiff expression on the corner of her mouth, which made even the old photographer couldn't help but feel sad.
Pressing the shutter button repeatedly reminded the heroine to smile more naturally.
Hua Ting couldn't smile for some reason.
She wasn't like this when taking selfies in the past.
Not to mention how happy she was when facing the front camera of her mobile phone, but this time when facing this solemn and old-fashioned camera in front of her But he kept wandering away and didn't know what was wrong with him.
"Sister Hua, please smile happily.
If others don't know, they think I tied you up to get married."
Jian Yi showed her bright white teeth and smiled brightly.
"Okay, let's take pictures like this or not," Hua Ting said with a stinky face.
The old photographer had no choice but to press the shutter.
Three, two, one, there was a "bang" sound, and the dazzling white light made Hua Ting blink her eyes.
"How long will it take for the photos to come out?"
Jian Yi couldn't wait to step forward and fiddle with the iron camera on the tripod.
"A week."
The old man replied calmly.
"So long."
"Why are you so anxious that you act as if you are going to die tomorrow?"
Hua Ting couldn't bear it and rolled her eyes at him, lifted up her skirt and headed towards the dressing room.
"Frame the photo and hang it on the east-facing wall of our living room."
Jian Yi had already made plans.
"It looks like a dead person, why don't you make it black and white?"
Hua Ting originally just wanted to joke, but suddenly thought, "Oh, the photos in this era are only black and white."
The old photographer glanced towards the other side of the dressing room in confusion.
"My wife is like this, a bit silly."
Jian Yi explained with a smile.
Since the failed proposal that day, Bai Qihong has never been to Paramount.
In recent days, he has been either running from the opium warehouse to the Bai Mansion.
The scandalous topic between him and Zhao Yiran has never appeared in any section of Shanghai Daily, but this is not his style at all.
Could it be that this old man’s conscience has discovered it?
Recently, large-scale demonstrations were launched in Peiping, and the rising sentiment of students to resist Japan and save the nation has infected Shanghai, which has always been a life of luxury and wealth; this day happened to be the happy day for Zhao Yiran and the inspector.
As soon as Hua Ting came out of the casino after checking her accounts, she encountered an anti-Japanese demonstration by Shanghai college students.
The streets were bustling with people, and pedestrians stepped aside.
A huge group of students advanced slowly.
On a white banner with blood-like cinnabar, it read "Do not recognize the political affairs committee members of the new Shanghai government."
"Oppose any puppet organization", "Recover the lost territory of the Northeast" and other slogans in big characters.
The leading young man only wore a black Sun Yat-sen student uniform on a cold day, holding a loudspeaker and shouting slogans.
The students behind him raised their fists in response, and the white mist came from When it comes out of the mouth, there is also a bit more of a taste of excitement and broken mountains and rivers.
Ah Yao led several brothers to escort Hua Ting to the middle.
Just as he was about to leave quickly, he saw Hua Ting turning around and looking at the students at the head of the team, lost in thought.
This parade is long.
The scene was not chaotic.
Ayao and his brothers looked at each other and stood aside obediently.
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Hua Ting was stunned for a few seconds, then she pursed her lips, wrapped her mink fur tightly around her body, and squeezed into the group of students.
The luxurious fabrics she wore looked quite out of place in the pristine student uniforms.
The female student next to her looked at her strangely, but she did not raise her head.
She only looked down at the neat steps of the students, her leather boots hitting the ground.
A high-pitched sound.
Mixed in the footsteps of students' flat leather shoes.
There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and Hua Ting was knocked out accidentally.
The heel of her shoe twisted, and she held on to the wall beside her.
He stabilized his body and stared blankly at the flying braids of the female student in front of him.
"Traitors don't deserve to be in our team."
The female student gave her a look of disdain.
"Traitor" Hua was stunned after hearing this.
"Yes, your father, your husband, who is not a traitor, including you, why do you come to our team?"
She is an inconspicuous female student.
Her hair was neatly tied into long braids at both ends.
She wore a plain cotton-padded jacket over her uniform, revealing half of a black pleated skirt.
Thick white cotton socks wrapped her calves, and on her feet she wore a pair of pitch-black boots.
Hidden-buckle leather shoes, her face was flushed with excitement at this moment, and her eyes were clear and spotless.
Hua Ting came to her senses, but had no words to refute.
The female student glared at her contemptuously again, turned around and returned to the parade.
Hua Ting was stunned for a while, and then suddenly remembered that Jian Yi had lived with the reputation of being a traitor for so many years.
He said he didn't trust anyone but her.
Looking at the retreating parade, Hua Ting suddenly understood the heart wrapped in loneliness under the disguise of that playful smiling face.
It was holy and noble, like a rose blooming on the tip of a knife, dangerous and dangerous.
Loyalty is a level she can never reach.
The wedding between Zhao Yiran and the inspector was held at the Gu family ancestral hall where Huating first met him.
Some rain accumulated in the mouths of the two lions in front of the ancestral hall.
A Western-style car was parked in the center of the vermilion main entrance.
The driver flicked the cotton handkerchief and wiped the dark front of the car brightly; Hua Ting stepped forward and wiped the front of the car brightly.
The heavy door slowly opened with a creaking sound, and after stepping over the high threshold, there was a bustle of gongs and drums.
The actors started singing on the stage, and the people in the yard felt that their faces were vague, but the joy and joy in everyone's eyes were sincere.
A Chinese-style wedding has a unique flavor with the addition of the inspector, a veritable "theater fan".
The actor on the stage wears heavy makeup, has a beautiful voice, trims his hair, puts on his hairpin, throws up his sleeves, lowers his waist, and when he turns around and looks back, his eyes full of emotions bring out all kinds of emotions.
The melody is long and circuitous, and the words are like glutinous rice grinding out sticky juice in a stone mill.
When the brocade robe is hung, it is lingering, graceful and graceful.
The graceful figure walked around the guests at the banquet, holding flowers with her jade fingers.
The water sleeves covered half of her face, revealing only a pair of tearful almond eyes.
Her soft thoughts matched this desire.
Hua Ting suddenly understood why her great-grandfather fell in love with excerpts.
Although she didn’t understand the babbling singing tunes, she was moved by the truth, and somewhere in her heart felt soft unknowingly. down.
She was looking at the actor on the stage in trance, but her wrist was firmly held by a hand.
"Sit here."
Hua Ting turned around, and Chen Shu, with a bright smile on his face, pointed to the only empty seat beside him.
"Why are you here?"
"Miss Zhao invited me, and," Chen Shu said with a hint of softness in his tone, "she also arranged the seats."
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Chen Shu wore a neatly tailored black suede coat and a pair of low-heeled leather boots, which made him look even taller.
The gray raccoon fur collar slightly brushed his strong chin when the wind blew, and he raised his eyebrows slightly. , it’s natural He looked in high spirits; while Hua Ting beside him was wearing a plain brocade dress and an off-white cashmere coat of a similar style.
Her small face was hidden between the dark hair and the snow-white fur collar, and she looked more and more intoxicating. state.
Although she has a handsome face, she has a different kind of charming charm.
There were not many tables in the yard, only 5.
There were Zhao Yiran's four sisters in Paramount and only seven or eight colleagues who were inspecting and supervising.
Hua Ting glanced around and saw that there really weren't any vacancies, so she had to sit down.
Chen Shu sat down next to him.
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