According to most wedding requirements, the bride has to get up at four o'clock to do her makeup and hair.
But since the wedding was not that important to the parties involved, after some negotiation, Lin Luosang maintained his basic sleep time and delayed getting up until seven o'clock.
As for the wedding, it’s not with the person he loves, it’s just a formality to show his great-grandmother, no need to take it too seriously.
She was originally planning to put on makeup casually, but unexpectedly Pei Hanzhou had made an appointment with a makeup artist, and the professional makeup artist came to her house with the tools at 7:30.
"Don't tell me, I've heard Pei Hanzhou is very good at controlling situations." Sheng Qianye held his elbow. "I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful even when it comes to marriage. His emotional intelligence is really high. No wonder he's so successful that mortals like me can only look up to him."
Lin Luosang didn't feel much. "Why do you think I earn more in a month of being in the spotlight than he does in a minute of rest?"
Sheng Qianye: "...You don't have to be so straightforward, baby."
"People should have goals. They can't give up pursuing them just because they're too far away," Sheng Qianye said confidently, pointing a slender finger. "First, set a small goal and make 100 million yuan a year."
Lin Luosang was silent for a moment, then joined his friend in a verbal attack, his tone full of exaggerated approval: "It's indeed a small goal. I feel like I'll be on the Forbes celebrity list tomorrow. People like Pei Hanzhou are only fit to carry my shoes."
"How about this," Sheng Qianye snapped his fingers, "Let's just make him one minute a week, how about that?"
Lin Luosang propped up his head and blinked at her: "Instead of dreaming, why don't you go wash your face first? It will be your turn to put on makeup later."
“…”
Another bridesmaid, Ji Ning, was expected to arrive in twenty minutes. After the makeup artist finished with Sheng Qianye, she politely went outside to wait, leaving the small space for the two of them.
Sheng Qianye hugged the pillow, looked at the bed under him, and suddenly said: "I haven't asked yet..."
Seeing his best friend raise his eyebrows, Lin Luosang's voice automatically softened as he gossiped, and he teased, "How was it? Was the work good?"
It was unbelievable that he had been holding it in for so long and was only asking such a low-brow question. Lin Luosang didn't want to answer.
Sheng Qianye coaxed her, "Is this how you treat a female celebrity who took time off to be your bridesmaid? You can't even satisfy my curiosity? Do you know how curious I am about the compatibility of a man's skills and appearance?"
Unable to withstand the barrage of questions, she casually replied, "It's okay, 9.8."
Sheng Qianye didn't react at first: "What 9.8?"
"Score."
After coming to his senses, Sheng Qianye fell down laughing on the bed: "If he knew how you rated him, guess how you'd die tonight?"
"You know, I know, the bed knows, the pillow knows, but he won't know."
Lin Luosang cooperated with Sheng Qianye to answer many questions, and then Ji Ning finally arrived. Along with Ji Ning arrived was the crown brought by the housekeeper, which was her wedding headdress.
The crown is very beautiful, small and exquisite, with clear and gorgeous diamonds, and staggered in an orderly manner.
Lin Luosang originally thought it was pretty, until Sheng Qianye recognized him from behind. "Damn—I saw this at an auction. It cost over 50,000 euros. It's an antique from the 1900s. He's really willing to spend that much."
Ji Ning said: "Our skirts are not cheap either, they are from Vera Wang."
This brand is a favorite of female celebrities and politicians' daughters.
The butler said with a hint of guilt, "The master wanted to customize a Valentino wedding dress for you, but time was running out. He only got you the main model from Bridal Fashion Week. The customized model will probably be a while away."
"Are you still making custom models?" Lin Luosang frowned. "Do you still need this after the wedding?"
"I'm not sure about that. Maybe other ladies have it, and Mr. wants you to have it too."
The housekeepers and the others all knew that Pei Hanzhou always treated those around him unfairly, regardless of whether they liked it or not. He was always generous with his sense of ceremony, and was generous and thoughtful. This was probably a quality he had developed over many years of doing business.
Lin Luosang nodded: "Okay."
It's his business if he likes to spend money, and she can't do anything about it.
The wedding was not complicated at all, and the location was set in China to accommodate the great-grandmother. When Lin Luosang and the two bridesmaids got into the wedding car, Pei Hanzhou was still reviewing documents in the passenger seat.
...What kind of professionalism is this?
A long line of luxury wedding cars was very impressive, and people were taking pictures along the way.
Luo Xun, who was driving, was probably bored, so he started chatting with Pei Hanzhou, talking about a jewelry tycoon who had been shrewd for decades but ended up going bankrupt after squandering all his fortune on a woman in her twenties.
Pei Hanzhou was not interested and replied lazily.
After the car arrived, the best man and bridesmaid went backstage to prepare first. Lin Luosang was the last one to get off the car and found Pei Hanzhou standing in front of him, motioning for them to enter together.
Even with only two days of preparation, the wedding was still several times more extravagant than she had imagined.
Facing this obvious den of money, her mind was filled with the word "exaggeration" and she couldn't help but prepare for a rainy day: "Will you go bankrupt?"
He misunderstood and curled his lips nonchalantly: "Are you still thinking about what Luo Xun said? That was just for women."
"Without love, I have no weaknesses and will not be defeated." The man's peach blossom eyes were naturally full of tenderness and his voice was also very pleasant, but the words he spoke were strangely cold.
"I will not have any weaknesses, and Pei's will never go bankrupt."
In the distance, birds flapped their wings and flew by. She lifted her skirt and looked at the long road ahead.
Rather than the fact that both sides' parents were not present at the same time, the tacit understanding between the two was that they would not and could not fall in love with each other.
When you think about it this way, it makes sense.
The wedding was filled with soft English songs. Sheng Qianye couldn't help but complain, "It would be better if you sang instead. At least you have an album."
"My album?" Lin Luosang resisted. "Forget it."
In recent years, apart from releasing a few money-making EPs with her band, she only released a cover album very early on, which included a few random hums. One year, she missed the award because of her cover album.
Her first album is long out of print, and few people who bought it are likely keeping it as a treasure. Now she has switched to a more popular vocal style, and it's better not to mention her youthful past that she can't even recognize herself.
She didn't remember much of what happened next, only casually saying vows and exchanging rings. Her only relative was a brother, and his was a great-grandmother. Such a large family presence was considered unusual for a wedding, but the two didn't ask each other about it, choosing to remain silent.
My great-grandmother was so moved that even her wrinkles were filled with satisfaction.
The banquet was held and ended in a high-profile manner, and Lin Luosang changed out of her wedding dress and returned home.
She didn't expect Pei Hanzhou's car to be at the door, so she got in naturally. Luo Xun turned around to greet her, and after starting the car, he naturally asked Pei Hanzhou, "Do you want to listen to your precious CD?"
Luo Xun continued to tease, "I don't know what they're singing about. The album title is also scuffed and I can't see it clearly. Otherwise, with your love for it, you would definitely have that female singer..."
He suddenly stopped talking here, and Luo Xun realized that the newlywed wife of the person being teased was sitting behind him. Even though he knew the hidden truth of the marriage, he still felt that it was extremely shameful for him to cheat on his sister-in-law.
Luo Xun coughed twice and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. I was just kidding. He really doesn't have any red roses or white roses."
Lin Luosang smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay."
You are not a real couple, so why bother about so many things?
Zhang Ailing once said something to the effect that a man has two roses in his life, one red and one white. If he marries the white rose, the white one becomes an ordinary grain of rice, while the red one becomes a cinnabar mole that he can never forget. If he marries the red rose, the red one becomes an insignificant speck of mosquito blood, while the white one becomes the bright moonlight that is hard to let go.
So it was normal for Pei Hanzhou to have a sweetheart named Rose, and she really didn't mind.
But at that moment, Lin Luosang suddenly had an idea -
She seemed to know what song she should perform on her first stage.
"Audio-Visual Feast" recently urged singers to submit songs to facilitate stage preparations, and the deadline was set three times. Each time, she failed to submit because she had no inspiration.
As soon as he got home, Lin Luosang started writing lyrics. After finishing the lyrics, he turned on the computer to compose music, and completed most of the vocal tracks in one go.
She wrote for seven or eight hours without blinking, and only realized that it was getting late and she was a little hungry when the song took shape.
Artists don’t have the right to eat and drink as much as they want, so she made a cup of whole-wheat cereal and then checked her phone for messages.
Sheng Qianye asked her about her married life, and Lin Luosang pressed the voice button: "Stop gossiping. What happened next is that I went home and he went to talk about work. He originally said he would be back tonight, but it's already this late and I don't think it's time-"
Before she could finish her denial, the facial recognition lock on the door automatically unlocked, and a neatly dressed man appeared at the door.
“…”
Lin Luosang swiped up to cancel the send.
So sometimes people should not be too complacent.
The man glanced at her indifferently, but the dim light without lights on made the glance more meaningful.
Seeing him start to take off his coat after looking at her, Lin Luosang immediately jumped up from the chair: "So fast? Wait, I haven't showered yet!"
Pei Hanzhou hung his coat on the hanger, turned on the light, and looked at her in confusion.
Realizing that he had misunderstood, Lin Luosang could only bite the bullet and try to explain himself, taking his clothes and going into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, she found that Pei Hanzhou had also finished showering. His hair was still wet with water dripping down, and it had a smell that was about to get rid of.
So is it what she thought?
She didn't know how to proceed in a less awkward manner, so she sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, struggling to make a choice. He slowly finished blowing her hair while she was thinking.
The familiar gaze met again. Lin Luosang swallowed hard, clenched his fists with a fearless attitude, and then heard him say, "The ring is inside out."
"……ah?"
He beckoned her over. "They got the wrong wedding ring box."
Pei Hanzhou had already taken off his ring and now took out a women's ring from his pocket.
She was busy writing songs when she got back, so naturally she forgot to take it off. When the man took the ring off for her, she felt a little embarrassed. Not taking it off for so long seemed like she was really attached to this marriage...
She was still complaining that her work made her forgetful until she felt warm breath behind her ear and then she slowly reacted.
The man put the ring on the bedside table with his hands behind his back and started to do his business. The curtains closed automatically and her slender wrist was grabbed.
The moonlight flows in a winding manner.
At three o'clock, Pei Hanzhou picked out his clothes and went out. Lin Luosang had dark circles under his eyes and thought with despair -
If he says four hours, it's exactly four hours. The unscrupulous capitalists' sense of time is so accurate that it's frightening.
A week later, the first episode of the second season of "Audio-Visual Feast" began recording.
The program team invited several veteran singer-songwriters, two of whom are well-known in the industry. Besides the talented performers, there are also two popular singers. The order of performances is determined by drawing lots, and the rankings are determined by on-site and online voting. One contestant is eliminated each episode.
Lin Luosang was drawn to perform fourth, behind a rapper.
The rhythmic rap ignited the atmosphere to a certain level, and her situation was very dangerous unless she could deliver a sufficiently impressive performance.
She may not be the best in singing skills, but as she came from a girl group, she has quite rich stage experience, which is her advantage. However, the girl group style is not the type preferred by this program, so it is also her disadvantage.
She confirmed with her piano teacher and accompanist, nodded to signal the start of the performance, and the stage gradually darkened.
Other singers either bring their own band or are a band by themselves. When the audience saw that she only had a piano, they couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little disappointed. They leaned back in their chairs with a lack of interest, guessing that this performance would be the worst.
Lin Luosang was not affected and entered the climax of the song at his own pace:
He has a cinnabar in his heart
Red roses are ever-changing
There is always no flaw in what you can't hold
The one in my arms is too bland
When she sang "Red Rose", she snapped her fingers, and a rose suddenly appeared at her fingertips. Before the audience could see it clearly, she shook her fingers gently at the moment the lyrics ended, and the rose withered into petals and fell to the ground.
The camera focuses on the petals, and her cheeks are blurred and mysterious.
The sluggish atmosphere in the audience suddenly became lively again. Everyone sat up straight and stared intently, regretting their earlier carelessness: "Is this a magic trick or a special effect?!"
She chose a noble and cool jazz style for the arrangement of this song. The grey silk dress she wore matched the style of the song very well. She stood on the position of a white rose who was obtained but not cherished, and advised the next "white rose" to see through it as soon as possible.
She has an outstanding temperament, like a cat, with a kind of restrained and sophisticated laziness. When she is about to smile, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised and her pupils are sparkling, but her face has a bit of the delicate and pretty girlishness.
It is like a powder-green glaze porcelain vase that is only for exhibition, which should be displayed in a glass window with just the right lighting, with the words "No Trespassing" written all over it, but it makes people not satisfied with just admiring it from a distance.
She slowly sat on the piano, her long eyelashes drooping, her skirt swaying across her slender ankles, her voice ethereal as she sang, and the lingering sound even had a hint of retreating teasing.
Many women in the audience stared with their eyes wide open.
But at some point the music suddenly stopped, all the lights went out except for one, and the hall was silent.
Everyone's heart beat faster and they watched her with bated breath.
Under the spotlight, Lin Luosang lazily leaned on the piano podium, and threw the microphone away indifferently with his other hand. Everyone was nervous, but the microphone did not fall to the ground. In an instant, it was replaced by a stack of playing cards.
She stood straight with her legs crossed, curling her lips into a meaningless smile, pinching the card with two fingers and slowly twisting it outwards, her hair blowing in the wind, stunning and agile—
The piano music surged upward, becoming more and more passionate. She jumped off the piano while dealing cards, her red high heels tapping the ground, making people's hearts itch. The high-pitched chorus that was like a killer move was about to burst out -
Let him indulge himself for a while
Stunning things are inevitably weathered by time
Only fantasy never collapses
He only loves the complexity of regret
Her high notes almost blew the roof off the room. Those who had doubted her just now were instantly captivated. They stood up in excitement, cupped their hands to their lips and cheered: "Beautiful!!"
The atmosphere reached its peak.
The program also has a live broadcast room, and the barrage is also scrolling rapidly at this moment:
Her singing made my bones soften.
【Ahhh, I, a woman, was teased to the point of screaming! 】
[I'm tired of innocent characters, and I'm willing to be a slave to the enchanting beauty.]
Who the hell would let a woman like this be their backup? Are they crazy?
The performance here was getting better and better. On the other side, Pei Hanzhou had just finished signing a document in the company. Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, he planned to inspect the work at the grassroots level.
The private elevator stopped at the sixteenth floor, and as soon as it opened he heard screams.
"Sister is so beautiful! I give her a perfect score for her stage performance! Today I am the number one dog on the internet for Sister! I will treasure the beautiful woman's hand in my heart!!"
The little girl in the center just finished howling, then turned around and closed her computer in fear: "Pei... Mr. Pei..."
Pei Hanzhou had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice, "Open it."
The girl gritted her teeth and opened the lid. Lin Luosang on the screen was about to end her performance. Her graceful figure was outlined by her soft long skirt. The white rose that was in full bloom at her fingertips withered in an instant, leaving only dry branches.
This is what the song "Cinnabar" wants to express: all roses will wither, but they will always be eternal in a man's memory.
Pei Hanzhou wanted to scold them for not doing their job properly, but was inexplicably attracted by her last performance. After watching for a long time, he found out that this was Lin Luosang?
Can she also perform magic?
The author has something to say: First glance: This singer looks familiar and looks okay
Second glance: Oh, it’s my wife
After thinking about it: Not bad, I give it 9.8 (not)
Pei's will definitely not go bankrupt, but President Pei will definitely slap his face and have a weak spot 0v0
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