Everything went unusually smoothly—from the audition before the New Year to the gossip sessions with relatives and friends during the holiday.
Now it was the wedding day.
“Where should I hide it…”
Song Qiuyu lowered her head. Gold and silver hair ornaments mingled with her black hair, cascading down. The two corners of the red veil draped loosely over her head lifted slightly, then fell.
She bent down, lifted the hem of her traditional Chinese wedding dress, and slipped off a pair of red embroidered shoes from her white socks.
Although the last time with Xia Qi, Xia Qi had put on her own shoes and opened the door, the most traditional move was for the bride to hide the shoes and let the groom find them. Only after he found them could he take the bride away.
She looked at the red embroidered shoes she had just taken off, turned her head, and glanced around.
The bridesmaids were also brainstorming for her.
“How about hiding them in the cabinet?”
“No, that’s too easy to find. How about behind the flowerpot?”
“No, no, no. I think the hardest yet easiest place is right under the bride’s butt. Just have the bride sit on them.”
“That trick is too mean.”
“Wait, there’s an even better place—still on the bride’s feet, but put socks over the shoes!”
Are you guys really my bridesmaids, not the FFF Group?
Song Qiuyu’s delicately made-up face showed a mix of amusement and exasperation. She felt that if she followed their schemes, Jiang Xiao might really fail to find her shoes.
It was supposed to be just a formality, but they were taking it so seriously.
Still, it wasn’t so bad.
She thought about how anxious Jiang Xiao and the groomsmen would look, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.
It was as if a pair of tiny devil horns had sprouted on top of her head, and a pointed devil tail had grown behind her, swaying gently with a soft hum.
The bridesmaids began discussing strategies to deal with the groomsmen.
Sang Tian raised her camera and recorded everything.
Soon, a phone call came.
“We’re stuck in traffic here. We might be a little late.”
Jiang Xiao’s anxious voice came through the phone.
“Huh? Traffic jam?”
Song Qiuyu held her phone. This kind of sudden situation wasn’t something she hadn’t considered.
Beside her, the bridesmaids all looked worried. They had just figured out how to test the groomsmen, and now they were stuck in traffic?
If time was delayed, all those carefully planned schemes might go to waste.
Then Wang Quan’s voice came through the phone.
“Today is my brother’s wedding day, and heaven just won’t give us any face!”
Wang Quan seemed to have opened the car door.
“How long are we going to wait? How about we just run over there?”
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu froze. Someone in the bridesmaids even whistled.
“As expected of classmate Wang, that’s a youthful and passionate suggestion.”
Zhu Ling pushed up her glasses, an inexplicable flush spreading across her face. “Although the traffic jam is unexpected, the appointed time to come pick up the bride won’t change. This is your first challenge—please arrive here on time!”
At these words, Song Qiuyu blinked, wanting to say something but holding back. The groom’s party running down the street? She guessed they might accidentally make it onto the hot search today.
It was something that could be done but wasn’t really necessary.
Before she could persuade them otherwise.
“Jiang Xiao, what do you say?”
Wang Quan turned to look at the groom and the groomsmen traveling with him. Watching their reactions, his expression turned serious.
Jiang Xiao glanced at the time and frowned.
“I’m thinking like this—maybe we can try livestreaming while we run, and let the audience cheer us on!”
Wang Quan pulled out his phone, his mind full of Zhu Ling’s words. To be honest, just because of his own suggestion, they were already a bit cornered.
Now that it had come to this, they might as well go with the flow and make use of the situation.
Hearing the first half, Song Qiuyu’s heart remained calm—challenges were dead, people were alive; they could be set and changed.
But when she heard the follow-up suggestion from Wang Quan, her eyes lit up.
Livestream while running?
That sounded good.
Jiang Xiao thought the same thing as her. He smiled and said, “Okay, it’s settled!”
So Wang Quan promptly took out his phone and started streaming.
“Friends, today is Lao Song and Lao Jiang’s wedding. Unfortunately, we’re stuck in traffic. If this keeps up, we’ll be late, so we’ve decided on the spot to just run there!”
Lin An pushed open his car door and also took out his phone to start livestreaming.
The livestream rooms began flooding with more and more users.
At first, these users thought they were joking—after all, no one had ever heard of someone running to pick up the bride.
Until they saw them all actually get out of the car, then flip their coat tails and start sprinting down the sidewalk.
“Please cheer for us!”
Jiang Xiao flashed a bright, sunny smile, showing a row of white teeth.
All the users were stunned.
The popularity of both livestream rooms skyrocketed.
Before Song Qiuyu could even hang up the phone with Jiang Xiao, the bridesmaids dutifully handed her their phones, letting her see the livestream clearly.
Today, there was no snow in Jinfeng City. A dozen young men faced the warm sun, running against the cold winter wind on Mingren Bridge, letting the harsh wind mess up their black hair.
Every face was brimming with youthful smiles.
The groomsmen were all somewhat famous in their own right.
Song Qiuyu and Jiang Xiao had also invited good friends they had worked with on TV dramas and gotten along well with.
The video of them livestreaming their dash to the bride shot up to the top ten of the hot search at an unimaginable speed.
And spread across major social platforms at a staggering rate.
Netizens buzzed with discussion.
“What’s going on? Why are they doing parkour on the bridge in the middle of winter?”
“Look at that lineup! I told you Song Qiuyu and Jiang Xiao’s wedding wouldn’t be ordinary. Even last year’s Best Actor came as a groomsman!”
“Whoa, where is this? Give me the address—I want to go watch!”
“Thanks for the invite. I’m at the scene. See that most expensive little car? I’m sitting inside!”
“So envious. If only I had such handsome groomsmen on my wedding day—or even better, if my groom was among them.”
“Jiang Xiao looks so handsome today, and the groomsmen too… I forgot the rest. Anyway, keep it up!”
“Is there a bride’s and bridesmaids’ perspective? Hurry up and set that up!”
While the groom and groomsmen were parkouring, the bride and bridesmaids were also discussing seriously. They reached a consensus and started their own livestream.
But it was a livestream of watching the groom and groomsmen’s parkour livestream.
Through their race against time, they finally arrived at the destination, panting heavily. Amid the calls from the livestream room, they walked tall toward the bride’s direction.
With a creak, the door to the bride’s room opened on its own. The person who stepped out was Xia Qi.
The running group stopped in their tracks, frowning warily.
“Pure roadblock. No money, no passage!”
Xia Qi indeed blocked their way, then said with a smile.
“Lao Lin.”
As if he had expected this, Jiang Xiao turned his face without thinking toward Lin An beside him.
Lin An took out a plump red envelope that had been prepared earlier, stepped forward two paces, and handed it to Xia Qi.
“How much is in here? If it’s less than five hundred, I won’t accept it!”
Xia Qi raised a finger and wagged it.
“A thousand.”
Lin An said with a smile.
“Oh!” Xia Qi paused for a moment, then her eyes sparkled. She quickly pocketed the red envelope, then exaggeratedly saluted them, turned sideways, and made an inviting gesture.
“Please, sir!”
At these words, everyone smiled.
As they passed by Xia Qi, the door to the bride’s room opened again.
This time, the person who came out was Sang Tian.
“Sister Sang Tian, why did you bring out three apples?”
Jiang Yu, also a member of the groomsmen, looked curiously at the three apples in Sang Tian’s small hands.
Lin An was also puzzled. He had already taken out another plump red envelope as backup.
“I don’t need money. I just need you to complete an apple-eating challenge.”
Sang Tian glanced at the red envelope and said with a gentle smile.
“Apple-eating challenge?”
Xie Zhuran seemed thoughtful.
Jiang Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly.
He looked at the door that had closed again and said seriously, “Lao Sang, tell us, how do we eat these apples to pass?”
“Toss the apple in the air while eating it. The apple can’t fall to the ground. If it does, you have to start over.”
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