Chapter 452

After dinner, Han Zhan opens his notebook and finds several videos of the final violin competition.

When he found that the contestants often performed for more than half an hour, he couldn't help casting worried eyes at Song porcelain.

Song Ci was eating Hami melon. When he saw it, he asked, "what are you looking at?"

Han Zhan said: "will it be very tired to play on stage for so long?"

Song porcelain said, "it's not easy anyway."

His eyes fell on Song porcelain's belly and said anxiously, "you have more than a month to go before the production. I can't put it down in my heart."

"The competition cycle is one month. I'm still one and a half months away from the due date. Don't worry, it will be OK."

Some children will be born before the due date, others will be delayed. Song Ci thinks that her due date is still one and a half months, the child will not come out half a month in advance.

But she was still worried. She sighed, "I hope the child can stay in my stomach for a few more days."

Han Zhan and Song Ci thought of going together. He pondered for a moment, made a decision, and said: "in this way, I will give you a professional gynecological team, so that they can follow you. I can rest assured."

Song porcelain also thinks that this is the best way, but...

"will it be too inspiring?" She took part in a violin competition with bodyguards and a gynecological team. The national leaders didn't do as much as she did when they went abroad. Song Ci was afraid that she would be scolded when it came out.

Han Zhan pinched Song Ci's cheek and said, "you deserve it."

Hearing this, Song Ci felt sweet.

Han Zhan turned off the computer and said to Song Ci, "go, go to bed. I have to catch a plane tomorrow."

"Well."

A good night's sleep.

In the morning of the next day, Han Zhan sent Song Ci back to Yulong villa to pack with her.

Song Ci's dress for the competition has been sent to Belgium. She only needs to bring everyday clothes. But Song Ci was very fond of beauty. She didn't wear the same clothes every day. She took five boxes of clothes with her.

Han Zhan stares at the pile of suitcases and can't help taking a picture and sending it to his circle of friends.

He was going to send pictures directly. What did he think of? He looked back at Song Ci in the dressing room and asked, "I'm going to send the photos of your suitcase to the circle of friends. I don't need P-pictures, do I?"

Song porcelain stopped, looked back and winked at him, then said: "yes."

Han Zhan has just made a circle of friends.

Han Zhan: my wife is going to Belgium to participate in the violin competition. She doesn't have many clothes, so she only has five boxes. Picture. Jpg.

Han Zhan has two wechat, one is the work number, and the other is the private number, which he sends. My friends in my personal number are all good friends in my life.

At this age, most of my friends have become married. When I saw Han Zhan's circle of friends, everyone left a message -

Northern War: [women are terrible. When I go out, I have to take four or five boxes, and when I come back, I have to take eight or nine boxes. 】

Dongfang Lin: [my wife doesn't take her luggage when she goes out, but every time she comes back, there's too much luggage in the trunk of the car. Women can really buy things. 】

Cheng Yanmo: [excuse me, I have no wife. 】

Han Zhan's circle of friends are all big men who know each other. You can leave a message under Han Zhan's wechat, and others can see it.

Li Li stares at Cheng Yanmo's message and tears bitterly. He and Cheng Yanmo are really brothers. They are men who have been married and divorced.

Song Ci changes her clothes in the dressing room. Even if she is pregnant, she has to dress up beautifully.

Han Zhan walks into the dressing room and sees Song Ci trying to put her little fat leg into a pair of white boots.

The white sheepskin boots are very decorative style. The shoes of this style are very thin. Song porcelain was in the third trimester of pregnancy, but still a little fat.

Originally put on will appear to decorate the leg type of sheepskin boots, now can't wear.

Han Zhan felt aggrieved for the boot, which wrapped the amount of meat that should not be wrapped.

Han Zhan couldn't see it any more. He said, "can't you change a pair?" He took a pair of eight hole Martin boots from the shoe rack and said to Song Ci, "this is more loose and comfortable for you."

Song Ci found that the sheepskin boots really couldn't be worn. She said, "fat, fat." She looked up at Han Zhan's shoes and said, "I'm a fashion blogger. You don't deserve my skirt."

Han Zhan's idol can't be understood.

"Don't wear that, just this." Han Zhan simply took the sheepskin boots in front of song porcelain and threw the pair of Martin boots in front of song porcelain.

Song porcelain is full of breath, and says: "big belly, can't bend down, you can wear it for me."

Han zhanzhen squatted down and put on Martin boots for song porcelain. He had no index finger and middle finger in his right hand, so he pinched the shoelace with his thumb and ring finger.

Song Ci looks down at Han Zhan patiently tying his shoelaces, and suddenly realizes that he is making trouble out of nothing. She said awkwardly, "you get up. I'll take the one left."Han Zhan said, "I'll wear it for you."

Song porcelain snatched the shoes, wearing them while saying: "one meter nine, squatting on the ground looks silly. Get up and stop squatting. "

Han Zhan knew that song porcelain was in love with him, but he didn't find out.

Han Zhan looked at Song porcelain's cloakroom and found that song porcelain had many clothes, but few fur. He asked her, "don't you like fur?"

Song porcelain was tying her shoelaces, and without raising her head, she said, "I like it."

"Why is it rare for you to buy fur?"

Song Ci frowned and said, "I used to like fur, but later I was insulted by environmentalists. Mu Qiu is an environmentalist. During the summer vacation, Mu Qiu cheated me to the fur production site, forcing me to see the bloody scene. "

"I was too scared to wear fur any more." There are only a few pieces of fur in the cloakroom of song porcelain. They are all imitation fur.

Song Ci was in a trance when she mentioned Mu Qiu's name again. Han qiuzhan raised her head and asked, "how is it now?" Song Ci knows that Han Zhan has always sent people to watch Mu Qiu to prevent Mu Qiu from becoming a demon.

Han Zhan told her: "she is now living a good life in yuezhao nunnery, and can already preside over small-scale legal affairs."

Song CIPO was a little surprised. "Is she really devoted to Buddhism?"

Han Zhan: "it looks like it's true."

Speaking of Mu Qiu, song porcelain inevitably thought of Cheng Yanmo. "That Cheng was always with her, and then he really didn't get in touch with her?"

"No Han Zhan thought of something. He asked Song Ci, "do you know about Cheng Yanmo's love affair?"

"Is Cheng Yanmo in love?" Song Ci didn't know about it

"His assistant, Vivien."

Song Ci has some impression on Vivian. Last year, Cheng Yanmo brought Vivian to their house for dinner. "He's finally in love. I'm worried that he can't let Mu Qiu go in his heart. He's planning to live a single life."

"Not at all."

Han Miao and Han Jun know that their mother is going to take part in the violin competition this time, but they don't quarrel with Song Ci to take them with them.

After lunch, the two sisters took Song Ci to the room.

Han Miao and Han Jun sleep on the same bed. Han Miao says to Song Ci, "Mom, you can't leave until we fall asleep, OK?"

How can Song Ci refuse Xiaoai's proposal?

"Good."

"Will you bring us the little stars?"

"All right."

Listening to Song Ci playing the little star, Han Miao and Han Jun roll on the bed for a while and then fall asleep. Song porcelain put away the Qin and kissed the children on the cheek. Then she left their room lightly.

Han Zhan is waiting for her in the living room downstairs. Seeing her coming down, he reaches for her piano box. "Let's go. Everything's loaded. It's time to go to the airport."

"Good."

Originally, song porcelain only planned to take two bodyguards and a Chinese cook, as well as her stylist friend Allen and Allen's assistant to participate in the competition.

Because of Han Zhan's temporary intention, there is another gynecological team. The team consisted of three people, one obstetrician and two assistants.

The original line of six people became a line of nine people.

Han Zhan asked long Yu to apply for a flight to Belgium early, so that Song Ci could go to Belgium directly by his family's private plane.

When Song Ci arrived at the airport, he found that Song Fei and Shen Yubei had already arrived. When she saw that everyone was there, she felt that there was no pressure.

Song porcelain gathered her hair behind her ears and said with a smile, "you all come to see me off. If I fail to win the championship, I'm sorry to come back to see you."

Hearing Song Ci say so, song Feili said, "I'll go now." She really wants to leave and relieve Song Ci.

Song Ci grabs Song Fei's hand. "Don't go, Song Fei!"

Song Fei stops, looks at her, does not speak. Song porcelain pinched Song Fei's hand, she said: "champion's night, you must come."

On Song Fei's cold and gorgeous face, he raised a faint smile, "well, I will come."

Song porcelain looked at Shen Yubei again, "teacher, wait for my good news."

Seeing that song porcelain was under great pressure, Shen Yubei said earnestly, "Song porcelain, who really loves music, never cares about winning or losing. No matter whether the world recognizes her ability or her status, as long as she loves music and does not give up music, she is the king of music. "

Shen Yubei hugged song porcelain and said with great pride, "it doesn't matter whether you win the championship or not. In the teacher's heart, from the moment when you knelt down in front of my house three years ago, you are the champion. "

From the moment when he conquered his demons, song porcelain was the king without a crown.

"... teacher." Hearing this, Song Ci almost burst into tears. "I see what you mean." The teacher is afraid that her expectation of this competition is too high, and that she will not get the champion in the end and will be depressed.

But she'll never get down.

Music has never won or lost, only love or not. To make music with the heart of winning or losing, you can never make music that is really successful."Teacher rest assured, I will go all out, is to lose or win, I don't care."

When Shen Yubei heard her answer, he knew that song porcelain really understood his intention. "All right, good boy!" Knowing that Han Zhan and song porcelain had something to say, Shen Yubei left first.

After Shen Yubei left, Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's shoulder. He said, "Mr. Shen just hugged you. If there is another man, I can beat him to death."

Song porcelain smiles, bright and beautiful, as beautiful as a rose.

Song Dynasty Han Zhan opened his arms and asked him, "do you want to hug me?"

Han Zhan shook his head. He said, "no, I'll give you a hug when you win the championship."

"Are you so confident in me?"

Han Zhan is always full of confidence in her.

Han Zhan took a deep look at Song porcelain, then took the piano box off his back, stepped back, presented the box with both hands, and said to song porcelain, "Han Zhan is here. I wish you an invincible player in the competition, and your honor will be full back!"

Song porcelain is staring at Han Zhan in amazement. At this moment, time flies back to the Luo Dynasty more than 600 years ago.

That year, in the maple leaf forest, the young prince held the daily arrow in his hand and carefully hid his deep love without regret. His voice was bright and proud, and he said: "little general Nangong, may this daily arrow go to battle with you and gallop on the battlefield! Alone in the capital, I wish you an invincible combatant and still a young man when you come back! "

The overlapping pictures of past and present life make song porcelain's eyes hazy. She took the piano box in both hands and looked at Han Zhan. She had a thousand words in her heart, but she didn't know where to say it.

The afterglow of the setting sun lengthens and stretches their figures, like two parallel lines that will not collide, just as they did more than 600 years ago.

But this time, song porcelain took the initiative to step forward, stood on tiptoe and kissed Han Zhan's forehead.

That should not intersect the two lines, eventually met.

She said, "I love you."

I love you. I love you 600 years ago and I will love you 600 years later.

Han Zhan looked up at the woman in front of him. He squeezed his hands into fists and said in a dumb voice, "I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time..." he still remembers how desperate he was when he handed the arrow to Nangong Xian 600 years ago.

At that time, he thought, if there is an afterlife...

if there is an afterlife, he will never let her bear the rise and fall of the country!

He wants her to be rich and beautiful, to play the piano, to write poems and to enjoy all her splendor and wealth!

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