Old street, the wedding venue for Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole.

"What's the matter with these people?"

"No, it seems that there are more and more people."

Fang Shengnan and Xiong Sangou looked at more and more people across the old street, and both frowned.

From more than seven in the morning, a group of people began to gather across the old street. At first, Fang Shengnan and Xiong Sangou were busy preparing for the scene and didn't pay attention for the moment.

Until more than nine o'clock, Xiong Sangou found that there were more and more people opposite. He slipped over quietly and sneaked into the crowd to inquire. Only then did he find that these people were all Lin Yao's fans.

They didn't talk much. They just waited quietly across the old street. Xiong Sangou observed that these people were still holding rolled up banners and didn't know what was written in them.

However, fortunately, these people do not carry controlled knives and other things, but even so, if Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole's wedding car comes later, these extreme fans will make trouble nearby, it will not be easy to deal with.

"Sheng Nan, what's going on?"

Song Yan also noticed the situation across the street and hurriedly ran over to Sheng Nan and asked.

Xiong Sangou said, "aunt, I'm a fan of Lin Yao. I'm probably a little reluctant to marry my idol. Don't worry, we'll find a way to deal with it."

When song Yanchao looked across the street and found that there were at least hundreds of people, he couldn't help but say sadly:

"Aren't these people? You can find it. Xiaole and Xiaoyao are already on the way. Don't make trouble later! "

Fang Guoqing also came and comforted song Yan: "maybe they just came to say congratulations?"

Song Yan stared at him: "do you think everyone can think like you?"

At this time, a wedding motorcade appeared on the road in the distance. Xiong Sangou said unexpectedly, "so fast?"

Fang Shengnan looked around, picked up a folding stool and ran directly opposite. Xiong Sangou grabbed her and said, "what are you doing?"

"I'll stop those guys! We can't let them ruin the happy days of my brother and Xiaoyao! " Fang Shengnan broke free and ran to the crowd across the road with a folding stool.

"Sheng Nan!"

Fang Guoqing shouted behind him. Turning his head, he saw that song Yan also picked up a folding stool and followed. He was startled. He stretched out his hand to pull it, but he didn't hold it.

"Uncle, I will protect Shengnan and aunt."

Xiong Sangou said to each other on national day and hurried after them.

Before the three had crossed the road, the wedding team was getting closer and closer. One of Lin Yao's fans gathered on the roadside suddenly shouted:

"Everybody, guys!"

"No, it's too late!" Fang Shengnan and song Yan exclaimed.

At the next moment, Lin Yao's fans neatly held up more than a dozen banners, waving brightly in the sun.

"Happy wedding, late birth of your son!"

"Lin Yao can marry at ease, and her mother will follow her forever!"

"Fang thief, don't be sorry for my Lin Yao!"

"Fang thief, please treat Lin Yao well!"

"I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and raise your eyebrows!"

There are all kinds of banners, including those who sincerely congratulate their newlyweds, those who are unwilling to reluctantly accept them, and those who are full of tears, but no matter what, these people don't take more drastic actions, but just quietly watch the wedding car drive by slowly.

The window of the first car rolled down and Lin Yao's face appeared. She waved to the fans with a gentle smile and shouted:

"Thank you!"

When these people saw Lin Yao, they were immediately excited and all waved to her in tears.

"It's Lin Yao, sobbing. Lin Yao is so beautiful today, sobbing!"

"Lin Yao is still so gentle, sobbing!"

"Lin Yao, take care of yourself!"

"Woo woo!"

One by one, these people are like their own daughters getting married. The one who cries is a torn heart.

"Don't worry, I'm very happy!"

Lin Yao was also moved and shouted to the fans.

Who knows, after hearing her say "very happy", she cried even more.

The wedding car drove through the road and turned to the entrance of the wedding venue.

These people watched Lin Yao's wedding car disappear and looked disappointed. One of the girls said to everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our operation is over. I declare that the anti Crusader sniper Corps is officially dissolved."

"Commander of the army!"

"Commander of the army!"

These people are the extreme Lin fans in the QQ group of the anti Crusader sniper Corps. They rushed to Jiangrong yesterday, and even ran over to investigate the terrain in advance and formulate several battle plans.

But last night, when they received the refund of the blade sent by aiyao studio and learned that the money was actually arranged by Fang Xiaole to return it to them, these people were silent.

At this time, the head of the sniper corps, that is, the charming girl, finally decided: continue!

However, the content of the action should be revised from "preventing the wedding" to "happily sending Lin Yao to marry".

After all, the action of returning the money for buying blades shows that although Fang thief is hateful, he is still a gentle and meticulous person in essence.

Moreover, Fang thief also helped Lin Yao write so many golden songs, which was so helpful to Lin Yao's career.

Fang thief's job is a variety director. He has contacted so many beautiful female stars and has never seen any gossip about him.

In fact, such a man can barely make cattle and horses for the Yao goddess.

Lin Yao is a woman who wants to get married after all. Instead of marrying a scum man in case of dishonor in the future, she might as well marry a Fang thief who looks good at present.

These extreme fans involuntarily began to reflect on their behavior and felt that Fang thief was actually good.

Instead of destroying the wedding and making Lin Yao sad, it's better to send her to marry happily and leave the sadness to herself.

So, this is the scene just now.

"I don't think the sniper Corps can be dissolved yet. We should monitor Fang thief. What if he is bad to Lin Yao in the future?"

It was suggested.

"Yes! We want to watch the thieves! "

"But I can't help crying at the thought that I might see Lin Yao and Fang thief show their love in the future, and even watch Lin Yao get pregnant and have a baby."

"Wuwu, stop talking, Wuwu..."

A group of people began to cry again.

In the wedding car, Lin Yao leaned on Fang Xiaole's shoulder a little uncomfortable.

"Husband, am I too selfish?"

Fang xiaole'an comforted: "your fans just hope to see you often. After I get married, you can often send some daily life on the Internet, show love and bask in happiness. They will be very happy when they see it!"

At the side of the road, song Yan and Fang Shengnan were stunned in situ. They didn't know how to place the folding stool in their hands for a moment.

Xiong Sangou came forward silently, took the folding stool in their hands, opened it and put it on the ground. He said calmly, "Sheng Nan, aunt, you've been busy all morning. Sit down and have a rest."

"Oh, yes, we took out the folding stool just to sit down for a while, didn't we, Shengnan?"

Song Yan sat down quietly.

"Well, mom is right. I'm a little tired. Have a rest."

Fang Shengnan quickly agreed and sat down.

They sat down and turned to look at the old house in two rows behind them.

This is the characteristic of Jiangrong old street. On both sides of the narrow roadway, there are two-story old houses closely connected, but these old houses were abandoned a few years ago.

After more than half a month of repair and layout, these abandoned old houses are rejuvenated today. The surface of each house is not only renovated, but also decorated and pasted with the word "囍".

The wedding of Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole was not held in the hotel, but on the roof of these new old houses.

Fang Shengnan pointed to one of the old houses and said, "Mom, Xiaoyao said that's where she and Fang Xiaole met."

Song Yan also looked at the old house where her son and daughter-in-law got married and said with emotion:

"It's finally this day."