Shen Qing Huan looked at the sentence of his friend Tucao, and secretly make complaints about the man driving beside him.

Hum, it's really a pig's hoof.

After getting off the bus, Shen Qinghuan received a message from Chi good morning, "ancestors! Do you remember you promised me to play the script?! We are all here. How about you

Shen Qinghuan remembers that it happened a week ago. At that time, she was specially instructed.

"What's the matter?" As soon as Lu Ziheng unfastened his seat belt, he looked at Shen Qinghuan and asked.

"Well."

Shen Qinghuan doesn't know where Lu Ziheng will take her, but he has promised Chi good morning in advance. If the pigeon falls, it's not very good.

"Are you going to play the script?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Lu Ziheng mistakenly thought that Shen Qinghuan wanted to join the group and follow suit, "I'll send you."

Fortunately, the place to go is relatively small, and there is no traffic jam all the way.

As soon as Shen Qinghuan gets out of the car, he is called good morning by Chi, who has been waiting for a long time. Seeing Sheng nansang, who has not seen him for a long time, he looks better than before. I don't know how much, but Shen Qinghuan's worry is also put into his stomach.

Naturally, Lu Ziheng stayed with Shen Qinghuan.

They chose immersive style, changed their costumes, and looked for clues along the main line as if they were shooting suspense dramas.

Shen Qinghuan saw the book, a second into the state, she carefully observed the faces of people around, only to lock the target should be Huo Shaonian.

Lu Ziheng looked at Shen Qinghuan, looked at Huo Shaonian's eyes, looked at his notebook, and stood up from his seat.

"I'm the killer."

Lu Ziheng's words have just come to an end, and all of you except Huo Shaonian are confused.

Good morning, Chi

Sheng nansang

Shen Qinghuan pulled Lu Ziheng's sleeve awkwardly: "we're playing script killing. Didn't we just make it very clear? It's like filming. You have to have a sense of substitution. "

Lu Ziheng muttered in a low voice: "then don't always look at Huo Shaonian."

Shen Qinghuan: "when have I been watching Huo Shaonian? I thought he was after the murderer, so I took a look. "

Chi had always been fed dog food by Huo Shaonian and Sheng nansang before good morning. Naturally, he knew that Lu Ziheng was jealous now, so he secretly told Shen Qinghuan his conjecture on wechat.

After receiving the news, Shen Qinghuan sighed. Forget it, she didn't know Lu Ziheng was still a vinegar king before.

Shen Qinghuan threw the book in the distance, "let's shuffle the cards again."

While taking out Lu Ziheng's book, he warned him fiercely: "remember to have a sense of substitution, you know?"

Reasoning is obviously not very interesting, this time Chi good morning simply changed to CP script.

They three pairs of CP make a table by chance.

Lu Ziheng didn't need to substitute this time. He put on the ancient people's happy clothes and worshipped heaven and earth with Shen Qinghuan's satisfaction.

Huo Shaonian and Sheng nansang adopt the wedding mode of the Republic of China, which can be regarded as a solution to the regret that has not been completed.

Compared with the first two pairs, Xiao Zhan's side is easier, which is a very simple modern model.

Three people are quite satisfied with the script, especially Lu Ziheng, who is over and addicted to it.

Shen Qinghuan secretly pinches Lu Ziheng's arm, which makes the man wake up.

It seems that it's time to put the wedding on the agenda.

The days are fast, occasionally fast, and soon after half a year.

March 21, 2027, Shen Qinghuan's 20th birthday.