flash wedding diary

Chapter 48

June 6th, Thursday, the capital of art, cloudy.

After bidding farewell to my uncle and his family, Yan Shouzhen and I embarked on a new journey to the art capital where Yan Shouzhen stayed for five or six years.

This city known as "cold emerald" was once the most famous art center in Western Europe. The reason why Yan Shouzhen chose to study architecture in this city without hesitation was that after arriving here, he was instantly impressed by the beauty. Attracted by the architectural complex, I can't bear to leave anymore.

On the first day when I arrived in the Art Capital, I thought I would follow Yan Shouzhen to visit his teachers and friends. Unexpectedly, he only took me to the Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore, visited Giotto’s Bell Tower, and visited several art galleries. I fed the pigeons again in Piazzale Michelangelo, and finally visited the Palazzo Vecchio. When it got dark, he and I went back to the hotel with our fingers clasped together, and we didn’t go anywhere again.

The next day, he took me to his alma mater.

He graduated from the University of Pisa, the capital of art. This university recently erected a teaching building in the shape of a violin, which he designed and invested in.

When I stood in front of this teaching building, I was so excited that I didn't know what to say. My whole body was trembling slightly, and I felt that the air pouring into my nostrils was full of strong artistic atmosphere.

This is different from the orchid architecture in the Lion City. One is art and the other is fine art. No matter which one it is, it is unique in my heart. It is better than the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the Arc de Triomphe, the Roman Colosseum, and any building in Italy. Everything looks good!

People like me who don't understand architecture are also shocked by its appearance. It is conceivable that the students studying here regard its designers as idols.

So I can understand how popular Yan Shouzhen is in this university.

When Yan Shouzhen was invited by his alma mater to give a lecture, I was not only not surprised, but also honored. After all, I am the only one who enjoys such an outstanding man.

The lectures are located in the multimedia of the violin teaching building.

Yan Shouzhen also reserved a front row seat for me.

However, among the multimedia audience, apart from the hard-working campus students, there are also long-term audiences?The media reporters who came and went with short guns.

Of course, I dare not appear in the position that the camera may capture.

After all, Italy has not yet passed a same-sex marriage law.

I don't want his name to be maliciously distorted, edited, and flawed to appear in newspapers and magazines, even if it is a little bit, I can't bear it!

So I found a seat in the last row. Fortunately, I came early. Many students who arrived late could not find a seat, so they could only stand in the corridor and the doorway and listen.

Yan Shouzhen’s speech was delivered in Italian throughout. Although I brought a language converter, I still couldn’t understand a lot of architectural terms.

But for me who is voice-activated, I still listen with gusto.

After Yan Shouzhen's speech was over, it was time for reporters to answer questions.

The reporter who was drawn was very excited, and the first question he asked was "Is Mr. Yan wearing a wedding ring?"

I thought about it, and looked across the packed venue to Yan Shouzhen's body, but it was too far away, and I really couldn't see whether he was still wearing a ring on his hand.

He had obviously been told to take off the ring!

"Yes." There was a smile on Yan Shouzhen's lips, and he slowly raised his left hand, showing his marital status in front of the public without reservation, without any fear of the high-definition camera shooting, his eyes were full of It is tender and affectionate.

The audience was in an uproar, and there were endless discussions.

The following problems are self-evident.

"Excuse me, did Mrs. Yan follow you to the University of Pisa?" The second reporter who was drawn to ask questions couldn't wait to ask.

I was even more anxious. This man who likes to show off that I have obtained a marriage certificate with him wants to tell the whole world about our relationship, especially during the honeymoon trip. Whenever he meets someone who can talk to him, he will Pointing at me, and then happily told them: "This is my husband, how about it? Don't we match well!"

Now that he has encountered such an excellent opportunity, will he miss it? !

I hastily shook my head at Yan Shouzhen.

It's a pity that it's too far away, maybe he won't see my hint at all.

"It's not my wife," Yan Shouzhen did as I expected, the smile on his face gradually widened, his eyes wandered around the room, and he settled on where I was sitting, and said calmly, "It's sir."

The uproar grew louder.

My head was buzzing, my face was burning, and I was a little annoyed that he didn't care about his reputation.

How will tomorrow's newspapers and magazines be written?Will this report get back to Lion City?Will it affect his business in the Lion City?

However, I don't know who led it. First, there were a few sparse applause in the front row, and then more and more applause, which instantly overwhelmed the uproar, as if blessing the happiness of this marriage.

I felt that the corners of my eyes were astringent, and there was a faint liquid filling the eye sockets, and the wings of my nose were sore, but my heart was sweet.

The second reporter still refused to let go of the microphone in his hand, and said loudly: "Mr. Yan, you haven't answered yet. Did your husband follow you to the University of Pisa? Is he at the venue right now?"

The audience fell silent, but their heads were spinning, as if they were searching for who would be the target.

"Of course!" The words of Shouzhen are resounding.

The audience is boiling again!

Everyone's eyes swept across like a radar, and when they saw every strange man's face, they had to keep this face in their hearts. Who knew if this face was the culprit who bewitched that outstanding man on the stage?

I pretended to be looking at my phone, and hurriedly lowered my head to avoid it.

There are still persistent questions.

"Can I invite him to come on stage to show off?"

Fortunately, Yan Shouzhen also has a strong desire for monopoly, so he rejected this unreasonable request.

"Mr. Yan, can you tell us, is your husband a Westerner or an Easterner?"

After a burst of noise in my mind, I turned my eyes to the door helplessly. There was a crowd of people crowded there. If I want to go against the road, I'm afraid it's impossible...

"Mr. Proverbs, is that you?"

Suddenly someone next to me whispered such a sentence in English.

Startled, I turned to look at the man.

It was an Asian man, a little small, about the same age as Yan Shouzhen, with delicate features, well-dressed clothes, good temperament, gentle and wise, but he gave people a sense of alienation, at least he looked at me. There was a hint of critical coldness in his eyes.

"I saw you got out of the car with him." His voice was still very gentle, but I couldn't find a trace of a smile on his face, not to mention the harsh judgment in his eyes. look away.

I:! ! !

I'm sure that this Asian man with strong hostility towards me must be one of the many loyal fans of Yan Shou Zhen!

But who is he! ?

I didn't know his identity until the banquet at night.

His name is Akira Hoshino, he is the son of a diplomat from an oriental island country stationed in Italy, he is also a probationary diplomat, he graduated from the University of Pisa, and he is an alumnus of Proverbs.

I:! ! !

This rival in love has such a big background, is so good in person, good-looking, and has a dedicated relationship. After so many years, he still never forgets Yan Shouzhen.

I wondered why Yan Shouzhen was so obsessed with ghosts in the first place, and fell in love with me at first sight.

By his side, there is never a shortage of outstanding and good-looking men and women!

The prologue of the banquet was kicked off by a melodious violin sound.

The violin player is a young and beautiful girl with exquisite makeup, like a little porcelain doll. She looks at Yan Shouzhen with affectionate eyes, but the sexy dress is decorated with a lot of sparkling jewels. One can tell that she is worth a lot Fei, her status is not ordinary.

Sure enough, her father is the curator of the Uffizi Gallery that Yan Shouzhen and I visited today. His arrogant attitude is a bit inconsistent with his identity.

The old man at this moment is an old father who stands up for his daughter. He walked up to me when he was dragged aside by the host of the banquet and didn't know what to say. He stared at me and asked arrogantly: "My daughter's Do you play the violin well?"

The curator's English is not bad, and he didn't speak Italian English, otherwise I really couldn't understand it.

"Uh..." I hesitated for a moment, then nodded against my will, and said, "It sounds good!"

In fact, her basic skills are still good, but her left hand is not very flexible, and the ups and downs of the notes are not accurate enough, and the music she draws is of course not smooth enough.

The old man became even more arrogant. He hummed: "I heard that Mr. Yan built the violin teaching building for you. I don't know how well you play the violin!"

I hurriedly waved my hand and said regretfully, "No, no, I haven't played the violin for a long time..."

Indeed, it has been a long time. My uncle's house only has a piano. Since I left the City of Music, I haven't played the violin again.

"Since you can't pull well, why don't you change the name of the teaching building of the University of Pisa, don't call it "Wangsheng Teaching Building", but call it "Vanessa Teaching Building"! " said the curator loudly.

I:……

Vanessa is the little girl who just played the violin, and she is looking at me with innocent and aggrieved eyes at this moment.

It was as if I had taken her rightful place.

Hoshino Akira has been not far from me, and now he is here to join in the fun.

"There is a violin here, why don't Mr. Yu come on stage and play a song to see if the "Wangsheng Teaching Building" is worthy of its name. "After Akira Hoshino finished speaking gently, he walked straight to the stage and said into the microphone: "Gentlemen and ladies, please be quiet. Mr. Yu Wangsheng from Huaguo wants to play a violin , everyone applause welcome! After speaking, he took the lead in applauding.

I:……

I saw Yan Shouzhen frowned and bid farewell to the banquet host, and walked towards me.

Obviously, he felt that I was being bullied.

Seeing his hidden anger, I hurried up to meet him, and said with a smile, "It's because I haven't played the violin for a long time, and I want to practice my hands..."

Yan Shouzhen looked at me suspiciously, then at Hoshino Akira, then at the curator and his daughter at the side, his eyes finally fell on me, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to play the violin?"

I smiled, nodded, and walked towards the stage.

Touching the cool wooden body, this is a good violin.

The sound of the piano is melodious, filling every corner.

I saw the admiring glances from others on the field.

The curator's astonished gaze, his little daughter's shameless gaze, and Hoshino Akira's silently angry gaze.

There is also Yan Shouzhen's lingering and indulging eyes.

When the loud applause sounded, I seemed to hear countless crisp slaps in the face.