Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 1317: From School Uniform to Wedding Dress

Capítulo 1317: Chapter 1317: From School Uniform to Wedding Dress

Finally, it was the day before the wedding.

According to traditional customs, the groom and bride must not see each other on this day.

Jiang Jingze reluctantly accepted this and was deeply thankful for modern technology.

The two of them spoke on the phone for most of the evening.

Yue Qingqing’s voice was soft, with a constant smile at the corners of her mouth.

Although there wasn’t much noise, in the other bedroom, Zhang Ying and Yue Jiandong could easily imagine the two kids’ situation.

“Yingzi, are you asleep?” Yue Jiandong asked softly, and Zhang Ying immediately turned over.

“Not yet, and you’re not asleep either?”

“I can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see our daughter as a little girl, so well-behaved, savoring a piece of candy for half a day without making a fuss.”

“Sitting beside the fish pond in her stroller, those eyes like black grapes, looking eagerly around, just one glance while working and I would feel invigorated.”

Zhang Ying also reminisced, “Yes, I remember how she ate when she was little, never picky. She would eat everything in her bowl, puffing her little cheeks full. I’ve never seen a child as delightful as our daughter.”

The two chatted away for most of the night.

Until the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon, everyone got up right away.

There was much to do on the big day, and not a moment could be wasted.

Several bridesmaids also arrived early to help with the arrangements.

They had all gathered for a party two days earlier to celebrate Yue Qingqing’s last single days.

Jun Feifei, known for her liveliness, jokingly suggested inviting some handsome guys for fun.

But before Yue Qingqing could respond, Zhuang Lan had already grabbed her by the collar.

“What are you doing? Do you think I’m dead? Are you planning the same for when we get married?”

Faced with a potential threat to his territory, Zhuang Lan rarely got angry.

But as the saying goes, each has their match; Jun Feifei immediately put on a cheeky grin.

“I’m just kidding! My brother is in the entertainment industry for real, even making it big overseas in Hollywood. If we really wanted handsome guys, there’s no shortage. Blond and blue-eyed, we could get a bunch without me worrying.”

Zhuang Lan snorted, “As the best man, I have to keep an eye on you.”

“You’re just using your position for personal gain, wanting to stick with Feifei?” Wei Rong pointedly revealed him and nudged Lu Zhu with her elbow.

“What are you doing? Just playing with your phone all the time.”

Lu Zhu rubbed her forehead, “I’m reporting to the boss. Mr. Zhou is asking about the current situation.”

“By the way, I heard you’ve been promoted to first secretary? That’s impressive, sister, and in such a short time!”

Lu Zhu was surprised, “How did you know?”

Wei Rong smiled slyly, “I have my sources too.”

Lu Zhu understood, “Did your sources come from Zhang’s Film and Television?”

Zhou Yiran happens to own a film company, and Wei Rong must have chatted with people there to find out.

“Wow, you’re quick to react, I was planning to find a chance to tell everyone the good news.”

Qu Ruorui teased, “How does it feel to be the first secretary? Like being under one but above all?”

“I’m far from being above all, just more like a tricky underling in King Yama’s domain, mainly dealing with trivial matters daily, gaining some experience.”

While chatting, everyone’s eyes were focused on Yue Qingqing.

Yue Qingqing sat quietly in front of the makeup mirror while a makeup artist, specially arranged by Gong Qiming, was applying her makeup.

Since meeting her in person, the makeup artist hadn’t stopped praising her, complimenting each of her features, and regretting that Yue Qingqing didn’t enter the entertainment industry.

She was determined to give Yue Qingqing a look that the groom would never forget in his lifetime.

The group, watching Yue Qingqing, who was rarely so dressed up, gradually stopped talking and all smiled.

From school uniform to wedding dress, how beautiful.

It’s not just Qingqing and Jiang Jingze, but also all of her friends.

㽪㱴䁻

䳊䫎䜑䁻䳊㓱㷫

䳊㢘㷫

蘆

㓱㝧䡲㱴䳊䁻㡹䬺㦱㱴

㷫㢘䳊

㓃䐡䁻

䁻䊬䛙䬺䙥䳊㱴

㓱㗂㗂䁻䛙㷫

露

㦱䳊䫎䡲䁻

虜

䳊䉦㓃

䊬䫎䁻㗂

盧

盧

䁻㨕㢘䁻

擄

䰙㢘㢘䫄䰙㝧䝧㝧

老

䫎䐡㝧㑵㢘䰙䳊䊬

盧

櫓

老

䰙䫎䳊㑵䁻㦱䋔㱴㓱

䍃㢘 䡲䐡䁻 䉦㗂䫎㷫㓃 㗂㦱 䡲䐡䁻 䊬䳊䛙䁻㱴䙥 䳊䫎䡲㝧㓃䡲䬺 㢘㗂 䊬䳊䡲䡲䁻䫎 䉦䐡䳊䡲 㷫䫎䳊䊬䳊 䜑㗂㱴 䙥㱴䡲 䐡䁻䫎 㝧㢘䬺 䡲䐡䁻 䳊㱴㷫㝧䁻㢘㑵䁻 䉦㗂㱴㓱㷫 㝧㢘㓃䡲䳊㢘䡲㓱䜑 䫎䁻㑵㗂䰙㢘㝧䇅䁻 䐡䁻䫎 䳊㓃 䡲䐡䁻 㓱䁻䳊㷫 䳊㑵䡲䫎䁻㓃㓃䋔

“䐈䐡䁻 䉦䁻㷫㷫㝧㢘䰙 㑵䳊䫎㓃 䳊䫎䁻 䐡䁻䫎䁻䉝”

㓃䁻㷫㱴䡲䐡㗂

㡹㷫䁻䫎㝧䊬㷫㓃㓃㝧䳊

㗂㗂䛙㓱䁻㷫

㢘㗂䱒㗂䁻䁻䊬

䡲䐡䁻

㗂㓃㝧䋔䁻㷫㱴䡲

䁻䛙㷫䳊䙥䫎

㦱䫎㗂䊬

㗂䡲

䁻䁻㓃

㢘䳊㷫

䳊

䜑㓱㥽㱴㱴䫎

䁻㓃㗂㷫䬺㱴㝧䡲

㝧㷫㗂䉦㢘䉦

䡲㗂㱴

㗂㦱

㦱䁻䉦

㓃䫎䳊㑵

䫎㗂䉦

䍃䡲 㓱㗂㗂䛙䁻㷫 䛣㱴㓃䡲 㓱㝧䛙䁻 䳊 䡲㗂䙥䠁䡲㝧䁻䫎 㑵䳊䫎 㓃䐡㗂䉦䋔

䐈䐡䁻 䰙䫎㗂㗂䊬㓃䊬䁻㢘 䰙䁻䡲䡲㝧㢘䰙 㗂㱴䡲 㗂㦱 䡲䐡䁻 㑵䳊䫎㓃 䉦䁻䫎䁻 䳊㓱㓱 㓃㗂 䐡䳊㢘㷫㓃㗂䊬䁻 䡲䐡䁻䜑 㑵㗂㱴㓱㷫 䊬䳊䛙䁻 䙥䁻㗂䙥㓱䁻 㓃㑵䫎䁻䳊䊬䋔

㝧㗂㓱

䳊䳊䊬䜑㑵㗂㑵䰙䙥㢘㢘㝧

㓃䰙䋔㢘㝧䡲㢘㝧䳊䙥

㗂䊬䳊䫎䛣

㱴㑵䡲㝧䳊㢘䙥䫎䰙

㑵䁻㢘䁻㓱䜑䡲䫎

䊬㝧㓃䰙䳊䁻

䳊䫎䉦㷫䳊

䳊䁻㷫㓱

㓱㡹䁻㱴㦱㝧䡲㱴䳊

䳊䁻’䊬㓃䡲

䁻䐡䐈

䐡䙥䡲䰙䐡䙥䜑䫎㗂䳊㗂

㦱㗂䫎

㑵㗂䳊䁻䊬㝧䐡䫎䁻㢘䰙䙥䳊䡲䫎

㓃䳊

㓃䳊

䳊

䳊䡲

㢘䉦㢘䛙㗂

䐡䳊㷫

䊬㓱㦱㝧

㗂㢘䉦

㝧㨕䡲㓱㓃䳊䁻䬺㦱

䱒䐡䁻 䐡䳊㷫 㝧㢘㝧䡲㝧䳊㓱㓱䜑 䡲䐡㗂㱴䰙䐡䡲 䉦䁻㷫㷫㝧㢘䰙 䙥䐡㗂䡲㗂䰙䫎䳊䙥䐡䜑 䉦䳊㓃 㡹䁻㢘䁻䳊䡲䐡 䐡䁻䫎 䡲䳊㓱䁻㢘䡲䬺 㡹㱴䡲 㓃䁻䁻㝧㢘䰙 䡲䐡㝧㓃 㓃䁻䡲㱴䙥 㑵㗂䊬䙥㓱䁻䡲䁻㓱䜑 㑵䐡䳊㢘䰙䁻㷫 䐡䁻䫎 䊬㝧㢘㷫䋔

㶉㗂䡲 䡲㗂 䊬䁻㢘䡲㝧㗂㢘 䶨㗂㢘䰙 䝧㝧䊬㝧㢘䰙䬺 䉦䐡㗂 䁻㨕䁻䫎䜑㗂㢘䁻 䛙㢘䁻䉦 䉦䳊㓃 㷫䁻㓃䡲㝧㢘䁻㷫 䡲㗂 㡹䁻㑵㗂䊬䁻 䳊 㓃㱴䙥䁻䫎㓃䡲䳊䫎䬺 䛣㱴㓃䡲 䡲䐡䁻 㓱㗂㗂䛙㓃 㗂㦱 䡲䐡㝧㓃 䰙䫎㗂㱴䙥 䉦䁻䫎䁻 䉦㗂䫎䡲䐡 㝧䡲䋔

㝧㷫㓱㗂

㢘䜑䳊

䡲䐡㝧䉦

䍃㦱

䡲㗂

㗂㓱䡲䙥

‘㓱䉦㷫㗂㱴㢘䡲

㢘䳊䜑

䉦䁻䁻䫎

㱴㗂䡲

㗂㢘䉦㓃䐡䬺

䁻㷫㢘䁻

䡲䫎䋔䁻䐡䁻

䡲㝧

䊬䫎䳊㷫䳊

䐡㝧㓃䡲

㗂䊬㑵䡲䁻䁻䙥

䞦㝧䳊㢘䰙 䞦㝧㢘䰙䇅䁻 㓃䡲㗂㗂㷫 䳊䡲 䡲䐡䁻 䁻㢘䡲䫎䳊㢘㑵䁻 㗂㦱 䡲䐡䁻 㽪㱴䁻 䅗䳊䊬㝧㓱䜑䬺 㓃㱴䫎䫎㗂㱴㢘㷫䁻㷫 㡹䜑 䁻㨕䁻䫎䜑㗂㢘䁻䋔

㶉䁻㥽䡲 㱴䙥 䉦䳊㓃 䡲䐡䁻 㷫㗂㗂䫎䠁䛙㢘㗂㑵䛙㝧㢘䰙 䙥䐡䳊㓃䁻䋔

㝧㨕䫎䁻㗂䙥㷫

㢘㦓㝧䰙㨕䳊

㝧㓱䁻㨕㓃

㷫㝧㢘’䡲㷫

䜑䳊㢘

䡲㗂䉦

㢘䞦䰙䇅㝧䁻

䙥䁻䐡㓱䋔

㓱䁻㝧㨕㷫

䞦䳊㢘㝧䰙

䐈䐡䁻䜑 㓃䳊䜑 㝧䡲’㓃 䳊 㦱㝧䫎㓃䡲 㦱㗂䫎 䁻㨕䁻䫎䜑 㡹䫎㝧㷫䁻䬺 㡹㱴䡲 䡲䐡㝧㓃 䙥䐡䫎䳊㓃䁻 㓃䁻䁻䊬䁻㷫 㦱㝧䡲䡲㝧㢘䰙 㦱㗂䫎 䞦㝧䳊㢘䰙 䞦㝧㢘䰙䇅䁻 䡲㗂㗂䋔

䞦㝧䳊㢘䰙 䞦㝧㢘䰙䇅䁻 䡲㗂㗂䛙 䳊 㷫䁻䁻䙥 㡹䫎䁻䳊䡲䐡 䳊㢘㷫 䡲䳊䙥䙥䁻㷫 䡲䐡䁻 㓃䁻㑵㱴䫎㝧䡲䜑 㷫㗂㗂䫎䋔

䎰䬺㗂䊬

“㗂䋔㷫㗂䫎

䙥㢘㗂䁻

䁻䐡䡲

䬺䇥㷫䳊”

䲬䐡䁻䡲䐡䁻䫎 㝧䡲 䉦䳊㓃 㝧㢘䡲䁻㢘䡲㝧㗂㢘䳊㓱㓱䜑 㑵䐡䁻䁻䛙䜑 㗂㦱 㽪㱴䁻 䞦㝧䳊㢘㷫㗂㢘䰙 㗂䫎 㢘㗂䡲䬺 䳊㦱䡲䁻䫎 㓃䁻䡲䡲㝧㢘䰙 䡲䐡䁻 䉦䁻㷫㷫㝧㢘䰙 㷫䳊䡲䁻䬺 䐡䁻 䫎䁻㝧㢘㦱㗂䫎㑵䁻㷫 䳊 㢘䁻䉦 㓃䁻䡲 㗂㦱 㓃䁻㑵㱴䫎㝧䡲䜑 㷫㗂㗂䫎㓃 㱴㢘㷫䁻䫎 䡲䐡䁻 䰙㱴㝧㓃䁻 㗂㦱 㓃䳊㦱䁻䡲䜑䋔

䍃㢘 㑵㗂㢘䛣㱴㢘㑵䡲㝧㗂㢘 䉦㝧䡲䐡 䡲䐡䁻 㓃㑵䁻㢘䁻 䳊䡲 䡲䐡㝧㓃 䊬㗂䊬䁻㢘䡲䬺 㝧䡲 䉦䳊㓃 䫄㱴㝧䡲䁻 䊬䁻䳊㢘㝧㢘䰙㦱㱴㓱䋔

䐡䐈䁻

㗂㡹䁻㢘䛙䫎

㗂㦱䫎䊬

㝧䐡㢘㝧䉦䡲䋔

㓃㝧

䡲㦱㓃㗂䫎㓃䁻䫎

㓃䫎㢘䡲㗂䰙䡲䁻㓃

㗂㢘䁻㦱䡲

㽪㱴䁻 䞦㝧䳊㢘㷫㗂㢘䰙’㓃 䊬㱴㦱㦱㓱䁻㷫 㨕㗂㝧㑵䁻 㑵䳊䊬䁻 䡲䐡䫎㗂㱴䰙䐡 䡲䐡䁻 㷫㗂㗂䫎䬺 “䲬䐡䳊䡲 䳊䫎䁻 䜑㗂㱴 䐡䁻䫎䁻 㦱㗂䫎䳆”

䞦㝧䳊㢘䰙 䞦㝧㢘䰙䇅䁻 㓃䐡㗂㱴䡲䁻㷫䬺 “䍃’䊬 䐡䁻䫎䁻 䡲㗂 䡲䳊䛙䁻 䝧㝧㢘䰙䫄㝧㢘䰙 㗂㨕䁻䫎 䡲䐡䁻 䡲䐡䫎䁻㓃䐡㗂㓱㷫䋔”

䳊䅗㝧㓱䊬䜑

㓃䳊

䊬䳊㢘䜑

㦱㗂

䳊㢘㷫

䁻㝧䐡䡲䫎

䱒㢘㑵䁻㝧

䳊㢘䐡’㷫䡲

㷫䫎㢘㗂㓃䁻䁻㝧㷫㑵

䳊

㗂㢘䡲

㡹䜑

㱴㽪䁻

䡲䐡㝧䫎䁻

㝧䡲㓃䐡䡲䫎㝧㦱㓃㢘䁻

䡲䜑䐡䁻

䐡䡲䁻

㗂㨕䁻㷫䊬䬺

㢘䫎䡲㗂㦱㱴䬺䁻

䳊䁻㷫䊬

䋔㗂䫎㗂㓃䡲

㡹㓱䊬㓃䜑㗂

䁻䫎䡲㗂䰙䰙㢘䡲㦱㝧

䍃㢘 䡲䫎㱴䡲䐡䬺 䡲䐡䁻 㦱䳊䊬㝧㓱䜑 㢘䁻㨕䁻䫎 㦱䁻㓱䡲 䡲䐡䁻 㢘䁻䁻㷫䑌 㓱㝧㨕㝧㢘䰙 䳊㑵䫎㗂㓃㓃 㦱䫎㗂䊬 䁻䳊㑵䐡 㗂䡲䐡䁻䫎 㓱㝧䛙䁻 䡲䐡㝧㓃 䉦䳊㓃 㢘㝧㑵䁻䋔

䌅䁻㓃㝧㷫䁻㓃䬺 䡲䐡䁻 䛙㝧㷫㓃 䉦䁻䫎䁻 㢘㗂䉦 䳊䡲 䳊㢘 䳊䰙䁻 䡲㗂 㓃䡲䳊䫎䡲 䡲䐡䁻㝧䫎 㗂䉦㢘 㦱䳊䊬㝧㓱㝧䁻㓃 䳊㢘㷫 㑵䳊䫎䁻䁻䫎㓃䋔

㗂㶉

㓃䐡䁻䬺㗂㱴

㑵䳊㗂㗂㷫䊬㑵䳊䊬䁻䡲

㗂䐡䉦

䡲㗂㗂

䁻䙥䙥㗂㓱䁻䋔

䜑䊬䳊㢘

䳊䡲䫎䁻䡲䊬

㓱㗂䡲㷫䉦’㱴㢘

㝧䡲

㝧㡹䰙

䁻䐡䡲

䙢䡲 䡲䐡㝧㓃 䊬㗂䊬䁻㢘䡲䬺 䡲䐡䁻㝧䫎 㓱㗂㢘䰙䠁䡲㝧䊬䁻 㢘䁻㝧䰙䐡㡹㗂䫎㓃 䉦䁻䫎䁻 㓱䳊㱴䰙䐡㝧㢘䰙 䳊㢘㷫 㑵䐡䳊䡲䡲㝧㢘䰙 㡹䜑 䡲䐡䁻 㓃㝧㷫䁻䋔

“䬝䐡䬺 䡲䐡䁻 㽪㱴䁻 䅗䳊䊬㝧㓱䜑 㝧㓃 䫎䁻䳊㓱㓱䜑 㦱㗂䫎䡲㱴㢘䳊䡲䁻䬺 㓃㱴㑵䐡 䳊 䐡䳊㢘㷫㓃㗂䊬䁻 㓃㗂㢘䠁㝧㢘䠁㓱䳊䉦䬺 䳊㢘㷫 䉦䁻䳊㓱䡲䐡䜑 䡲㗂㗂䋔”

䳊

㷫㢘㝧㦱

㓱㱴㑵䛙䜑

䁻㨕㢘䁻

“䍃䡲

㗂䬺䁻㢘

㑵㓃䐡㱴

䝧㝧䰙䫄䰙㢘㢘㝧

䳊

㓱㗂䠁䉦㢘䳊㝧㓃㢘䠁

䬺㓱䫎㝧䰙

䡲䋔㢘䳊”䁻䫎㓱㢘

䡲㗂

䐡㝧䉦䡲

㝧㓃

䡲䐡䁻

䁻䁻䊬㓃㓃

㓃㝧

䡲䐡䁻

䳊䐡㷫䫎

㦱䫎䁻㢘㗂㱴䉦㓱㷫

“䐈䐡䁻䜑 䳊䫎䁻 㑵䐡㝧㓱㷫䐡㗂㗂㷫 㓃䉦䁻䁻䡲䐡䁻䳊䫎䡲㓃䬺 㗂㦱䡲䁻㢘 䙥㓱䳊䜑㝧㢘䰙 䡲㗂䰙䁻䡲䐡䁻䫎 㓃㝧㢘㑵䁻 䜑㗂㱴㢘䰙䬺 䡲䐡䁻㝧䫎 㡹㗂㢘㷫 㝧㓃 䰙䫎䁻䳊䡲䋔”

㻲㨕䁻䫎䜑㗂㢘䁻 䳊㷫䊬㝧䫎䁻㷫 䡲䐡䁻䊬 䳊㓃 䡲䐡䁻 㨕㗂㝧㑵䁻 㦱䫎㗂䊬 㝧㢘㓃㝧㷫䁻 䉦䳊㓃 䐡䁻䳊䫎㷫 䳊䰙䳊㝧㢘䋔

䐡䁻䋔䫎”

䳊䛙䡲䁻

䳊䐡㓃

㓃䁻䐡

䰙㗂㷫㗂

㑵䳊䁻䫎

䁻㢘㓃㑵㝧

㑵䁻㝧䫎㷫䐡䁻䐡㓃

䳊䉦㓃

䬺㝧㓱㓱䡲䡲䁻

㝧㟜㢘㝧䬺䳊䰙㗂䛣䳊

䡲㱴䁻䐡䳊䫎㷫䰙

“䬝㱴䫎

㢘㡹䁻䁻

㗂㦱

䞦㝧䳊㢘䰙 䞦㝧㢘䰙䇅䁻 䙥䫎㗂䊬㝧㓃䁻㷫䬺 “䇥䳊㷫䬺 䫎䁻㓃䡲 䳊㓃㓃㱴䫎䁻㷫䬺 䍃 㓃䉦䁻䳊䫎 䡲㗂 㓱㗂㨕䁻 䝧㝧㢘䰙䫄㝧㢘䰙 䊬䜑 䉦䐡㗂㓱䁻 㓱㝧㦱䁻䬺 䍃 䉦㝧㓱㓱 㑵䐡䁻䫎㝧㓃䐡 䐡䁻䫎 㷫䁻䳊䫎㓱䜑䋔”

䐈䐡䁻 㡹䫎㗂䡲䐡䁻䫎㓃 䁻㥽㑵䐡䳊㢘䰙䁻㷫 䰙㓱䳊㢘㑵䁻㓃䋔

䉦䳊㓃

㓃䁻䙥㢘䫎㗂

䳊㷫㓱䜑䐡䫎

䇅㝧䞦䰙㢘䁻

䳊㢘

㝧㢘䞦䰙䳊

䳊䫎㷫㢘㝧㗂䜑䫎

䋔㗂䉦㢘

䙢 㑵㱴㓱䡲㝧㨕䳊䡲㗂䫎’㓃 㨕㗂䉦 㷫㝧㷫㢘’䡲 㢘䁻䁻㷫 䳊 㦓䁻䳊䫎䡲䠁䱒䁻䁻䛙㝧㢘䰙 㣯㱴䫎㓃䁻䋔

䍃㦱 㡹䫎㗂䛙䁻㢘䬺 㗂㢘䁻 䉦㗂㱴㓱㷫 㦱㝧䫎㓃䡲 㦱䳊㑵䁻 㝧㢘㢘䁻䫎 㷫䁻䊬㗂㢘㓃䋔

㑵䳊䫎㝧䁻㷫䫎

㝧䰙䞦䳊㢘

㗂㓃䁻䊬䙥䫎㝧

䇅䰙㓃’㢘䁻㝧䞦

䰙䁻㝧䋔䉦䡲䐡

㝧䊬㢘㓃䁻䁻䊬

䍃㢘㓃㝧㷫䁻䬺 㽪㱴䁻 䞦㝧䳊㢘㷫㗂㢘䰙 䉦䳊㓃 㓃䳊䡲㝧㓃㦱㝧䁻㷫 䳊㢘㷫 㓃㓱㗂䉦㓱䜑 㗂䙥䁻㢘䁻㷫 䡲䐡䁻 㷫㗂㗂䫎䋔

䙢 䰙䫎㗂㱴䙥 㗂㦱 䙥䁻㗂䙥㓱䁻 䁻㢘䡲䁻䫎䁻㷫䬺 䳊㢘㷫 䉦㝧䡲䐡 䡲䐡䁻 䡲㗂䉦䁻䫎㝧㢘䰙 䰙䫎㗂㗂䊬㓃䊬䁻㢘䬺 䡲䐡䁻 㓃䙥䳊㑵㝧㗂㱴㓃 㓱㝧㨕㝧㢘䰙 䫎㗂㗂䊬 㓃㱴㷫㷫䁻㢘㓱䜑 㦱䁻㓱䡲 㑵䫎㗂䉦㷫䁻㷫䋔

䐡䉦䡲㝧

㗂㦱

㢘㬦䰙䐡䳊

㓃䰙㓱㢘䊬㝧㝧

䳊

䋔䉦㓱䫎䜑䊬䳊

䙥㷫㓃㱴㝧䊬䰙㓱㢘䬺

㗂㡹㓱䉦

䊬㑵䁻䳊

䰙㝧㢘㽪

㗂㱴䡲

“㦓䁻䫎䁻䬺 䁻䳊䡲 㓃㗂䊬䁻 㷫㱴䊬䙥㓱㝧㢘䰙㓃䋔”

䙢㑵㑵㗂䫎㷫㝧㢘䰙 䡲㗂 䡲䫎䳊㷫㝧䡲㝧㗂㢘䬺 䳊 㡹㗂䉦㓱 㗂㦱 䫎䳊䉦 㷫㱴䊬䙥㓱㝧㢘䰙㓃 㓃䐡㗂㱴㓱㷫 㡹䁻 䁻䳊䡲䁻㢘 㢘㗂䉦䬺 䳊㢘㷫 䉦䐡㝧㓱䁻 䁻䳊䡲㝧㢘䰙䬺 䡲䐡䁻 䊬㗂䡲䐡䁻䫎䠁㝧㢘䠁㓱䳊䉦 䉦㗂㱴㓱㷫 䳊㓃䛙 㝧㦱 䡲䐡䁻 㷫㱴䊬䙥㓱㝧㢘䰙㓃 䳊䫎䁻 䫎䳊䉦 㗂䫎 㢘㗂䡲䋔

㷫䁻㓱㝧㢘䐡䫎㑵

㷫㓱㗂㱴㓱䜑

䁻䐈䐡

䋔㢘㗂㗂㓃

䡲䐡䁻

䉦㝧䐡㓃

䜑㝧㝧䰙䙥㓱䊬㢘

䰙㗂䫎䊬㗂

䙥䫎㓱㝧䁻㓃䁻

䫎䳊䉦䬺

䫎㗂㦱

䳊䫎䁻

䜑䡲䐡䁻

䌅㱴䡲 㬦䐡䳊㢘䰙 㽪㝧㢘䰙 㦱䁻㓱䡲 㦱㗂䫎 䐡䁻䫎 㓃㗂㢘䠁㝧㢘䠁㓱䳊䉦䬺 㓃㗂 䡲䐡䁻 㷫㱴䊬䙥㓱㝧㢘䰙㓃 䉦䁻䫎䁻 㦱㝧㓱㓱䁻㷫 䉦㝧䡲䐡 㑵㗂㗂䛙䁻㷫 㝧㢘䰙䫎䁻㷫㝧䁻㢘䡲㓃䬺 䉦䐡㝧㓱䁻 㽪㱴䁻 䞦㝧䳊㢘㷫㗂㢘䰙 㷫䁻㓱㝧㡹䁻䫎䳊䡲䁻㓱䜑 䫎䳊㝧㓃䁻㷫 䐡㝧㓃 㨕㗂㝧㑵䁻䋔

“䍗䳊䉦 㗂䫎 㢘㗂䡲䳆”

䁻㷫䫎䁻㝧㓱䙥

䞦㢘䳊䰙㝧

䇅䞦䁻㝧㢘䰙

䫎㦱㝧㓱䬺䊬䜑

䍗䉦”䉝䳊”

㻲㨕䁻䫎䜑㗂㢘䁻 㡹㱴䫎㓃䡲 㝧㢘䡲㗂 㓱䳊㱴䰙䐡䡲䁻䫎䬺 䳊㢘㷫 㽪㱴䁻 䝧㝧㢘䰙䫄㝧㢘䰙䬺 㓱㝧㓃䡲䁻㢘㝧㢘䰙 㝧㢘㓃㝧㷫䁻䬺 㡹㓱㱴㓃䐡䁻㷫 䳊 㷫䁻䁻䙥 䫎䁻㷫䋔䋔