Duan Yuchen said this expressionlessly, then turned and walked to his seat.

Mi Qingxia stopped crying and looked at the reckless boy in front of her with a dazed look on her face.

He seems different from the sunny and handsome boy a few days ago.

Now there is more vigor and the kind of passion that should be there.

"Don't worry, we two boys will definitely see you through to the end." Li Xingchen took the opportunity to comfort her.

I don’t really care whether I can make it to the finals or not. The main thing is to see what the other two people think. The other two seem to be quite confident about this competition.

Li Xingchen was willing to accompany them.

The people from Team 4 pointed at Duan Yuchen with trembling hands and were speechless for a long time.

Duan Yuchen was resting in a chair when he suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and looked at the leaders of the four pairs with a half-smile, "Also, I heard online recently that the song you sang during the competition didn't seem to be your original work, right?"

"We hired someone to write this specifically. You're not saying anything about it. We've already gotten authorization from the author. Even if it's not our original work, it still complies with the competition rules."

The man had just managed to calm himself down, but the boy's words ignited the atmosphere again.

"Huh? So that's how it is?" How could he, as the author himself, not know this?

Duan Yuchen asked, and then sent out the audio he had just recorded on his mobile phone.

"You said that yourself."

The four teams took two steps back and looked at the seemingly weak and harmless boy in front of them, who was now as ferocious as a wolf.

I was a little uncertain, but I still gritted my teeth, certain that the other party didn't know the author.

"Yes! That's what I said."

Duan Yuchen sneered and didn't continue.

Instead, a boy at the back of Team 4 reached out and tugged at his leader's clothes, then whispered.

"I also have a recording of him speaking from the very beginning. Don't worry, if this recording is posted online, it will definitely ruin his reputation."

The people in Team 4 suddenly looked delighted.

After all, in the entertainment industry, and even outside of it, the people who are most hated are those who show off like this.

If Duan Yuchen fails to perform anything outstanding by the end, he will be subjected to criticism from the entire Internet.

Duan Yuchen didn't pay attention to their conversation.

Instead, he slowly lowered his head and continued to take on a few of his own orders.

It turned out that the whirlwind from last time came again.

Tornado: [Master, do you pay attention to the entertainment industry?]

The fortune teller never admits defeat: [Hmm.]

How can we not pay attention to the circle where he makes a living?

Tornado: [Although there are many lucky charm characters in the entertainment industry, I recently discovered one who seems quite mysterious. Furthermore, the number of reposts he posts daily on Weibo is shockingly high. With such masterful skills, how many of them do you think are fake?]

Duan Yuchen looked at the chat history above and then fell silent for a moment.

Well,

He suspected that the other person was talking about him, but he had no evidence.

The fortune teller never admits defeat: [Who are you talking about? ]

Tornado: [That Duan Yuchen. But I imagine you, Master, don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, since you're busy fortune-telling every day. I'll take a screenshot and send it to you.]

The other party's attitude was very enthusiastic.

He took screenshots of all his previous Weibo posts and sent them over, even including his own selfies.

Tornado: [My friends around me believe in Duan Yuchen so much that they keep attending and spending money at every event. Seeing how they're living in dissipation, I want to give them some advice.]

There is no need to persuade him.

What a great thing.

Wouldn’t it be nice to put money in his pocket?

Duan Yuchen thought silently in his heart, but he typed a line of words honestly on his face.

The fortune teller never admits defeat: "What do you want me to do? Tell me."

Tornado: [I want my friends to see more of your abilities and stop believing that rumormonger online. Why give money to a small artist like you, Master? Isn't it nice?]

The corner of Duan Yuchen's mouth twitched.

The other party's flattery was quite good, but it was suffocating when he hit the nail on the head.

The fortune teller never admits defeat: "Then tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Tornado: [300,000, can you calculate Duan Yuchen's future fortune? Or when he'll post those scams next?]

300,000,

Oh my goodness, the boy who gives away money is here!

Life is precious, but morality is more valuable. If you are paid enough, both can be discarded.

Duan Yuchen quickly replied with an "OK".

Then he went straight to Fu Xingchang to ask about his itinerary.

It was sent in less than 10 minutes.

If you pay enough, you can sell yourself.

Tornado: [Master, how come your speed is even faster this time? And this thing can't be predicted by fortune-telling, right?]

The fortune teller refused to admit defeat: "I can just ask him for a cent. Why would I bother with a fortune teller? Why waste my time? He's my junior apprentice. Someone like this can be invited over."

Cyclone: ​​[?]

I'm sorry, he was so frightened all of a sudden.

Then he transferred the money directly.

But I felt very mysterious in my heart.

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