[There must be something wrong with your brains. Did the author speak out? You're all accusing my kid of plagiarism? You just can't stand to see my kid do well?]

[That's right, besides, the audio can be fabricated. Can't we wait for Chenzi to finish explaining before drawing conclusions?]

[This audio is so obviously fake! When has Brother ever sounded so fake? Just wait and see! I'm about to slap you in the face!]

[Besides, if my son really had a father as powerful as Mr. Duan, would he still be stuck in the 18th tier? They all have no brains.]

[For a moment I couldn't tell if the soldiers above were enemy or friendly... Never mind, I'll just skin them and throw them out with the enemy's skin!]

[Help me, why do I feel that what she said is both pitiful and funny.]

The fans were not to be outdone.

But speaking of this,

The style of painting began to feel wrong.

Everyone was laughing at Duan Yuchen for being so talented but still being an 18th-tier player.

The black fans were silenced by this wave of actions.

What is this called?

Follow their path and leave them with nowhere to go?

Mi Qingxia looked at her phone before going on stage. It would have been fine if she hadn't looked at it, but once she did, her expression changed.

This audio must not be heard by Duan Yuchen, and she was really afraid that this was true.

What if Duan Yuchen goes on stage and does a weird dance? That would be terrible.

If Mr. Duan really gave him a high score on the stage, Duan Yuchen's future development in the entertainment industry would probably be extremely bleak.

The people in Team 4 could no longer conceal their gloating.

You know, if they suddenly lose a strong opponent, it will be absolutely certain for them to take first place.

So, he just grabbed his phone and forwarded the audio message again. "Do we really need an explanation? But until there's a result, I think we still have to trust Yuchen. He's so talented, he definitely wouldn't do such a thing. But this morning, I did see Mr. Duan ordering takeout for Yuchen..."

The people from Team 4 were very reserved when forwarding the message.

They were originally a relatively well-known team, and their fans kept mocking them.

The boy stood at the door, watching several groups of people go on stage one after another. Everyone's performance was no different from before. Although it was said early on that it would be best to have a finale show, there was generally no change.

To be honest,

Generally speaking, dance programs easily cause controversy. After all, it would be fine if they were performed by serious professionals.

But if it is the kind of person who has not learned much, then the laymen will just watch the fun and the experts will just see a joke.

The scores given by the judges above are basically the same as last time.

Just because there is an additional Mr. Duan, the evaluation is unexpectedly low.

But the other party didn't even raise his head during the whole process. This score was given with his eyes closed, okay?

[Is this just to pave the way for Duan Yuchen? I assume what's being said online is true, but even now, Mr. Duan hasn't come out to explain. I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to or because he didn't see it.]

I have a pretty good impression of Duan Yuchen. If he's really like what people say online, I'll turn from a fan to a hater.

The fans in the audience were talking loudly.

The group of people backstage were watching Duan Yuchen's movements almost the entire time.

"Why don't you change into your competition clothes first?" Mi Qingxia couldn't bear it anymore, so she walked up and tried to talk to him.

Duan Yuchen nodded, put his phone on the table, and turned to go to the locker room.

There was no explanation, but he was clearly looking at his phone just now.

Mi Qingxia felt as if her whole heart was being crushed.

The young man looked at the clothes in the locker room with great calmness. Perhaps because of the news on the Internet, no clothes were prepared for him this time. He was just given the green floral shirt that he wore last time on stage.

Dancing on stage wearing this?

What to dance?

Do you want to square dance?

The clothes of other program crews were all carefully prepared, except for him.

Duan Yuchen sighed and reached out to poke the snake cub that had fallen asleep in his hand.

"Wake up, your father needs help now."

The little snake shook its head and looked at Duan Yuchen, then saw its mother stuff a ball of clothes into its mouth.

"See how you can destroy it and create some messy beauty for me." Duan Yuchen looked at the tool snake in front of him with a smile on his face, a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss—" The little snake tilted its head, not understanding what it meant.

But it understands that piece of clothes.

With its little fangs bared, it made a hole with every bite.

Duan Yuchen stretched out his hand and tore the torn shirt, which suddenly became shorter. Paired with black suit pants, it looked quite realistic.

"Emmm, I'm still short of a chain." Duan Yuchen touched his chin. He couldn't go to Gou Zi to ask for one now, right?

I'm afraid Gouzi will just tie him up with chains and take him home.

The boy thought about the outcome and said, "Help, my back hurts a little."

But when the little snake heard this, its eyes suddenly lit up, and it flicked its tail and ran away.

Duan Yuchen had just changed his clothes when he saw Snake Boy coming over with handcuffs easily put on.

"...Did you steal one from some policeman?" Duan Yuchen stretched out his hand and looked at it with interest.

The little snake was wagging its tail, looking as smug as a dog.

"You look exactly like your mother now. Dad is very pleased." Duan Yuchen reached out and rubbed the snake cub's head. They both looked very dog-like.

The snake cub was confused.

Then he was overjoyed. Mom was praising him. After all, he was her baby! He had to look like her.

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