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One minute...
Two minutes...
The imagined flood of criticism did not appear. On the contrary, the netizens' comments were all positive.
——[hahaha, goose, goose, hiccup]
——【Why can you send voice messages? ? 】
——[Fu Jiayan is quite suitable to be a comedian, he has his own funny points]
——[His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is actually a silly boy, i i i]
——[To be honest, I have been tired of watching Fu Jiayan reaping the benefits of his princely persona for the past two years. He made the right decision to take on "Two People in One House"! His agent is so far-sighted! The only way to long-term development is to get rid of the shackles brought by the princely persona! ]
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Seeing this, the agent's eyes were dazed.
Far-sighted? ?
Does this word have anything to do with him? !
The reason why he gave Fu Jiayan this resource was really just to whitewash himself...
Is this like a blind cat catching a dead mouse? When darkness gets too deep, it will naturally turn white?!
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Next, Fu Jiayan followed Xiangyi to the rabbit farm. He completely let himself go, and his talkative personality was clearly revealed. He could chat with the cows for a long time just by milking.
When he finished the work, he suddenly realized, wait, wasn’t I here to clear my name?
I remembered my agent's advice and tips on how to create a character...
It’s over, it’s over. Why doesn’t this knowledge enter my brain?
Jiang Jiujiu was still sulking, kicking pebbles intermittently. Seeing his expression that looked like a walking emoticon, she said with disdain, "Hey, you have juvenile dementia."
Fu Jiayan said with a sad face: "My fans are definitely going to stop following me!!"
Jiang Jiujiu expressed his doubt: "You still have fans?"
"…Am I living in a fantasy world? Is this all fake? I don't actually have a single fan??"
Seeing that he was about to collapse, Jiang Jiujiu said awkwardly: "Okay, okay, you are actually just good-looking, so it's normal to have a few fans. After all, someone as ordinary as me has hundreds of thousands of fans on foreign social software!"
Netizens in the live broadcast room: ???
——【Just barely passable Fu Jiayan, ordinary ginger wine?! 】
Xiangyi brought a basket of duck eggs and prepared to pickle them. Seeing that Fu Jiayan was not in a good mood, she asked gently, "Fu Jiayan, are you okay?"
Jiang Jiujiu secretly pointed at Fu Jiayan, then pointed at his head, indicating to her: There is something wrong with his brain!
appropriate:"……"
Fu Jiayan sat on the ground, hugging his knees, his whole body exuding a dejected and depressed aura:
"You don't understand. They all like me because of a role. If they find out that I'm not that role, no one will like me anymore..."
Jiang Jiujiu: "What a mess, you are an actor? I thought you were a crosstalk performer."
Fu Jiayan: “…” He felt like he was stabbed in the heart.
Jiang Jiujiu: "Since they like you for one role, if you play ten roles, won't they like you ten times more? Don't you have no scripts to play?"
Fu Jiayan: “…” One knife after another.
Netizens were laughing, but Fu Jiayan’s fans felt a little sorry for him.
I want to comfort him, but I don't know where to start. As Fu Jiayan said, they really like him because of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...
At this moment, Xiangyi's calm and indifferent voice sounded:
“You bring the character to life.”
“The character is liked because of you.”
"Fu Jiayan, why do you have to act? You are you."