Help, my husband is killing me!
So cool!
Duan Yuchen screamed silently in his heart.
Then he shifted his gaze with an unnatural look on his face.
Cang Chengye chuckled softly and said indulgently, "Well, luckily I still have the face to keep Ah Yu."
Duan Yuchen shook his head seriously, "No, you not only have the face, you also have money."
You are also ignorant of your money power.
Cang Chengye reached out and grabbed a strand of black hair on the boy's forehead, then pinched his earlobe.
Well, I really don't know anything.
If the boy loved him for either of these two things, he wouldn't be so insecure.
But this heartless little scoundrel had already closed his eyes and fallen into a deep sleep.
Cang Chengye looked at his peaceful sleeping face, his dark eyes were crazy and paranoid.
Even if the child doesn't love him in her heart, he will make sure that A Yu can't leave him.
the next day,
When Duan Yuchen went backstage, he suddenly discovered that his agent's attitude seemed a little sluggish today.
Fu Xingchang was almost in despair. He had been struggling all night, trying hard to choose between his wife and his career.
Isn't the reason he does his career just for his wife?
But he couldn't do such a cruel thing to Duan Yuchen.
"What's going on? You've been chasing me all morning, as if someone has stolen your wife." Duan Yuchen patted the other person's shoulder.
"Uh..." Fu Xingchang rolled his eyes silently.
Coincidentally, the other party was right.
Now there are really people trying to steal his wife.
"Yuchen, if I do something too much to you, will you forgive me?" Fu Xingchang asked tentatively.
The young man immediately covered his shoulders with his hands and said, "Don't tell me you've been coveting my beauty for years."
"It's not me..." Fu Xingchang spoke with great difficulty.
Thinking that there were quite a few people around at the moment, he fell silent again.
"Hmm? Who then?"
Duan Yuchen was a little curious.
Who is so bold as to covet his body?
"Maybe it's Master Cang..."
Fu Xingchang said this while observing the boy's reaction.
Duan Yuchen stopped moving his hands.
Oh, Gouzi, that's all right. It would be rare if Gouzi didn't covet him.
Wait a minute,
possible?
And how did his agent know about him and Gouzi?
Teenage thriller.
"After the game is over, let's talk alone."
Duan Yuchen poured himself a glass of water and walked directly to the place closest to the front desk.
This scene is about Mi Qingxia.
The competition is still about poetry and Song Dynasty lyrics.
Mi Qingxia was in such a dilemma that she kept flashing red lights. After all, asking a music student to take professional cultural courses was just a joke, wasn't it?
The little girl's ears turned red with anxiety.
There were many people behind her looking at her like this, and they thought that this little girl was quite cute.
Mi Qingxia was extremely ashamed. There were only 100 questions in total, and she couldn't even answer 1/5 of them.
"Son, you just need to sing well. Leave the academic subjects to those who are good at it! It's just a loss in this game, right? It doesn't matter. Let's keep fighting in the next one!"
"Don't be sad, Qingqing. I'll let Brother Xingchen get it back for you later!"
"Right! Let Achenzi beat them up. We're just losing for fun, but they're losing seriously. It's okay, it's okay. Just consider this a game where we let them go."
Several little fans at the front desk shouted.
They are all fans who were attracted by this team in the previous games.
Sure enough, when the scores came out, they were ranked last.
Mi Qingxia tried hard to maintain her image, lowered her head and held the microphone in her hand. She waited until the scores were announced before she bowed and left the stage.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I embarrassed everyone." Mi Qingxia burst into tears the moment she came down.
"What kind of person are you embarrassing? Think about the last time I went to square dance, if it weren't for my two fans, I would have been last."
Duan Yuchen was still comforting the little girl. After all, girls are shy and it would probably take her a while to recover this time.
"Yes, there are still two of us in the team anyway, you just wait to win in the end." Li Xingchen also comforted.
When the members of other groups heard what these two people said, they looked at them with envy.
Looking at Mi Qingxia.
After all, the strength of these two people is really strong.
Duan Yuchen is such a good singer, I'm afraid he will switch careers and become a singer after this show.
Moreover, Li Xingchen is a top student, and a character like him is always popular no matter where he is.
Mi Qingxia sat aside, holding a glass of water, her eyes full of self-blame.
"Alright, alright. Besides, didn't the fans downstairs just say that we should just give in to them this time?"
Duan Yuchen said with a smile.
He didn't mind at all how much hatred his words would bring him.
After all, the strength is here.
"I'm telling you, Duan Yuchen, I've been annoyed with you for a long time! What do you mean by giving in to us? Don't make it sound so nice when you say you're incompetent."
The face of the man leading the four teams suddenly turned ugly.
"Good man, I really don't know if you're blind or someone else is. I'm here to comfort my teammates, so what's wrong with saying these things? You have to come up and cause trouble at this time. And I am indeed giving in to you guys. If you don't want me to give in, then we can see what happens later."
Duan Yuchen felt very annoyed when he saw the few shrimps jumping around in front of him.
Fu Xingchang listened to his son's arrogant words with fear and trepidation.
"Kid, don't forget, you're just a kid who knows how to square dance. If you really get beaten up by people from other groups in the finals of the dance competition, you'll be so embarrassed."
Fu Xingchang pulled Duan Yuchen and whispered to him.
I didn't dare to speak too loudly. After all, young people like him are full of energy and passion. If one of them gets angry and says something he shouldn't, he might be photographed by someone.
Well, Duan Yuchen, just wait for the end.
"Don't worry, Dad doesn't just know how to square dance." Duan Yuchen is becoming more and more proficient in playing the dad joke.
As he said this, he patted Fu Xingchang's head in a serious manner.
"Ah?" Fu Xingchang's eyes were filled with anticipation. "Then what other types can you tell me about?"
"I know a little bit of street dancing, which will be enough for the finals."
Fu Xingchang: ...
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have trusted you so much.
Fu Xingchang thought again of the street dance that he had learned a few days ago, and how he was when he was teaching the boy in the apartment that day.
Could it be that Duan Yuchen is so confident that he thinks that the person who has only learned square dancing for a few days can compare with others?
"People who are truly capable always speak with their strength, not like some people who just open their mouths and talk nonsense."
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