Duan Yuchen doesn't manage his Weibo very much.
Because generally those who go there are water armies bought by some companies.
The number of people who comment on the photos posted on a daily basis is countless.
But I didn't expect that after returning from a variety show.
Duan Yuchen looked at everyone strangely, as if they were worshipping him like a Buddha.
There are all sorts of comments below.
Some people hope that their hemorrhoids will heal quickly.
Some hope to marry the person they love as soon as possible.
Some people also hope to have a daughter.
"Honey, if you have hemorrhoids, you need to go to the hospital. The doctor should be more accurate than here."
"Why don't you just go and propose to the person you like?"
"It doesn't matter if you have a son or a daughter~"
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Duan Yuchen jumped several comments directly to the highest comment level and responded to them one by one.
[Good guy, he doesn't treat us as outsiders at all. ]
[It's alive! I thought my son's account was fake! ]
[Hurry up and come to the mountain to suffer. Let mom hug you and breathe in some good luck! ]
[Well, I already have four sons. If I have another one, I'll cry my heart out.]
Duan Yuchen looked at everyone and thought it was like they were living on Weibo.
But within 20 minutes, the second comment went viral.
[Oh shit, no way! I always thought my girlfriend was a stickler for marriage. Just now, after hearing this, I tentatively suggested it to her! And she actually agreed!!! I'm on my way to buy a diamond ring right now. Thanks, koi!]
Duan Yuchen: Meow meow meow?
He just said a few words casually.
But I found that there seemed to be more prayers in the comment section than before.
Duan Yuchen looked at this group of fans and thought they were quite cute.
He sighed, then sat on the sofa, found a pen and paper, and drew a talisman on it.
#Forwarding this wish card can increase the success rate of your desired things by about 20%. #
Duan Yuchen took a photo and posted a Weibo.
Next second.
Fu Xingchang called directly.
"Duan Yuchen!! Please behave! We must be materialists!!! We must unwaveringly believe in Marxism! Stop engaging in those feudal superstitions!"
Fu Xingchang felt a little hopeless.
Which artist would post these things so openly?
If you get caught by black fans, you will inevitably get nagging again.
Duan Yuchen crossed his legs. "That's right, I'm a staunch Marxist believer. I just copied the talisman from Baidu. Calm down, I'll delete it in a couple of days, okay?"
Fu Xingchang felt that this boy compromised too quickly.
Then he lowered his head and scrolled through Duan Yuchen’s Weibo.
Suddenly, I felt like I got a like with every swipe.
Then the number of reposts climbed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It can even be said that the traffic from reposts is simply more than the number of live fans.
Fu Xingchang's mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to train a young artist like Miao Zhengyanghong.
But the young artist he wanted to train always contradicted him.
For a moment, Fu Xingchang didn't know whether to be relieved or sad.
But it wasn't long before the comment section exploded.
Oh my god! No way! My grandpa has been unconscious in the intensive care unit. The police just called to tell us they've found the hit-and-run driver! And he's already woken up! It happened within 10 minutes of me retweeting this.
Last month, when I went to the hospital for a checkup, the doctor suddenly found a dark spot inside me. It's a tumor, but they're not sure what it is. I have to go to the lottery soon, so please bless me!
My exam results for last month are out! I've never been in the top 10 in class before! And this time, I'm actually 8th!
How come you're all so effective? I've been forwarding this for so long, and it feels like nothing's changed...
[The test results are out! !] The person who just said he was going to the hospital to draw the lottery suddenly sent it over as well.
Below is an inspection report.
The doctor said it's most likely malignant. I've been feeling incredibly nervous these past two days, even preparing a suicide note. But just now, during the surgery, the doctor said it's a rare benign tumor!!! I love koi!
The comment section was filled with outrage.
Fu Xingchang originally really didn't intend to join in the fun.
There was silence for a long time.
He slowly switched directly to his trumpet.
Then I just clicked forward.
His only hope now is that his wife gets pregnant soon and gives birth to a healthy child for him.
Another thing is that I hope Duan Yuchen can truly shine in the entertainment industry.
Fu Xingchang finally felt what it meant to smell really good.
One second you are disgusted with it, and the next second you secretly forward it.
Fu Xingchang was sitting in the office, checking Duan Yuchen's Weibo through his secondary account.
The forwarding rate is very fast.
Duan Yuchen slowly called again.
"Do you think I should delete it? I think the traffic is quite high." Duan Yuchen had a smile on his face.
Fu Xingchang: ...
Good job.
"By the way, you probably didn't forward it, right? I don't think you believe this." Duan Yuchen added.
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