Duan Yuchen lowered his head and scrolled through his Weibo.
Because the three of them are now in a group, some fans of the team followed along and followed them.
As a result, everyone went down.
It would have been fine if I hadn't turned it over, but I was stunned for a moment after I turned it over.
Which celebrity dares to talk about this kind of entertainment gossip in public nowadays?
Also, forwarding it will increase your luck.
Who are you trying to fool?
But what is said in the comments section seems to be true.
The heat from last time should be almost used up.
This time, there are some new fans added, and we must let the new fans feel the warmest greetings from the artist.
Duan Yuchen picked up a pen.
Then he drew another symbol.
Fu Xingchang watched from the side, "Are you really planning on maintaining that lucky charm persona of yours? It's a good persona, but what if it gets exposed one day? Besides, there are a lot of artists with that kind of persona these days."
As he spoke, he realized that the boy had no intention of listening to him at all.
Instead, he took out his phone and took a picture of the paper he had just scribbled on.
Then he looked up and stood up.
Reach out and put the paper directly into his hand.
"Who told you that I'm just maintaining this persona?" He is a lucky fish, okay?
After Duan Yuchen finished speaking, he turned around and went straight back to his room.
Fu Xingchang's eyes were a little dull.
Then he looked at the paper in his hand, rolled it up in a complicated way, and put it in his pocket.
Forget it, this child is in his middle school years. Although this period may come later, as an adult, he has to spoil him.
The Weibo post sent out by Duan Yuchen quickly attracted the attention of those fans who had previously forwarded it crazily.
The momentum of the reposts was so overwhelming that the new fans were shocked by the fact that dozens of reposts were made in one go.
I'm afraid no matter how high-profile the star is, he won't have this effect?
But it is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not.
Then I just clicked on forwarding.
Duan Yuchen sat on the bed and pressed his ligaments.
Then stand in the room and play some rock music.
Move freely to the music.
Although his body was a little stiff, the effect of his jump was still pretty good.
Duan Yuchen was very satisfied.
As soon as the music stopped, Fu Xingchang came running over from behind.
"Achen, come on, come on, I learned another square dance from my mom today. Hey, were you listening to rock music just now? I didn't expect you to have such a thoughtful thought that deserves praise."
Fu Xingchang said as he sat aside.
Suddenly he thought of something, sighed, and looked at Duan Yucheng with a bit of melancholy.
"Hey kid, why are you so dumb? Other artists at least know a little bit of dancing, but you're the only one who can make me teach you square dancing. It would be fine if you could just do some street dancing to the music. How about this, we won't learn square dancing today. I'll teach you a little street dancing, so that we can save the situation when we go on stage."
Fu Xingchang is in the same situation.
But as he spoke, he stood up and waved his hands, which looked quite realistic.
But there is no strength and no posture.
It can be said that there are people who have learned for three days teaching those who have not learned.
Duan Yuchen was silent for a moment.
Seeing Fu Xingchang in front of him seemed quite excited, he sighed. After all, he favored his agent. So he should just cooperate with him.
Fu Xingchang saw that the young man was learning very quickly.
I felt relieved.
As expected of someone who has learned square dancing, she is so skillful!
Fu Xingchang wiped the sweat from his forehead, then looked down at the various teams on his phone.
"I heard that the fans will dominate the final dance competition, but since you've already won the first two, it shouldn't be a big deal even if you lose this one."
Fu Xingchang said this and then felt a headache.
"It would be great if I had a wealthy fan base. I'll try my best to increase your fan base. Even if it means we have to get the highest fan score!"
Fu Xingchang is still daydreaming.
Duan Yuchen pushed the person out directly.
"Alright, alright, let's talk about it during tomorrow's game." Duan Yuchen yawned and pointed to the current time. "Energy is more important."
Fu Xingchang hurried out and happened to see a few people standing at the door of his son's house.
It’s four teams!
"What are you planning to dance tomorrow? We're planning to do some street dance." Because it was the last game, the fourth team acted quite friendly.
Fu Xingchang thought about it and decided that since they would know the result tomorrow morning anyway, it would be fine to tell them in advance.
"Xiaochen has never learned any dance skills, so I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with you guys on stage. I hope you will show mercy." Fu Xingchang said as he turned and left.
These people should have heard what I just said to Duan Yuchen, but they only asked because I came out.
Fu Xingchang looked a little worried.
Although Duan Yuchen sang along with Mi Qingxia's voice backstage just now, the audience might not understand it clearly.
Moreover, in the second poetry competition, Li Xingchen performed exceptionally well.
If it was your own child who went there and embarrassed yourself.
Fu Xingchang could almost imagine what would happen next.
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