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Chapter 171 Who the hell knew you weren't a fat house!
Mo Yuan didn't seem to hear the noisy discussions around him.

The moment he saw Su Chen, he felt a "boom" in his ear, as if something had exploded.

The brain is not blank, but there are only countless alpacas left.

He was already extremely smart, and soon figured out what was going on.

Although, he was completely unwilling to believe this fact.

Thinking back carefully, the song that Su Chen composed back then really fits this new book too well.

Come to think of it, the prince just wrote a beginning, how could he know the development of the follow-up matter?
And that time when the Eleventh Prince was interrupted, why did this guy know so well that the Eleventh Prince was sleeping?

There is only one reason, this guy is the Eleventh Prince himself!
After trying to understand this point, Mo Yuan's expression became extremely complicated.

Anger, frustration, shock... All kinds of complex expressions are constantly changing.

This fact was something he was unwilling to believe no matter what!

Su Chen spotted Mo Yuan in the crowd at a glance, and after seeing his face constantly changing, he couldn't help but click his lips.

It's really pitiful.

Looking back, Su Chen picked up the microphone in his hand, and asked indifferently: "I heard that some people say that I'm a dead fat house?"

boom--
Her words, like thunder, exploded in everyone's ears!

No one is a fool, Su Chen's words have already shown his identity.

But, how is it possible!
No one can accept it, have you started creating since you were seven or eight years old?
This is too awesome!
These book fans are not based on their appearance, they come here for only one purpose, to see their own beliefs.

"Made, where did you come from, silly beep, get off!"

"Get off, get off, get off!"

"How dare you pretend to be the eleventh prince, I think you don't want to live!"

……

Everyone in the stadium was angry. From their point of view, what Su Chen did was an insult to their faith!

While shouting angrily, these people slowly moved towards Su Chen's direction.

Under the resonance of the voice, the roof of the gymnasium was almost lifted!

It's so scary!

However, facing all this, Su Chen didn't feel anything.

It's not that she is narcissistic, she really knows her position in the hearts of these book fans.If someone pretends to be himself, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So for the first time, she didn't care about someone talking to her like this, sat down without panic, opened the laptop she just bought, and logged into the writer's background.

With the hairball, all this was synchronized on the big screen behind her.

"Hold the grass, look quickly!"

"My God, this is the backstage writer of the eleventh prince, and she is really the prince!"

"Paralysis, what about the dead fat house that was agreed upon? This is unreasonable!"

"Hiss, my face hurts so much, it's so fucking true!"

Everyone stopped in place in shock, unable to believe what they saw.

Thinking about what Su Chen said just now, they wished they could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

How did we know that you are not a fat house, how did we know that you are so young!
You have changed, you used to not slap your fans in the face!
Su Chen: I don't want to slap you in the face either, who asked you to send it up?

"Why, do you believe it now?" Su Chen chuckled and put away the computer.

The fans are going to cry, don't you take the face and whip the corpse like this!

With all the hard evidence out there, how can we not believe it?
　There is more in the back, let’s go to bed first, and watch it tomorrow morning~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)