The whole world thinks I depend on my looks

Chapter 738 The First Stage (2)

An Sen also said a lot of flattering words, and even smeared Mo Chengyun.

Because Fu Chaoyan didn't reply, An Sen's words became more and more impolite.

In the end, Ansen scolded Fu Chaoyan directly.

An Sen: "Doesn't it feel great? Is it particularly satisfying to be flattered? You are the only one who can show your face. After all, you are a master. Everyone's little public opinion, the whole world revolves around you."

An Sen: "You are impolite and have a low EQ. You can say: I have this personality. I also want to be a girl. It's cool to think about it."

Anson: ...

An Sen also said a lot, Fu Chaoyan glanced at it, it was all nonsense.

She confirmed that she said yesterday that she was going to rest, and Anson thought to herself and blamed her?

And scolded directly?
Oh, really excuse me? ?
Fu Chaoyan: "Yes, that's my personality."

After sending this message, Fu Chaoyan took a screenshot of the above record, and then deleted An Sen's friend.

I really didn't expect that the person who looks like a human is actually a mentally handicapped person.

Fu Chaoyan got up and put on makeup normally, and didn't take this man's words to heart at all.

There are more people scolding her in private messages on Weibo every day, and the words are more ugly.

If he really cares about it, Fu Chaoyan can just cry every day.

Just listen to what others say.

Fu Chaoyan never cared about the opinions of the outside world, she knew what she wanted.

Poor An Sen didn't sleep most of the night, and was annoyed by Fu Chaoyan's words early in the morning.

Anson: "Fucking smoke!"

Mo Chengyun's eyes turned cold, "What did you say?"

An Sen said: "I said she's a ****! What's wrong? She's the lowest—ah——"

Mo Chengyun pinched his neck with one hand and directly dragged An Sen up.

An Sen's feet flew into the air, unable to breathe, he struggled for Mo Chengyun to let him down.

Mo Chengyun's voice was cold, "If you want to die, I can give you a ride!"

Anson's eyes were full of horror!

He doesn't want to die!

But breathing became more and more difficult, and Anson deeply felt the fear of death!
Just when An Sen thought he was going to die, Mo Chengyun let go.

Anson fell to the ground like a dead fish, breathing heavily.

An Sen sat on the ground, breathed, stood up and cursed, then raised his fist to hit Mo Chengyun!

Mo Chengyun grabbed his fist with one hand and kicked him in the lower abdomen!

Anson clutched his stomach and fell to his knees in pain.

Mo Chengyun sneered and said: "If you do it again, then I'm acting in self-defense. If I accidentally kill you..."

Anson trembled in fright at his gloomy gaze.

Mo Chengyun looked down at An Sen, and said: "If you dare to speak ill of Yan, I will make you speechless again!"

Anson nodded frantically.

The other two roommates in the bathroom had just washed up and came out and asked, "What's wrong? Are you fighting?"

Mo Chengyun smiled gently, "How is it possible? It was An Sen who had a nightmare and fell to the ground."

As he spoke, Mo Chengyun stretched out his hand to help An Sen up, and said, "Be careful in the future."

Anson felt like he was going to have a heart attack.

……

The morning is stage rehearsal, and the rehearsal version is the final version of the pen-hold shot.

The boys group performed first, and Fu Chaoyan saw Mo Chengyun's performance, and it was indeed very good.

Mo Chengyun had a lot of votes before, and his teammates were also very good.

In his team, there is also a young man with black hair and black eyes, who is also very handsome.

Anson was on the vocal team, and his performance was ordinary, as if he had been frightened by something.

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(End of this chapter)