King of Farts? (Seeking Support)
Chen Fan apologized profusely and lowered his head. Nene stood by the bed and tried to catch her breath.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I wasn't honest when I slept. It really wasn't intentional.”
"I really admire you. Why are you so angry when you sleep and wake up?"”
"She always made me sneeze with her hair, so I tied her up with a blanket. I just wanted to joke.”
Nene turned her head and said," But you can't fart, right? Besides, if you fart, then fart. Why do you have to cover my mouth after touching your butt? Ahhhh, it's disgusting."”
Hahahaha.
Yang Mi couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed directly with a puff.
"Alright, alright, give me some face and let Chen Fan go.”
" Forget it," Nene said." How did this guy do it? How can his fart be so smelly?"”
"I have a good stomach. I have no choice.”
The live broadcast room was already bursting with laughter.
"The Ministry of Education wants to buy your songs. If you agree, we'll help you sell them."”
"Up to you. Just remember to send me the money.”
"That's for sure. It's just a favor. That's all. Goodbye, fart king.”
F * ck, you even gave me a nickname. Looks like I haven't taught you a lesson enough.
However, Nene ran away quickly, leaving Chen Fan and Boss Yang behind.
"Does it hurt?"
Chen Fan touched it and said," It's okay. By the way, you're wearing high heels. Are you crazy?"”
"At that time, I had to be cruel and call you. I apologize to you in advance. Let's go and have some food. You're mine now, so I have to control you.”
Chen Fan casually put on some clothes and followed Yang Mi to the canteen.
At the canteen, the students had already finished eating and left. It was empty.
Yang Mi crossed his legs and didn't care if he was wearing black silk high heels or something.
"This is your follow-up plan. I've specially chosen a few modes. Take a look for yourself.”
"Do you want this drumstick?"
"I'm not eating."
"Then give it to me."
After saying that, Chen Fan picked it up and started eating.
Yang Mi rubbed his temples. He felt like he was going crazy. How did he end up with such a glutton?
"The training for the program has begun. The basic public performance has begun. It can be considered as the beginning of your true debut. How you perform will completely depend on yourself, but there is one thing I hope you understand.”
"Slurp, this soup is just so-so.”
Forget it, Yang Mi didn't bother with Chen Fan and continued,""Your team can be said to be the best and the strongest. But if you are lazy and don't train, believe me, just spitting can make you doubt your life.”
"Will he really spit at me?"
"I know you want to leave, but my suggestion to you is that the best way to leave is to be eliminated. However, this time, the teacher has also considered this situation. There will be a drag, but the impact shouldn't be too great.”
Chen Fan burped and said,""That's it?"
"I advise you to give up on the negative information. The best way to leave is to be eliminated. If you're criticized by others, I think you'll feel uncomfortable too.，”
"I don't know how to. There are many people who scold me.”
"Goodbye."
Yang Mi got up and turned to leave. She felt that staying with Chen Fan for another second was torture.
Sooner or later, she would be angered to death by Chen Fan.
Recently, she felt that her entire body's hormones were starting to get out of balance. It was all because of her anger.
What was wrong with her that she wanted to be Chen Fan's agent?
After Yang Mi left, Chen Fan also rushed to the training site.
Nene, who was in charge, was eating snacks at the side and reading the text. The other five students had already entered the nervous stage of the choreography.
Drunken Fist was Brother Cheng Long's song, so it naturally carried a little bit of chivalry.
The early Drunken Fist, as a classic of Shao's martial arts, could be said to have caused the martial arts trend in the area.
There was still something that people liked about the Creation Camp.
For example, when choosing songs, he did not blindly follow the foreign model, but integrated his own local culture.
He could feel the thoughts of the creators. They really hoped to open up a boy band that belonged to the country.
A new boy band culture.
On the dance side, the coaches first demonstrated.
Chen Fan didn't think much of it, but the other five felt that it was a little too difficult.
"If I were to do this, I probably wouldn't be able to perform well.”
Han Meijuan was having a headache. Dancing was fine, but it was too difficult for him to add some martial arts into the dance.
As for the other four foreigners, they were filled with love for this traditional culture.
The dance teacher finished her performance very seriously and said,"In the following time, you will have to train. I'm sorry, but the training time is very short. In a week, other than filming your daily routine, I hope that you can use all your time to dance.”
"Also, if anyone is really tired, look at the people around you and see how they train.”
" Next, you guys form groups and follow me... Big One..."
One minute.
Chen Fan sat on the ground.
"I'm too tired. I'm exhausted. Teacher, please rest.”
F * ck.
Do you have to be so idle?
"Chen Fan, don't go too far. There are no more boats leaving the island now, and all the intersections have been notified. It's impossible for you to leave. You should be honored that because of you, the security measures have been strengthened.”
F * ck, do you have to do this?
Chen Fan stood up helplessly and began to twitch slowly.
Yes, it was unrealistic to expect Chen Fan to really dance with the dance.
Although Chen Fan had gained the dance proficiency, it couldn't stop him.
"If I really want to strangle Chen Fan, don't stop me.”
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