Mo Yuan didn't seem to hear the noisy discussion around.

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

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

He was extremely smart, and he quickly figured out what was going on.

Although, this fact in his heart he is a hundred unwilling to believe.

Thinking about it carefully, the song that Su Chen composed at the beginning is really suitable for this new book.

Come to think of it, the prince just wrote a beginning, how can he be clear about the development of the follow-up?

And the eleventh prince broke off, how could this guy know so well that the eleventh prince was sleeping?

There is only one reason, this guy is the eleventh prince himself!

After thinking about this, Mo Yuan's face became extremely complicated.

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

This fact is something he doesn't want to believe anyway!

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

It's really pitiful.

Retracting his gaze, Su Chen picked up the microphone in his hand and asked lightly: "I heard, some people say that I am a dead fat house?" ”

Rumble--

Her words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears!

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

But, how could it be!

No one can accept it, why have you been creating since you were seven or eight years old?

This is awesome!

These book fans don't look at their appearance, they only come here for a simple purpose, to see their beliefs.

"Made, where did you come from, stupid beep, get down!"

"Get down, get down, get down!"

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

……

Everyone in the stadium was furious, in their opinion, Su Chen's actions were insulting the faith in their hearts!

These people shouted angrily as they slowly moved in the direction of Su Chen.

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

It's terrifying!

However, in the face of all this, Su Chen didn't feel anything.

It's not that she's narcissistic, she really knows what her place in the hearts of these book fans. If someone pretends to be themselves, the consequences must be unimaginable.

So for the first time, she didn't care that someone was talking to her like this, so she sat down without panic, opened the laptop she had just bought, and logged in to the writer's backstage.

There are hairballs, and all this is synchronized to the big screen behind her.

"Hold the grass, look at it!"

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

"Paralysis, what about the dead fat house? This is unreasonable! ”

"Hey, Lao Tzu's face hurts so much, this is really true!"

Everyone stopped in shock, unable to believe what they had seen.

Thinking about what Su Chen said just now, they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

How do we know that you are not a fat house, how do we know that you are so young!

You've changed, you wouldn't have punched your fans in the face before!

Su Chen: I don't want to slap you in the face, who asked you to send it?

"What, believe it now?" Su Chen chuckled and put away the computer.

Fans are going to cry, if you don't slap your face like this, you will be whipped!

With all the hard evidence coming out, can we still not believe it?