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Yan Zhuo held the microphone in his hand: "When is his birthday?" ”

When the fan heard this question, she breathed a sigh of relief, this question was simple, she still knew it, and replied confidently: "July 29." ”

"What song did he sing at the beginning of the last birthday meeting?"

She also knows this question, until now, the song sung by Mo Wei'an is still hanging on the music list.

"Guilty of Cheapness."

When she heard this name, Yan Zhuo's expression under the mask was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect that the song she sang at the beginning of Mo Wei'an's last birthday party would be called this name.....

It's good that she has a mask on her face, otherwise she will be the one who will be disgraced by then.

"Does Morvian love to sing?"

"Love." There is no hesitation to answer, if you don't like to sing, why did you want to debut as a singer in the first place.

However, as soon as this word came out, all the eyes around him changed.

After a moment of silence, the fans themselves noticed it, and their hearts were very empty: "It all depends on what I do?" An Ye is a singer debut, so he naturally loves to sing! ”

Yan Zhuo handed the microphone to Mo Wei'an: "Yourself." ”

Mo Wei'an raised his eyebrows, and his voice spread throughout the venue: "I once had it at my birthday party, I don't like to sing, and the reason why I came to the entertainment industry is purely because I don't want to inherit the family business." ”

Although this is a bit owed, but at the birthday party two years ago, Mo Wei'an really had it, and it was not enough to make a disturbance at the beginning.

It was because of this sentence that Mo Wei'an was hacked miserably, and every time he sang a song after that, he was scolded by black fans.

Those people probably just can't get used to seeing Mo Wei'an's arrogant appearance.

This can be regarded as the beginning of Mo Wei'an's hacking, and most of the fans who are really fans of Mo Wei'an know it.

Like this kind of half-monk black fan, it is not pleasing to the eye, he only knows to follow the scolding of those people on the Internet, and he doesn't know what the specific reason is, and naturally he doesn't know about it.

The man still wanted to quibble: "What can't you understand?!" I just got it wrong! ”

The girl standing next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and patted Na Rao's shoulder: "Sister, don't do it, you better go back and take a good look at the comment area of An Ye's song, come again, don't delay our time." ”

Such black fans, as Mo Wei'an's true love fans, are already strange, calm and calm.

I don't care about this person, and I can't make much of a storm anyway.

Then, the girl took the microphone in the man's hand: "An Ye! There are also questions to ask! ”

Morvian: "You. ”

"When will your next spicy single come out? After you started filming, you didn't come to spicy our ears anymore. "In the back, there are still some grievances.

This time the question was asked by a very well-behaved girl, with the word An Ye on her cheeks, and when she was wronged, she pouted, and she was strangely loved.

"Do I sing with spicy ears?" Mo Wei'an's face was incredulous, "I'm afraid you're also a fake fan, right?" ”

How can there be fans, their idols, who sing with spicy ears?

"No, no, no...... I'm your true fan, and although your songs are spicy, they make me want to stop, and I have to come more than a dozen times every time. ”

Hearing this, the fans around him laughed tacitly.

Mo Wei'an: "......" his fans, a little skinny, it turns out that he is like this behind his back.

Spicy ears, naturally it is impossible to have spicy ears, since Mo Wei'an made his debut as a singer, his singing skills are naturally there, and it is more than wrong to be a music instructor.

It's just that his fans, who may be habitual, want to scare him.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^