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Mo Yuan was also relieved after listening to Su Chen's words.

Although he didn't know Su Chen's confidence in saying this, he still believed that this guy would not lie.

Thinking that this guy must be on the way here, he quietly sent a text message to the eleventh prince!

Humph, this is still hidden, it's really boring!

Mo Yuan was maligning in his heart, and suddenly the gossip came up, and he leaned close to Su Chen: "Quickly tell me, what kind of image is the prince?"

This issue is not only his concern, but anyone who likes the Eleventh Prince is very curious!

From the time when the prince wrote the book, everyone wanted to know what his identity was.

Ordinary people can't write such a magnificent novel!

However, after ten years, the eleventh princes have never showed up at all.

This is so desperate!

Mo Yuan didn't realize that he had gone further and further on the road to death, and continued to say excitedly: "Don't be angry, you just say what I described last time is correct!"

As he spoke, he made gestures in front of his stomach with his hands.

Seeing this guy owe his beating, Su Chen frowned.

For the first time, she felt that Mo Yuan's face was so disgusting!

"Your Majesty, Mao Qiu has always felt that way!"

Suppressing the idea of ​​violently beating Mo Yuan here, Su Chen opened the door and got out of the car. After glancing at Mo Yuan, he said with a hint of sarcasm: "Heh~ you'll know it by then!"

After saying this, Su Chen pulled out his legs and walked inside.

She was really worried that if she stayed with Mo Yuan again, she could not help beating him.

Mo Yuan looked at the back of Su Chen's departure and couldn't help but curl his lips. Even if you don't say it now, I will know in a while.

In his opinion, this means that he is in the middle, and this scourge must be the only way to refute himself to become angry!

Well, it must be so!

He felt that he was really a genius, and he would be a genius if he didn't write detective novels!

Maoqiu: Xiao Mozi, please be proud of it, my majesty has already walked on the road to slap her face with a 40-meter knife!

Just ask if you are afraid!

At the end of the team, Su Chen also came to the stadium.

"Hey, what kind of person do you think the prince is!"

"It's still a matter of thinking, of course, it's a fat house with a big belly and glasses!"

"If you don't keep the balance, you have to be bald. After all, sitting in front of the computer all the year round, baldness is normal!"

"No matter what the prince is, I like her!"

"Still wait, what if the prince keeps his figure pretty good?"

"Impossible, aren't all online writers dead?"

...

No matter where she goes, you can hear these comments about her.

Su Chen: "..."

Who on earth gave you the illusion that made you think like this!

She really doesn't want to hit the face of these book fans, but why do these people always stick their faces?

And obviously, it's not just the book fans in the stadium who have such an idea.

Almost all netizens on Weibo have this view.

But now it's even more desperate for the stars.

We have to be cautious about what we eat every day, and we have to exercise every day in order to stay in shape. But now you are even telling me that we are not even as good as a fat man?

Is the malice in this world so deep?

I'm so angry, I really want my fans to tear it up.

But what is even more desperate for them is that even among their fans, many of them are book fans of the Eleventh Prince!

How many book fans does this guy have?

Is this riding a horse in a pervasive rhythm?