Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

Feng Qingyue asked: "Has he been hacked again?"

Fang Kecheng frowned slightly and said, "Are marketing accounts using you to gain traffic? They really dare to write any news at random."

Su Huachen comforted her: "I believe no one will believe such ridiculous remarks."

Duan Xingyu took out his phone to check the extent of the rumor and said, "Although it is nonsense, those stupid marketing accounts are very good at brainwashing and can easily turn some brainless people into..."

Before she finished speaking, Su Huachen covered her mouth and reminded her quietly, "It's live broadcast, please speak slowly."

After that, he smiled at Duan Xingyu's live broadcast room and said, "Don't mind, Duan Xingyu is just worried about An Chen, and he is a bit outspoken."

Duan Xingyu's fans were also worried for him.

[Brother, you should say less. You dare to say nonsense during the live broadcast. ]

[Xingxing, I know what you want to scold, just leave that to us, remember you are an artist. ]

[Thank you, Mr. Su Huachen. If it doesn’t work, you can beat him up for our fans.]

Duan Xingyu stretched out his hand to pull Su Huachen's hand down and said, "Huachen, don't cover my mouth, let me speak... wuwu..."

Su Huachen sighed and said, "Say less, none of your words can be broadcast."

Duan Xingyu pursed his lips and frowned.

Fang Kecheng was not so polite. He slapped him on the shoulder and said, "Huachen told you to speak less, so you should speak less. You are just a single-celled organism that speaks without thinking."

Duan Xingyu was not convinced: "I didn't use my brain, I'm smart, it's just that those people spread rumors, how could An Chen be a mistress."

Su Huachen said: "Xingyu, we all know it's impossible, but you have to learn to be steady. You should learn from Teacher Feng, who always..."

"Fuck." A swear word came out directly from Feng Qingyue's mouth.

Su Huachen: “…”

Everyone looked at Feng Qingyue, wondering why he was so excited.

"Sorry." Feng Qingyue also realized that he had lost his composure. He coughed twice and then turned his phone towards them and said, "It's mainly because I saw on the trending search that An Chen is the Third Young Master Fu, and I was a little overwhelmed."

Fang Kecheng pursed her lips. Finally, when she saw someone else knew the news, she had the same reaction as when she first learned about it.

Fang Kecheng pursed her lips, tried to suppress the corners of her mouth that wanted to rise, and said, "Teacher Feng, you have seen all kinds of storms, so stay calm."

Duan Xingyu came forward to see and said, "Did it explode? Who is so brave to explode? Oh, it's the Second Young Master Fu, then it's okay."

Su Huachen looked at the photo and said, "Senior was so cute when he was a child. He looks almost the same as he does now."

He Yanshu glanced at the person next to him, hiding the sadness in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I think Anchen is more adorable."

Su Huachen looked at him and said with a smile: "Of course, Anchen's round face when he was a child was also very cute."

Feng Qingyue looked at the people in front of him. Some were angry, some were surprised, and some were gossipy, but no one was surprised.

"You all know that An Chen is the Third Young Master Fu, right?"

The four people looked at Feng Qingyue and nodded in unison, saying, "I know."

Feng Qingyue smiled, looked at everyone and pretended to be angry, "So I'm the only one who doesn't know, right? A bunch of people are ostracizing an old man like me, right?"

Fang Kecheng blinked, then looked at An Chen and said, "An Chen, this is where you're wrong. How could you hide this from Teacher Feng?"

Su Huachen said: "I thought you had already told Teacher Feng."

He Yanshu said, "Does it seem that Teacher Feng is untrustworthy in your mind?"

Duan Xingyu said: "Dad, I can't help you this time. You really went too far."

Feng Qingyue said: "After all, the time we spent together was a waste of time."

Fang Kecheng said: "If it really doesn't work, you can give everyone an endorsement as an apology."

Su Huachen said: "I think this plan is feasible."

He Yanshu said: "I think it's feasible too."

Duan Xingyu said: "I agree."

"Don't pay attention to them, they are not good people." Feng Qingyue said in a calm and elegant voice: "Just V me for 500 million."

Watch them line up one by one, and each person takes a turn to speak.

An Chen was amused by everyone's behavior and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Su Huachen said gently: "It's good that you are smiling, then don't be sad, what happened on the Internet is not your fault."

Duan Xingyu touched An Chen's head and said, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, be happy."

An Chen looked up at the hand on his head and said with a smile: "I am your father."

Duan Xingyu calmly withdrew his hand and said, "Oh."

Then he put his head in front of An Chen and said, "Then Dad, touch me."

An Chen flicked his forehead with his finger and said, "Stop touching it and hurry up and make the waist drum. It feels like we are running out of time."

Everyone thought that An Chen was in a bad mood because of those people who spread rumors on the Internet.

In fact, An Chen was just recalling what happened before and felt a little uneasy.

After getting ourselves in good spirits, we got back to making waist drums with everyone else. The afternoon's tasks were still quite heavy.

After the drum body is glued, use a wood planer to make the surface smooth and clean, and then apply a layer of white putty on the surface.

An Chen and his team had already completed their mission to this point, but after applying the putty, it would take 24 hours before they could proceed to the next step.

This is to ensure that the putty is dry so that it will not fall off when painting in the next step.

However, today's paint boxes can shorten this time.

Put the waist drum with putty into the paint box. After it is dried, use sandpaper to polish the drum body, and then use a brush to sweep away the excess dust.

After finishing all these, you still need to apply red paint, put on the drum surface, hammer in nails, etc.

After working for a whole afternoon, everyone was exhausted. Fortunately, we finally finished making the Ansai waist drum for the event the day after tomorrow before dinner.

Duan Xingyu held the waist drum in his arms and was very happy with it. This was the first musical instrument he made by himself.

He happily held it up in the air and spun it around, saying, "I'm going to put this waist drum in the center of my instrument room."

He Yanshu looked at the man who was jumping like an idiot, with a faint smile on his lips.

An Chen looked at Duan Xingyu and said, "Don't jump. There are too many things here. You might get mixed up."

Duan Xingyu had almost finished speaking when he accidentally bumped into Su Huachen who was passing by behind him, and they both fell backwards.

Behind it are tools such as wood planers and saws. The consequences of a collision would be disastrous.

Su Huachen subconsciously protected his face with his hands, but ended up bumping into a wall of flesh, and a muffled groan of pain came from his ears.

He raised his eyes and saw He Yanshu standing in front of him, with himself lying on top of him.

Being protected by He Yanshu, he did not suffer any injuries at all, but He Yanshu's face did not look too good.

Su Huachen asked with a nervous and worried look in his eyes: "Yanshu, are you okay?"

He Yanshu smiled faintly and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

As he finished speaking, bright red blood dripped onto the ground behind He Yanshu, slowly staining his white shirt red.