Chen Chufan was silent for a while before saying to the phone: "You can't sleep at night, so you can just call me to disgust me?"

"Do you think I am such a boring person?" Ye Feng's voice sounded quite aggrieved came from the phone.

"Have you ever been bored?" Chen Chufan asked back.

"Okay, do you want me to read two nice passages to give you some confidence?" Ye Feng directly changed the topic. Ye Feng still disdained to argue about the infinite loop dialogue that could become unsolvable.

"No need! I never lack confidence. Just tell me whether I scold more or praise more!" Chen Chufan said coldly. He really felt a little frustrated. It would be fine if he suffered a grievance in Los Angeles, but he just fought back. It was really uncomfortable to be so hurt by domestic people on the Internet.

"Well, most of them are encouraged! But in the media today, there are many celebrities who are very dissatisfied with your declaration! Hehe, many professional audio reviewers and singers despise you because you are not enterprising and just want to attract attention through sensationalism, and throw away all the good qualities of the modesty people in Z! Various analysis is very professional, so I'd like to comment! Some people even analyze your actions that are not conducive to the current good relationship between Z and the United States! Alas, by the way, if you fail to perform tonight, I guess you won't have to go back to China. There are definitely a wave of scolding! A baby like you who is not mature in psychological qualities is difficult to stand!" Ye Feng didn't care about Chen Chufan's tone and continued to stimulate.

"Oh? Celebrities? Celebrities are easy to deal with. Write down all the so-called celebrities and their words for me. I think what they have to say after tonight!" Chen Chufan's tone was even colder, with a hint of ridicule.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that I have successfully aroused your anger. Do you have the feeling that the small universe is about to explode? Don't worry, how could I miss such a fun thing? I'll record it for you! Just wait for you to successfully kill the Grammy and then return to triumphantly and slapped in the face. But don't blame the brother for not reminding you in advance. If you pretend to be a b, you will eventually slap in the face. If you don't hit someone else's face, it will be slap in the face, so work hard. Boy!" Ye Feng continued his various styles of attracting hatred and said happily.

"Don't worry! Slap yourself in the face? I don't have that hobby! I'm hung up!" Chen Chufan didn't want to continue muttering to Ye Feng, because he felt that his mood was really a little impetuous because of Ye Feng's phone call. Even the sleepiness that had just risen had disappeared, which made him feel inexplicably irritable.

It seems that there is always a group of people who are particularly keen to jump out and criticize them before the results come out, especially when they are related to people or things abroad.

For example, when he and Sun Haoyong, who was in the Korean Gop group, had a lot of critics inexplicably popped up, and everyone knew about this very small thing. In the end, he finally disappeared after he proved himself.

Last time he didn't cause trouble for those people, but this time he arrived in M ​​Country, they jumped out again. Although Ye Feng did not read the comments of those people in detail, Chen Chufan could guess a rough guess. It was just that all kinds of big hats were pressed on him. Could it be that these people would be shameful to others?

Thinking of this, Chen Chufan really felt a little uneasy. Girl, there was a little conflict with the group of South Korea on the GOP, which was said to be unfavorable to friendly Z-Korea relations. In M country, he challenged Grammy and was labeled as not conducive to good Z-Korea relations. By the way, has the relationship between Z-Korea relations been good? If Z-Korea is really friendly, is it really a mistake in 1999 that he used the wrong map? If Z-Korea is really friendly, those sticks still have to fight against Z-Domestic products?

If the music gene transformed Chen Chufan into a speed of the Flash, Chen Chufan really wanted to rush back to the country immediately. He pulled out the grandsons who were clamoring for their friendship, and beat them up. He went out to have the suffocation in his heart. He came back and completed his first concert with peace of mind.

Unfortunately, he did not have such supernatural powers, so he could only lie on the bed and sulk. As for debating those guys online, Chen Chufan didn't have that hobby. Before the facts came out, all the arguments were meaningless. Besides, he only had two hands, so he didn't think that he could fight against the facts. He was a group of so-called celebrities who were not a few of Ye Feng's words.

He is still too young to be unlucky in favor of being accustomed to the public, but it is understandable to think about it. If everyone is young like an old man, but not frivolous, and looks like a young man, it would be too boring. However, if Chen Chufan was really that kind of person, he would probably not have a conflict with Chairman Phil John of the Grammy Awards Ceremony, and there would not be a concert to be held tonight.

So the sleepy boy was tossing and turning on the bed without any sleepiness. Finally, the boy turned over and sat up irritably, picked up the ball beside him that had already entered a sleepy state, put it in front of him, and shook it hard. Until the little guy opened his eyes, he said in a solemn tone that he had never seen before: "Bao Son, you have to compete with your father tonight. We both have to take out all our abilities, so we can't let those grandchildren look down on you!"

The little thing blinked his sleepy eyes, and his eyes turned around twice in his eye sockets. He seemed to feel Chen Chufan's depressed mood at this time. He nodded vigorously, then broke free from Chen Chufan's hands, jumped to the boy's shoulders, put his head on the boy's cheek, and stretched out his tongue to lick it intimately. It was not only a comfort, but also a determination to do its best.

The little guy's comfort calmed down Chen Chufan's mood a lot, and also made Chen Chufan feel a little sleepy again. So the boy hugged the ball from his shoulder and put it back to his pillow. When he was about to go to bed again, the knock on the door sounded at the right time interrupted his thoughts of resting his sleep.

"Who?" Chen Chufan asked impatiently.

No one answered, but the "bang" knock on the door continued.

"Are you guys queuing up to play with me?" Chen Chufan muttered, and shouted helplessly: "Where are dressing, come right away!"

After saying that, he got up from the bed, quickly dressed neatly, and ran to the door and opened the door.

A pretty girl outside the door asked Chen Chufan to swallow the complaints that had already reached his throat. She subconsciously scratched her head and asked in a soft voice: "Hey, Xiuqing? Are you here so soon? Where are Mrs. Chen and Mr. Jackson?"
Chapter completed!