The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Front row! Confess my male god! Does the male **** love you!"

"How many years have it ... laughed or spiked! There is a girl with a trembling heart!"

"So romantic Orz, those sunspots who talk about acting can be taken by dogs! Look at the eyes, as long as you mention your wife, that little look is just as simple as a professional teacher in the acting department told Mu Meng, the feelings can never be performed!"

"..."

All kinds of blessings were filled with comments, and occasionally there were discordant voices, and they were immediately drowned.

An Xiaxia saw that many people were fans of the Starry Night Group.

Those ashes were still students at that time, and now they are working and getting married ... They are stronger and more enthusiastic than sailors, and they are all in solidarity with Sheng Yize.

And Sheng Yize's fan support will post Weibo——

I never regret chasing you. Some people say that chasing stars is stupid, stupid, and brain-damaged ... but not like this, because we love you, chase you, and are willing to save half a month of breakfast for your new album Money; willing to stay up all night to make a list for you overnight; willing to participate in various activities to make yourself shine in the crowd; willing to learn better and work better, so hard, just to one day be able to become like you people. Thank you, Sheng Yize. Thank you, my love bean. (Love beans = idols)

"What are you looking at?" Sheng Yize asked after returning from the phone.

An Xia Xia laughed: "I think ... you are really amazing."

There are so many people like it.

Sheng Yize glanced at the screen, his expression was touched, he registered his account, and reposted the Weibo of the backup club.

"Thanks, grateful, grateful. As long as you don't buy breakfast albums, don't eat them, you can grow up when you are full."

An Xia Xia has been peeping at the screen, and she can't help crying and laughing: "How do you feel like an old cadre!"

It didn't take long for fans to swipe the screen below his number—

"Why is the male **** so cute!"

"Ah, my one-nine-nine-man god! I'm tall! Hold on, hold high!"

"Our god, we are rich now. Come out of the album, we must buy it!"

"..."

An Xia Xia said sourly: "Would you like to return to the entertainment industry, start a concert, release a new album, and make some milk for your baby?"

"Sounds ... seems good." Sheng Yize smiled. "What flavor of milk do you like?"

"Me?" Anxiaxia pointed to herself in confusion.

Sheng Yize said, "You are also a baby."

It is his unique treasure.

...... This girl's skills give full marks! Not afraid of pride!

He took An Xia Xia's small hand, clenched, his eyes darkened: "Go back, let's make up the wedding."

In the early morning of a foreign country, the sun capsized through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling over his shoulders, and as if at first sight, came down like a god.

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Yucheng.

When getting off the plane, many paparazzi were squatting, Sheng Yize calmly led Anxiaxia calmly past.

The paparazzi were already ready for chasing and blocking, and when they saw the two came out brightly, they rushed up for a long time, and aimed at the two immediately.

Sheng Yize only said one sentence: "The film emperor is behind. Are you sure you don't shoot him and shoot us?"

The film emperor? Is it referring to the popular niche Qianming? The paparazzi rushed behind them.

An Xia Xia drew his lips and said, "Uh ... why don't I know of any film emperor?"

"I casually said that I didn't expect them to believe so seriously." Sheng Yize shrugged, helpless.

A cool voice sounded: "Shameless!"