Dad: My identity as Qu Dad has been exposed by my daughter

"You look drunk..." Shu Wan smiled mysteriously, and then took out her phone.

Su Chen felt bad when he saw Shu Wan holding the phone, "Wife... did you take a video?"

"It wasn't me," Shu Wan said, "It was a screen recording by fans."

"Yes, watch it yourself."

Shu Wan had already found the video.

Su Chen swallowed and took the phone.

The famous scene of being brothers with the father-in-law...

The first thing that popped into Su Chen's mind was this, and he felt his scalp tingling, and he was a little afraid to watch the video.

It was okay to be embarrassed at home the first two times.

This time... Well, this time it was also at home!! But it was live, and thousands of viewers saw it...

He was suddenly depressed.

But when he looked down and saw the content of the video, his pupils suddenly widened, his blood pressure soared wildly, and his hair instantly went numb.

In the video, he was drinking and reciting poems.

Hundreds of poems for drinking.

The most evil thing was the two scenes before the end of the video.

"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a cup of Erguotou..."

"I can write hundreds of poems after drinking, and I am the immortal of wine!"

His facial muscles twitched wildly when he saw this.

I am so talented when I am drunk? ? ? I can write poems like Du Fu? ? And it's just like a cup of Erguotou, just... amazing! ! !

Slap!

Su Chen raised his hand and slapped his forehead.

This time he pretended to be awesome after drinking.

A glance at the likes, reposts, and comments, it's already tens of millions!

Hot!

Explosive!

He turned off the video and went to Weibo.

The top 20 on the hot search list were all occupied by him.

The video went viral, the poems were flying all over the sky, thousands of people were chanting, the liquor was sold out, the stock price rose to the limit...

At this moment, he realized how much impact this car accident had caused.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

Opened Weibo.

"Fuck!!!" He stood up in a flash.

"What's wrong, husband?" Shu Wan was shocked.

"Crazy!" Su Chen's voice was trembling, "My Weibo fans... have exceeded 100 million!"

"Fuck!" Shu Wan was also numb in an instant, and said "Fuck" smoothly.

When she wanted to shut up, it was too late to save it.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene and instantly exploded.

"Finally, I've waited for Su Xian to say "Fuck."

"Goddess Shu Wan also said "Fuck."

"Su Xian: I actually shocked myself!"

"Su Xian: I'm numb! My Weibo fans have exceeded 100 million overnight!"

You know, even for top stars, 50 million fans are already exaggerated, and there are not many accounts with more than 100 million fans in the country.

Shu Wan has been working hard for five years and still has a long way to go to get 100 million fans.

And how long has Su Chen opened his Weibo account?

A few days! !

And today it has exceeded 100 million.

Outrageous!

Not only that, Shu Wan also found that the certification label of Su Chen's Weibo was officially set as: Qu Die Qilin Talent, Poet Immortal.

Directly used Poet Immortal.

Su Chen was also stunned when he saw the number of fans exceeding 100 million.

It was like a dream. In his previous life on Earth, he was already a top star, but his fans were only 50 million...

He was drinking and reciting poems.

Just over 100 million fans?

There must be something wrong with this data, right?

He didn't dare to believe it.

He stared at the data for a long time, and it didn't drop, but was still rising... He suddenly realized that it seemed that he really became famous overnight.

At the same time, it also reflects a problem from the side,

that is, the enthusiasm and love of the Chinese people for traditional culture are unprecedented.

After the rapid economic development and prosperity,

Perhaps China is ushering in a vigorous cultural revival!

Although Su Chen is a salted fish.

But if he can contribute to the cultural revival, he will feel that he has no regrets in his life! Perhaps this can be a reason for his debut...

Time quickly passed 10 o'clock in the evening.

The live broadcast of the program ended.

Su Chen took a bath in the bathtub with extreme shock and trepidation.

The headache after drinking still exists.

...

A certain community.

Du Yuan, the director of the composition department of Huanyu Entertainment, has been watching "The Daily Life of Big Stars" with a surge of emotions.

At the same time, he was also in a somewhat urgent mood.

When he saw Su Chen wake up, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as the live broadcast ended, he picked up his mobile phone and played it to Su Chen.

"Director Du, is there something wrong with calling so late?" Su Chen was soaking in the bathtub, and the phone was on speakerphone.

"Dad Su," Du Yuan said in a very polite tone, "I discussed the recording of "The Hard Sutra" with you this morning, and "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" will be broadcast the day after tomorrow. Well, I know you drank today, so I didn't disturb you. Is it convenient for you tomorrow morning?"

Su Chen remembered this matter when he heard it.

Drinking delayed things.

"I'm sorry to accompany my dad to drink today... I drank a little too much." Su Chen said, "I'll come early tomorrow morning."

"I'll drive to pick you up?" Du Yuan said.

"No need to bother." Su Chen said, "I'll come by myself."

After hanging up the phone, Su Chen got up from the bathtub.

Water splashed down his body.

It dripped along his sculpted muscles.

He pulled a towel to dry himself, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and got into the bed that his wife had warmed, hugged the soft Shu Wan, and went to sleep...

...

The next day, Su Chen got up early.

The alcohol had completely dissipated.

He just felt his lips were dry. After getting up, he drank a large glass of warm water, and then his throat seemed to be a little bit wrong.

When he spoke,

his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Honey, do you have a cold?" Shu Wan asked with concern.

"No." Su Chen has been exercising for many years, and the number of colds he has had in the past five years can be counted with his little finger. As far as he can remember, it has not exceeded three times. "Except for hoarseness, there is no other discomfort."

"It's just that I have to record a song today..." Su Chen frowned when he thought of this, "I'm afraid I can't record it in this state."

The audience in the live broadcast room heard the phone call between Su Chen and Du Yuan yesterday.

As soon as they heard that they couldn't record.

The barrage instantly increased.

"Wuwuwu... Is the recording of "Happy Breakup" going to be postponed again?"

"What if I can't wait."

"There's no point in being anxious."

"For the sake of Su's father's sore throat... Humph! I forgive you."

Su Chen said he was going to record "The Hard Sutra" before going to bed last night. Hearing this, he asked, "What should I do? It seems that it can't be postponed any longer."

"Well, find someone else to record it." Su Chen thought about it, and suddenly he thought of someone, "Wife, there is a singer named Wang An in our company. Is he our distant relative?"

"Wang An," Shu Wan said, "my aunt's silly nephew. I brought him into the industry, but this guy is a bit evil, and he can't become popular no matter how much he promotes him."

"Fans all tease Wang An for almost becoming popular."

He is really a distant relative.

Although Su Chen is still relatively unfamiliar with him, he is a relative after all. Apart from him, he doesn't know who else to find: "Then let him record this song."

The audience exploded when they heard this.

"Don't do that, Su Dad, that guy won't be popular..."

"Wang An sang "Happy Breakup", why do I feel that this song is going to flop."

"Wang An: No one can make me popular. Not even Su Dad!"

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