This reposted Weibo was posted, and the fans who followed An Wuyang immediately came out of their laughter and annoyance, bursting out with laughter.
After all, Xiao Tiantian suddenly deleted Weibo just now, and everyone can guess the reason: too many people in the comments line up to dislike his ugly words.
Netizens have been on the Internet for too long, and they have developed a poisonous mouth.
They didn't realize for a while that the target of their new fan was just a teenage boy, a smug and self-respecting adolescence.
The other party must be angry that so many people blatantly dislike the ugly words.
Annoyed fans collectively confessed their mistakes under Britney's previous Weibo: "I'm sorry! We were wrong, please don't be angry [cry/][cry/][cry/]."
An Wuyang is busy, and when he is done, he sees these messages and a new Weibo has been sent.
Homework is so hard 2000V replied to Madou from Ayu's family: I'm not angry, I re-posted it, you can go and have a look.
When he finished replying, everyone on his new Weibo was laughing like crazy.
Netizen 1: I thought he was going to do something, but it turned out to be a complaint... [laughs cry/][laughs cry/]
Netizen 2: What the hell! Hahahahaha, thumping and laughing (no, I seem to have been stuffed with dog food?!)
Netizen 3: Ahhh, send a joint blessing, Huo Dashao is very fond, I can eat this pair of CPs for 10,000 years!
Netizen 4: [Dog head/] Let you all dislike it, the big boss is out, right
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In just two hours after An Wuyang posted on Weibo, the number of reposts on this Weibo reached more than 10,000. For a non-star artist like him who has just 'opened' a blog, the data is quite astonishing.
The number of fans is also rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Isn't An Wuyi just an ordinary young man who married into a wealthy family? Why did he suddenly become popular? He didn't say anything or do anything, and someone sent Weibo to ask for answers.
Safe fans rushed to reply to the blogger: 23333 because he is sweet!
Life is already so difficult, a sweet and dreamy little brother, is it not good to smile every day
After reading the answer, the blogger felt that there was some truth.
So I also paid attention to the Weibo of 'Homework is so difficult 2000V'.
After An Wuyang completed the task her mother-in-law gave him, he put aside the Weibo business, and then continued to do what he had to do.
This 'what' refers to that Huo Yunchuan was working in the study, and he was reading and studying beside him.
Until five o'clock in the afternoon, President Huo at the next table finished his work, got up and went to the gym to exhaust his energy. Before leaving, he glanced at the little angel: "I'm leaving."
An Wuyang: "Well..." He continued to study with his head down.
Huo Yunchuan said again, "I'm going to go to the gym."
Safe: "I see."
Seeing that he didn't look up at him at all, Huo Yunchuan frowned in disappointment.
Then he turned around and left, with the expression of No. 101 showing no emotion, he returned to the bedroom and changed into his gym clothes.
He insists on the habit of fitness every day, especially after getting married, if he doesn't toss himself up, he always thinks about tossing the little angel.
After the study was quiet, the boy who had studied well suddenly raised his head: "..." Seeing that the table next door was empty, he started to pack up.
Huo Yunchuan was doing push-ups with his head down, and suddenly felt a weight on his back.
He paused with his arms, and after making sure that the little angel was sitting firmly, he continued to keep going up and down at a speed of two per second.
"You're amazing." An Wuyang was so envious that he looked at the other person's strong muscles, pinched his thin arm where he couldn't see where the biceps were, and sighed softly.
The Hof people came over to call for their son and daughter-in-law to eat, and saw such a cute scene by chance, and laughed very happily, and at the same time she recorded it with her mobile phone.
"Zhangjie, Yunchuan, it's time to eat."
Afterwards, Zhang Ruoqi sent a short video of the gym to his son.
President Huo received the small video, and only then did he know that the little angel was smiling like a peach blossom on his back, so cute...
He thought about it for two seconds and posted the video on Weibo.
Huo Yunchuan V: [Small video] On July 15th, we will marry my little baby.
After he got married, he also gained fans, and fans who followed Britney Sweet also followed him.
After this Weibo was posted, let fans know what is official strength candy, and cry their rhythm sweetly.
"The little video is so sweet, so sweet, so sweet!"
"Huo Yunchuan's figure, tsk tsk tsk, sweetie, you are still in the mood to giggle, can you bear it?!"
"God provoked! Eyes red!"
"23333 is haunted by Sao Zero upstairs."
"As an old fan who has followed Huo Yunchuan early in the morning [bye bye], I can't believe that he would show his affection and lose his fan."
"Somebody else's boyfriend has never let us down."
"Somebody else's boyfriend has never let us down +10086"
An Wuyang saw his wedding date on Huo Yunchuan's Weibo, and happily forwarded it and replied: Is it July 15th? I got it @胡云川V: [Small video] Wedding on July 15th, marry my little baby.
Netizens are about to kneel down and sing conquest: [laughing cry/] [laughing cry/] Did you not know it before? @Homework is so hard 2000V.
The homework is so difficult. 2000V replies: I just don't know.
No specific date was discussed on Wednesday, only that it would be done in the near future.
The incision on An Wuyang's abdomen has healed for more than a month and almost two months. Recently, it has always been itchy, and he wants to scratch it with his hands.
Huo Yunchuan was afraid that his attack would not be serious, so he grabbed his hands directly, and fell asleep.
"However, the wound is itchy..." An Wuyang complained with a crying voice.
Huo Yunchuan swallowed his saliva, stretched out one hand to the little angel's abdomen, and gently rubbed the wound around the wound with his fingertips.
Little Angel: "You can use some force!"
"Shut up." President Huo gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to kill this little thing on the spot: "Or I won't scratch it for you, or you won't talk."
An Wuyang is not slow, and immediately closed his mouth and pretended to be dead.
He could hear the other person's heavy breathing, so he couldn't understand it. It was also a man...
Hearing the little angel's muttering, Huo Yunchuan's face darkened: "Compare me to you?"
This is incomparable, the other party's children have been born, and they are still as tender as a chick.
It was only when An Wuyang realized that he accidentally muttered: "Cough..." With embarrassed redness on her fair face, she quickly said, "I'm complimenting you on your side."
"..." Huo Yunchuan raised his eyebrows and finally felt a little more at ease: "Is it still itchy?" His fingertips kept touching the other's skin, and he was not a dead person who couldn't do it.
"It's still itchy..." the little angel hummed.
Huo's father tickled the little angel all night, and after the other party fell asleep, he got up and took a cold shower.
In a twinkling of an eye, June 15th, safe and sound birthday.
Born in a family that didn't have the habit of celebrating birthdays, An Wuyang didn't even remember his own birthday.
It was only when it was over that I suddenly remembered, oh, the day before yesterday/the day before yesterday/last week was my birthday, that's all.
Before the fifteenth day, the Hof people found Huo Yunchuan.
"The 15th is the birthday of Chi-Chiang, how about we give him a birthday party?"
Huo Yunchuan thought for a while, then shook his head and rejected his mother's kindness: "No need, he will feel embarrassed."
Given that the person who knows the safety best is not themselves, the Hough people are not reluctant.
"He'll be very happy if you give him a small cake..." Huo Yunchuan muttered, knowing that the little thing was never someone who enjoyed luxury.
Taking advantage of the safe and sound nap, Huo Yunchuan found his own chef and asked him to teach him how to make small cakes.
The chef was frightened: "Big... eldest young master?"
He had worked in the Huo family for more than ten years, and it was the first time he saw Huo Yunchuan approaching the kitchen.
"Hurry up and teach me to make a delicious dish." Huo Yunchuan said.
"Okay, okay." The chef did not dare to delay, and immediately taught him.
After a while, President Huo's face was stinky.
"Tsk, why does he like this kind of complicated and uninteresting thing?" But in order to make the other party happy, forget it.
The chef didn't dare to speak at all...
I just find it unbelievable that the eldest young master who used to be indifferent and rebellious in his youth will one day hold others in his hands.
Dad Huo spent one noon making four mini cream cakes for the little angel, strawberry, cherry, mango and blueberry.
He followed the chef's advice and opted for a lovely floral shape, paired with brightly coloured fruit...it looked too sweet.
"..." Huo Yunchuan himself disliked this kind of sugary sweets, but this was the little angel's birthday cake, so he could only carefully put it in the refrigerator and store it in the cold.
An Wuyang lived the same day as usual, but didn't realize that today was his birthday.
Until the little friend sent him a congratulatory message.
—Happy birthday buddy!
The little angel finally knew that today was his birthday
But the whole family was silent!
"..." Feeling emotional.
After An Wuyi watched the little baby, he rubbed up to the fake father, put his eyes next to him, and asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"
Huo Yunchuan glanced slightly, and said calmly, "What day?"
It seemed he really didn't know.
An Wuyi informed a little dully: "Today is Saturday."
"So?" Dad Huo looked at him and asked lightly, "Do you want to go out to play?"
"No." An Wuyang shook his head in denial, and then left in a sad mood. He went back to his desk to listen to the repeater, which was recorded by Huo Yunchuan in English.
Huo Yunchuan glanced at him, and while he was listening to English seriously, he got up and left the study.
"..." An Wuyi followed the repeater and read in a low voice, his clear and focused voice filled the study room.
The lights above the head suddenly went dark, and the melody of the birthday song appeared.
"Ah..." The little boy turned his head back in surprise, seeing the candlelight and cake, and flying happily.
Huo Yunchuan: "Happy nineteenth birthday, safe and sound."
"Thank you..." An Wuyang took the cake foolishly. Seeing it was so small, he was inexplicably excited: "Aren't you going to share such a small cake with everyone?"
The subtext of the little angel is: "Is it all my own!"
Huo Dashao, who wanted to boost his favorability, nodded to him: "Well, I made it myself."
"Ah?" The little angel changed his face faster than the weather in June: "Is it still edible?"
Mr. Huo: "..."