Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

The popularity of Weibo tonight is destined to be dominated by Cheng Fan. While eating sugar, everyone watched the video of Cheng Fan's game on the Internet.

In the video, Cheng Fan performed the most difficult action in the audience at a height of three meters, and he could fall to the ground without accidents and did not fall.

His sleeves were long and flowing, so his posture was not in a mess when he fell. Driven by instinct, he grabbed the end of the swing and swung for two seconds. There was no obvious sign of falling when he landed.

Some netizens carefully compared the height and found that Cheng Fan was about 2.5m high from the moment he fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Cheng Fan's injury was not serious. From the accident to the fall, it took only 10 seconds to recover. He used his arm to show the "fire" element on the spot without interrupting the action, and then stood up 10 seconds later. keep playing.

[Cheng Fan's performance is a classic, I didn't expect him to be so powerful on the spot. ]

[It’s not just about showing your ability on the spot, right?Falling from such a high place, but still getting up and continuing to dance is really not something ordinary people can bear. ]

[I watched the video carefully just now, and found that when Cheng Fan stood up again, the mahogany hairpin was still in his hand, and it must have been given by Xie Chongyan. ]

[I will post the original comments of the judges after the competition here, you can take a look: the 30 movements of this dance are very difficult, except for the last movement that Cheng Fan did not complete well, the rest are perfect.But he has the magical powers to turn this accident into a surprise, so we all recognize him. ]

[I have to say that Cheng Fan's obsession and belief in dance is really admirable, and I'm about to become a fan. ]

The video of Cheng Fan's first battle spread more and more widely, and gradually aroused extensive discussions among more people.

Some businessmen saw the business opportunity, inquired about Cheng Fan's competition route in advance, and proposed cooperation with foreign organizers, trying to obtain the qualification to broadcast the SERIY dance competition system.

Among them, the live broadcast platform that signed a cooperation with Cheng Fan was the most interested, and quickly sent someone to contact the organizer, intending to win the exclusive rights to broadcast the event.

An Qing was very pleased with the friendliness of public opinion.

Forward the movement to Cheng Fan and ask how his injury is.

At this time, Cheng Fan was sitting in the hospital, communicating with the doctor about his condition.

"The bones are sure to be fine, but the most serious thing now is the muscle strain." The doctor was a kind middle-aged man, he saw Cheng Fan's waist and leg injuries were very large, and asked distressedly: "How did you fall? "

Xie Chongyan's face was not very good all the time: "I fell from a height of about three meters while dancing."

The doctor was stunned: "Three meters high?"

Cheng Fan explained in a foreign language that is not very proficient: "It's not three meters high, it's about two meters high. When I fell down, I grabbed something. In addition to my height, my feet were about two meters above the ground."

The doctor frowned: "Two meters is not too low, and there is still inertia. In your current situation, I suggest you rest for a month and stop dancing."

Cheng Fan was anxious: "It's okay if you can't dance, my next competition is five days away."

The doctor sighed and shook his head: "Although muscle strain is not a serious illness, if you don't take good care of it, it may become the root cause of the illness."

Cheng Fan glanced at Xie Chongyan and asked the doctor, "Is there any way to help me?"

Doctor: "If you insist on competing, your physical condition will not allow it. It will be very painful. You can only take painkilling injections and compete temporarily."

Cheng Fan has heard of trauma medicines related to painkillers, but these medicines can easily make people depressed. He needs a high degree of concentration to dance, so it is best not to use these things.

Xie Chongyan remained silent, and finally got up and walked to the corridor, calling a friend to find the most famous surgeon in the area.

The friend's family is engaged in the medical industry, and soon sent someone to pick them up and drive them to the hospital.

In the car, Cheng Fan was very obedient.

He knew that Xie Chongyan was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to say anything more, he kept holding the wooden hairpin in his hand, and lowered his eyes.

When they arrived at the new hospital, the surgeon personally received the two of them. After seeing Cheng Fan's examination report, he asked, "What is your request?"

The doctor spoke with a southern accent, and Cheng Fan didn't quite understand it, so he was anxiously waiting for Xie Chongyan to translate.

Xie Chongyan: "He fell off the stage today, but there will be another game in five days, and there will be six or seven games in the next half month."

This made the doctor a little embarrassed: "I can help him quickly relieve the pain caused by the muscle strain, but I can't guarantee the game five days later."

Xie Chongyan asked: "Conservatively estimate, what will he be like after five days?"

The doctor frowned: "Normal exercise is fine, but dancing is probably not."

The three discussed the treatment plan for a while, and Xie Chongyan took Cheng Fan home.

The pain on Cheng Fan's body was not obvious when he was on the stage, and it was within the bearable range.

But right now I can't walk.

Xie Chongyan walked along the corridor of the hospital with him on his back.

Back at the residence, Xie Chongyan washed his hands, and prepared to help Cheng Fan massage and apply medicine according to the doctor's instructions.

Without saying a word, Cheng Fan undressed and lay on the bed looking at him.

Xie Chongyan was very depressed, not because of Cheng Fan, but because of the uncontrollable and unassessable risks of this kind of dance competition.

At such a high altitude, if Cheng Fan didn't grab the swing but landed on his head and neck first, the consequences would be immeasurable.

But this is Cheng Fan's favorite stage, and he can't give up, so Xie Chongyan fell into a tangled circle and remained silent all the time.

The medal was in the pocket of Cheng Fan's clothes. He closed his eyes and took it out.

Looking down at Xie Chongyan, he stuffed the medal into Xie Chongyan's pocket, pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Xie Chongyan stopped and looked at Cheng Fan full of confusion: "What do you mean?"

Cheng Fan whispered: "Give it to you."

Xie Chongyan's heart softened instantly, and he explained to him: "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself."

Cheng Fan nodded his chin and clumsily held his hand: "Here's the medal, don't be angry."

Xie Chongyan had mixed feelings, and pulled him back: "Is it really painful? Otherwise, don't participate in the competition five days later, we still have a chance."

Cheng Fan paused: "However, I can't guarantee that I can win the first place in competitions in other regions. Moreover, in case of accidents, I need to wait another three years."

Xie Chongyan tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, and looked at him seriously: "But with your current situation, you can't participate in the competition normally. If you get injured again, the loss outweighs the gain."

Cheng Fan lowered his eyes softly: "I'll think about it."

About an hour later, Xie Chongyan helped Cheng Fan apply the medicine, then fed him the oral medicine, and went to the bathroom alone.

Cheng Fan has trauma on his body, so it is not suitable to take a bath.

When I helped him apply the medicine just now, he had already wiped it off with warm water, so he can rest directly.

The two of them were extremely silent tonight.Cheng Fan injured his right waist, so he could only lie on his left side or lie flat.But the left arm muscles and back muscles were also strained, and it was very inconvenient to sleep.

Xie Chongyan couldn't put his arms around him, but just gently held his hand.

At night, Cheng Fan woke up and quietly went to the computer.

In order to prepare for this match, he collected a lot of information about his opponent. The match five days later was the easiest one to win. It would be a pity to give up.

Before leaving, the doctor told him that if he persisted in the game, he needed to be injected with special medicine.Although there are side effects, the dance competition is only 5 minutes, and it is relatively easy to concentrate.

I don't know if it's Cheng Fan's illusion, the muscles massaged by Xie Chongyan are not so painful now.

He moved slowly in small steps, went to bed gently, and planned to have a good talk with Xie Chongyan tomorrow.

At this moment, his phone vibrated.

He moved to the balcony and pressed the answer button.

"Xiao Fan! Did you fall off the stage?" Chen Yichuan said anxiously, his voice unconsciously raised: "Why didn't you tell me? I was scared to death when I saw the video."

Cheng Fan comforted in a low voice: "Brother, I'm fine. If I fall badly, I won't be able to dance at all. Xie Chongyan has already taken me through various inspections, and no bones are injured."

Chen Yichuan breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a trace of tension in his tone: "I'll go and see you, and I'll feel relieved after seeing it with my own eyes."

Cheng Fan didn't want Chen Yichuan to worry, and if Chen Yichuan saw himself like this, the competition might not be able to continue.

"I'm going to change planes tomorrow, bro, you're busy with the company first, don't you feel relieved that Xie Chongyan is here?"

Chen Yichuan thought for a while: "Then you video with me for a few minutes first, let me take a look."

Cheng Fan listened to him and turned the voice into a video call.

In the video, Cheng Fan showed nothing unusual, and waved happily at Chen Yichuan.Seeing that he could walk and stand, Chen Yichuan was completely relieved.

The two chatted for about an hour before Cheng Fan hung up the phone.

Before going to bed, Cheng Fan passed the writing desk and accidentally ran into Xie Chongyan's notebook, which fell to the ground.

There are many marks on the opened page, which is Xie Chongyan's handwritten travel guide. In front of the landmark buildings of each country, there is a mysterious gift box drawn.

Cheng Fan secretly glanced at the bedroom and continued to browse.

Each country has about five or six pages of labels, and he suddenly found that the content of the labels is not entirely travel guides, but many restaurants and places to visit according to his own taste.

He closed the guide and slowly walked into the bedroom.

When he got into the quilt and looked at Xie Chongyan's profile, Cheng Fan changed his mind.

If Xie Chongyan insisted on not allowing him to participate in the competition, he would not participate.

He didn't want Xie Chongyan to worry.

The next day, when the noon sun came in, Cheng Fan covered it with his fingers, squinted his eyes and sat up.

It was almost twelve o'clock, Xie Chongyan should be preparing lunch at this time.

Putting on his slippers and pushing open the bedroom door, he heard Xie Chongyan talking on the phone with someone.

"Grandpa has been in good health for so many years, first go check if there is any problem with the food. In addition, give me the phone number of grandpa's family doctor, as well as the recipes for the last two months."

"I'll go back, but I need to get Cheng Fan settled first. I don't know how to tell him yet, I don't feel at ease leaving him here alone."

Xie Chongyan put down the phone and pressed his eyebrows in boredom.

I thought I could spend more time with Cheng Fan, but now it is basically impossible.

A month's journey has only passed five days.

He leaned over, put his arms on his knees, and sighed heavily.

The original promise was about to be reversed, and it happened that Cheng Fan needed him the most, so he really didn't know how to say this.

At this time, Cheng Fan walked behind Xie Chongyan: "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

Xie Chongyan looked at him unexpectedly: "Did you hear that? Grandpa suddenly suffered from high blood pressure. He fell into a coma last night and was just sent to the hospital."

Cheng Fan hurriedly asked: "Why do you suddenly suffer from high blood pressure? Grandpa was in good health before."

Xie Chongyan's voice was very low: "I don't know too well, I heard from my dad that there is a bit of cerebral hemorrhage."

Cerebral hemorrhage is a fatal condition for the elderly, Cheng Fan knows it well.

He took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to go back to China to visit grandpa?"

Xie Chongyan looked at him for a moment, his brows furrowed all the time: "I don't feel at ease if you are left here alone with your injury like this."

Cheng Fan sat down slowly: "I think the medicine prescribed by the doctor is very useful, and it will be fine in a few days. You don't have to worry."

Xie Chongyan raised his hand to caress his eyes, worried: "But if I leave, can your brother come over immediately?"

Cheng Fan: "I don't need my brother, I can do it myself."

Xie Chongyan said with melancholy, "It's your first time to go abroad, how can you do it yourself?"

Cheng Fan: "I'll let An Qing come over, it's no problem with her."

Xie Chongyan thought for a long time: "Let me think again."

After lunch, Xie Chongyan still helped Cheng Fan with a massage.The essence of the topical medicine penetrated into the muscle tissue, and the texture was cold, making Cheng Fan very comfortable.

"Have you booked your ticket yet?" Cheng Fan asked in a low voice.

"It's booked, the flight at noon tomorrow." Xie Chongyan paused for a long time: "I'm sorry, Fanfan, I can't continue to accompany you. But after my grandfather is out of danger, I will come to you immediately."

Cheng Fan understood that Xie Chongyan was even more reluctant.

After all, it is a pity that it is impossible to realize the elaborate travel strategy drawn by hand.

"Don't worry, the most important thing is to take good care of grandpa."

Xie Chongyan hugged him and kissed his hair: "How are you thinking about the competition in four days' time?"

Cheng Fan told Xie Chongyan all the pros and cons, and finally said: "If you are worried, I will not go to the competition."

Xie Chongyan was a little surprised: "Why?"

Cheng Fan hugged him: "I'm afraid you will think I'm disobedient and feel sad."

Xie Chongyan held Cheng Fan's arm tighter: "I'm not sad, but worried. What if there are sequelae if you get a special effect injection?"

Cheng Fan explained: "If you don't hit them often, you should be fine. When I was young, I saw other people get spanked with tenosynovitis. It's not as terrible as you think."

Xie Chongyan rubbed his head: "I really want to continue the game?"

Cheng Fan nodded slowly.

Xie Chongyan sighed: "Okay, if your body recovers almost in a few days, you can participate. But you have to promise me one condition."

Cheng Fan: "Tell me."

Xie Chongyan: "In future competitions, all aerial dance moves can no longer be used."

Cheng Fan nodded: "Yes."

After the two discussed it, Xie Chongyan put his arms around Cheng Fan and let him sit in his arms.The bruise on his waist was shocking, every time Xie Chongyan helped him apply the medicine, his heart ached.

"Secretary Qin is probably leaving soon. I'll ask him to accompany you."

Cheng Fan: "Secretary Qin? If he comes, who will your work be entrusted to?"

Xie Chongyan: "Besides him, I have many secretaries and assistants, and he handles more of my private affairs."

Cheng Fan understood: "Okay."

At this time, Xie Chongyan suddenly said: "I found that you often think about me now, why did you suddenly become so obedient?"

Cheng Fan said without hesitation: "Hearing what you said, I always feel that I used to be too much."

Xie Chongyan smiled lowly: "No."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows: "Just a husband like you, I said, I will spoil you too. So usually if you don't mess with me, I won't care about you."

Xie Chongyan asked: "Trouble you? For example?"

Cheng Fan snorted coldly: "For example, if I asked you if you were attracted to others in college, you asked me to guess."

Xie Chongyan reacted: "So you let me guess the dance that day?"

Cheng Fan nodded: "Yes, I always take revenge."

Xie Chongyan was amused by him: "Okay, I will control myself in the future and not mess with you. In this way, we, Maomao, should always maintain the little angel persona, right?"

Cheng Fan thought seriously: "Well, yes."

Until Xie Chongyan left the next day, the two had endless parting words.

Xie Chongyan has many regrets, such as the wedding ring he did not give away, his travel plans, and the marriage proposal he did not carry out.

But the marriage proposal can wait until the finals, so don't worry too much.

Before leaving, Secretary Qin and Xie Chongyan finished perfectly, and brought three bodyguards with them, who were responsible for Cheng Fan's safety.

"Can you live in the next room?" Cheng Fan walked much better today. Although it was a bit difficult to bend down, the speed of recovery was astonishing.

Secretary Qin nodded: "OK."

Xie Chongyan originally wanted to arrange for Secretary Qin to live in the duplex next door, but considering that Cheng Fan's legs and feet are not good, if there is an accident and no one can be called, he simply arranged for Secretary Qin to live with Cheng Fan.

In addition, An Qing will fly directly to the next country to play with Cheng Fan in two days.

Because he was going to live with Secretary Qin, Cheng Fan also joked to Xie Chongyan, asking him if he was jealous.Xie Chongyan said calmly on the surface that he was not jealous, but actually turned on the highest security system of the duplex, and every move in all rooms will be transmitted to Xie Chongyan's computer in real time in a 360-degree mode with no dead ends.

Not for anything else, just for insurance.

Secretary Qin is very careful. Every time he prepares meals for Cheng Fan, he will go back to his room and rarely contact him when it is not necessary.

Every night, I would also call him to inquire about his medication, and take him to the hospital regularly to see a doctor.

Under everyone's careful care, Cheng Fan's health is getting better and better, and he embarks on a connecting flight to the next competition country.

The flight time is not long, only two hours.

As soon as he got off the plane, Secretary Qin arranged for the accompanying surgeon to live next door to their new home so that they could get an injection tomorrow.

With An Qing's arrival, the room became more lively.Cheng Fan's tension in tomorrow's game has also weakened a bit.

During dinner, An Qing said: "The live broadcast platform you signed has bought out SERIY's exclusive broadcast rights. Tomorrow the game is over, and you can come to a live broadcast."

Cheng Fan nodded: "OK."

Secretary Qin didn't talk much, looked at the two of them gently, and reminded Cheng Fan to add food from time to time.His skin is well maintained, and he is only 25-30 by visual inspection, so when Cheng Fan knew that he was actually [-] years old, he felt a strong sense of Glenn.

"This is the medicine for tonight. Go to bed early after eating." Secretary Qin smiled softly: "I'll make some brunch tomorrow morning to help you replenish your energy, and you won't be afraid of injections."

Cheng Fan was obviously happy: "Yes."

An Qing looked at everything, and after dinner she quietly asked Cheng Fan: "Your husband's secretary is so handsome, is he single?"

Cheng Fan: "Go and ask."

That night, domestic netizens who followed SERIY's live broadcast heatedly discussed the champion.

Just looking at the list of contestants, there are almost no strong Cheng Fan, but Cheng Fan was injured not long ago, which will definitely affect the state of the game.So everyone is not inclined that he can win the championship again.

Cheng Fan was under a lot of pressure as he browsed through these comments.

He clicked on Xie Chongyan's WeChat and wanted to chat with him, only to realize that Xie Chongyan should be with his grandfather at this time.

Not long ago, the two talked on the phone.Cheng Fan learned that Mr. Xie's condition was very serious. After waking up, he was unconscious and had difficulty walking. He is currently undergoing active treatment.

Now Xie Chongyan has to manage the company on the one hand and take care of the elderly on the other, so he should be very busy and tired.

So Cheng Fan decided not to confide in Xie Chongyan for the time being, so as not to aggravate Xie Chongyan's negative emotions.

On the second day, Cheng Fan finished the special effect injection, and after fully absorbing the drug, he went to the competition site.

This time, he was drawn to the fourth performance order.

When he was waiting to play, Cheng Fan noticed that the name and logo of the live broadcast platform had been added to the billboards around the game site.

Cheng Fan waited before the game, handed the mobile phone to An Qing and Secretary Qin, checked again to make sure that there was no news of Xie Chongyan, turned and left disappointed.

The members participating in the competition were displayed on the big screen in order, and the word Cheng Fan appeared in the fourth place, which caused the traffic in the live broadcast room to increase sharply.

Many netizens and passers-by who come here here want to see with their own eyes the strength of the so-called SERIY competition.

[Is Cheng Fan in good health?After all, it is three meters in the air. ]

[Should be able to walk, but not sure about dancing. ]

[Because of Cheng Fan, SERIY was broadcast domestically for the first time. If his performance in this game is mediocre, it would be a bit of a slap in the face. ]

[Please, Cheng Fan obviously can't compete with this one. After all, he was seriously injured, but he still participated. No matter what kind of results this spirit achieves, it shouldn't be ridiculed. ]

[Laughing to death, are you writing an argumentative essay as a primary school student?A game is a game, just look at the results, ok? ]

Four and 10 minutes later, Cheng Fan came on the field.

After the last battle, Cheng Fan has gained some popularity, and many of the audience here know him.

When you mention him, you can think that this is the dancer who fell from mid-air during the competition and can still dance without haste.

But at the same time, everyone knows his injury.

The sound of the flute was fluttering, and Cheng Fan was dressed in a light blue gauze dress, standing face to face, his figure was ready and his aura was ready to go.

This piece of flute music has a vast and grand meaning, which makes people see a battlefield full of swords and swords.

In this match, Cheng Fan's prop was a sword.

Below the hilt is a bell.

As soon as the bell rang, Cheng Fan's eyes were already there, bright as stars.

The movement is neat and the trot is popular.

The pain on his body disappeared, and Cheng Fan was in a state of flying, his feet turned continuously, and his shadow passed by like the wind.Like a knight-errant with a crown like jade, he flies over the eaves and walks over walls.

[Fuck, who can tell me how Cheng Fan did it? ]

[Is he not in pain? ]

[Didn't you notice that Cheng Fan usually wears very thin clothes in competitions, but today they are very thick? ]

[Probably to cover up trauma. ]

[Cheng Fan looked thin and weak, but he didn't expect his movements to be so powerful, and he was still injured. ]

[Being slapped in the face, becoming a fan. ]

Cheng Fan's sword dance is soft on the surface but powerful in it, showing the country's unique traditional culture to all Western audiences.

In their understanding, dancing is dancing.

But Cheng Fan's dance is also martial arts.

Others don't know Cheng Fan's status, but An Qing and Secretary Qin do.The two stared at him closely, lest he would not be able to persist.

In the past few days, due to injuries, I have no time to practice dancing, and it is very normal for my state to decline.

But looking at Cheng Fan on the stage with his waist and limbs like the wind, the two deeply realized how terrifying Cheng Fan's peak state is.

At the end of the dance, Cheng Fan held the hilt of his sword, and the back of his back was covered with dense sweat.

With the metabolism of sweat, the special-effect needle drug effect almost no longer has analgesic effect.Cheng Fan wanted to turn around gracefully, but the pain in his waist was so unbearable that he had to kneel on one knee, bending over and panting heavily.

An Qing communicated with the medical team in advance, and Secretary Qin ran over to help him up.

Cheng Fan's face was almost white.

[It's so distressing, Cheng Fan's injury is so serious? ]

[It turns out that I have been enduring it... a little pitiful. ]

[Not pitiful, fighting for the dance, he enjoys it.I really, really like him. ]

[In this state of the stage, I think I can win the championship. ]

Soon, after four hours of fierce competition, the organizer announced the rankings, and Cheng Fan won the championship again without any suspense.

When it was the champion's turn to receive the award, the special effect needles were completely ineffective.

Cheng Fan was supported and walked onto the stage with difficulty.

But when holding the championship medal, his back was straight despite the unbearable pain.

Being carried home by bodyguards, Cheng Fan fell asleep and woke up to find the surgeon by his side.

After waking up, his first words were: "Did Xie Chongyan call me?"

Secretary Qin replied: "Mr. Xie is undergoing surgery, Mr. Xie may not have time."

Cheng Fan moved his body slowly: "I hope grandpa's operation goes well."

Originally, An Qing arranged a live broadcast for Cheng Fan tonight, but seeing Cheng Fan's current state, she decided to postpone it.

This is considered a championship show, and the broadcaster has been looking forward to it for a long time.

Cheng Fan listened to the other party's pleading on the phone, and said in a low voice: "I can live broadcast normally, it doesn't matter where I sit."

Soon, the live broadcast will begin.

Cheng Fan has no makeup, just a little care of his hair, so that it doesn't look so messy.

The fans were very enthusiastic and frantically brushed Carnival and Rockets for him.

Cheng Fan didn't understand this, and only after asking clearly did he know that it was a tip from fans.

"Don't give me a reward, I have already won the championship reward."

He rested his chin, chatted with fans, and answered almost every question he saw.

[Fanfan, where is Mr. Xie?Can we live stream together? ]

[Yes, I want to see the two in the same frame. ]

[Xie Chongyan also went? ]

[Yes, when we sent off the plane, we saw Mr. Xie. ]

To the fans' questions, Cheng Fan told the truth: "There was an emergency at home, and he went home in an emergency not long ago. He is not here at present."

[ah?Only Fanfan himself? ]

[Fanfan is going abroad for the first time, remember to take care of yourself. ]

[Should there be an assistant?Today I saw the agent at the game site. ]

[Ah, knead Fanfan.Suffering such a serious injury, Mr. Xie is still not by his side, so he must be very lonely. ]

Cheng Fanchao explained to everyone: "Before Xie Chongyan left, he arranged many people to take care of me. Everyone was very careful. I couldn't win the championship without them."

[I think Fanfan likes to talk. ]

[Fanfan's character has become gentler. ]

[Old fans should be able to see that the things in Fanfan's eyes are different.He had rarely said these words before. ]

[Fanfan, did Mr. Xie give you any surprises for winning the championship? ]

[Yes, yes, I want to see Mr. Xie's reward. ]

Cheng Fan straightened his hair with his right hand and thought for a while: "We haven't contacted him yet, he is in the hospital."

At this time, the barrage suddenly exploded.

[Look, behind the window! ]

[Fanfan, there is an aircraft behind you. ]

[What's outside the window? ]

Cheng Fan turned around curiously, pushed open the window, and the aircraft outside slowly landed in his palm, very obedient.

Cheng Fan sat in front of the camera with the aircraft, and after careful observation, he found a DIY doll sitting on it.

The doll's appearance is [-]% similar to Xie Chongyan's, and it also wears gold-rimmed glasses, and its expression is lifelike.

Cheng Fan showed the doll to fans: "This seems to be Xie Chongyan."

[Hahaha, it should be Mr. Xie. ]

[The aircraft delivered a doll? ]

[Can the doll move? ]

At this time, the doll in his hand began to speak, and it was Xie Chongyan's voice: "Fanfan, it's a pity that I can't be with you on this important occasion. But I still want to say, you are really great."

Cheng Fan suppressed his smile, stood the doll on the table, and poked his head: "Are you a robot?"

The baby nodded, and the voice was still Xie Chongyan: "This is the companion robot I developed in college."

Cheng Fan asked again: "Robot? That should be very powerful. Is this specially for me?"

Baby: "Well, it has not applied for a patent yet. It was just made not long ago and I want to give it to you."

Cheng Fan smiled slightly, as if he felt that he was really chatting with Xie Chongyan, and his mood improved a lot.

He asked, "So when do you plan to mass-produce it?"

Wawa: "I don't have any plans at the moment, I just want to give it to you for your own use."

[Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Xie's love words came as soon as he opened his mouth. ]

[I just want to use it for you alone, and my wife can do it alone. ]

[I'm so envious, this companion robot is really exactly the same as Mr. Xie, it's really made like it. ]

[Woooooh, someone else's boyfriend. ]

Cheng Fan's smile deepened: "I won the championship today, do you have anything to say to me?"

Wawa: "Maomao is very powerful, I have always believed in your strength."

Cheng Fan was somewhat dissatisfied, and felt that this sentence was somewhat official, so he frowned and said, "Not enough, no."

The baby suddenly fell into deep thought, and said softly for a long time: "Don't cry, baby, I still have the strength to satisfy you."

Cheng Fan's face turned pale.

[Hahaha, I know why it can't be mass-produced. ]