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With that thought in mind, he ignored Wang Yuyan, Bao Butong, and the others.
Imitating the man in overalls on the screen, he began, "Hello everyone, I'm Murong Fu, an idol trainee who has been practicing for two and a half years. I like singing, dancing, rap, basketball, and music..."
After reading it aloud.
Pretend you have a basketball in your hand, and start doing the actions like Kun Kun.
These dance moves were no challenge for the highly skilled Murong Fu; he could even perform them more smoothly than the original Kun Kun.
But to make the renowned Murong Fu, a descendant of the Great Yan Kingdom, perform these pointless dances in public is an unbearable thing in itself!
They only performed a few moves.
Murong Fu's face stung with pain, feeling as if the gazes of those around him were slapping him in the face, as if they were watching him make a fool of himself.
It made him feel frustrated and devastated!
[Ding! The host made Murong Fu dance in a kini so beautifully that it triggered a breakdown attack, gaining 2,000 breakdown points!]
The song ends.
The system notification sounded in Chen Yan's mind, and he felt pleased.
Murong Fu was panting heavily.
Dancing this dance is naturally not tiring for him, but what is tiring is the deep hurt he has suffered.
"Cousin, are you alright?"
Wang Yuyan asked with concern, "I'm fine, I don't need your comfort!"
Murong Fu was in a bad mood, and he also found Wang Yuyan, who was trying to comfort him, to be annoying.
He even felt that Wang Yuyan's comforting him was actually a form of mockery.
I made a huge fool of myself in public.
You asked me if I'm okay?
Is there even a question?
You're not showing concern or offering comfort; you're just making fun of me and mocking me.
Wang Yuyan was stunned.
She bit her lip and remained silent.
Suddenly, a question arose in her mind. Why did her cousin seem like a completely different person? He was no longer gentle and refined, but had become violent and unapproachable, making him feel very unfamiliar to her...
"Master Chen, I have fulfilled the requirements. May I ask you some questions now?"
Murong Fu regained some composure.
Her eyes were as still as a deep well as she looked at Chen Yan.
Chen Yan knew that he was only putting on a show of composure, and that he was probably feeling incredibly frustrated inside. He didn't expose him and nodded, "Now that you've fulfilled the conditions, you can ask questions."
Murong Fu's eyes lit up with joy.
After taking a deep breath, he asked, "The question I want to ask Master Chen is, will I truly be plagued by misfortune and have everything go wrong in the future?!"
Why would he ask that question?
Zhang Cuishan and others who were unaware of the bet Chen Yan and Murong Fu had made were astonished.
Old Bai, Xie Yanke, and the others had a sudden thought.
He thought to himself that it must be Manager Chen's prediction to Murong Fu that he would be the one most embarrassed in solving the Zhenlong Chess Game, and that's why he asked such a question out of fear.
I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Manager Chen is truly a man of unerring accuracy; he has never been wrong in analyzing secrets or predicting the future.
He's truly a genius!
Wang Yuyan, Bao Butong, and the others were also very nervous.
They may have various criticisms of Chen Yan, but they have to admit that Chen Yan's predictions about the future are nothing short of miraculous.
"Master Chen, is my future truly destined to be filled with misfortune and constant setbacks?"
Murong Fu asked again urgently.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.
Chen Yan slowly took a sip of tea before nodding unhurriedly: "Yes, you will be very unlucky in the future."
Even the misfortune was worse than solving the Zhenlong Chess Puzzle!
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone was shocked!
Everyone wore expressions of disbelief.
Even Qiao Feng was stunned.
Qiao Feng in the North and Murong Fu in the South. Although he had no personal relationship with Murong Fu, the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty referred to them as the two heroes of the new generation. He had long admired Murong Fu.
But no one expected that Murong Fu's future would be so tragic.
Murong Fu stood there dumbfounded, as if he were in a freezing cold, naked, and had a bucket of ice water poured over him from head to toe.
This chilling feeling sent a shiver down his spine, making him feel as if his thoughts were frozen.
"May I ask Master Chen, my martial arts, knowledge, and strategies are second to none, and I rivaled Qiao Feng in the north and south of the Song Dynasty. Why have I suffered such a miserable fate?!"
Murong Fu roared in grief and indignation.
"Do you really deserve to be called one of the two heroes of the Song Dynasty, alongside Qiao Feng?"
Chen Yan scoffed, looking at him seriously: "To be honest, can your martial arts really rival Qiao Feng's?"
Murong Fu remained silent, unsure how to respond.
Seeing that he was stumped, Wang Yuyan stepped forward and chimed in, "My cousin is highly skilled, and he can certainly rival Chief Qiao."
"Even three Murong Fus couldn't defeat one Qiao Feng."
Chen Yan smiled as he thought of the scene in the original novel where Murong Fu, Zhuang Juxian, and Ding Chunqiu fought against Qiao Feng.
"The reason why Murong Fu was able to be on par with Qiao Feng was not only because of his outstanding strength, but also because of his marketing."
marketing?
Wang Yuyan was stunned.
Everyone was stunned.
I don't understand the meaning of this word.
Chen Yan laughed: "You can think of it as advertising and boasting. In order to make his son famous and prepare for the restoration of the country in the future, Murong Bo deliberately boasted about Murong Fu's strength in the martial arts world. In addition, Murong Fu did have some skills, so he got the title of Southern Murong."
in fact,
In terms of true strength, magnanimity, and spirit, Murong Fu was far inferior to Qiao Feng.
Wang Yuyan was furious and wanted to retort, but when she recalled Murong Fu's disheveled appearance when he solved the Zhenlong Chess Game, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
The perfect image of my cousin in my mind suddenly crumbled.
Murong Fu's expression was very cold.
I don't want to answer Chen Yan's question.
Of course, he knew that what Chen Yan said was true. The reason why he could be ranked alongside Qiao Feng in the martial arts world was indeed because someone was advocating and promoting him behind the scenes.
This is a very common method.
Before any of the heroes in the world who dare to rise up in rebellion, they all first establish their reputation.
For example, Liu Bang's uprising after slaying the white snake and Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's uprising after digging up the stone figure were all for this reason.
Murong Fu merely summarized and applied the experiences of his predecessors, which cannot be considered a mistake.
Think of this.
He frowned and looked at Chen Yan: "Master Chen, the question I want to ask you is why I will suffer so much in the future."
I don't understand why you brought up my fame.
Chen Yan smiled and said, "The reason why your future will be so miserable is all related to your reputation, which is heavily inflated."
It's fair to say that a large part of your future misery stems from your undeserved fame.
Chapter 87 Murong Fu collapses and becomes a monk?
Murong Fu was stunned, puzzled.
Are all the misfortunes I will face in the future related to my reputation not living up to its name?
What is the reason?
Not only was he puzzled, but Wang Yuyan and all the onlookers were also puzzled.
"Shopkeeper, what exactly is the reason for this?"
Wanwan and Wuqing also asked anxiously. Seven