As for Zhang Fan making an album, An Jiu, who went to the British Royal Academy together for the music festival, didn't feel any envy or hatred!
After all, slapping Anmusi in the face is genuinely powerful!
But when Zhang Fan speaks, why does he just sound like he needs a beating?
"By the way, didn't you bet with those academic competition participants? How did you get here so fast? I just arrived!" An Jiu suddenly remembered this very important matter.
"Oh, they all knelt down and called me daddy. We can't just hold on endlessly, right!" Zhang Fan replied!
???
An Jiu's face was filled with a big "What the heck!"
Kneel and call daddy?
"Did you win?" An Jiu's big eyes suddenly widened, full of disbelief.
You know, that's dozens of colleges.
Dozens of subjects!
Zhang Fan can win?
Impossible!
This guy definitely snuck out secretly.
An Jiu couldn't believe it.
It's too mind-blowing.
At this moment, a bus passed by Zhang Fan!
