Today is Ding Chengxin's eighteenth birthday. The company's official blog released a news that it will be broadcast live at ten o'clock in the evening.
Fu Yan bought a birthday gift a few days ago and was waiting for today.
In the evening, eight people gathered around a long table with a camera in front of them. Ding Chengxin sat in the middle with a slight smile on his face.
I don't know if it's Fu Yan's delusion, but he doesn't feel particularly happy.
A lot of fans came in at the beginning of the live broadcast, and Ding Chengxin greeted the camera.
dingchengxinHi everyone, good evening, I'm Ding Chengxin of the Times Youth Troupe!
[Ah, ah, Cheng Cheng baby looks so good today!]
[Happy birthday baby!]
[It's finally here, happy birthday brother!]
[Happy 18th birthday to Xinxin!!!]
[Baby mom is here!]
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The main content of the live broadcast is to let fans accompany Ding Chengxin on his birthday, answer some questions from fans, and play some games.
Everyone in the middle prepared a performance for Ding Chengxin, and Fu Yan sang a song to him.
After singing, Fu Yan opened his arms to him, and Ding Chengxin threw himself into his arms directly, sticking to his ear where the camera couldn't shoot, and his voice was a little choked.
dingchengxinThank you, Yan.
Fu Yan didn't speak, just hugged him tighter.
The following time is 11:55, and it will be zero soon.
Ma Jiaqi pushed the birthday cake, Fu Yan lit a candle, and a few people were busy for a while. The time came to 11:59
Everyone began to sing the birthday song, and everyone had a smile on their faces, but Ding Chengxin's heart became more and more depressed, as if a big stone was pressing on it, making him breathless.
He took a deep breath, put aside all the things on his mind, bowed his head and began to make a wish.
I hope Ayan can live this life happily, happily and peacefully.
I hope the TNT era youth league can be a big fire in the future.
I hope I can get into my ideal university.
Fu Yan, the team, himself.
Opening his eyes, he blew out the candle at exactly 0:00
He is eighteen years old.
Ding Chengxin held back his tears, turned his head and entered a warm embrace, smelled the familiar smell, and couldn't help crying anymore.
Fu Yan hugged him distressed and patted his back gently to comfort him.
Bullet comments are all blessings from fans, of course, one or two of them are knocking CP.
[Woohoo, Cheng Cheng doesn't cry, just hug Ayan!]
[Help Yan Xin poked me too! What a beautiful love is this!!]
[Fu Yan looked distressed, his daughter-in-law cried and quickly hugged him, ah ah ah sweet!]
[Am I the only one who noticed other people's expressions? Gritting teeth hahaha.]
[Me, me, me! I also noticed! Words are all God forever!]
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After the live broadcast, Ding Chengxin found Fu Yan and told him what was on his mind.
The two chatted until midnight, and Ding Chengxin slowly relaxed.
dingchengxinAh Yan, I feel like I can't live without you for the rest of my life.
Fu Yan gently took his hand and clenched it tightly.
fuyanWhy are you leaving?
Ding Chengxin was taken aback, yes, why did you leave, it would be good to be with him for the rest of your life.
dingchengxinI will never leave you!
After a month in Korea, they went back.
As soon as he returned to China, they were greeted by a lot of work. For the first time, Fu Yan felt so tired that he felt that his hands and feet were not his own, and his whole person began to become blurred.
But there is always a reward, and their fans are also increasing day by day, and the official blog has exceeded one million.
The company took the opportunity to put the support song online, and also sent a MV as a benefit for one million fans.
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