Sunday.

 Lu Xiaohan came to the school early in the morning and heard that the entertainment committee member was talking in a low voice.

"Why are these people following the trend," Wen Qi said angrily, "and this song was written by Sister Qian and sung by Yan Lu. Xiaohan is a fan of this song, why are they just riding on her popularity? I also said that Bai Shaoqi Sister Cengyan is so hot!"

Lu Xiaohan only used a piece of guzheng music during the recording of Face Changing.

Bai Shaoqi became popular because of "Gamble", and will record "Another Autumn" later.

The entertainment committee member also frowned, "It's okay to just follow the trend, but they also scolded Xiaohan for not playing well."

"It's okay," Lu Xiaohan quickly collected her emotions. She has been a blogger for so long and has a strong mentality: "It's just a few words. In a few days, there won't be such a voice without the popularity."

As soon as Bai Qian and Ning Xiao entered the classroom, their voices became much quieter.

Today someone checked. Bai Zian was wearing a blue and white school uniform. He put his schoolbag on his seat and raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, it's about the Internet." Lu Xiaohan shook her head. She would not affect the study of the two masters behind her. She changed the subject: "You said I asked your grandpa to make Chinese clothes for graduation and used this to shoot a video. Will he agree..."

 The Internet is just like that. Lu Xiaohan knows that Bai Zian does not go online and does not want to use this matter to affect her mood.

Bai Qian unzipped her school bag, took out her pen, and said to Lu Xiaohan, "Try it."

 Lu Xiaohan’s eyes lit up.

 That means there is an opportunity.

 She took out her notebook and started writing a plan.

   **

 School is over in the afternoon.

 Lu Xiaohan followed Bai Qian back to Ji's house.

Ji Heng was embroidering a robe in the yard. After Lance returned home, his clothes were spotted by his colleagues, who asked Lance for the same style.

 Jiang He sat next to him and read a big book.

Jian Zhongyou took out Bai Qian's guzheng, sat cross-legged under the banyan tree, and played the guzheng slowly with his hands. There was no melody, just the strings he plucked at will.

As soon as Lu Xiaohan stepped into the courtyard, he was afraid of disturbing the scene.

 She walked in quietly and handed a large handful of fruit candies to Jiang He. She only spoke to Ji Heng when he looked over.

Class 15 wants to collectively customize graduation clothes, and she also wants to record a video.

Ji Heng would reject all the others, but he was a little hesitant about this one: "You want to wear a completely Chinese-style graduation uniform and take graduation photos?"

 “Yes, grandpa.” Lu Xiaohan sat next to him and squeezed his shoulders.

“Others in your class also want to wear such clothes?” Ji Heng was unsure.

 Lu Xiaohan was surprised, "Of course, I asked them."

After all, what she took out was class fees. She asked in the group. Everyone was already curious about the clothes Bai Zian usually wore. Now when they heard that they were going to order a set of clothes like this for graduation photos, everyone was very excited.

 She showed her cell phone to Ji Heng, and everyone in the group cheered.

Ji Heng was silent for a while and then said, "Okay."

 Lu Xiaohan cheered.

Lu Xiaohan is very mobile. Seeing that Ji Heng agreed, she planned to start shooting some details from today. She didn’t bring a camera, so she called her father to send it over.

 Bai Qian stood next to Jiang He. She was holding her school uniform jacket and wearing a loose T-shirt with a big cabbage embroidered on it that did not match her style. Behind her was the red sun.

Jiang He sat on the elevated bench, swinging his legs and slowly peeling open a fruit candy, then raised his head and handed it to Bai Zian.

Bai Qian took it, and then he peeled another candy and went to the warehouse to find Lu Xiaohan.

Lu Xiaohan was busy taking pictures of Ji Heng’s collection of fabrics with her cell phone, but didn’t answer it and opened her mouth directly: “Ah—”

 Jiang He: “…”

   **

 Six o'clock.

 Lu Xiaohan’s father couldn’t find where the door of Ji’s house was. Bai Zian saw that Lu Xiaohan was busy, so he put down the summary and went to pick up Lu Xiaohan’s father.

The alley is full of twists and turns.

 Bai Qian saw a middle-aged man at the entrance of Qingshui Street. He was of medium height and had a round face. He was holding a black bag and a mobile phone in his hand, looking down at something.

“Uncle Lu?” Bai Zian hesitated.

As soon as Uncle Lu saw Bai Qian, he quickly wiped his eyes and said, "Classmate Bai, it's really troublesome for you to pick me up. I don't know the road."

 He walked over briskly and smiled at Bai Zian.

"It's okay," Bai Zian said without wearing a coat, just walking beside Uncle Lu, "What's wrong with you?"

 She has always been direct.

"I'm not afraid of making you laugh when I say it." Uncle Lu knew that young people use Weibo. He had met the people on the entertainment committee and liked their comments every day. He thought Bai Zian knew about Lu Xiaohan, "I just saw it. Those comments hurt.”

Uncle Lu knows that Lu Xiaohan is a blogger. He likes, comments and forwards Lu Xiaohan’s videos every day. He will report malicious comments and send private messages to Lu Xiaohan.

In the past two days, due to Bai Shaoqi's relationship, a lot of anti-fans have emerged under Lu Xiaohan's video.

 There are sailors and passers-by.

These people haven't watched Lu Xiaohan's previous videos at all, and they are abusing her and saying whatever they want under her latest video.

Lu Xiaohan had known that being a blogger would encounter these things, and she adjusted quickly, but Lu’s father and Lu’s mother were not so strong-minded. For a daughter like them, if she met a black fan earlier, Lu’s father would be able to stop talking all night. Sleeping and scolding him.

 It’s hard to avoid seeing those comments now.

“Don’t tell Xiaohan.” Uncle Lu immediately said to Bai Xian, and he touched the back of his head.

At such an old age, Uncle Lu was also very embarrassed when Lu Xiaohan’s classmates saw him crying. He straightened his chest and walked forward.

Bai Zian took people to the yard and opened the mobile phone to download the app.

 She has almost no entertainment apps on her phone. But she remembered what video software Lu Xiaohan used. After downloading it, there was a registration, but she was too lazy to fill it out, so she just clicked "Use this mobile phone number" to enter.

 She sat next to Dean Jian, with her back to the well and her eyebrows downcast.

 Her elbows were resting on the stone table casually. Under the gentle sunset, her whole body was inexplicably dangerous.

“What are you doing?” Dean Jian called out twice. Seeing that she had been perfunctory, he put down the guzheng.

 Come and find her.

Bai Qian just clicked in.

Dean Jian happened to see her with the name "User 2589741", and he saw that it was a new account, "You really don't go online?"

 He spoke in shock.

He always thought that Bai Yan was perfunctory him, and Dean Jian was incredible at this time.

“Hmm.” Bai Zian opened the search bar lazily.

Dean Jian didn’t have the hobby of voyeurism, so he sat down again and chatted with her about Yan Lu’s new song.

   **

Bai Qian searched for the account of "One Big Bowl" and clicked on it. There were not only users but also a bunch of pushed videos.

 The first video is a live broadcast of Bai Shaoqi captured by entertainment news.

A screen recording of Bai Shaoqi chatting with fans, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, everyone knows that I don't care about this. If they want to imitate, let them imitate... I play softly? It's okay. In fact, there is no need for you to defend yourself to people who don't understand guzheng. , we just play our own."

"I'm still in Xiangcheng, Dean Jian? I don't know...please stop using it. They can use it if they want. What style of "Gambling" can she know better than me?"

Bai Qian pursed her lips.

She took out her earphones, found the video of Bai Shaoqi and listened to it.

Bai Shaoqi added drums to this guzheng piece, and adapted it a little bit by herself. Listening to it from her own perspective, Bai Qian found it emotionally lacking, very soft, and it didn't look like it was written by her.

 She had watched Lu Xiaohan’s video yesterday.

　　It is a face-changing video, only when the protagonist general changes his face, a piece of music from "Gamble and Wine" is added.

Although Lu Xiaohan's skills are average, this part was directed by Jian Zhongyou, so the emotion of "Gambling and Wine" is very good.

 She is from Xiangcheng, and she has reverence for this song. In addition, she has seen Yan Lu practice the spear. Only those who understand can hear this emotion.

Bai Qian returned to Lu Xiaohan's video homepage. Her new video has 290,000 comments.

 Surfing Master: [You really don’t know that the middle score is Yi Tuo’s reply (smile)]

Hehehe: [Anyone can be a blogger now, can the official ban such idiots who don’t know anything and only want to gain popularity?]

　　ww Covering his eyes in the dark night: [@白沙绮The top student in North City No. 1 Middle School has been to Jiangjing Conservatory of Music to perform. Will he become the leader of the guzheng world in the future? May I ask which school the blogger is from and where has he performed? Oh, Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School]

 【Poor mountains and harsh waters bring out unruly people (shy)】

　　【…】

Bai Qian has never been online, so I don’t know that some people are very violent.

I don’t know how widespread this spiral of silence phenomenon is. In fact, Lu Xiaohan’s performance was very emotional, but such remarks were overshadowed by the other party’s remarks.

 As a result, this situation was out of control, and everyone was scolding Lu Xiaohan.

  New netizens can easily be driven by this rhythm and join in the carnival.

 Two comments with the highest likes—

Kang Lang Zao: [Don’t mess around with all the rotten fish and shrimps, and imitate other people’s comments when you don’t know anything? What style of "Gambling and Drinking" can you know better than @白沙绮? 】

　　【How fat are you after eating a big bowl? Maybe it’s because I haven’t shown my face for so long because I’m too ugly]

Bai Zian took a deep breath.

 She stood up suddenly, her face extremely cold.

Beside him, Dean Jian was startled by her. He stopped plucking the strings and looked up at Bai Qian, "What's wrong?"

Bai Xian shook his head, said nothing, and went in to find Lu Xiaohan.

Lu Xiaohan has already used a camera to take pictures of Ji Heng’s warehouse.

"Did you finish recording?" Bai Qian leaned against the doorframe quietly, waiting for her to finish her work before raising her eyebrows.

“Yeah.” Lu Xiaohan nodded and looked back at the video she recorded. Her father was talking to Ji Heng.

 One of the two men was bragging about his granddaughter, and the other was bragging about his daughter.

Bai Zian nodded, "Okay, let's go and record the video."

Lu Xiaohan followed Bai Qian out. She took a big step out of the threshold and asked without understanding, "What video?"

Bai Zian walked to the stone table, lowered his head and said to Dean Jian, "Please give me the guzheng to use first."

Dean Jian handed the guzheng to her casually: "It's yours, so what do you mean I'm giving it to you to use?"

Stand up by the way and give up your seated position to Bai Zian.

This piece of stone was specially made by Ji Heng for Bai Qian to play the guzheng. It was slightly raised. Bai Qian just sat on the ground and put the guzheng on his lap.

“Sister Xian,” Lu Xiaohan looked at her movements and seemed to know what she was going to do. He was a little excited, “Sister Xian, you want to record sex...”

"No," Bai Qian pressed her fingers on the strings, interrupting her: "This is the recording of "Gamble and Wine"."

Lu Xiaohan was suddenly startled, and she looked at Bai Qian blankly.

The big lights in the yard turned on, casting a cold light over Bai Zian's head. The eyes under the light were extremely dark, "Why are you like Yan Lu?"

Her fingertips were still on the strings, her posture was casual and flamboyant, "What kind of style is "Gamble"? Can they understand it better than me?"

 See you guys tomorrow~