To save the music festival, winning the championship is not too much.

"Dole has already apologized, what else do you want? Do you have to force people to kneel down?"

"Support the world champion Dole! Dole has no shortage of Chinese fans!"

"Jitu Express doesn't lack any resources for you. Don't take yourself too seriously. The earth will still rotate without anyone!"

"Our football champion has already apologized, what else do you people want? Is this really all you want? It's like the eye of a needle!"

"Also, Xuan Shengsheng, Yufen, and fans of artists from Future Group, are you going too far?"

"In Xiangjiang, forget about that song written by your old thieves, and it is still beeping on the Internet now? You are entertainment fans, just a group of brainwashed idiots. What do you have to be proud of? Compared with us fans, you are just happy. !”

"Ha, entertainment fans are also here to join in the fun? Do you want to see who you are? How much are the tickets for your idol's concert? Five hundred? Or one thousand? Do you know how much a ticket for our football king's game costs?"

"If you don't say anything else, Xiangjiang, do you understand?"

These are fan-related trolling content.

The content compiled by Huang Xiyun is even more interesting.

"@老thi! You have to stand up this time, at least for the fans, right? You might as well write another song!"

"Old thief! Don't pretend to be dead! Get up and get to work!"

"Write another "Little Crocodile Song"! This song is too childish!"

"That's right, one more song!"

Not only that.

There were also some well-known Vs and even some of Xu Xuan’s friends who were making noises.

Especially over in Xiangjiang, Wei Longchang’s secretary is also at @XuXuan.

At the same time, Huo Siqing also commented on Xu Xuan's Weibo: "My second brother really likes your songs."

It was obviously a joke.

But Xu Xuan understood that what Huo Siqing said was referring to the fact that the Huo family had an affair with the football king Dole.

Huang Xiyun said with a smile: "How is it? Is it stressful? Do you want to write a song on the spot?"

Xiao Yu'er held Xu Xuan's shoulder, placed her chin on Xu Xuan's shoulder, and pierced her eyes: "Isn't that song "Little Crocodile" enough? Do you want to continue writing?"

Huang Xiyun pointed at the tablet and said: "The information I compiled is relatively clean. I'm afraid you will be disgusted after reading it."

"But you don't know, right? There are many Dole fans in the country, and they troll all kinds of people."

"You can say anything, and even troll netizens on the Internet, saying that the attitude of the ball king is already very good, why do you hold on to it? These are clichés, but there are still some rhythms..."

"Aren't you just a Xiangjiang fan? Aren't you just a Chinese netizen? Don't worry, they have no memory. This matter will definitely be left behind in a month at most. The next time the football king comes to China again, he will be full of emotions. The city cheers.”

"That's probably what it means." Huang Xiyun finally concluded.

Xu Xuan frowned.

In fact, this kind of thing also happened in the original time and space.

Netizens in China have too short memories. Sometimes the battlefield has not been cleared yet, and the next hot spot comes, and then the hot spot of this matter is covered up overwhelmingly.

This is the law of self-media, but being criticized nakedly like this is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Chinese people.

Huang Xiyun called up another news, which was released by Penguin [Xu Xuan is talented, but he may not continue to write songs to mock the football king]

"It's good that Xu Xuan is talented, but he can't speak from his standpoint forever."

"At the same time, the appearance of "Song of the Little Crocodile" in Xiangjiang is already excessive enough. If Xu Xuan continues to write songs, it will touch some people's nerves."

"At the same time, Xu Xuan is not a politician and will not care about this kind of thing. As long as he expresses his stance, it is enough!"

"So reporters from the Penguin News Department analyzed that this matter will be suppressed for up to another week."

Xiao Yu'er couldn't help but frown when he saw this: "What does penguin mean?"

Xu Xuan turned off the tablet: "Don't worry about the penguins, they are just taking advantage of the traffic."

But Penguin was right. Xu Xuan especially didn't want to care about this matter because there were too many things involved behind it.

But he couldn't stand the various appeals from fans.

The afternoon was fine.

In the evening, fans of Xuan Shengsheng, Yufen, and even Luo Ni came to Weibo and made various comments, asking Xu Xuan to write a new song.

Some people even said that even if Xu Xuan doesn't sing it himself, as long as it is a song written by you, it will be fine.

But now everyone understands.

When writing songs at this time, it must be satirical. It is not just a song that can satisfy fans.

In the evening, Xu Xuan sat in the study room at home and began to write and draw.

Xiao Yu'er walked in after taking a bath and frowned slightly.

There is a smell of cigarette smoke in the study room.

Xu Xuan does not smoke.

When she walked over, she saw that the cigarette in Xu Xuan's hand had a long length of ash.

She took it slowly and put it in the ashtray.

Xu Xuan raised his head and glanced at her, then asked with a smile: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Xiaoyu's eyes were as charming as silk: "I haven't cried yet~"

Xu Xuan was also dumbfounded. He slapped Xiao Yu on the butt, which made Xiao Yu roll his eyes. Then he lay down and read what Xu Xuan had written.

Looking at Xiaoyuer's expression became wonderful.

She was close to Xu Xuan, her breath was like blue, and her body was smelling like shampoo. Xu Xuan couldn't help but hug her slender waist and put her on his lap.

At home, after taking a bath, this fish always wears a pair of starry shorts and Xu Xuan's big white shirt, so when she stands, you often feel as if she is not wearing any clothes underneath.

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Isn't your song too powerful?"

Xu Xuan is writing a new song. Xu Xuan actually doesn’t want to release this song at this time.

But now seeing the hot discussion among netizens, we need to prepare in advance.

"I don't want to sing myself, so I'm going to give you relief."

Speaking of relief, Xiaoyu was still in a trance for a moment. After thinking about it, he remembered that he was a child who came out of a dream home.

Shiran has signed a contract with Future Group, but there haven't been many resources allocated to it.

Xiaoyu thought about the tone and age of Shenglan, and nodded: "It is indeed very suitable for him, but this song will probably cause a lot of controversy."

Xu Xuan put his chin on Xiaoyu's shoulder and smelled the fragrance of her hair: "It doesn't matter, it's good to have some controversy."

Xiao Yu'er's neck felt itchy, so he shrank his head and asked with a smile: "Brother, are you ready for the studio?"

Although she wanted to film the nude scene at the beginning of "Resident Evil", she definitely didn't want the video to leak out, otherwise it would be too embarrassing and her book friends would hate her.

Xu Xuan nodded and promised that there would be no problem.

Then the next day, Xu Xuan took her, Huo Siqing, Luo Qingxi, Xiaoping and other close people to Studio No. 1 of the Future Film and Television City to start filming the beginning of "Resident Evil"...

——Alice wakes up!