Don't think of rebirth.

Yu Xin: [Pay attention to your choice of words, don’t play the victim, maintain your image, and explain the main points if you can make sense, don’t write long essays, and report those who say something unpleasant! ]

Gu Qinghuan: [If you are unsure about your comments, you can post them in the group and I will check them.]

Qin Yue: [Bao Qingsong, lend me a small account. I will go and curse those who haven't been reported.]

Xu Xinghe: [If you want to curse someone, take me with you! ]

Yao Shali: [Then I'll take a look to see if there are any professional water armies. ]

After everyone worked for a while, the trend of negative comments was gradually brought under control, and some people who heard the explanation spontaneously helped spread the message, which made us feel relieved.

Song Yi: [I suddenly understood the work of firefighters. ]

Zhan Zhanchen: [I’m not good at commenting, so I just reported them slowly. I probably reported about 30 people.]

Yao Shali: [Hahaha, I got into a fan group of Lou Rong, and this group of fans was wondering why they seemed to have encountered a cyber army.]

Ai Ning: [How can the navy compare with us? ]

Jiang Chuchu was speechless for a moment. There were twenty-two people there, with clear goals and division of labor, and clear and logical thinking. Although they were only concentrated on a few major platforms, they were able to hit every target accurately. They were much better than that group of internet trolls who could only make trouble.

Of course, this is also because the flames were suppressed as soon as they started. If the remarks were allowed to ferment for a while before taking action, it would not be something that the people in Class 3 could suppress.

Ming Xiaolan: [Speaking of which, after Lou Rong said goodbye to Su Lin, he went to look for the top student in the second year of high school, and it turned out to be Bai Hanshan.]

Xie Xiangxue: [The key point is that Bai Hanshan agreed.]

Lian Fenghe: [Lou Rong is going to perform a duet recitation with Bai Hanshan. The performance is "Our Youth."]

Gu Qinghuan was busy instructing everyone on how to speak, and because he thought typing was too slow, he sent a voice message. Now he was so thirsty from talking that he ran to get some hot water to drink.

After seeing Lian Fenghe's words, she searched for how "Our Youth" was recited. After watching it, she thought it was very exciting, but she didn't know how the two people's performance would be.

At this moment, the audience's discussion point shifted from Su Lin to Bai Hanshan, and Su Lin was successfully brought there.

Gu Qinghuan thought about it and sent a message to Bai Hanshan: [Senior Bai is also participating in the New Year's Eve party performance? ]

Bai Hanshan replied with five words: [My sister’s arrangement.]

I understand. The middleman between Bai Qingyin and Lou Rong has changed from an official to Bai Hanshan.

However, why did she feel a strong sense of resentment from these five words?

Gu Qinghuan shook his head, threw the image of "the resentful Bai Hanshan" from his mind, and continued watching the show.

The teaming of Lou Rong and Bai Hanshan is quite interesting, mainly because they are both very photogenic and just watching the picture is pleasing to the eye.

The barrage and comments are also very friendly, it can be said that everyone loves beauty.

More importantly, Bao Qingsong soon sent new news - Lou Rong issued a statement.

It may sound too formal to call it a statement. It simply said that everyone is welcome to support the launch of the program, and that the two invited students are both excellent students regardless of whether they agree or not.

Finally, he said that he would perform well in the upcoming recitation and asked everyone to look forward to it. Attached is a photo of the recitation script.

Ming Xiaolan: [This PR process is really fast. ]

Qin Yue: [If Ye Weiyu had half her emotional intelligence, I would have shown some mercy.]

Jiang Chuchu: [What do you mean by showing mercy? ]

Qin Yue: [The difference between stepping on it ten times and stepping on it nine times. ]

Gu Qinghuan looked through the fans' replies below. Although he could still see the fanatical feeling among the fans as if they were bewitched, he had to admit that the artist's attitude was very important. At least their quality seemed okay.

Finally, it was Bai Qingyin's home performance, which was unexpectedly wonderful.

As soon as Bai Qingyin arrived, she started chatting with the PD and said that she had also found teammates to cooperate with, and then began to talk about her own program ideas.

She plans to organize a singing show, but the person in charge of the performance is not her, but her teammates. She is responsible for providing songs and guidance.

What needs to be sung is not an ordinary song, but a narrative song involving multiple characters.

In fact, she had prepared the music and lyrics long time ago, but she had put them aside because she couldn't perform them to varying effects.

This time I have the chance, so instead of letting it pile up in dust, I might as well take it out and use it.

The mere "Bai Qingyin's new song" was enough to serve as a gimmick, and the popularity of the show immediately soared.

Bai Qingyin brought the cameraman and PD to the empty classroom she had booked in advance.

Even in the corridor, you can hear several people singing one after another, some female, some male, some childish, some youthful, some steady, some experienced.

PD couldn't help but interrupt: "Teacher Bai, our program requires that the team members can only be students, not faculty members."

"No, I only invited students." Bai Qingyin opened the door of the empty classroom. There was only one person standing on the podium.

Bai Qingyin walked up to Ningfu and introduced her solemnly to the camera.

"My only team member, Nymph."

In appearance, she was still the familiar Nymph that Gu Qinghuan was familiar with, but her entire temperament was completely different now.

It is a kind of self-confidence in the field she is good at, proud but not arrogant, public but not domineering, making her look like a finely crafted gem, shining brightly.

With a loud bang, the mug fell to the ground and shattered into useless residue.

Ye Weiyu heard the noise and came out. After reading his part, he felt that it was pretty good, so he went to check the comments section of his personal homepage with confidence and enjoyed the praise from his fans.

Tang Huocai was left to watch the rest of the show and extract the key points, which would help him understand the other contestants' situations and formulate corresponding countermeasures.

Although he was a little impatient when he heard the noise, but thinking of Tang Huocai's background, Ye Weiyu still held back his anger and prepared to show some concern for her.

However, Tang Huocai, who would usually notice him coming out first, was now staring at the girl on the TV screen with a burning and obsessed gaze.

It was just like...the look in Tang Huocai's eyes when she first came in front of him.

Ye Weiyu's heart tightened for no reason, as if he was about to lose something.

He subconsciously walked in front of the TV, trying to block Tang Huocai's sight: "Huocai, why did you break the cup? If you get hurt..."

Before he could finish his words, Tang Huocai pushed him aside: "Don't block it."

Ye Weiyu opened his eyes wide in astonishment, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with his hearing: "What did you say?"

At this moment, the camera moved away from Ning Fu, and Tang Huocai reluctantly withdrew her gaze. Seeing Ye Weiyu, she was stunned: "Ye Weiyu, what are you doing here?"

Ye Weiyu keenly noticed that she called him "Ye Weiyu" instead of "Weiyu".

He managed a dry smile: "I heard you broke the cup..."

Tang Huocai lowered his head and noticed the fragments at his feet.

But she didn't have time for that right now.

She quickly packed her things, put on her coat, picked up her bag and left: "I'm going to go out for a while, you stay in the room, I'll notify the front desk to arrange someone to pack it up."

"Wait!" Ye Weiyu tried to grab Tang Huocai's arm. "Where are you going so late?"

Tang Huocai's mind was full of the scene just now. The inspiration that seemed to have been exhausted for nearly a year burst out in an instant. She couldn't wait to go to the studio to draw the design.

Which series... No, there is no other choice except the "Yao" series!

Ye Weiyu's obstruction at this time was extremely annoying to Tang Huocai, who was already full of inspiration: "I have my own things to do, don't disturb me."

After saying that, she grabbed Ye Weiyu's wrist with her other hand and pinched the acupoints skillfully. Ye Weiyu only felt his hand sore and instantly released his strength.

Tang Huocai immediately pulled out his arm, opened the door and rushed out.

Ye Weiyu stood there in a daze. He took two steps unconsciously and stepped on the broken pieces of the mug, causing him to stumble.

He fell to the ground, thankfully not onto the debris.

A piece of debris happened right in front of him, and he recognized it as the cup he had given to Tang Huocai shortly after she joined the company.

A cup she once treasured.

Now, along with the coffee inside, it was shattered on the floor, dirty and messy.