It's a lot of money

Yin Jianghan crouched in front of the computer.

There are more than a dozen participating videos on the webpage, and her popularity and likes are the highest.

Of course, this is due to the company's efforts to hire sailors, but she prefers to believe that it is because of her own talent.

She clicked on a certain post on the forum, and there were all praises and praises in it, so the corners of her lips curled up.

The scene of himself standing under the spotlight, shining brightly, and thousands of people cheering in front of him appeared in front of his eyes.Who doesn't want to be a shining star in everyone's eyes?

"Jiang Han?"

Yin Jianghan came back to his senses, "What?"

Xiao Wu told the girl the precautions for a long time, but she didn't listen to him at all.

He was speechless, seeing the girl swell up little by little, the most frightening thing about a person is not that his strength is not worthy of his ambition, but that he can't recognize himself clearly, and he really thinks that being packaged and marketed means that he has ability.

But of course Xiao Wu would not say that.

He smiled, and repeated what he just said, "We will raise your popularity online. The audition will be selected by the judges for the last time. When the time comes, perform well. During this time, let's practice more repertoires."

Yin Jianghan frowned, a little reluctantly, "I'm already very proficient."

Xiao Wu smiled helplessly, "Practice makes perfect, what if Yun Junping criticizes you again?"

Yin Jianghan recalled the embarrassing situation that day, his face turned pale, and he muttered dissatisfiedly, "Didn't it mean that Qing said that the primary election would definitely be done, so she had to be a judge."

Xiao Wu laughed, "The number of judges has been set long ago, so it's hard to change."

Moreover, this newcomer is not worthy of asking the company to spend so much effort to temporarily replace the judges by using the relationship.

She seemed to really think she was a character.

Yin Jianghan pursed his lips.

Thinking of something, she turned around and started searching for Yu Xinyue on the computer.

She wants to see how that person can pass this test if his voice is not good.

But after searching around, I still couldn't find the entry video posted by the girl.

Only 15 minutes to the deadline.

Yin Jianghan thought, is she going to give up on her own initiative?

That's right, his voice is so hoarse that he can't even speak a word, even if he participates in the competition, he would be humiliating himself, and it would be better to surrender early.

Yin Jianghan felt like a stone had been removed from his heart, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

A few days ago, she didn't take Yu Xinyue seriously, but now she unknowingly regards her as her confidant and enemy.

"Little Brother Wu," Yin Jianghan asked, "Didn't you agree to eliminate No. 24? Why did she stay?"

Xiao Wu touched the corner of his mouth, "This... I don't know too well."

"Maybe the judges miscalculated the score. Why do you not want her to enter so much?"

Yin Jianghan took out the words he had prepared long ago.

What she said was nothing more than a lie made up at school. She said that Yu Xinyue was her adopted daughter, she was very thoughtful, and she liked to steal her things since she was a child, and she even coveted her boyfriend.

However, her audience is no longer the group of unworldly students in the school.

Xiao Wu could hear the key to the problem as soon as he heard it. If Yin Jianghan really hated Yu Xinyue so much, there was no need to ask the company for help. Shouldn't he be eager for Yu Xinyue to be on stage with him, and then slap her in the face severely? ?

Such an attitude of avoiding it is obviously fear.

The jealous, jealous, vicious, and useless "adopted daughter" in the mouth of the child is much more capable than her.

With such thoughts in mind, Xiao Wu still smiled kindly, nodded from time to time, expressed deep sympathy for Yin Jianghan's "poor Chuchu", and said that the company would definitely stand by her side.

After all, this kid is a newcomer that the company wants to support.

The contract was signed and the money was invested, so it was hard to give up. As for the adopted daughter, with the strength of the company, getting her out silently was like crushing an ant. There was nothing to worry about.

Just as he was talking, Xiao Wu suddenly noticed that the competition video at the bottom of the screen suddenly had several names on the Internet.

"Hey?"

Yin Jianghan turned his back to the screen and didn't see the "what?"

Xiao Wu walked over and pointed out the video to her. The rise of hundreds of likes in a second was too scary.

"Contestant, Yu Xinyue... Isn't this your adopted daughter?"

Yin Jianghan's face was as pale as snow.

Xiao Wu was curious and clicked on the video directly.

"What did she post, how could it rise so fast?"

- The video is dimly lit.

A girl in a hooded sweater sits in front of a drum kit, her face invisible.

She raised her hand and knocked down hard, followed by the sound of the drums raining heavily, and the notes exploded on the drumsticks, making the audience sway like a blade of grass in a gust of wind and rain.

Jazz is the opposite of traditional classical music.

It does not come from temples, from the chant of holy temples, or the melody of rich castles.

It was born in the blood and tears of black slaves and carried forward in the suffering of the working people.

It is tears, shouts, challenges to the injustice of fate, and flowers blooming in suffering and blood and tears.

She raised her hands, and the deep blue sea waves came rushing in, the sound of the whistling wind, the sound of rolling waves, the sound of footsteps and horns on the deck... big drums, snare drums, toms, cymbals, hi-hats, all Some of the sounds are light or heavy, fast or slow, and they are mixed into an ark carrying history forward.

The drumstick was held in her hand, fluttering in the dim light.

The sleeve corner slipped off, revealing a slender white wrist. It was obviously a pair of soft and boneless hands, but when they held the drumstick, they could make such a strong and soul-stirring sound.

——The drumbeat is getting denser and denser.

It is the galloping horseshoe, the rain of bullets in the dense forest, and the roar of the waves.

The drumsticks hit the drumhead hard, and every hit was shocking.

Such intense, passionate, and powerful music exploded in people's ears like sparks, and the world seemed to be emptied by it, leaving only the penetrating sound like thunder, lava, and waves, Hovered in my mind for a long time.

"It's so good..." Xiao Wu looked straight at it and murmured.

Finally, the girl raised her chin slightly, threw two drumsticks in the air, and then fell into her hands, hitting them hard with such force that the drumhead would be smashed into pieces——

The end of the song.

Xiao Wu didn't slow down, and slumped on the seat for a long time, as if his soul had been emptied.

And the fingers seemed to move the mouse uncontrollably, and moved to the likes.

In just a few minutes, he even felt that he heard the strong voice of history.

The girl seems to play the essence of this kind of music born in suffering, accompanied by tears and resistance, bloodshed and struggle, when it is fierce, it is like a stormy sea, unstoppable, like a raging sea, it seems to wash away everything, but in the end it is like a weathered rain , ending in the sound of peace.

Like fate, like history, like reincarnation.

When he was about to press it, Yin Jianghan woke him up, "What do you want to do?"

Xiao Wu's eyes straightened, "Ah...?"

It was difficult for him to slow down, his soul was still being shaken by the drumbeat, and he was still screaming and shouting along with the drumbeat.

Yin Jianghan said angrily, "I'm from the company, how can you give her a thumbs up?"

Xiao Wu: "I don't know, my hand can't control itself."

Yin Jianghan was about to go mad with anger, pressed the cross on the top of the screen hard, and kept pacing the room.

What to do, what to do, isn't that person only able to play the piano, when did he learn to play the drums?Why is she so good at playing the drums?

She's hanging up!

Xiao Wu, "I didn't expect your sister to be so good."

Yin Jianghan clenched his lips and walked anxiously.

Xiao Wu was very surprised, "Even if she can be selected, it doesn't matter, you can get in anyway."

Yin Jianghan's voice was sharp and his attitude was fierce: "No! She must not be selected!"

She rushed over to turn on the computer again, and the website showed that Yu Xinyue's ranking was constantly rising, and she was about to surpass herself. When she randomly clicked on a repost, there was a series of screams——

"Ahhhhhhhh god!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

She even saw netizens sitting in front of their computers screaming groundhogs.

In fact, no matter how good Yu Xinyue performed and how popular she was, Yin Jianghan didn't have to worry that she would squeeze him out.

This is a competition of tens of thousands of people, and the ones who are eliminated are those who have no strength or are irrelevant.Yu Xinyue has strength, and she has connections, and her grades are already stable.

But Yin Jianghan just couldn't see Yu Xinyue in front of him.

Countless fires were burning in her heart, and she was about to go crazy with jealousy. This humble ugly duckling has always been left far behind by herself, so why can she fly?Why is it so good now?

Seeing that the girl's likes kept rising and her ranking soared, Yin Jianghan slammed heavily on the keyboard.

She is not reconciled.

Xiao Wu didn't bother to pay attention to the girl's jealousy, held his chin, and seriously thought about whether he could pull this talented player into Qingshuo.

This is a true rising star.

Yin Jianghan stood up suddenly, pointed at the computer, and said, "The person above is definitely not Yu Xinyue, she used a substitute!"

Xiao Wu was startled, "What did you say?"

Yin Jianghan said categorically, "It's definitely not her. I grew up with her, and I don't know how capable she is? She plays the piano well, but she has never learned percussion. How can she play drums?"

"You mean she made a fake?" Xiao Wu said with a serious face, "You can't talk nonsense."

Yin Jianghan was very sure, "It's really not her, otherwise why did she deliberately hide her face in such a dark place?"

Xiao Wu watched the video again and felt that what she said made sense.

What's more, he didn't really believe it in his heart, such a drum sound could be knocked out by a child.

I searched the Internet, and most people were amazed by the girl's drumbeat. Qing said that Yin Jianghan was well packaged and put together with Yu Xinyue. The comparison is tragic. Which one is a fish eye and which one is a pearl can be seen at a glance. determination.

It turns out that under the voice of praising Yin Jianghan, there are many people who are ridiculed. If the virtue is not worthy, and the name is not worthy of the name, there is a risk of being ridiculed.

However, in the series of praises for Yu Xinyue, there are also a few voices of doubt.

With the dim light, the hood covering the face, and the age of the players, this kind of doubt seems reasonable.

Xiao Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled slowly.

The current questioning is a reasonable discussion, but as long as there is a little provocation and incitement, it will turn into a massive crusade and carnival.

He has already constructed countless plans in his mind, but first he needs to make a phone call and ask the boss whether this girl is an enemy or someone who can be wooed in the future.

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"How could a 14-year-old junior high school student make such a drumbeat!"

"You don't even need to think about it, it must be a substitute. It's a fraud. The competition team should investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Disqualify her!"

"Students nowadays are going crazy for becoming famous. It's hard to imagine that there are such bad moral players. I hope the competition team will disqualify her soon and put her on the blacklist."

"Gossip, I heard that number 24 is a rich second generation."

"It's no wonder that you can find such a high-level substitute, and spend money."

"Hehe, if this kind of person can be selected, I will go to the scene and throw eggs for her."

……

Tong Ya turned off one post after another, so anxious that tears kept rolling in her eyes.

"Yueyue, how can they say that about you?"

She wanted to defend Yu Xinyue, but what she said was immediately mobbed and attacked, and she was accused of being a troll recruited by the rich second generation.When people are convinced that one thing is justice, any voice that is a little different will be dismissed as heresy.

In the past few days, Yu Xinyue's drum performance has been brought to the fore.

The praise was followed by overwhelming criticism and slander. The high level that did not match the age made doubts fermented, and the capital behind it fueled the flames, completely changing the direction of public opinion.

Even if there is no real evidence, in everyone's mind, Yu Xinyue is a liar who falsifies and uses a double.

There are more and more insults and slanders on the Internet, and they are becoming more and more unsightly.

Just looking at it, Tong Ya felt unbearable and angry for her friend, but her tiny voice was quickly drowned in the sound of crusade.

On the other hand, Yu Xinyue, like a normal person, peeled a piece of orange-yellow orange and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.

"Okay, don't be angry."

Tong Ya looked at her aggrievedly, her eyes were red.

Yu Xinyue laughed, "Really, I was the one who was bullied by the Internet, why are you the saddest?"

Tong Ya swallowed the orange, and the sweet juice burst in her mouth, diluting the sadness in her heart.Seeing Yu Xinyue being so careless, she was still very anxious, "It's this time, you're still laughing!"

Yu Xinyue raised her hand, "Okay, okay, I don't laugh."

Tong Ya kept opening posts that slandered Yu Xinyue, "How could they do this? They started slandering others without even evidence."

The computer screen suddenly went dark, reflecting her red eyes.

Yu Xinyue let go of the hand that was pressing the power off button, and rubbed the girl's little head, "It's so easy to get red eyes, no wonder A Ji called you a little white rabbit."

Tong Ya felt sour in her heart, "Ah Ji...huh, I've only met Aji for a few days."

"Is the little white rabbit angry?"

Tong Ya turned around and yelled at her, "You are just a little white rabbit! You and her are both little white rabbits!"

Yu Xinyue dodged left and right, and finally fell on the bed, using the quilt to block the girl's attack, "Hahaha, okay, okay, let's stop making trouble."

Ji Zhaohua pushed open the door and saw two girls playing wantonly, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, those gossips and slanders on the Internet did not have any bad influence on Yueyue.

"Auntie." Tong Ya got up quickly and stood up at a loss, like a student who was discovered by the teacher when talking in class.

Ji Zhaohua smiled and put the tray full of snacks on the table, "You are welcome, just treat it as if you are at home." She winked at Tong Ya, "You are the first good friend Yueyue brought home."

Tong Ya's eyes lit up, she bit her lip, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Yueyue is also my first friend..."

The girl's cheeks were pale pink, her head was lowered, obediently, like a quiet angel.Standing with Yu Xinyue, like summer flowers and autumn moon, each has its own merits.

The more Ji Zhaohua saw her, the more he liked her, so he couldn't help walking forward.

Seeing her approaching, Yu Xinyue immediately backed away, leaving Tong Ya to be rubbed by Ji Zhaohua with a dazed expression.

Ji Zhaohua's child is really cute, no matter what.

When you rub it down, it's as soft as a cloud, and Tong Ya is much more obedient than Yu Xinyue, she won't resist, she just looks at you, her eyes are as bright as stars in the sky.

Tong Ya's face turned red from being rubbed, and she looked at Yu Xinyue for help, only to find that she was covering her mouth and snickering.

angry!The traitor!

She lowered her eyelids weakly, like a poor and helpless little white rabbit.

Ji Zhaohua bent down and hugged the child.

Ah, cute, so sucky.

Yu Xinyue thought that she could finally escape Ji Zhaohua's poisonous hands, but she didn't expect Ji Zhaohua to be so childish, and stretched out his backhand to pinch her face, "Why are you hiding? Am I so scary?"

Yu Xinyue and Tong Ya looked at each other, showing helpless expressions.

The sun shines into the room and spreads a golden carpet on the floor.

Ji Zhaohua finally let go of his clutches, "Then keep playing, I won't bother you."

After closing the door, the bright smile on the woman's face faded into a helpless sigh.

Her own child is enduring the maliciousness on the Internet, but as an adult, she cannot protect this child well.

She went to her bedroom.

When entering Yin's house, she and Yin Hongfei always slept in separate rooms, with the bedrooms on the left and the right, the furthest apart.

Ji Zhaohua opened the drawer and found the innermost pocket watch, which contained an old yellowed photo.

In the photo, three teenagers and girls are smiling brightly, with the blue sky behind them, rows of tall cedar trees and endless pastures.

The girl in the middle has delicate and beautiful features, seventy percent similar to Yu Xinyue, as bright as a rose.

Thinking of the past, Ji Zhaohua's eyes dimmed until the phone rang.

It was Yan Yuan who called.The two brothers and sisters in his family are very concerned about Yu Xinyue's situation. Yan Yuan also told Ji Zhaohua that malicious public opinion on the Internet was deliberately manipulated. In the end, he expressed his conjecture——

Qing Shuo is behind the scenes.

Ji Zhaohua didn't know about Ji Fu's grievances with Yu Xinyue and the two incidents of splattering clothes, but thought it was ridiculous, because he was jealous of a good person and would use public opinion to destroy her.

Yan Yuan didn't say much, but just pointed out one thing to Ji Zhaohua. Instead of arguing with those who are indulgent on the Internet, it's better to think about who organized the sound search, and who really stood at the end.

Xunyin...Tianyu...Qin Qing!

Ji Zhaohua wanted to understand this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately dialed Qin Qing.

Unexpectedly, Qin Qing's voice was unusually calm, "Don't worry, it's fine."

Ji Zhaohua is like an ant on a hot pot, "He said don't worry, she is being scolded like this, have you read those words?"

The person on the other end of the phone has been silent.

Ji Zhaohua's heart gradually sank, "Do you know about this?"

Qin Qing still didn't speak.

Ji Zhaohua "...are you acquiescing?"

"..."

Ji Zhaohua hung up the phone and stomped his feet angrily.

angry!

Thinking of one sister every month, I was even angrier!

The poor kid didn't even know he was sold, so he called him "Qingqing", shit Qingqing!

Ji Zhaohua frowned, and was about to ask his father who was far away in a foreign country for help, when he suddenly found two posts on the top of a rumored forum.

One poster's id is Yun Junping, who claims to be a judge for the primary selection of Xunyin.

Inside the post was a short video of the girl playing and singing softly with a guitar in her arms, with a clean and light voice.

After the performance, the judges gave a zero score to the applause of the audience, causing public outrage.

"Is this what Xunyin calls fairness and transparency?"

"No. 24's strength is obvious to all. If you stop my mouth, do you think you can stop the truth?"

There is also a sticker at the back, showing countless posts that the host has deleted these days.

Most of them were deleted as soon as they were posted, and at most only a few people saw them.

I just don't know why, this post survived for several minutes, and its popularity is getting higher and higher.

Yun Junping described the events of that day in detail, and immediately posted his professor certificate and previous year's award certificates after the navy splashed dirty water.She is very popular in the conservatory, and after posting, many students helped to speak up.

The discussion on this matter was already extremely high, and after the reversal, it was like a bomb detonated on the Internet.

In just ten minutes, hundreds of derivative posts related to this broke out.

Yun Junping was originally a well-known musician in Han Jiang, and the judges she named were also well-known in the local music scene, so the matter fermented again, causing people to frantically discuss and forward it.

At the same time, Qing said the company.

Ji Fu was furious, "Don't you know how to delete those posts for me?"

Xiao Wu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "...I don't know why, but Yun Junping's post cannot be deleted."

Ji Fu, "Damn it, then delete all other posts. Damn, which school does she teach? I'm going to call the school board."

Several employees of the network department got together and deleted posts until their fingers cramped.

However, with such an operation, Yun Junping's post floated directly to the top, which was particularly eye-catching.

Xiao Wu really couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't delete it, post a new post to push her down, and don't be disturbed by Yun Junping, we just need to grasp the fact that the person in the video is not number 24 and expand."

Ji Fu: "Are you sure it's not her in the video?"

Xiao Wu doesn't want to carry this big pot." Yin Jianghan said that she and No. 24 are sisters and grew up together. I guarantee that the child has never learned percussion. I also checked, and No. 24 plays the piano very well. But percussion ... should not have been involved."

Ji Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and patted him on the shoulder, "Good job."

I like this kind of staff who can do everything.

At this time, a post that forwarded Yun Junping floated up.

Thousands of people have already reposted Yun Junping's post. The strange thing is that the poster's ID is 24, and in the avatar, a hood covers his face, and his small chin is slightly raised.

24 accept any challenges and doubts.

Qing said that the employees subconsciously wanted to delete the post.

Right-click, delete, the action is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.

Then they discovered that this post cannot be deleted, deleted, deleted.