After I left the entertainment industry to farm, I became a top star

#shock!Two days after occupying the title of "The Most Educational Fan Group on the Internet", Luo Ruiyu's fan group handed it over to others#

#Let dozens of professors, scholars, and artists frantically canvass for him, what is the charm of Xun Yin? #

#Explore the secrets behind Xunyin live broadcast#

"Welcome everyone to watch this episode. I am Xiaoye, the Art Discovery Officer, and I will show you the beauty of art hidden deep in time."

"The guests we have invited in this issue are Professor Liu from the Department of Ancient Chinese Literature, Professor Yang from the Department of Calligraphy of Central Comprehensive University, and their friend, Professor Herbert, the dean of the Music Department of the Central University of the Arts next door."

"The topic we're going to talk about is the one that's been raging on Starnet recently—the Vase vs. Musician incident (laughs)."

The host suppressed the smile on his face, clasped his hands together and said: "First of all, although the incident has passed for a week, we still want to express our condolences to Mr. Luo Ruiyu, who lost his life in this incident, and severely condemn this kind of dangerous breeding in the Federation without permission." Star beasts, and the use of inferior arrest cages. Only when everyone cultivates enough safety awareness can our Federation be safer..."

"Okay, let's get down to business. The reason why three professors are invited here today is because they all voted for Xun Yin in the live broadcast. Now there are some opposing opinions on the Internet, saying that Xun Yin's victory is due to What do the three of you think about this?"

Professor Liu: "Impossible."

Professor Yang: "Will I cheat for others?"

Professor Herbert was the most straightforward: "Is the person who said that a student of Central Academy of Arts? Which major? Which class? I will come to the office after class. I am not trying to suppress you with the right of a teacher, but lack of appreciation ability, paranoid conceit A person who is willing to admit that others are good cannot be a qualified artist."

"..."

The host chuckled and eased the atmosphere and said: "It seems that Professor Herbert is a strict teacher who loves students deeply and has long-term plans for them. However, audiences who hold opposing opinions should not worry, the reason why we are here today is It was at the invitation of Professor Liu to rectify Xun Yin's name - he has sufficient evidence to prove that the results in the live broadcast are correct, and Mr. Xun Yin is indeed an outstanding artist."

Professor Liu said: "It's okay to have different opinions, and it's okay to question our views. But Mr. Xun has outstanding talent, and he should not be blinded by prejudice because of his previous work and online public opinion, otherwise it will be a loss for the art world." , The loss of the entire interstellar."

The host explained with a smile: "Professor Liu means that we should see and hear Mr. Xun Yin's works before we can make a subjective evaluation of him - so we spent a day, spanning dozens of Light years, come here on a starship."

When the camera turned around, it showed the magnificent and shocking granite door, engraved with golden writing on it——

"Federal First Spiritual Research Institute".

"It is the highest research institution of Yinyuexing's spiritual power!"

"That's right." The host introduced to the audience who didn't know the situation: "As we all know, the Silver Moon galaxy is the science and technology center of the Federation, and countless well-known research institutions are located here. It has reached an astonishing 33.6%, and every passerby you bump into on the street may be a Ph.D. from a well-known university!"

"There are the most high-end experimental instruments, the top scientific researchers, and the most advanced research directions here. It is a sacred place in the minds of every scientific researcher!"

"The Federation's First Institute of Spiritual Power where we are located is the first to start research on spiritual power in the Silver Moon galaxy, and it is also the research institution that has the deepest and most thorough understanding of it—"

"Thousands of top-level papers are produced here every year, and the human-computer interaction model proposed by each mech is used in the spiritual connector of each mecha. Their research helps humans drive aliens out of this star field, You have made an outstanding contribution to the great battle based in the universe!"

"After the war, in the face of countless soldiers with impaired mental power, the First Research Institute proposed a variety of treatment methods in the field of mental damage, such as electrical stimulation, deep hypnosis, and drug intervention, and even concluded that artworks can heal mental power. , was also proposed by the third dean of the First Research Institute in a paper that won the Federal Science Progress Award."

"These excellent researchers have saved countless lives troubled by diseases. They use human wisdom to explore the mysterious spiritual power field evolved by nature's uncanny craftsmanship, and use scientific methods to tame it, control it, and control it. The dignity of human beings is above the vastness and ruthlessness of the universe, and they are a group of respectable people!"

After the host finished the impassioned speech in one breath, she breathed a sigh of relief. She pointed behind her and said, "Today we have the opportunity to set foot on this sacred place. I would like to thank the current dean, Mr. Edwin, for his generous permission. Please follow Let me come, let's enter the laboratory quietly, so as not to disturb the researchers who are working."

The laboratory, which is decorated with cool white and light gray, looks cold and serious. Even the sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows can only illuminate the equipment listed in the laboratory, but cannot bring any warmth.

In such an environment, even the voice of the host was lowered. She asked, "Dr. Kevin, how do we test?"

A researcher wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses led everyone to a huge instrument, and pulled out a tray-like scanning box under the instrument: "Put the artwork that needs to be tested in it, and we will simulate different mental powers. Stimulate it according to the indication, and detect the concentration of ether particles excited after the fusion of the two.”

The host explained in a low voice: "Ether particles are the key substances that keep the mental power active. People with impaired mental power have a part of the brain that goes dormant, unable to stimulate the pituitary gland to emit ether particles, which will eventually lead to gradual dysfunction of the body. Works of art can awaken this part of the dormant area. As for the strength and speed of awakening, it must be determined according to the concentration of ether particles..."

To put it bluntly, the concentration of ether particles is an intuitive factor to measure the level of artwork.

Professor Liu carefully took out a recording pen from the suitcase he carried with him. After clicking play, beautiful music played in the laboratory, even making the morning sun seem soft.

The host and the staff around her were intoxicated for a moment, and they woke up suddenly when they saw Dr. Kevin's calm eyes. She said, "This is..."

"Yes, that's right." Professor Liu showed a smile on his serious face: "This is an ancient song played by Mr. Xun, called "Spring Dawn". The recording pen I use here is a collection recommended by the Artists Association. It almost perfectly presents the effect of performance, and only this kind of recorder can restore the effect of music artwork to about [-]%."

"It's only ten percent..." The host frowned, watching Dr. Kevin take the recording pen and put it into the scanning box. Know how to analyze data.

“10μg/m3……28μg/m3……46μg/m3……”

When the number on the screen exceeded 50 μg/m3, Dr. Kevin's expression became focused, and his gaze under the lens looked a little sharp: "It has reached the level of elementary art."

"Elementary artwork?" The host's expression was a little excited. This is not the effect of the program, but from the heart. You must know that even artists who have registered with the association cannot guarantee that each of their works can reach the level of elementary artwork. s level.

Counting it right in front of her, a masterpiece worth at least a million was born.

And the number on the screen is still rising, breaking through 60, and heading towards 70...

At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and a female voice shouted loudly: "Why do you have to cancel it when I arrive? My time is also very tight. Isn't there a similar laboratory here?"

The warning light at the door turned red and kept flashing. Dr. Kevin stopped the experiment, pressed the call button on the table, and said displeasedly, "What's the noise?"

There was a voice of apology from the opposite side, and after a while, a middle-aged man picked up the communication and said: "I'm sorry, we are the program group of "Survival Challenge", and we are recording a program to measure the mental threshold of the guests, but this One of the instruments in the laboratory suddenly broke down, can we borrow the instrument from you?"

Dr. Kevin looked at several state-of-the-art mental power testers next to him, and said, "No."

director:"……"

To say that the director of "Survival Challenge" is also unlucky, he managed to make a show popular, and wanted to invite traffic from the vase to increase the popularity, but the vase was bitten by a mamba snake on the show, and the program team was sprayed bloody head.

Well, black and red are also red. The chief director continued to work hard, relying on some evidence in his hand to let the son of a musician who has recently become a resident guest on the show, but the son of the musician was also bitten, and he was still on the live broadcast of the show bitten.

The chief director has so many things to say, he worshiped Buddha, Christ and Sanqing, escaped from the Seablue galaxy overnight, and then used the last contacts in his hands to arrange today's "Silver Moon Star Mental Power Test, Guests Survive Ability Competition" trip, want to rely on science to overcome powerful bad luck.

However, when Mr. Song put on the mental power measurement helmet, the instrument was still good, but when Bai Fan just put the helmet on his head, the instrument suddenly made a sharp "beep" sound, and then the value on it pulled up an exaggerated vertical line, and then ...the instrument emits electric sparks.

The chief director held the communicator with a sad face, squatted on the ground and said to Bai Fan beside him: "Xiao Bai, if this matter can't be resolved today, we can't afford to pay for this device if we sell it."

Bai Fan: "Isn't it? It's impossible for the instrument to be damaged by me?"

The chief director heheed, and said with vicissitudes: "Don't be so sure about everything, I never thought that a mamba snake with no teeth can take away two guests!"

Bai Fan: "..."

You are so right!

Just when the two were having fun, a white coat suddenly stopped in front of them, and the hem of the coat drew a sharp arc.

The man in the white coat had a handsome and sharp face, and he asked, "You are the ones who let the mental power tester explode?"

"It's him!" The chief director pointed to Bai Fan.

"..." Bai Fan nodded.

It's a big deal to pay off the debt...he will sign to Xinghai Entertainment for another 20 years.

At this moment, he raised his head and saw clearly the name tag on the man's white coat - chief researcher, Qin Ling.

The chief researcher of the Federal First Institute of Spiritual Power sounds like a big shot.

Qin Ling looked at Bai Fan with a scrutinizing gaze for a moment, then raised his hand——

"drop."

"Who is it again!" Dr. Kevin said angrily when he was interrupted.

"It's me." Qin Ling ordered: "Open the laboratory and let them come in and test."

"Yes, boss." Professor Liu and his team in the laboratory saw that the originally proud researcher Kevin was as docile as a kitten when facing Qin Ling.

The silver isolation door slid open to one side, Man Lu couldn't hold back his excitement, and walked into the laboratory first.

She naturally knew that the noise just now would leave a bad impression on the audience, but she couldn't help it.

The act of pushing Luo Ruiyu to Mamba's snake mouth under the camera a week ago has received overwhelming criticism for Manlu. Although her behavior does not constitute any crime in law, the evaluation of "femme heart" is not good for a career-seeking Deadly for rising stars.Especially in the past, she always liked to catch the incident of "Xunyin pushing people", and she would mention a few words on any occasion to create her image as a "little fairy with a beautiful heart and a kind heart".

As a result... how much people were hyped before, now they are scolded so badly, the one who gets scolded the most is [Xun Yin's push is fake, but your push is true, we have all seen it! 】

It can be regarded as another form of evil force feedback.

Man Lu used to be able to hate Xun Yin, but now the gap is too great, and she can no longer hate, and the other Luo Ruiyu who can be hated has died long ago, so she can only complain about herself while pressing the agency The requirements of the society began to transform, and they took the fine line. Black and red are also red!

She squeezed Bai Fan and Teacher Song away, occupied all the camera, and looked into the laboratory.

Apart from the fact that this laboratory is a bit more spacious than the one that the chief director traded for with contacts, she can't see much difference.There are different experimental instruments on both sides, and the screen of one of them is brightly displaying rows of data.

Man Lu was feeling bored, but saw the researcher Qin who brought their entire program group into the laboratory and made her want to get close glanced across the screen and paused slightly.

He ordered the assistant beside him: "Take them to test." Then he strode away from Bai Fan, looked at the data on the screen, and asked, "Where did this sample come from?"

Bai Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but when Man Lu saw him, he secretly rolled his eyes: "Fox."

Bai Fan didn't argue with her, and politely asked her to test her mental strength first.

After Man Lu put on the helmet, he looked towards Qinling, and saw that the data on the big screen stopped at some point, the scanning box was opened, and the recorder inside continued to play music.

"This is it?" Bai Fan took a few steps forward, and heard another researcher wearing glasses excitedly say to Qin Ling: "The concentration of ether particles is 274 μg/m3, which is close to an intermediate-level artwork, and this is just a recording!"

"En." Qin Ling was more stable than him, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Professor Liu continued to open the suitcase, took out a well-sealed small fresh-keeping box, and said: "This is the egg yolk cake made by Mr. Xun Yin himself. I invited all the students of the department to stay in the live broadcast room for 3 days and finally got it. One, do you want to test it now?"

Qin Ling nodded, and put the egg yolk cake into the scanning box with his own hands. Seeing the data on the screen break through 1000μg/m3, his eyes became dark.

"Xun Yin." He said the name silently, engraving it deeply in his mind.

"Wait!" Bai Fan suddenly said, "Are you talking about Xiaoyin?"

Qin Ling looked over, and Bai Fan bit his lower lip: "I also have a work left by him here, can you help me check it?"

Qin Ling nodded, and Bai Fan immediately went to find his carry-on luggage, and took out a framed note from it.

"It will be indefinite later."

"..."

Looking at the note in the glass frame, everyone present had different expressions.

Bai Fan said: "This is the handwriting left by Xun Yin before leaving Seablue Star."

He took the note as a souvenir when Qiao Yongnian was in a turmoil that day.

Qin Ling was not in the mood to listen to him, and motioned to Dr. Kevin to take the note and put it in the scanning box.

"It's time for you to test your mental strength." He raised his chin to Bai Fan.

"What? Oh..." For some reason, Bai Fan was a little afraid of this man. He reluctantly sat on the chair, his head still stretched forward, wanting to see the data on the screen, but Qin Ling's assistant picked up the inspection helmet, Press on top of his head.

His vision immediately fell into darkness, and Bai Fan only had time to see a red warning symbol appearing on the screen, and the data on it was refreshed line by line faster than ever before.

Then, his mental power was induced by the instrument, and he continued to resist the impact of the signal.

"Huh?" The assistant was surprised to see that the latest mental strength tester fluctuated violently upwards, and then the instrument issued a long and sharp alarm sound - overloaded!

大部分人都顺着这尖锐的响声看向白帆那边，以至于没几个人注意到秦岭紧盯着屏幕上，以太粒子的浓度计数从1000μg/m3直接跳转到3000μg/m3，然后是5000μg/m3、7000μg/m3……

This is what Xun Yin wrote on the eve of his freedom after 20 years of executing the plot. He wrote it to the protagonist and the supporting actor—they are his only ties in this strange world, but they are also his prison boss and guards. By.

He is a bird embroidered on the gold-woven screen by the plot, unable to speak, blink, or spread its wings, and can only passively show its gorgeous feathers.People praised his gorgeous feathers and exquisite screens, but they couldn't see the inextricable embroidery threads that locked every blood vessel and every bone in him.

There are countless elements that make up a work of art, but everyone must admit that emotion is an indispensable part of it.The emotion that Xun Yin erupted in the face of freedom made this note written in a random pen break through the limitation of high-level artwork, and continue to go up, go up...

When Qin Ling heard the movement over there, Qin Ling's eyes changed slightly, and he looked back at the screen intently, as if there was something precious on it.

He didn't look at Bai Fan again——

A person with high spiritual power who may have potential in the future, after all, is no match for an accomplished artist.

Perhaps, he can bring about a turning point for everything...

At this moment, the door was opened by someone with authority.

"What happened? I saw the alarm from the laboratory all the way, saying that the original record on the instrument had been broken."

Edwin, the dean of the research institute who often appeared in some scientific journals, walked in, looked around with a smile, and said, "It seems to be a good thing."

Dr. Kevin saw with his own eyes that Qin Ling deleted two 0s from the number on the instrument just before Edwin came in, then gestured to Bai Fan, and said to Dean Edwin: "Good thing? Well, the threshold of mental strength exceeds Humans with a scale of 3 are rare in the Federation."

"Really? The last one was Ning..."

Dean Edwin patted Qin Ling's shoulder apologetically, put away what he hadn't finished, and said to Bai Fan, "Your name is Bai Fan, and you're an actor, right? It just so happens that Yinyuexing is going to shoot a promotional film for planetary image next month. Do you have the time?"

Bai Fan seemed to be hit on the head by a piece of pie, he subconsciously glanced at Qin Ling.

Qin Ling nodded and said, "I haven't finished my experiment yet, so I'm leaving first."

After that, he left the laboratory straight away, and the surrounding researchers also looked familiar.

Bai Fan hesitated for a while, but still accepted Dean Edwin's invitation, he went to his office with the dean to discuss the details of the cooperation under Man Lu's jealous eyes, and when he walked out the door, he suddenly remembered something: "Wait! Where's my note?!"

"What note?" Dean Edwin walked back to the laboratory with him in a good temper, and glanced at the data on the screen indifferently.

Bai Fan opened the scanning box, and Jiongjiong was amazed to find that the note written by Xun Yin had been replaced by another one.

The sharp handwriting read: Lose money for the equipment.

Bai Fan: "..."

Dean Edwin patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Oh, Qin Ling has such a serious personality, and you will know it after a long time. A mid-level work of art is indeed not as valuable as the mental power detector that you broke La."

"Let's go, let's sign the contract. After filming this promotional video, I'll help you connect with a few jobs and save up. Maybe you can redeem the note within ten years!"

Bai Fan: "..."

After returning to his laboratory, Qin Ling's frozen face loosened a little. He took out the note written by Xun Yin from the pocket of his white coat, stared at the words "the future will be indefinite" for half a minute, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. Pull it and put it into a photo frame on your desk.

In the photo frame, a middle-aged man puts his left hand on the shoulder of a teenage boy, and hangs a kid who looks no older than 3 years old on his right hand. The kid bites his ear and laughs at the camera.

The background behind them is the gate of the research institute. If you look carefully, you can still see the middle-aged man wearing the dean's badge with his name on it - Ning Yeyu.

The boy's appearance was a miniature version of Qin Ling's, but the boy's facial features were flying around and he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see that he had a pair of blue eyes that were clearer than sea water and hotter than sunlight.

Qin Ling took off the white coat that Edwin had photographed, casually threw it into the non-recyclable trash bin next to him, and poured a bottle of strong acid to destroy the corpse.

He glanced at the photo again, took out a holographic helmet from under his desk, and by the way, in the work group @研究人的组织：

[Watch the holographic live broadcast twice a week, and write a review, attach it to the experimental report and submit it (live room address.url)]

Researchers: "??"

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Xun Yin also watched this issue of "Survival Challenge", and he knew from the program that Professor Liu used his work to test it.

"Feeling... a little flattered?"

It's a surprise that the words I wrote, the tunes I played, and the egg yolk cakes I made were awarded the title of intermediate artwork, but I watched this episode mainly because of Bai Fan.

In Lujiang's script, Bai Fan was valued by the chief researcher of the First Federal Academy of Spiritual Power precisely because of his extremely high spiritual power, and personally invited him to participate in his own experiment. High" label.

Later, the chief researcher Qin Ling contacted him with many job opportunities in the Silver Moon Galaxy, and even went to the crew as a scientific consultant for him. He even introduced Bai Fan's first holographic film.

It can be said that Qin Ling is a huge experience package for Bai Fan on his way to the top of the entertainment industry. Without Qin Ling, whether some of the film and television dramas that Bai Fan starred in can transform from "thunder drama" to "divine drama" is a question mark. .

Therefore, Xun Yin didn't feel like most people who watched the show felt that Bai Fan was valued by Dean Edwin. He saw that Bai Fan and Qin Ling couldn't even say a few words in the show, so he poked him curiously. White sail.

Xun Yin: "How did the filming of the promotional film go?"

Bai Fan: "It went well, but I'm sorry I lost your note."

Xun Yin: "It's okay, it's all small things, what do you think of Qin Ling?"

Bai Fan: "..."

He was silent for a while: "To be honest, I think he is a bit scary, and I want to stay away from him."

Xun Yin: "??"

The system roared in his mind: "No, yes, yes! Even if Qin Ling is not the third male, he is also the fourth male, right? Who cut the red line of love between you two? See if I don't take the claw shark!"

As he spoke, he began to practice in Xun Yin's mind the hungry cat rushing for food, the fat cat flying, and the nine-yin cat's claws!

Cat fur and claw marks flew together, and the meow sounded like fat.

Xun Yin couldn't see it, so he called Shang Ning Mo Ran and logged into the holographic live broadcast.

He was recently embroidering a double-sided embroidery. After a short chat with Danmaku, he took out his needle and thread, and settled down to outline the flowers and birds on the screen one by one. He also explained the stitching techniques and techniques to the audience.

Ning Moran watched him from behind, dealing with some daily affairs of the expedition sent by Eugene.

Whenever this time, he can always feel a kind of quiet beauty.

At this moment, a "di" sound came from his ear, and Ning Moran looked towards the source of the sound, but frowned.

The news did not come through the private optical brain, but directly broke through the administrator authority on the holographic live broadcast, appeared in front of him, and destroyed it after seeing it.

It said: "Take care of your little peony - Qingshan."

The author says:

Black Fire: Close your eyes!Don't look at my wife!Don't you have a wife of your own?

Aoyama: No ^-^

PS. Back then, in order to conceal their identities, everyone called Hei Huo by nicknames, so there were quite a lot of nicknames for Hei Huo, such as Hei Tu Hei Huo Xiao Hei Huo Huo Lian (Hey! They are all his nicknames;

感谢在2022-09-0421:39:49-2022-09-0521:30:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles for passers-by; 1 bottle for shine, Xue Yinglan, and noble lady;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!