Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 101 Storm ([-])

It's June again, and a new round of college entrance examinations is about to kick off.

The final pre-examination mobilization was being done in the Lingzhi Building. The teachers stood on the podium and tirelessly instructed the precautions for the college entrance examination. They took a last look at the class and sighed deeply with tears in their eyes.

This afternoon they will evacuate the classroom, go to the cafeteria for self-study, wait for the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow, and then bid farewell to this period of youth.

The style of painting in the Zhixing Building is completely different. The students are sweating profusely listening to English, the doors and windows are closed, and the fans are not out of the way.

In order to save time, the seats in the examination room are arranged according to the regulations of the college entrance examination room. When the monthly exam is over, the students can evacuate immediately by pasting the college entrance examination number on the table.

English is the last subject of this monthly exam.

The leaves of the sycamore trees outside the window are dancing with the wind, and the light exposed from the gaps in the leaves outlines a shade of the tree, and the wind blows the leaves, flickering.

"The exam is over, all candidates please stop writing immediately and hang your hands down..."

Everyone packed up their things, posted their test numbers, said goodbye, and went home.

By this time next year, they're going home and never coming back.

At this time, the first and second grades of high school are envious of the third grade who is about to be released.But when it came time for them to face the college entrance examination, no one could laugh.

But fortunately, right now they are just a group of little kids who are looking forward to an early holiday.

The sun slanted westward, and the lone bird returned to its nest.

Bai Lu remembers very clearly that when she got home that day, she couldn't wait to run to the express cabinet and got Xiao Zeyu's new magazine.She carefully opened the express box, held the magazine in her arms like a baby, and attached a sweet kiss.

She had been waiting for this magazine for a month, and now that she was holding it in her hand, she was so excited that she wanted to take off on the spot.She read every page of the magazine carefully, as if there were priceless treasures hidden between the lines.

She thought, she must buy some protective cases to protect the magazine and other surroundings, so as not to fall into dust, or be damaged by bear children during the New Year.

However, after only a few hours, the overwhelming joy when she received the magazine was suddenly extinguished by a basin of cold water.

The reason was that an insider broke the news that a popular niche was relying on the backstage as a hot search. Bai Lu noticed that the most nominated person in this hot search was Zhu Yang. After all, although his acting skills are not extremely bad, he frequently gets Various awards have long been regarded as synonymous with resource coffee.

Bai Lu also deliberately brushed the square for a while, watching the excitement was no big deal.

But the square began to have different voices after a while.

"Everyone is talking about Zhu Yang. Doesn't anyone think it's Xiao Zeyu? If Zhu Yang has a backer, then he can beat Zhu Yang to win the best actor? Let's understand the love and hatred between Yang Qian and Xiao Zeyu?"

"I think it's actually more like Xiao Zeyu. Anyone who plays such a brilliant character in "Fake Makeup" can be popular, but he is such an unknown person, and I am terrified to think about it!"

"I think it's Xiao Zeyu, fans don't scold me, it's me who scolds me (dog head)"

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In addition to some personal speeches, many marketing accounts began to co-publish Xiao Zeyu's black draft, and the words were surprisingly unified.

After looking around, Bai Lu finally realized that the fire had burned herself.

She has always been a fighting fan, how could she remain indifferent when seeing Zhu Yang's family's misfortune to Shui Dongyin?
Her anger rose in an instant, and with this momentum, she began to lead the little fans to turn against the black.

Bai Lu started chasing Xiao Zeyu not long after his debut, and to this day, almost everyone in Xiao Zeyu's fan circle knows her.She herself is also a small UP master in the dance circle, and she has nearly a million fans on Weibo.

But the bad thing is that her appeal is too strong.

For a while, the square quickly became a gathering place for fans of Xiao Zeyu.

There are more and more people, and this trending search has finally been topped as hot one.At the same time, another seemingly insignificant hot search quietly climbed the list.

#Severely punish the phenomenon of tearing force in the fan circle#
This kind of hot search has always been thunderous and rainy, and you can see it every now and then, but there is no big move, and everyone doesn't take it seriously.

Bai Lu flipped through the hot search plaza that had been cleaned, and smiled with satisfaction.

Suddenly there were several private messages in the background of Weibo, and within a few seconds after she exited the hot search page, the private messages kept ringing, she casually clicked on the top one, glanced at it, and her whole body was like There was a bolt from the blue.

"Lulu, you were hanged by the Anti-Mafia Station..."

She didn't even have time to reply, she went to the anti-gang website without stopping, and found out that it was true.

She pursed her lips tightly, and opened the comment section with a heartbeat.

"I've long thought that there is something wrong with her. Every time she tears her up with hairy legs, it's not looking for trouble."

"I agree with the upstairs. She has her own account on other websites, and she has attracted many small fans of our family under the banner of a big fan. Who knows if it is just to make money?"

"Well done! Originally, this hot search had nothing to do with our family, but she made such a fuss that we seemed guilty."

She flipped through one by one. Normally, she would get countless people to respond to her random Weibo post, but now in this comment area, everyone is shouting and beating.

She silently read dozens of comments, and finally found a comment that spoke for her.

"Qinglu has been a fan since his elder brother's debut, even if he did something extreme, he wouldn't be blacked out..."

Qinglu is Bailu's Weibo id.

In the blink of an eye, this comment stood out from hundreds of comments because it had hundreds of replies.

Refresh again, and the only comment that helped her speak disappeared in an instant.

Her hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably. The window of the room was not closed, and the night wind was blowing, causing a chill down her spine.

The phone started beeping non-stop again, and she went back to check her private messages, there were already hundreds of them.Some fans who still believed in her came to comfort her, but most of them came to scold her.

The viciousness of the words made her feel endlessly cold even though she was in June.

That night, she only remembered that she repeatedly opened new private messages, then quit, and then opened new ones...

The overwhelming amount of vicious words drowned her like huge waves.

Finally, she turned off the private message, and the lit phone screen went out in her silence.

She laughed suddenly.

She chased him for five years, every stage, every play, and never missed it.She has witnessed the whole process from when he was unknown to when he is so popular today.

Now she is being scolded bloody by someone who is also his fan, how can she not feel chilled...

That night, Bai Lu curled up on her bed, hugged her knees tightly, and sat there all night.

The next day, when the sky was just turning pale, she slowly got out of bed, put the rows of peripheral products on the shelf and the magazines she loved yesterday into a box, and then went downstairs to the trash can.

The carton was a bit big and the diameter of the trash can wasn't big enough to hold it, so it was just put aside.

She went upstairs without looking back.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the cardboard box, but the contents of the cardboard box never saw the light of day again.

(End of this chapter)