Live broadcast: My courtyard is a treasure chest

Chapter 57 [Extra] Ignorance is not to blame
"Ignorance is not to blame, your massive relaxation..."

Many people who watch "Silang Visits His Mother" wait for the tune of "Calling Xiaofan" in this Zuogong segment.

Zhang Ruixuan recently felt that it was a big mistake for him to take the postgraduate entrance examination for the field of intangible cultural heritage! He didn't pick up other habits, but he inherited his grandfather's habit of becoming an amateur actor - in the past six months, he has spent a lot of money on theater tickets!
Looking at the phone screen for a moment, Zhang Ruixuan regretted that he had just muted the phone and didn't think of turning it off!
"I felt relieved when the princess went to steal the golden arrow. Turn around and call Xiao Fan!"

As soon as the sentence was finished, there were a few cheers from the audience, followed by a round of applause.

Zhang Ruixuan's phone seemed to be joining in the fun, flashing several times along with the applause. Hiding under the table and turning down the brightness, Zhang Ruixuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the message from his classmates.

[Chang Ning: Ding Baobao is in a bad mood right now. Someone might have criticized her online for her comments a while ago, and it might have been considered cyberbullying.]

As soon as Zhang Ruixuan saw the news, his head suddenly buzzed: "Tsk..."

Something happened to Ding Xuan, so she can forget about watching "meeting the brother", "meeting the mother", "meeting the wife" and "replying the order". Zhang Ruixuan no longer had the mood to continue watching the show. He was like an ant on a hot pan. He couldn't even sit still. He just thought about how to leave without disturbing other audiences.

There was no need to wait for the second curtain to be drawn. Zhang Ruixuan didn't care at this moment that he had bought this ticket half a month ago by keeping an eye on the ticket opening time. He lowered his head, bent over, and quickly ran to the side, then slipped into the theater lobby through the door next to him.

[Zhang Ruixuan: What's going on? I'm watching a show here, Xuan'er didn't tell me]

【Chang Ning: [Link]】

[Chang Ning: You know, Ding Baobao is always good at standing up for the weak. Didn’t she comment on this video a few days ago? Some people agreed with what she said and supported her, while others said she was jealous…]

It can be said that no one understands Ding Xuan's love of standing up for the weak better than Zhang Ruixuan. Having personally experienced how serious Ding Xuan is, Zhang Ruixuan obviously has a rough idea of ​​what the situation in the comment section is like.

【Zhang Ruixuan: What do you think about those online reports about her?】

[Chang Ning: It can’t be completely regarded as an online exposure. In fact, you also know that her comment is a marketing account. There is an MCN organization behind them. One move can affect the entire body.]

[Chang Ning: Another thing is that these marketing accounts use these conflicting contents to attract attention and make money. She commented under one of them, which actually scolded these bad marketing accounts. Isn't that blocking their way to make money? ]

There is a saying: blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents. Although it is not right to make money, but to reason with unreasonable people is like playing the lute to a cow!
【Zhang Ruixuan: If it is convenient for you, please make a screen recording of these videos to save the evidence, and then we will report them one by one...

[Zhang Ruixuan: How is Xuan'er doing? ]

[Chang Ning: She's fine. Someone spoke up for her, and I tried my best to prevent her from seeing any negative things. So I came to you.]

This is indeed a thorny issue. Zhang Ruixuan just read Ding Xuan's comment and there is definitely no problem - the former simply pointed out the mistakes in the video of a cross-border blogger who talked about intangible cultural heritage, and mentioned in passing that a blogger who claimed to have resigned to promote intangible cultural heritage did not work, but instead brought a lot of goods and a lot of advertisements that had nothing to do with intangible cultural heritage.

There are some people in the comment section who feel the same way as Ding Xuan, but most of the two bloggers' fans are not willing to give in. They say that Ding Xuan is jealous of the two bloggers because they have a lot of fans and earn a lot of money, and that she has done nothing but find fault with them, and that the two bloggers should earn the advertising fees.

Sitting on the steps at the entrance of the theater, Zhang Ruixuan realized that this problem was actually easy to solve. As long as Ding Xuan could produce her certificate from the China Higher Education Student Information and Career Center, she could tell everyone about her research in this area.

In addition, there is the master's account that is specially used to test the dissemination of intangible cultural heritage on the Internet. Although the number of fans is not large, the quality is definitely much better than these two bloggers who did not check the information and are very good at talking nonsense!
However, in this case, the social impact of the whole incident will be borne by everyone in the sect, and Ding Xuan's personal privacy will also be exposed...

Looking at the screen of his mobile phone, Zhang Ruixuan subconsciously clenched his fists, but found that he had no way to have the best of both worlds at this moment.

Zhang Ruixuan kind of missed the time when he and the system were fighting for supremacy. At least countless people were united, and at least no one would take Ding Xuan's being too serious as a mistake!
"My eldest brother was stabbed with his long spear, your second brother was killed by his short sword, and my third brother was trampled into mud by his horse..."

The indispensable section in the Yang Family Generals series about "counting sons" and "counting brothers" is a portrayal of the Yang family's successive sacrifices for the country. Now it came out from the theater and hit Zhang Ruixuan's ears, bringing both attraction and irritation.

"I changed my character, became a monk and lived in Mount Wutai..."

"If someone on stage sings the wrong words, like the Shu Taibao, and everyone sings as if everyone can 'use fire dragon darts', it would be strange if the audience didn't get angry. Why can other mistakes be tolerated?"

Zhang Ruixuan is now truly angry and helpless. Without the system, Zhang Ruixuan realized that there is no difficulty in protecting these intangible cultural heritages and restoring them one by one.

"If I remember wrongly when the People's Republic of China was founded, can I still be considered a Chinese?"

"Why can we be so casual when it comes to culture?"

In fact, Zhang Ruixuan didn't understand one thing. What was not "valued" was not culture, but those things that were not really taken seriously by some onlookers, and those things that allowed them to show that they knew how to "respect".

An unexpected rain was poking at Zhang Ruixuan's phone randomly, so that the chat interface between Zhang Ruixuan and Ding Xuan was scrolled to early...

Looking at the word "argumentative" above, Zhang Ruixuan said nothing, picked up a corner of his T-shirt and rubbed it against the screen, then stood up and walked back into the theater hall.

[You argue and I am right: spreading wrong knowledge, and then someone says that humans have been collectively brainwashed? ]

[You argue with me, that's my reply to @花开锦秀: The stone path on the cold mountain is slanting down, which requires children to have a correct understanding. You can even argue with the authority for this. Shouldn't you understand the original poster's insistence better? ]

“So many marketing accounts!”

Although it seems easy to be a nitpicker, it was only when he was really angry and had to explain everything bit by bit that Zhang Ruixuan realized how difficult it was for Ding Xuan at the beginning.

"When does this count as a stop?"

Zhang Ruixuan had seen some scary social news before. Some people used "justice" as a cover to blatantly conduct illegal human flesh searches, and in the end, even though the person did nothing wrong, they were still wantonly harmed by those who had bad intentions.

In less than half an hour, Zhang Ruixuan made more than 20 phone calls. He asked everyone he knew who might know about this matter. In the end, he only got one answer: the best thing to use on the Internet is time. After a period of time, when the heat has passed, naturally no one will bring it up again.

However, Zhang Ruixuan did not want to let go of this wave of popularity. While it could ensure that Ding Xuan was safe, this wave of popularity could also allow more people to understand the true status of these intangible cultural heritages.

Instead of having many marketing accounts and personal accounts making a fortune, the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage and these intangible cultural heritage bear the stigma of "selling misery" and "should be eliminated if they don't keep up with the times"!

In the following time, Zhang Ruixuan was certainly not idle. Just now, a call came from a junior high school classmate who studied new media operations. At this time, the short video of "Marketing Account Style" had been sent to him. Zhang Ruixuan used his small account "If you argue, I am right" to directly respond to the original video and several of the most popular accounts.

"One more verse!" "No matter what happens today, you have to sing another verse!"

Everyone in the theatre was calling for the actors on stage to return to the stage in unison. Usually the old male actors were called for the most encores, and today both actors were famous, so after listening to "Silang Tanmu", they were hoping for an encore of "Wujia Po".

"Su Long and Wei Hu are the matchmakers, and Prime Minister Wang is my matchmaker..."

Although he was busy outside, he could still hear a few lines of singing inside from time to time. Zhang Ruixuan was very worried, and was afraid that Ding Xuan would have a situation that she would not be able to deal with in time.

"Ah, if the system was here now, I could just broadcast it live."

"System, are you my dream?"

Zhang Ruixuan was leaning against the pillar, talking to himself. If the audience's attention had not been on the actor on the stage, they would have treated him as a lunatic and walked away!

"How about I do a live broadcast myself... Live broadcast is not an option, the account above... Wait!"

You don’t know until you see it. Zhang Ruixuan was shocked when he realized that he had quite a few fans on his short video account. “System, are you back?”

[Li Keyong's Jewelry: The blogger hasn't updated for a long time. When will the blogger come back? ]

[If you are not crazy, then why can’t I be crazy too: I have already made an appointment for this museum. Actually, there are not many things in it, but it did touch me a lot. There are many stories about these things, which made me feel that all of them have souls.]

[The resentment of workers is heavier than that of ghosts: After reading some of the blogger’s explanations, I went to learn about some intangible cultural heritage. Although the blogger didn’t say much, it was all correct, and he didn’t hide anything or deliberately divert attention, which made people feel very comfortable.]

Zhang Ruixuan felt embarrassed at first, so he changed his account after he developed feelings for Ding Xuan. Now he finds that all the treasures in the courtyard that he took photos of were automatically edited into “live highlight” videos by the software. Many fans are still waiting for him to update the sequel of his private museum!

Looking at the time on his phone, it was already past ten in the evening. Zhang Ruixuan was a little confused as to how many people would watch the show at this time...

The audience poured out one after another, stirring up the originally quiet hall. Looking at the ranking of the TOP30 social list on the short video software, Zhang Ruixuan finally made up his mind to give it a try as much as possible.

When the live broadcast started, Zhang Ruixuan hadn’t even organized his words yet, but Xiangwang had already invested thousands of dollars in traffic promotion.

【Report to the King of Hell: Huh? What is this? 】

【Abstract Life: Is this performance art? So many people walking? 】

[Su San enters the Prime Minister's residence and says to his father: People from nearby? Isn't this the ** Grand Theater? Hey...]

Zhang Ruixuan was in no mood to read the comments. He ran outside the theater and started to talk nonsense: "One plus one equals zero. This is what I said when a friend asked me today how to teach his son to study."

[Abstract Life: OK, OK, the host is more abstract than me]

【Want to report to the King of Hell early: accidentally entered the tide area? 】

"Later my friend said to me, 'Aren't you harming the child? How can one plus one equal zero?'"

"I would say that if you tell a child that one plus one equals something, he will definitely not be interested. But if you tell him that there is a piece of his favorite cake on the plate and it is gone after he takes it away, he will definitely listen to you with full concentration."

"My friend said to me, aren't you misleading the children? They should fill in the form like this during the exam!"

"I just said that if he is interested in the future, he can go to class and listen. I am just guiding him..."

[Feng Yue: Host, is this a stand-up comedy? ]

[[花][花][花]: This question isn’t funny at all! ]

[Abstract Life: I know what the anchor is talking about! Please watch his latest pinned video]

[Feng Yue: That makes sense, but I don’t think his analogy is very good.]

At this moment, Zhang Ruixuan had no mood to think about the analogy. The more abstract it was, the more people would be retained, and naturally more people would be able to see the video that had just been released.

[Chang Ning: It works, it works. Some marketing accounts have changed their tone now.]

【Chang Ning: [Video]】

"Is it impossible to speak for what is right these days?"

"She broke down two millionaire bloggers with just one sentence. What's her charm?"

"The five thousand years of Chinese culture is our foundation. To tamper with culture is to betray the nation!"

“Do we need a certain country to accurately tell us the origin of our intangible cultural heritage before we know how important it is to correctly spread it?”

"Does having more fans mean it's correct? I still believe the truth lies in the hearts of a minority of people!"

[Ding Xuan: Although many people’s attitudes have contributed to them posting videos to attract traffic without checking references or actually understanding the facts, some people still have a good attitude after knowing the correct information. Don’t scold them all.]

Looking at the WeChat message that popped up, Zhang Ruixuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to make a phone call for a long time, for fear of affecting the former...

"Ignorance is not a crime, your massive relaxation..." Meipai's accent rang in his ears, Zhang Ruixuan turned sideways and saw an old man holding a radio - just like his grandfather back then, who came to remind him now.

"Ignorance is not wrong, but allowing ignorance to hurt others is wrong."