When the performance finally entered the final stage, Shen Yi also slightly separated from the complete immersion of the climax. As soon as she raised her eyes, she found the secretly photographed song Ru. She was directly shocked. Ghost fire stopped suddenly. Shen Yi shouted and stood up in horror to rob song Ru's mobile phone.

The video was cut off in panic.

Then song Ru watched Shen Yi quickly change from panic to pain and loneliness like snow, and then slowly sat down, "ghost fire is really not played by people. I'm tired to death."

Song Ru always felt that this sentence was still showing off her playing skills and talents.

"... and then?"

Shen Yi blinked and looked at Song Ru with a sly smile. "Does uncle song play microblogging?"

Smart as song Ru, who had understood Shen Yi's intention, opened his mouth and hesitated: "do you need to send it to big v?"

"It's up to you to send it out." Shen Yi raised his eyes and looked at him with one hand holding his jaw. "If there are too many large fans, use small ones. Don't deliberately create gimmicks, otherwise the gain is not worth the loss."

Song Ru was stunned and nodded, "OK."

Then he went back to the living room, boarded the trumpet that hasn't been in waves for 180 years, and released it——

[I only wish I had been born ten years earlier, otherwise I would have held my hands. / black face]

Song Ru stared at the computer screen with a serious face and watched his video being turned out intermittently before he finally boarded the large-scale forwarding: [it's a pity that you were born ten years earlier, otherwise we wouldn't be blind today. / husky, husky, I can't see how the hands in the video move. / cover your face, cover your face]

Then song Ru, the playwright, watched the video forwarding volume rise, and the keyword "Shen Yi Liszt ghost fire" finally ranked seventh in the real-time hot search list at 9 o'clock.

Click into the keyword, and the most popular is the video and comments forwarded by a music critic's big v.

Angel Lillian V: [it's hard to imagine that this is the ghost fire played by a 17-year-old girl. I haven't heard such a gorgeous ghost fire for many years. It's beautiful and skillful! @ little girl Shen Yi, do you have the idea of changing careers to play music?]

Song Ru looked at the nickname up, down, left and right three times before finally determining that the nickname of big V was Lillian.

Lilian... Song Ru swallowed his saliva and shook his hand holding the mouse. Lilian is the chairman of the Performing Arts Committee of the Chinese Musicians Association!

Song Ru had difficulty breathing and was about to run away! How rebellious Shen Yi's luck and strength have won her favor! Playing music, who has so much face to be liked by Lillian and speak out by name!

Trembling, he clicked into the comments that had reached 50000, and the first thing he saw was a hot comment that praised tens of thousands and replied to 6000:

[Huaxia musician association is a national and professional musician organization, a professional people's organization led by the Communist Party and composed of musicians from all ethnic groups across the country. As far as I know, this devil Lillian V is the chairman of the Performing Arts Committee of Huaxia Musician Association. No doubt, in addition to the possibility of being stolen! Shen yigoblin, really! She! See! Love!! Worship the big man!! take my knee!!]

[landlord, you are great! Your science popularization makes me cry!]

[landlord, you are great! Your science popularization makes me doubt life!]

[worship the boss! Take my knee!!]

[worship the boss! Take my knee, whining...]

Worship the big man and take my knee... Song Ru silently recited this sentence, which had been painted hundreds of floors, and then trembled and praised it.

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