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What an entertainment program needs most is never quality, but topic.

Topic means traffic and heat. As long as the topic continues and there is enough hot discussion on the Internet, even if this program is not popular, it cannot be bad.

"Idol Creation Camp" has 101 beautiful girls. The ultimate goal is to form a group debut. It was originally the first female group draft in China. It is creative and attractive enough. It is also a big capital injection. What is lacking is the heat brought by the topic. .

The appearance of Ning Xueqing completely filled this vacancy.

When she put on the fan clothes that symbolized Class A, whether it was a show barrage, a hot search on Weibo, or even major marketing accounts, she was caught in a carnival.

Almost everyone pointed the finger at this girl whose ability and position did not match.

A round of almost crazy online crit has appeared in everyone who claims to be just and fair.

——Why do you enter Class A? Are you worthy of that fan dress?

——You can enter A, which is an insult to all contestants.

——Ning Xueqing?Familiar routines, the road to pretending to be miserable is about to begin.

——Such a person, can't he have a bit of B in his heart to retire?

——Ning Xueqing should die on the spot.

——Hehe, commit suicide and apologize, otherwise, how can you be worthy of other hardworking ladies?

Occasionally, some sporadic fans tried to defend or curse, but they were immediately submerged under the crowd holding the banner of justice.

An hour after the show went live, Ning Xueqing had already appeared next to the word crying, which ranked first in the top search.

There are tens of thousands of curses under each marketing account's news, and netizens who have occupied the moral high ground attacked.

Some people are better, at least it's really not good to judge Ning Xueqing's professional level of singing and dancing. This is really not good, Zhang Xiaojian accepts.

Some people directly rise to character, family, and even radical curses because of their inability to sing and dance.

Of course, some of these people are ranked lower by Ning Xueqing, and fans of other young ladies.

But this???

For the first time, Zhang Xiaojian felt that what he clicked on Weibo to watch was not lively, but a battlefield, a defeated battlefield.

He found out that singing and dancing were not good...it was the death of the whole family. It turned out that singing and dancing were not good, and he wanted to commit suicide. It turned out that singing and dancing were not good, which is more serious than murder and arson.

He is unable to fight back because the netizens who think they are righteous are excited, because there are so many netizens who think they are righteous, and because he can't stop everyone.

Zhang Xiaojian put down the phone, took two quick breaths, and looked at his aunt.

The second aunt didn't know what was happening at this time. The show had just ended, and when she was about to pick up her mobile phone to read Weibo, Ye Mozhu held her hand.

Ye Mozhu noticed the look in Zhang Xiaojian's eyes, and as the mind was connected, she smiled and said, "Auntie, do you eat ice cream?"

The second aunt said "Ah", always feeling that Ye Mozhu's words came a bit suddenly and a bit embarrassing.

Ye Mozhu didn't feel embarrassed, he couldn't help but pulled the old lady to the refrigerator in the kitchen, and opened it...there is no ice cream in the refrigerator.

Recently, I came to the small villa every day, and the kitchen has been Ye Mozhu's site. How could she not know if there is ice cream in the refrigerator?

So, she said again: "Second aunt, let's go out and buy ice cream."

When he said this, Ye Mozhu blinked his eyes, his face was innocent, how could the second aunt refuse?

The old and the young walked out of the villa intimately holding hands.

Zhang Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief, only to hide it for a while. I can't keep it from my life. If my second aunt reads Weibo again today...hey, I won't be stunned.

Not only the second aunt needs care.

How is Xueqing in the Magic City Creation Camp now?

Can she hold it?

————

Ning Xueqing couldn't hold it.

Don’t say it’s her, even the old artists who have seen big storms have almost collapsed. Some have survived, some have not. There is no need to mention the tragedy.

Malicious attacks and rumors are a sword that pierces people's hearts. It may seem to others that this is just lively, but as a person involved, especially the first experience of this kind of thing, it is difficult to be indifferent, and even more difficult to relieve.

If the first episode is broadcast, Ning Xueqing has gained fans and abuse, but at least some fans' encouragement.

Today is different. After the broadcast of this episode, the overwhelming rumors and huge pressure of public opinion directly shattered her heart and she couldn't breathe.

She now feels like a wooden boat leaking around in a storm, and her whole person is likely to collapse directly into a blind spot all the time.

But she did not cry.

She was just sitting in the luxurious dormitory of Class A looking at her mobile phone, her lips trembling and her small face a little pale.

Sitting next to her are the staff of the director group, and there are also players who are also in Class A, but are good enough.

They were all comforting Ning Xueqing.

But... some things comfort is useless.

Ning Xueqing looked at the swearing under the Weibo he opened because of participating in the show, and hesitated back and forth on the buttons to choose to close comments and open comments.

To be honest, she didn't know what she had done wrong.

Even if she does not perform well, should she really die?

Like Zhang Xiaojian, she can accept rational criticism without dirty words, but she absolutely cannot accept malicious curses and abuse.

She didn't understand why she didn't kill these people's parents, how could these people seem to have the same vengeance of killing their father and mother.

She felt as if she had entered another world, a strange and cruel world.

Unable to extricate himself, Zhang Xiaojian called when he was entangled by countless negative emotions.

As a result, Ning Xueqing broke down and cried when she answered the phone and called'Brother'.

The little girls are all sentimental. The staff and players in the room have red eyes, but Zhang Xiaojian on the other side of the phone didn't say a word, just listening to his sister's sobbing.

I don't know how long Ning Xueqing finally sobbed.

Zhang Xiaojian's voice rang on the phone: "People have to live for the people they like and like themselves."

"Ok."

"Look at Super Talk."

Upon hearing this, Ning Xueqing zoomed the phone's call page and clicked on the super chat circle of her Weibo. She had read it three minutes ago and had already been compromised.

Now it's a little different.

——Xueqing Come on, don't look at the mess on the Internet, drink plenty of hot water.(Squirting, my old lady is no longer afraid)

——I like Xueqing, how about it?

——Sister, let’s wait for your performance. We will support you on the spot and hold the biggest and brightest light sign.

With red eyes, she lowered her eyes and saw a familiar ID.

The cheapness in the sword-I am Xueqing's brother, please shoot at me.

——I am also Xueqing’s brother...

——I am Xueqing’s brother...

——All upstairs are fake, I am the real...

——A real fart upstairs, as evidenced by the picture below (PS, picture of herself and Ning Xueqing, poor level, obvious traces)

...

The cheapness of the sword-then... please spray which brothers upstairs... and then he put a real photo with his sister.

-Lying on the grass, it won't be true, there is no PS trace in this picture.

——Without a P, when you look at the back, the shadow is a bit crooked.

——I don’t care, we are all Xueqing’s brothers anyway!

Seeing this, Ning Xueqing burst into tears and smiled, and said to the phone: "Brother, maybe this is the navy you paid for."

Zhang Xiaojian answered the wrong question: "Xue Qing, I love you."

Ning Xueqing: "..."

"Xueqing can fly safely, and my brother will always follow."

"Why is it so sour suddenly?"

"I don't care, I love you, what do you love!"

Ning Xueqing rubbed her moist eye sockets, bit her lower lip, blushed and replied, "Brother, I am so many people..."