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Chapter 12: Take you home

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　　Fans of Xu Qiuyao came here after smelling the smell.

　　[What did I think was going on? It turns out that he is an Internet celebrity with only more than 2,000 fans. He wants to be famous. Come and touch Sister Ciyao, don't be too funny]
　　[Every time before the awards, someone comes out to act like a monster. Who is this? The notice is plagiarized? You have to live a miserable life to want to spread rumors on the Internet]
　　[After listening to the pure music posted by the blogger before, I can only say that it is too insulting to my ears. Who would listen to it without saying something bad]

　　[? ? ? You're sick, you idiot. Go away and spread rumors! Don't go crazy here]
　　[Staring at your Sister Yao's three-acre land every day, don't you have a home? ]
　　[He is an orphan who can't turn the pages of his household registration book~]

　　A lot of abusive words flooded into the comment area, and the private messages kept reminding him that the words he used were extremely dirty and insulting.

　　Shen Zhouran glanced briefly, and after the popularity of his Weibo account continued to rise, he clicked on the option to start the live broadcast.

　　Before Xu Qiuyao's fans, the many melon-eaters, and rival fans could react, they saw the live broadcast of a blogger who brazenly claimed that he was the original "Birds of the Wild".

　　Everyone rushed in instantly.

　　The camera shook, and the boy's image gradually became clearer.

　　The young man's fair and clear face exudes a coldness and indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away. There is no flaw in the camera at such a close distance. The half-length black hair hangs down softly in front of the forehead, and half of it is hooked behind the ears, revealing the small and shiny earlobes. The curvature of the eyes is extremely beautiful, clear and clean, and the eyes are like ink.

　　Further down, there is a mask covering most of the face.

　　[Wow, it looks good, it's a beautiful one! 】
　　【This is where? Ward? Why are you still wearing a hospital gown? 】
　　This is an insignificant passerby.

　　[He must be trying to make a fool of himself, saying that his family background is not good, his destiny is rough, and the songs he finally created were robbed, making people sympathize with him. This is true for all
　　those who dare to spread rumors, right? If you have the guts, take off your mask! 】
　　【I'm afraid you're so ugly that you don't want to see anyone, so you should cover your face. Am I right about being ugly? 】
　　This is a fan of Xu Qiuyao.

　　[Just a stranger, if I don't want to participate in the battle between your fans, I would like to ask, did Xu Qiuyao really plagiarize? I really like this song]
　　[Me too, the style of this song is so comfortable, I get hooked as soon as I listen to it]
　　[Blogger, you better come up with evidence, otherwise... tsk tsk, the fighting power of female celebrity fans is It's scary, they can tear you alive]

　　Shen Zhouran did not answer any questions, but disappeared from the screen for a while, and when he reappeared, he had a guitar in his hand.
　　I asked Uncle Sun to bring it over yesterday.

　　"I wrote the music of this song, but the lyrics have been greatly changed. And the music is not the final version." He ignored all the comments that criticized him and attacked him, and said calmly and slowly with a voice as smooth as ice and jade. With.
　　But somewhere beyond the reach of the camera, his fingertips tightened on the guitar strings.

　　"Next, I will play the real "Birds of the Wild" for everyone."

　　The barrage flashed more quickly and densely. Shen Zhouran stopped looking at the camera, lowered his head and closed his eyes, plucked the strings with his fingertips, and poured out A melodious tune.