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Lu Yuan was experiencing an unprecedented wave of online violence.

Laughing.

Mocking laughter.

Contempt.

In this era, there were hundreds of millions of netizens.

They:

Sitting on the bus, lying lazily on the sofa, or sitting in front of the computer desk…

The cold light emitted from the screen shone on their faces and reflected light in their eyes!

He didn't need to take responsibility.

Life was already difficult enough in this society.

Let's vent!

Let's vent on the Internet!

No one knows that I'm the one behind this account!

I became a hero on the internet, and I fulfilled the things that the meek me in reality couldn't do or say!

……

Destroy!

Destroy!

Collapse!

……

To Lu Yuan, these few days were a very dark day.

His mind went blank!

His heart was shrouded in an indescribable haze, and he could not breathe freely. There was no light at all!

He turned on his phone and computer.

Weibo, Bihu, TikTok…

The comments weaved into a huge net that covered the sky and the earth. This net trapped Lu Yuan tightly!

"How can he be embarrassed? Attending the princess consort's concert?"

"Hahaha…"

"Does he dare to stand on that stage? With more than thirty thousand people glaring at him, he would be so scared that he would pee his pants!”

"I admit that I was indeed touched by Lu Yuan before. But to be honest, right now, my perception of him has changed drastically. It's just that…he doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.”

"He even dared to accept the invitation to the princess 'concert?”

"Ahhhhhh! Who the hell is this guy? I've been looking forward to Sister Fei's concert for so long. Now, this is really a rat's shit that spoils the whole pot of porridge!”

"Get lost!"

"Let him get lost!"

The rhythm of capital.

The people who hated and were jealous of Lu Yuan started the tempo.

It was the rhythm of people who hated and envied the princess consort.

It was the rhythm of people who hated and envied Big Honey.

The people who hated and envied Exemplary Liu were the ones who started the tempo.

And those who followed the flow.

……

It's late at night

In the bedroom.

Lu Yuan was jolted awake.

He realized that his body was already drenched in sweat.

He covered his head with his hand, sat up, and leaned against the wall.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

Lu Yuan panted heavily.

He was not prepared to give up just like that.

Lu Yuan's fist was very big. At this moment, he had already clenched it tightly.

The more tightly sealed the despair, the more it stirred up Lu Yuan's resistance that he had never felt before!

Stand up!

Fight like a hero!

……

He couldn't sleep.

But he had to sleep. Tomorrow, Lu Yuan already had a new plan.

Do push-ups.

Lu Yuan assumed the most standard posture.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

……

"48."

"49."

"50."

Lu Yuan laid on the ground, his sweat dripping down, wetting the floor.

He continued.

With the same number, Lu Yuan made a total of three sets.

Exhausted, he finally fell asleep.

……

Xiangjiang.

An overwhelming pressure also enveloped the queen.

One by one, the company's higher-ups and the relevant sponsors called.

The person responsible for all kinds of interests.

Forced!

Everyone was pressuring the princess consort!

In the eyes of these people with high authority, it was just asking the princess to replace a small character who was not special. It was not aggressive.

But to the princess consort, that was her younger brother. This decision was her bottom line!

……

"How about this, we won't force you.”

"Let's take a step back, okay?"

"Everyone wants to make this concert more successful.”

"Now, I have a suggestion.”

In Shanghai, Liu Xiaojing, the senior executive director of the partner company who flew over from the mainland, looked at Wang Fei in front of her and said solemnly.

"Tell me."

Wang Fei replied with a cold face.

"We agree to your request to bring Mr. Lu on stage, but at the same time, we need you to invite another new resident guest.”

Liu Xiaojing paused and said in a deep voice,"For example, your fellow disciple, Chen Yixun, Mr. Chen.”

Hearing Liu Xiaojing's suggestion.

Wang Fei pondered and felt that it was feasible.

She didn't show any emotion on her face. Instead, she glanced at her manager, Sister Ying, who was sitting beside her. Her gaze briefly communicated with Chen Jiaying's.

After seeing Chen Jiaying's expression, the queen made a decision.

If they could reach a consensus, it might not be a bad solution.

She wanted to give Lu Yuan a chance and not ruin this concert that many people had prepared for a long time.

"This way, we can give all the fans an explanation, right?”

Liu Xiaojing saw that Wang Fei's expression relaxed a little and smiled as she continued.

What he needed to do was to solve the problem bit by bit, not to forcefully create a conflict.

"I promise you."

Wang Fei said in a deep voice.

……

Shen Cheng.

In the morning.

"Uncle, this recording studio is one that I often go to. All the equipment and professionals are top-notch.”

"Don't worry."

Zhou Erke brought Lu Yuan into a not-so-famous recording studio and introduced it to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was wearing a black cap. He sized up the recording studio and nodded lightly.

In the near future, until Sister Fei's concert began, he would be in a recording studio.

Training!

He had to hone his voice and the song he was going to sing until it was flawless!

Cowards would run away.

Warriors chose to face all difficulties head-on!

……

"Miss Zhou."

In the recording studio, a chubby middle-aged man in a black shirt with a pigtail was already waiting in front of a recording studio. When he saw Zhou Erke, he walked up to him and extended his hand.

"This is uncle…"

Zhou Erke introduced Lu Yuan and blurted out 'uncle'. She reacted and paused for a moment before hurriedly saying,"

This is Lu Yuan, Mr. Lu."

"Hello, Mr. Lu."

"My name is Zhou Peng. You can call me Zhou Peng, Little Zhou, or Big Peng.”

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Yuan. They were both in the music industry. He recognized Lu Yuan, but he didn't show any other emotions. He extended his hand and greeted him.

"Hello,"

Lu Yuan said solemnly.

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