It's June again, and a new round of college entrance examination is about to kick off.

The final pre-exam mobilization was being done in the Lingzhi Building, and the teachers stood on the podium tirelessly instructing the precautions for the college entrance examination, and finally glanced at the whole class, leaving a deep sigh with tears in their eyes.

This afternoon, they will leave the classroom, go to the cafeteria for self-study, wait for the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow, and then say goodbye to this period of youth.

The style of painting in the Zhixing Building is completely different, the students are sweating and listening to English, the doors and windows are closed, and the fans are not allowed to open.

In order to save time, the seats in the examination room are arranged in accordance with the regulations of the college entrance examination room, and when the monthly examination is over, the college entrance examination number is directly posted on the table, and the students can evacuate immediately.

English is the last subject of this monthly exam.

Outside the window, the leaves of the plane trees dance in the wind, and the light peeking out of the gaps in the leaves outlines a shade, and the wind blows the leaves, flickering and darkening.

"At the end of the exam, please stop writing immediately and put your hands down ......"

Everyone packed up their things, pasted the exam number, said goodbye, and went home.

This time next year, they will never come back when they go home.

At this time, both the first and second years of high school were envious of the third year of high school who was about to be liberated. And then it really came the day when they faced the college entrance examination, but no one could laugh.

But fortunately, at the moment, they are just a group of little children who are looking forward to an early vacation.

The sun is slanting in the west, and the lone bird is homecoming.

Bai Lu remembered very well that as soon as she got home that day, she couldn't wait to run to the express cabinet and get Xiao Zeyu's new magazine. She carefully opened the delivery box, held the magazine in her arms like a treasure, and attached a fragrant kiss.

She had been waiting for this magazine for a month, and now she was so excited that she was about to take off in her hand. She read every page of the magazine carefully, as if there was a priceless treasure hidden between the lines.

She thought she would have to buy some protective cases to protect the magazine and the rest of the periphery from dust or damage during the Chinese New Year.

However, only a few hours later, the joy she felt when she received the magazine was suddenly extinguished by a basin of cold water.

The reason was just that an insider broke the news that a popular student relied on the background as a resource café for a hot search, Bai Lu noticed that when this hot search was the most nominated, Zhu Yang was the most nominated, after all, although his acting skills are not very bad, but he frequently wins various awards, and has long been regarded as a synonym for resource coffee.

Bai Lu also deliberately brushed the square for a while, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement.

But it didn't take long for the square to start with different sounds.

"It's all talking about Zhu Yang, doesn't anyone think it's Xiao Zeyu? If Zhu Yang has a backstage, can he still beat Zhu Yang to win the best actor? What is the love and hatred between Yang Qian and Xiao Zeyu? ”

"I think it's actually more like Xiao Zeyu, anyone who plays such a brilliant role in "Fake Makeup" can be popular, but I just found him as an unknown person, and I was very afraid to think about it!"

"I think it's Xiao Zeyu, fans don't scold me, scold me for being right (dog head)"

……

In addition to some personal speeches, many marketing accounts began to link up to send Xiao Zeyu's black drafts, and the rhetoric was surprisingly unified.

Bai Lu looked at it and finally found that the fire had burned on her body.

She has always been a fan of the fighting type, how can she be indifferent to the Zhu Yang family's troubles?

Her anger instantly came up, and with this momentum, she began to lead her little fans to fight against black.

Bai Lu has been chasing Xiao Zeyu since his debut, and to this day, almost everyone in Xiao Zeyu's fan circle knows about her. She is also a small up master in the dance circle, and she has nearly one million fans on Weibo.

But the bad thing is that her appeal is too strong.

For a while, the square soon became a gathering place for Xiao Zeyu's fans.

There are more and more people, and this hot search has finally been topped by Hot One. At the same time, there is also a hot search that seems inconsequential and quietly climbed the list.

#严厉处罚饭圈撕逼现象#

This kind of hot search has always been thunder and rain, and you can see it every three or five times, but there is never any big action, and everyone doesn't take it seriously.

Bai Lu looked at the hot search square that had been washed clean, and smiled with satisfaction.

There were suddenly several more private messages in the background of Weibo, and it was only a few seconds since she withdrew from the hot search page, and the private messages kept ringing, she casually clicked on the top one, and glanced at it, and the whole person seemed to have encountered a thunderbolt from the sky.

"Lulu, you were hung up by the anti-black station......"

She didn't even have time to reply, she went to see the anti-black station non-stop and found out that it was true.

She pursed her lips tightly and opened the comment area with a heartbeat.

"I've long thought there was something wrong with her, and every time she tore with leg hair, it's not a problem."

"Agree upstairs, she has her own account on another website, and she has attracted a lot of small fans of our family under the banner of big fans, who knows if it's just to make money?"

"! Originally, this hot search had nothing to do with our family, but she made such a fuss that we seemed to be weak-hearted. ”

She flipped through them one by one, usually she posted a Weibo casually, and countless people responded, but now in this comment area, everyone shouted and hit.

She looked down dozens of comments in silence, and finally turned to a comment that spoke for her.

"Qinglu has been a fan since his brother's debut, even if there is something extreme, it won't be black......"

Qinglu is Bai Lu's Weibo ID.

In the blink of an eye, the comment stood out from hundreds of comments because there were hundreds of replies.

After another refresh, the only comment that helped her speak was gone in an instant.

Her hand holding the phone couldn't help but tremble, the window of the room was not closed, and the night breeze caused a chill down her spine.

The phone began to ring again, and she went back to look at her private messages, and there were already hundreds. Some fans who still believe in her come to comfort her, but more often come to scold her.

The viciousness of her words made her feel endless cold even though she was in June.

All she remembers that night was that she repeatedly opened a new DM, then exited and opened a new ......

The overwhelming amount of vicious words was like a huge wave that drowned her.

Eventually, she closed the private message, and the illuminated phone screen went off in her silence.

She burst out laughing.

She chased him for five years, every stage, every play, and never missed. From his unknown nationality to today's popularity of half the sky, she witnessed the whole process.

Now she is scolded by people who are also his fans, how can she not feel cold......

That night, Bai Lu curled up on her bed, hugged her knees, and sat all night.

The next day, when the sky was just white, she slowly got out of bed, put the rows of peripherals on the shelves and the magazines she loved yesterday into a box, and then pulled them downstairs and went straight to the trash can.

The carton was a bit big, and the trash can wasn't big enough to hold it, so it was just put aside.

She went upstairs without looking back.

The first rays of the morning sun shone on the cardboard box, and the contents of the box never saw the light of day again.

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