Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

"She has posted more than once against you on the Internet and is quite hostile to you. I would like to ask if there is any conflict between you two?" Long Yu told her.

contradiction?

She only had conflicts with her junior high school classmates because she was just an ordinary middle school student at that time. I once lit a fire with a friend I had known for a long time and made a sworn vows in the playground. We had quarrels and the friendship boat capsized one after another.

The life before becoming famous was vivid, and she remembered every classmate she had ever crossed paths with.

Life after becoming famous is confusing, and it is difficult for people or things to occupy a place in her limited brain capacity. Therefore, she has no impression of the character Liu Zhirou, and her name and face are very instrumental in her eyes.

But Long Yu's special emphasis meant that this person was full of malice towards her and was deliberately causing trouble.

After he and Xiaodong left, Sang Yue returned to the third floor to check with the crystal ball and projected the image displayed in the ball on the light screen. When campus life reappears, forgotten memories emerge in an instant, revealing a youthful and delicate face.

Liu Zhirou was indeed her classmate. The two only had a nod of acquaintance, exchanged a few words, and had no personal relationship.

If you have no personal relationships, you will naturally have no personal grudges.

But just like her assistant, just the attitude she reveals casually every day is enough to hurt the hearts of others. In fact, she was also a beautiful and sweet girl back then, and her melodious and pleasant accent made her appearance skyrocket.

The same age, the same student status, the same period of unbridled adolescence.

She envied her classmates' ordinary life, and they envied her starry life. It is common for people of the same age to get together to talk and gossip, and she was once one of them. The classmates each confided in their own frustrations, and so did she.

At that time, we had just met each other, and we had a strong desire to confide in strangers.

She has experienced and understood the depression of her classmates. Her experience is rare, and others cannot relate to it. It was their turn to comfort her, but what they got in return was endless envy and accusations, saying that she didn't know how lucky she was despite being blessed.

He said that if they also had this opportunity, they would not be afraid no matter how hard it was.

Liu Zhirou is one of them. She was the little diva's fan girl back then. Whenever the little diva enters the classroom, she will always come to talk to her among other students. She follows the little diva wherever she goes, like a follower.

Sang Yue remembers very clearly, especially during her college years, her second sister enrolled her in many courses. She was very tired from studying, but she had no one to talk to. Once she found someone to talk to, she would be accused of being unethical.

In essence, she is just an ordinary student, with all kinds of emotions and emotions.

She doesn't want to talk to her parents, siblings anymore at home, and whenever she talks, she is told to work hard. In the studio, I just finish my work numbly. When I go back to school, in addition to studying, I just empty my mind and give myself a short rest.

Since being taught a lesson that time, she has taken the initiative to distance herself from her classmates, without having time to get acquainted with each other and have a deeper understanding.

Little did he know that Liu Zhirou proudly said in her circle of friends and small groups that she and the little diva were good friends. With the instigation of relatives and friends, the other party finally plucked up the courage to invite her to his birthday party.

Seeing it through the light curtain, she clearly expressed her rejection on the spot.

But Liu Zhirou didn't accept her rejection and said excitedly:

"I don't care, I'll wait for you anyway! See you there!"

In this way, Liu Zhirou, her parents, and relatives waited at the hotel until after nine o'clock in the evening, and the whole family made a joke in front of relatives and friends.

After that, she became the little diva’s biggest fan. She has been a black man all her life. Whenever she is in a bad mood, she posts a black message online and enjoys the fun of disparaging female celebrities with the netizens in the comment area.

It doesn't matter, she is not money, and everyone can't like her. Moreover, as long as a large number of anti-fans are not causing trouble, it will have little impact on her career and life, and it will not even attract her attention.

What caught my attention now was not Liu Zhirou herself, but the coincidence between her and Lin Yun.

Seeing her numb expression in the light screen all day long, Sang Yue still felt a dull pain in her head. I couldn't help but rub my eyebrows, and managed to gather my energy to continue checking.

Ever since she took possession of the manor space and opened the door to a new world, she began to become turbulent and fearless.

Nervous, everyone has a conspiracy and wants to hurt me.

After reading it patiently, I didn't find that Lin Yun secretly cast spells on Liu Zhirou, such as hypnosis. Perhaps birds of a feather flock together, and almost all the friends Liu Zhirou makes hate the little diva.

Whenever the little diva is mentioned, she and her friends always say a few sarcastic words.

This time I posted Black Sang Yue because Liu Zhirou recalled old grudges after coming to Lanxi Village. I was close to my former classmates, but my status was as different as a world of difference, and my psychology began to become secretly unbalanced, so I started posting black posts.

It has nothing to do with Lin Yun or the Yue family, and there are no traces of other organizations or institutions.

Since her post couldn't be posted, the groundhog in the mobile phone group started screaming and cursing. Let out the anger that was held in my heart, and then calmly accept the reality that "the little diva's backstage is very hard".

The image in the light curtain is scattered, leaving the wall blank.

Sang Yue took out a mirror and looked at her hair. Oh, it has grown again. I picked up a hair style magazine and flipped through it a few times, choosing short hair again. He looked in the mirror, fiddled with his head a few times with his hands, and successfully got a cool new hairstyle.

After finishing combing and cutting, she looked in the mirror and couldn't help but feel sad.

Hey, it’s another day to miss my second sister. Let her see how her second sister is doing abroad. Has paralysis ever been cured? Injecting thoughts into the light curtain, before she could see the scene clearly, she heard a familiar and unique male voice -

"... Over the years, I feel that I have given back enough. I have provided resources to your artists. If your artists get into trouble, I am the one who cleans up the aftermath. Your studio is short of funds. How often have I not borrowed money from you whenever you ask? Sister Yin. , Don’t be greedy.”

In the hotel room, four people were sitting on the sofa in the living room. They are Sang Yin and Shang Yunzhou in wheelchairs, Feng Yeheng and manager Sister Yang.

"So what?" Sang Yin looked at him coldly, "If I hadn't passed the message for you back then, would you be where you are today? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have a chance to repay, and you just want to offset the few times you have done something? How human is it? Don’t be too vain.”

"A Yin, what you said is too much." Sister Yang used to have some gratitude and sympathy for her, but now there is no trace of it. "How can there be no unpaid kindness? A Heng is not your parents, how can it be difficult to repay her?" Responsible for the rest of your life?”

"I'm talking to him, what's the matter with you?" Sang Yin glanced at her harshly, not taking her seriously at all.

"You..." Sister Yang was angry.

Just as he was about to refute, Feng Yeheng raised his hand to stop him and said calmly:

"I still say the same thing, I have been completely benevolent to you, and I can't lend you endless money to treat your illness. Whatever you want to say online, please feel free to say it. This is your freedom. It's late at night, so be it. .”

"No," seeing him getting up, Shang Yunzhou, who had been pretending to be deaf and mute, became anxious and quickly got up to stop him, "Just this once! A Yin and I are at the end of our rope and have no money to treat her. You and Wanwan have known each other for a long time. In the field, you have the heart to ignore her second sister until she dies?"