Chapter 33 He knelt before the bed, tightly holding Shi Nian's hand.

As more people posted, a small-scale discussion emerged—

Qiqian: I watched it live. The best performance of the whole show was actually "Yesterday Once More". Both the song content and the singer's professionalism were the best of the night. But now, watching the live clips, it seems very average. It's strange.

Friday: Upstairs, I was also in the audience. When I came out, I was thinking of reviewing the footage, but then they showed me that thing. What happened? Was there a problem with the live stream?

Qiqian: I don't know. Have any other people noticed this problem?

This then sparked a small-scale discussion—

"You two upstairs, you must be die-hard fans of Yining, right? I think the best performance of the whole show was 'Micro Love'!"

"Yes, although 'Yesterday Once More' is very good, it's still not as good as 'Micro Love'. Besides, our Weiwei isn't a professional singer, so this song is even more valuable!"

"Yes, Vivi is simply a genius!"

"As for that person named Qiqian, although I also prefer the style of 'Yesterday Once More,' there's no need to be so insistent. 'White Moonlight' and 'Vermilion Mole' are both great. Why does 'Yesterday Once More' have to be superior to 'Micro Love'?"

Qiqian replied again: "No, I was just raising a normal question. I liked both 'Micro Love' and 'Yesterday Once More' during the live broadcast, but the live performance of 'Yesterday Once More' was more explosive, especially the violin solo at the end, which was absolutely amazing. This clip didn't show its effect at all!"

"Alright, Qiqian, we know you're a die-hard fan of Yining. Stop trying to defend him. Don't you think so many netizens can see that? You think you're so great?"

The netizen named Qiqian initially just raised a question, but after being told this, his rebellious nature came out.

He wrote several hundred words, analyzing aspects such as stage design, lighting, and sound quality in his reply to netizens.

After sending it, he waited for a reply, but no one replied.

Looking back, I found that his comments had been deleted.

Scrolling back further, all of his other posts have also disappeared!

Harmony Law?

But he didn't say anything offensive; he just raised a question!

? ? ?

Qiqian opened the private messages of another audience member named Friday and sent a message to them.

Qiqian: Hello, I am a live audience member of "The Voice of Heaven". My comments have disappeared. How are you doing?

However, as soon as he posted it, it showed that he had violated the website's rules and was banned from posting for 7 days.

Clicking on the profile of the user named "Friday Netizen," I discovered that they had also been banned for 7 days.

If before it was just a bit of a rebellious attitude, now this netizen Qiqian is absolutely furious.

This is bullying!

Isn't this just the "covering mouth" technique?

No wonder he said no one mentioned it; it turns out everyone was kept quiet.

Qiqian was no pushover either. She immediately found a secondary account, contacted a bunch of people, and created a hashtag #YesterdayReplaySoundQuality# to boost the buzz.

Just as the hype was building up.

Shi Nian looked at the message Lu Yanzhi had sent on her phone.

Lu Yanzhi: [Grandpa's condition is not good, he wants to see you.]

Shi Nian gripped her phone tightly, and an old figure appeared before her eyes.

Old Master Lu...

She recalled that she married Lu Yanzhi to bring good luck to the old man.

That day, the two of them knelt in front of the old man's hospital bed. He held her hand and said to the old man, "Grandpa, I brought Niannian to see you."

"Niannian and I are getting married."

At that time, although the old man was already seriously ill, he still pointed at Lu Yanzhi and said, "If you don't really like her, then don't waste her life. I don't need you to sacrifice yourselves to bring her good luck!"

The Lu family started its business when Old Master Lu went into business. It can be said that Old Master Lu was the cornerstone of the entire Lu family.

Everyone must listen to him whenever he speaks.

How could I not be moved?

That day, Lu Yanzhi swore in front of the old man's sickbed that he truly loved her and would definitely treat her well.

But now...

Finally, Shi Nian closed her eyes.

Times have changed.

Lu Yanzhi has already filed for divorce, and they have already gone to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Delaying telling the elderly that they were in the divorce cooling-off period was the most she could do.

She doesn't intend to do any more, nor is she capable of doing so.

Thinking it over, Shi Nian exited the message interface.

On the other side.

Lu Yanzhi sat in the back seat of the Bentley, looking at the messages he had sent on his phone.

Three minutes have passed.

She still didn't reply.

Lu Yanzhi scrolled up and suddenly realized that the last time she replied to his message was before they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

He looked out the window at the rain.

When was the last time you saw it?

It was about three days ago, at the hospital.

Her forehead was wrapped in gauze, and she only spoke three sentences to him from beginning to end.

"What are you doing!"

"What happened?"

And when he left, she called out, "A-Zhi."

Even the first two sentences weren't addressed to him alone.

For some reason, he suddenly missed her.

She fell down the stairs, and I don't know what happened to her.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Lu Yanzhi didn't know what was wrong with him.

I've been thinking about it frequently today.

The image of the masked woman flashed through my mind.

Perhaps it's because of that woman.

Let him remember that bright, cheerful, and loving Shi Nian.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the Bentley window. Lu Yanzhi looked up and saw Han Wei standing outside the window.

"Brother Yanzhi!"

Han Wei opened the car door and sat down next to him.

Subconsciously, Lu Yanzhi put away his phone.

Han Wei glanced at it, seemingly seeing nothing, but as she turned to close the car door, a flash of hatred crossed her eyes.

When she turned around, Han Wei had a smile on her face.

She asked with concern, "Did you trouble Brother Yanzhi to pick me up? Did you wait long?"

"It's alright," Lu Yanzhi replied.

"That's good," Han Wei said with a smile.

The driver started the car and drove the two of them through the rain-soaked city.

Han Wei was talking about the interesting things that happened on set, and Lu Yanzhi listened to her half-heartedly.

For some reason, what kept replaying in his mind was the masked woman's words to him: "You should ask her what she said to me."

“…Brother Yanzhi, Brother Yanzhi?” Han Wei’s voice came.

Lu Yanzhi then came to his senses.

He glanced at Han Wei, indicating that he needed something.

"Yanzhi, what are you thinking about?" Han Wei asked. "I've noticed you've been lost in thought for a long time."

Lu Yanzhi looked at Han Wei's face.

Pale, sickly, and heartbreaking to look at.

Finally, he spoke up: "What did you say to Yining today?"