The ray of Yin energy that Teacher Zhuang stretched out was grasped by his thin palm, and the Crow Ghost tried to pull him out of the computer!

The Crow Ghost made no effort to conceal his resentment, and pressed down like an overwhelming force, as if he wanted to crush Teacher Zhuang.

Teacher Zhuang could feel that this crow ghost was more resentful than the last time it attacked, and its resentment was stronger than his own. He had little chance of winning in a one-on-one fight now.

Teacher Zhuang clung to the computer tightly. Crow Ghost tried to pull her out for a long time but failed. Suddenly he smiled maliciously and said, "My friend, it doesn't matter if you don't come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, several pairs of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in the closed room...hiss, no, there were dozens of pairs of blood-red eyes!

A shrill crow cry suddenly sounded, and the crows lurking in the room spread their wings and surrounded the computer, all with their sharp beaks open, ready to peck the computer to pieces at any time.

Teacher Zhuang has never thought about what would happen if the computer was pecked to pieces.

However, Teacher Zhuang did not want to go back just like that, nor did he intend to sit there and wait for death.

"A Ya." Teacher Zhuang called out.

An extremely vivid expression appeared on the Crow Ghost's ferocious face: "Huh?" Who are you calling?

The Crow Ghost hissed, "It's no use trying to get close to someone."

"Didn't you call me your friend? Just chat with your friend," Teacher Zhuang said to herself, "I'm a makeup artist. I feel really bad looking at your face. I really want to pluck the feathers off your face, repair your skin, and trim your eyebrows."

The crow ghost became interested, and stared at the glowing computer with the crows in the room: "Oh, then do you have a way to make me grow feathers all over my body?"

“…No.”

"Forget it, hairless people are ugly..." The Crow Ghost suddenly realized that the atmosphere of the chat was too harmonious and something was wrong, so he cursed bluntly: "Bah, don't try to get close to me!"

Just as the Crow Ghost was about to order the crows to peck at the computer, Teacher Zhuang interrupted him again: "Crow, do you know why I want to chat with you?"

"Why?" The Crow Ghost asked subconsciously.

"I know that you possess a living person and have been spreading resentment online," Mr. Zhuang deliberately slowed down his voice. "I can't beat you, but I have a trick. Do you know what it is?"

"What is it?" The Crow Ghost suddenly had a very ominous premonition and said sternly, "You don't have to tell me! Peck! Peck him to pieces!"

All the crows swooped down on the computer at the same time, opened their sharp beaks, and pecked at it! At this moment, a pale figure emerged from the computer, quickly grabbed the crow ghost's neck, and pressed him to the ground!

The Crow Ghost was unable to move. He looked at the handsome young man who was suppressing him in horror and said intermittently: "How is it possible... Your resentment... is several times heavier..."

The vengeful spirit that was unable to resist him just now actually suppressed him in a short time!

"I can absorb the resentment on the Internet, especially the resentment of part-time workers. I didn't want to do this, but I don't want to return empty-handed." Teacher Zhuang curved the corners of his eyes with a little smile on his face: "If I don't solve your problem, Xiao may be in trouble."

Crow Ghost understood now, completely understood. It turned out that this guy was just trying to get close to him in order to buy time to absorb the resentment on the Internet, the resentment that he had created himself.

The Crow Ghost rolled his red eyes and said weakly: "Didn't you say... we are friends... let's chat..."

"Bye." Teacher Zhuang reached his hand into the eyes of the Crow Ghost and took out the blood jade fragment embedded in his eye.

At the same time, the flock of crows that were preparing to launch a sneak attack on Teacher Zhuang turned into clouds of smoke and disappeared.

Teacher Zhuang curled his lips and said, "How can it be useful to use my tricks against me?"

He glanced at the man lying on the ground. All the feathers on his face had disappeared, leaving only some scratches. A rotten crow was lying on his chest, emitting a smell of death.

Teacher Zhuang looked at the computer screen. The computer he possessed was pecked by the crow a few times and was slightly damaged, but not broken.

Another computer screen showed a chat interface. Someone anonymously placed an order with "吃瓜第一线", asking him to post a long Weibo post attacking Xi Guang, and the amount promised was quite large.

After Chiguadixian agreed, the sponsor transferred him a deposit and asked him to open the window, and the chat record came to an abrupt end.

Teacher Zhuang looked at the window and found that there was indeed a small crack on it.

The crow ghost came in through the window, possessed a living person, and then started to stir up trouble on the Internet.

Teacher Zhuang wanted to check the anonymous account, but found that the account had been cancelled. "Xia Junyan" was really good at hiding.

Teacher Zhuang waved his hand, and the unconscious man lying on the ground stood up. He sat in front of the computer like a sleepwalker, took screenshots of the evidence, and posted the news on Weibo in one go.

Teacher Zhuang was about to go back when he suddenly saw a blood-red spot on his sleeve.

I absorbed too much resentment just now, but it will slowly disappear if I stay with Xiaoshi.

Teacher Zhuang raised his hand to cover up the red color before going into the computer and returning to Shi Xi.

"Shi Xiao, it's a crow ghost puppet." Teacher Zhuang handed the blood jade fragment to Shi Xi.

"Such a big piece?" Shi Xi walked around him half a circle: "Are you hurt?"

"No one was injured," Mr. Zhuang briefly recounted what happened over there, and glossed over the fighting part with one sentence: "Take a look at the reactions online."

After the "first line of melon eaters" blew themselves up, the wind direction completely reversed.

The evidence is so strong that although no one knows why he blew himself up, there is no reason to believe his article anymore - this article was completely fabricated to discredit Xiguang!

All those who followed the trend and criticized others in the comment section before were responded to hundreds of times and slapped in the face repeatedly.

"This wave of rhythm is over," Shi Xi said, "What is the purpose of 'Xia Junyan' doing this? Is he trying to cause trouble for me, or is he conducting an experiment?"

"What experiment?"

Shi Xi said: "Creating resentment on the Internet."

"I don't think he has any deep intentions," said Mr. Zhuang. "He just wants to hurt people."

"I agree," Zhang Qingyu said angrily, "He is a pervert."

Lin Ying: “It’s hard not to agree.”

At eleven o'clock late at night, a big shot in the internal forum of metaphysics saw a post. The poster posted two pictures and said that someone on Weibo said that the talismans in the pictures were fake. The poster and the trolls had been arguing for dozens of floors, but the winner was still undecided.

The boss snorted coldly, followed the ID in the picture to find the source of the painting, and without saying anything, reposted the Weibo, attached two photos of runes in ancient books, and captioned:

[Young people nowadays don’t even know the genuine Calming and Suppressing Evil Talismans. They say they are fake without any evidence. Have you seen the photos? The talismans in these two paintings are real, and they are painted quite well! ]

Most of the boss’s fans are night owls, and they forwarded and commented one after another.

[This painter is really awesome. One of her paintings is worth 30 million. I didn't expect she can also draw talismans. Amazing.]

[Xi Guang's evil-repelling talisman is very famous. She once saved a girl. Those who say it's fake are probably trying to discredit her.]

[Xi Guang is really miserable, if you see anyone spreading rumors, please send the big boss’s Weibo to him! ]

Shi Xi had just woken up when he saw this Weibo post on the homepage, and then he woke up with a smile.

The man who posted a Weibo to help her refute the rumor is a well-known Taoist master with a verified Weibo account. With this Weibo post from him, no one will dare to say that the talisman in the painting is fake.

Then, Shi Xi saw the apology Weibo post from "吃瓜第一线". After this person regained consciousness, he must have been terribly scared.

After the noise died down, only one topic related to the exhibition remained on the hot searches: a real repo of a cutting-edge art exhibition!

In this topic, visitors exchanged their experiences and thoughts about the exhibition and shared beautiful photos, while passers-by felt the atmosphere of the exhibition through these texts and photos. It was a very harmonious scene.

On the way to put on makeup, Shi Xi heard the two makeup artists chatting again.

"That marketing account blew itself up. You have nothing to say now, right?" Xiaomai said proudly, "I said Xiguang's paintings are worth that price."

"I really have nothing to say," Wenwen said in a muffled voice, "I'll be more careful with my words next time. I was deceived by a marketing account this time, and I almost offended the two leading actors... I felt really bad yesterday, and I even sent a private message to Xiguang to apologize."

"It's my duty," Xiaomai said, "Teacher Shi and the others will probably be here soon, so let's not talk about this topic anymore."

After the dressing room returned to silence, Shi Xi walked in: "Good morning."

"Good morning, Teacher Shi!"

Just as Shi Xi sat down, Ruan Shu also came.

Shi Xi greeted her: "Good morning."

"Good morning, I have good news to share with you," Ruan Shu said with a smile on her face, which made her features more vivid: "Mr. Lu has reviewed Xiguang's paintings."

Shi Xi didn't expect to hear news about himself from Ruan Shu, and was a little confused: "Which Mr. Lu?"

Ruan Shu said: "The Chinese painting master Lu Liangcheng."

Shi Xi: “!!!”

"Mr. Lu gave us a review of our paintings!" Xiguang was even more excited than Shixi. He was no longer shy. He wanted to rush out and run around the film and television city three times. His voice was a little trembling. "He is my favorite painter. His splash-color landscape paintings are unique! Xiaoshi, go and see what Mr. Lu said."

"I was also surprised when I first found out," Ruan Shu thought for a moment, "Maybe the owner of the Crescent Gallery asked the old man to comment on Xi Guang's paintings. Ordinary people can't ask him, but Mr. Lu's comments are indeed very pertinent."

"Well, I'll go check it out."

Shi Xi searched for Mr. Lu’s Weibo. He seldom used Weibo and would occasionally share some knowledge about his life and art. His latest Weibo post was a photo of a piece of letter paper.

Mr. Lu actually wrote his comments on her painting in handwriting.

Looking at the lines of calligraphy that were as sharp as swords, Shi Xi's eyes turned red. The old man was really serious.

"My friend Xiguang's ink paintings are full of spirit and inspire the soul. I would like to offer two or three suggestions. First, you can relax your brushwork a little bit... I hope you can practice more. My friend Xiguang, you have a promising future."

After reading Mr. Lu's comments, Shi Xi let out a sigh of relief and silently kept Mr. Lu's advice in mind.

"You seem to be more touched than I am," Ruan Shu patted her shoulder gently: "Are you also a fan of Xi Guang?"

The author has something to say:

I probably won't be able to write tomorrow, so I'll take a leave here. Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-08-17 20:32:23~2022-08-17 23:30:01~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 17 bottles of Yu Ning; 5 bottles of putting a brazier to get rid of bad luck;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!