"Hahaha, everyone come and see! There's a donkey here, and its braying is awful!"
"No problem, bro. This guy's name is Yang Dalv. No wonder he brays so foully. Of course a donkey's bray sounds awful."
"Stop cursing, Teacher Da Kun said he doesn't care, so I don't care either, I don't care..."
"Teacher Yang is indeed a very busy person. After all, he has to work hard every day, and he's really exhausted!"
"You guys are killing me with laughter! So, you're saying our Teacher Da Kun sang the Welding March pretty well, huh?!"
...
"I really want to slap you twice across the face. What's wrong with being too soft-hearted? You've set the music scene back thirty years!"
"That's right, my old man loves Xu Lu's song 'Too Softhearted' so much. I'm here to scold you on behalf of my old man."
"Yang Dakun probably hasn't figured out his current situation yet. You're the one who's outdated, but Xu Lu isn't."
“Da Kun, you say ‘being too soft-hearted’ is bad, but the song you sing is just as bad and grating as a dog barking.”
"This guy is a complete idiot, that's the diagnosis. Everyone, wake him up with your urine, his diabetes will regress, don't give him any sweetness."
...
Seeing these overwhelmingly negative comments, Yang Dakun was completely dumbfounded.
I only made a few phone calls, and when I came back, my Weibo account had been taken over by others.
Moreover, it's not hard to tell from the comments that these are all fans of that kid named Xu Lu!
"This is outrageous! A newcomer dares to shit on the heads of us veterans!"
Thinking of this, Yang Dakun was furious and started making phone calls to call for more people.
He wants to let these young people who are just entering the industry know that seniors are seniors and they should be respected.
...
"That Teacher Da Kun is really something, why is he arguing with a young man? Oh well, let's stand up for him out of friendship!"
After hanging up the phone, renowned musician Xiaoying muttered something to himself.
However, she was quite clever and didn't plan to create her own separate post; she just intended to repost Yang Dakun's post.
However, as soon as Teacher Xiaoying entered Yang Dakun's Weibo, he was dumbfounded.
She thought she had come to the wrong place because she was surprised to find that the comments section was full of people cursing Yang Dakun.
"this……"
Seeing this, Teacher Xiaoying's desire to repost the video quickly faded, and the thought of protecting herself took over.
"My goodness, who has Da Kun messed with? This is terrifying!"
Teacher Xiaoying looked terrified.
She immediately felt fortunate.
Fortunately, I didn't post a message directly in support of Yang Dakun, otherwise her Weibo would probably be flooded with comments by now.
There are actually quite a few people like Teacher Xiaoying.
They had all received a call from Yang Dakun and were preparing to offer him their support.
But soon, these cunning people realized something was wrong, and their promised help remained just words.
Yang Dakun made a round of phone calls, originally thinking he could turn the situation around quickly.
Who knew that no matter how long he waited, his Weibo account was still marked as "enemy-occupied territory," with no sign of improvement whatsoever!
"This shouldn't be happening. So many people are condemning that newcomer named Xu Lu, and here I am in this terrible state."
Yang Dakun was stunned.
He finally remembered to check his friends' Weibo accounts to find out exactly how they had helped him.
However, upon closer inspection, his already high blood pressure spiked once again.
He discovered that none of his friends, who had claimed they would help him, had actually done anything about it.
"I've met the wrong person! I've met the wrong person! Are people all so hypocritical these days? The pop music scene in Daxia is completely hopeless!"
Yang Dakun shouted.
It's a lament that the golden age of pop music is gone forever, and also a lament about the injustice of fate...
But what Yang Dakun probably didn't know was that he harbored hostility towards the new music talent, Xu Lu.
They didn't even know that their fans had already carried out a form of 'bullying' online.
Of course, the assistant Zhao Ting knew this.
She manages the live stream and is fully aware of her fans' every move.
"Hmph, huh? Now you know how powerful Brother Xu's fans are, don't you!"
Looking at Yang Dakun's Weibo, which had already been flooded with comments, the assistant smiled with satisfaction.
Of course, she did not contribute to this matter; it was all the fans' spontaneous actions.
In response to Xu Lu's question, the assistant replied as follows.
"real?"
Xu Lu didn't quite believe it after hearing this, and stared at the other person for a while.
"Well... most of it is true. I just used a secondary account to express a few opinions!"
Unable to withstand the pressure of being stared at, the assistant could only reluctantly tell the truth.
She was initially quite worried that if she told the truth, Xu Lu would accuse her of acting on her own initiative.
To everyone's surprise, Xu Lu clapped his hands after hearing this and praised him directly:
"That's more like it! Next time you encounter this situation, please be a little more aggressive, okay?"
Don't use any alternate accounts anymore, remember to use my main account to comment next time..."
Hearing this, the assistant was dumbfounded:
"Really? Mr. Xu, you're not joking with me, are you? Or are you being sarcastic?"
Do I look like I'm joking?
Xu Lu glared at the other person, annoyed, and said:
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