Jiang Xi never fights an unprepared battle.

  In her past life, she was able to plan for many years just to successfully escape the demon cave. In this life, she would even less likely entrust her life to vague probabilities - especially since her parents are still alive and living a happy life.

  She still went back to her room and finished her homework step by step. By the time she had completed everything, it was almost nine o'clock.

  Xiao Yan watched from the side with a typical emperor's calm demeanor, while Jiang Xi was still slowly packing his bag. The large lead-printed words seemed to be jumping out of his brain:

  Host, your decision today is extremely reckless.

  Reckless?

  Jiang Xi smiled and leaned forward, placing his backpack against the corner of the desk: "Where's the recklessness?"

  The host rarely wanted to bother with it, and Xiao Yan inexplicably felt a thrill of excitement, even the square characters seemed smaller:

  Before you humans invest in a project, you always conduct repeated risk assessments. Although this deal has a high return on investment, the risk value is as high as 70%, with only a 30% chance of winning.

  Xiao Yan explained it in one go.

  Jiang Xi Zui jiao gou le gou: 【Xiao Qian, zhang ke bu shi zhe me suan de. 】

  Translation:

  Jiang Xi mouthed a hook: "Little Lead, accounts aren't calculated this way."

  She gazed at the palm-sized Bodhi grass with half-closed eyes, its leaves a vibrant emerald green and its branches a pure white jade. The entire plant was radiating a glass-like luster that others couldn't see, but she could sense it. The roots of the Bodhi grass were growing stronger by the minute.

  How big will Ah Xin grow up to be?

  Xiao Yan fell silent for a moment: "I don't know."

  The host took out another white paper from the table and scribbled some calculations, all of which were incomprehensible terms, Xiao Tian also became spiritless.

  Tang Gu was comfortably washing up at home, thinking about the big meal he had at Jiang Xi's house today. He then arranged bottles and jars in a row and took a family photo, captioning it "Jiang auntie's special dish, I'm fatso, this is my first time eating such delicious sauce dishes, even just mixing with rice can make a satisfying meal!" and posted it on Weibo.

  "Three thousand waters" replied: "Please watch out for your beer belly."

  A group of people laughing below.

  Three thousand waters, is the studio's registered Weibo account for Jiang Xi, and also bought 200,000 zombie fans to avoid looking too embarrassing. The avatar is a buck-toothed rabbit.

  Jiang Xi had just finished responding when Tang Gu's phone call came in.

  "Girl, haven't you gone to sleep yet?"

  Brother Tang.

  Jiang Xi shouted.

  "Since we can't sleep, let's discuss what to do next." Taniya was also excited and couldn't fall asleep.

  "Tang Ge still remembers that plan of mine?"

  "I remember." Tōkoku sighed, "Your plan was completely arranged according to the previous situation, what a pity."

  "It's a pity, the principle... is universal." Jiang Xi thought about his words, "Tang Ge, arrange for me to enter the live broadcast room of Lemon Fruit tomorrow, and I want the time for the first and last songs."

  "That girl? Still want two songs from head to tail?"

  Tang Guo raised an eyebrow, this Fruit is currently the most popular female anchor in the studio, her singing skills are not outstanding, but her voice is sweet and she knows how to get things done, with many male fans.

  "Right." Jiang Xi's gentle voice carried a hint of determination: "It's her..."

  Tang Gu refused: "No way, Guo Guo is impatient, and besides..."

  Talking behind someone's back isn't very moral, but not talking about it won't do either. "The temperament is as small as a needle tip. If you go to her platform to sing, that's like taking food from a tiger's mouth, she'll definitely tear you apart."

  Everyone wants to be in the music industry, and the overlap of fans is very high.

  Jiang Xi's behavior, in the anchor circle, is called "pulling fans". If the relationship is good, it's fine. But if not... that's just snatching food from each other's bowls and turning against each other in a split second. The infighting in the anchor circle is different from the entertainment circle, where they openly confront each other without hiding anything, to the point of making you question life itself.

  "Tang Ge, you're the boss, can't even keep him in check?"

  The voice of Ya Tou Pian Zi came from the phone, both provocative and annoying. Tang Gu flipped his eyes: "Got it, you'd better not mess around. There are only four days left, and you'll have to participate in the competition with your true identity."

  Yes, amateur——

  After all, being a lone commander is not an amateur, what is it?

  The competition will be held in S city this weekend, lasting for two days.

  The first day was a 16-to-8 and 8-to-4 knockout round, and the second day went straight to the semifinals and finals.

  Perhaps following the tradition of the host world, where the winner takes all, the organizer of "The Masked Singer" also removed the veil of warmth. This competition has no second or third place, only first place, only a champion.

  Whether or not we win the championship is like heaven and earth apart.

  "Have you thought it through?"

  "I've thought it through."

  "Got it, wait for me."

  Tang Gu's words were perfect, but on the second day when he went to the company, he was blocked in the office by Ning Meng in advance.

  "What's wrong?"

  Tang Baozi scratched his head in confusion, but that matter hadn't been mentioned yet.

  Lemon Fruit Ring Chest looked at him: "Tang Ge, this thing... isn't done quite right."

  "What's the big deal? It's just two songs! No need to make a fuss."

  Tang Gu said casually, seeing the lemon fruit on her face looking stunned, and immediately reacted that she didn't find him for this matter.

  "What two songs?"

  "What's the hurry? You rushed over here like you're collecting a debt or something?"

  In general, except for a fixed meeting every week to determine the theme and plan, the host does not need to meet with the boss at other times.

  "Tang Ge, with such a good opportunity, you didn't think of me, your little sister, but instead gave it to a newcomer who hasn't even shown her face, isn't that not quite right?" Lemon GuoGuo fiddled with the tip of her newly done nail, smiling ambiguously.

  Tang Gu: Opportunity? Has the news of the masked singer been leaked?

  From receiving the invitation letter to informing Jiang Xi, he didn't exchange a word with anyone else.

  That brother is very lazy and won't say anything outside.

  Lemon can be a good assistant in the workshop, and she has some skills in observing people's words and expressions.

  "Ha ha, it's not just me who knows, everyone in the studio knows. The program team called our company early this morning to confirm the news."

  "Do you want to go too?"

  Tang Gu put down his briefcase and sat on the sofa, and Guo Guo also sat down beside him.

  "Who in the office doesn't want to go? If it weren't for me holding them back, do you think they wouldn't riot? Even if nothing comes of it, at least they can show their faces in front of the audience and gain some fame."

  Tang Gu's legs were spread apart: "Haha, a person's abilities are as big as the food they eat. This opportunity was earned by Sanqian Shui himself and has nothing to do with our work studio."

  "It doesn't matter?"

  "What's with that little girl's big attitude?"

  She had heard people from the workshop say that this little girl was particularly good-looking.

  "It doesn't matter anymore, it's none of our business." Tōkoku sold a pass, "But there is one thing I'd like to ask you, will you do it or not?"

  Looking at such a big cake in front of me and can't eat it, Lemon Fruit's good mood is gone: "What's wrong?"

  "Tonight's live broadcast, you cleared out the first and last two songs, brought a thousand three hundred water."

  "None of your business."

  Lemon Fruit is a typical internet celebrity face, European-style double eyelids, pointed chin, and when she stares, her eyes seem to be about to pop out: "She's got a big background, why does she have to step on my head and take a dump? Qingqing Cao, Lulu, they're also singers, go find them."

  No one would mind having more fans.

  "Guo Guo, your words are quite unpleasant."

  "If you don't want to hear it, then don't drag me into doing it. Ask the big bird if he's willing to bring a game anchor, is he willing? The pie is only that big, and you still let others come and share, I've worked hard to get to this position, it's not easy?"

  "Guo Guo, do you still remember what we said when we signed the contract?"

  Lemon's face changed color.

  All contracted internet celebrities must unconditionally obey the company's reasonable work arrangements, as stated in black and white in the contract.

  "I remember."

  "If you still want to work in the studio, then bring it."

  Hit a stick and give a sweet date, Tang Gu did this very skillfully, and comforted: "Besides, that girl's fake masked singer is already set, if she comes out on top in the end, maybe she'll still be thinking of you. And besides, this time, she won't show her face."

  Not showing one's face?

  It's good to keep a low profile.

  Her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes lit up, this deal sounds interesting.

  It's not worth making a fuss with the studio now, and besides, Tang Paozi's place doesn't have those annoying unwritten rules, everyone's resources are pretty fair, whoever is capable will stand out.

  "Since it's Brother Tang who asked me to bring you along, I have to give you some face."

  The fruit words sound good, and Tang Gu is satisfied.

  When calling Jiang Xi, he said a few words of advice, "Little Creek, this matter is not handled properly, you should be careful too, don't go provoke that explosive-tempered girl, otherwise... you'll get into trouble."

  "Don't worry."

  She... would absolutely never take the initiative to provoke others.

  Unfortunately, the bright light in his eyes revealed that his master's thoughts were not entirely pure.

  ************************

  At 9:30, Jiang Xi entered the live broadcast room of Ningmeng Guoguo on time. The name of this live broadcast room is quite childish, called "Queue up and eat fruit". But the host of the live broadcast room is not very innocent, wearing a low-cut suspender outfit, with two artificial water balls printed with tattoos, which are very eye-catching.

  Live broadcast circle strange phenomenon.

  Jiang Xi shifted his gaze away nonchalantly and made a great effort to focus his attention on the barrage.

  1.2 million, still quite a lot of people.

  "Lemon fruit sounds sweet: 'It's time for Fruit Fruit live broadcast again, do babies want Fruit Fruit?'"

  "I want."

  "Queue + 1."

  "Queue + positive infinity."

  Endless love flooded the screen, occasionally mixed with a few planes. Compared to the amount of gifts Jiang Xi saw in Tang Gu's live broadcast room that day, it was still a bit short. It seems that there aren't many tycoons.

  The barrage is urging Guo Guo to sing a song.

  "Hasn't everyone noticed that there's something extra in Guo Guo's live streaming room?"

  "Special guest?"

  "Alright!" Guo Guo clapped her hands, and the screen erupted in a frenzy of comments: "Let me introduce you to our new studio member, she's also great at singing! Today, the first song on my live stream will be performed by this 3000-water MM~~~"

  Bullets are flying everywhere, saying don't listen to newcomers sing, listen to GuoGuo sing.

  Jiang Xi quietly watched the performance of Ning Meng, "That won't do, as a sister, I must have some sisterly demeanor. Don't worry, I'll put on a special show for you all later."

  Three thousand people were holding up their phones, connected in a line, but all the audience saw was a sea of black: had the cameras been turned off?

  "This little sister is a bit shy, everyone's words shouldn't be too intense, don't scare her."

  Guo Guo said softly and adorably, although most of the audience still expressed their desire to hear Guo Guo sing, they were not harsh on newcomers.

  "Hello everyone, I am Sanqian Shui."

  After years of training, the voice is deliberately controlled, even breathing is different from that of a half-ordained monk, clear, clear as if it were creek water, and after tasting again, there is a long-lasting aftertaste, the tail tone is fascinating, the barrage has been brushed.

  "The new singer's voice sounds great!"

  "Ears are pregnant!"

  Guo Guo smiled and said: "Welcome new singer MM, does everyone have a song they want to sing? New singer MM knows many songs."

  She actually wanted to see how this Sanqian Shui would react.

  If she can't even get over this small hurdle, then on "The Masked Singer" she'll only be eliminated by others, and there's no need for her to hold on. Lemon Fruit absolutely refuses to admit that she's motivated by jealousy.

  The two had previously discussed and agreed on the program.

  Everyone has a different vocal range and tone, so there will always be a suitable genre of music for them. For example, if someone who sings folk songs tries to sing rock, it just won't quite work.

  The lemon's mind is really too shallow and can be seen through at a glance.

  Host, this human is very bad.

  Jiang Xi was unaffected, looking at the voting screen, and before long, a "Qing Zang Gaoyuan" was voted out.

  This song, the difficulty is lower than dolphin sound, but the high-pitched eight-degree falsetto needs to be sung with a rich and smooth tone, which is not easy. From the original singer's vocal line, Jiang Xi's voice...is too clear and too thin.

  "Everyone is so mischievous."

  Guo Guo smiled brightly: "Shui Shui, want to change to another one?"

  "It's fine," Jiang Xi said in a soft voice, "This will do."

  The window is pitch black, nothing can be seen.

  The barrage gradually subsided.

  "Who brings the ancient call..."

  With a loud and clear opening, the melody gradually rose, suddenly soaring high, filling the audience's ears, as if towering mountains and continuous peaks appeared before their eyes.

  The sound of the qin sinks down, sinking to the very bottom, like an eternal and unchanging land, thick and deeply loved. Suddenly it rises high, soaring to the point where the soul is stirred, as if catching a glimpse of the most beautiful sunrise, blue sky, white clouds, everything just right.

  Dazzling high-pitched sound, piercing eardrums, stirring the soul.

  The live room was quiet, and the barrage seemed to be muted, only scrolling by after a long time: 6666666......

  It seems like nothing else can express it except this sentence.

  Lemon was also startled for a moment, she had been trained for half a year, outsiders see the excitement, insiders see the doorway, this three thousand water's foundation, can't be achieved without ten or eight years of training.

  Breathing is stable, and the tone transition is also smooth enough.

  The most critical thing is her voice, which has too high a recognition rate. As soon as she starts singing, others will know that it's her Sanqian Shui and not someone else.

  This is purely a gift from heaven, and others can't help but envy it.

  Free from technique, Sanqian Shui's emotions are kneaded into the song extremely well, completely unlike something a young girl can sing with such thickness and passion.

  "Thank you to all the audience who are willing to give Sanqian Shui a song time, now I will return the live room back to Guo Guo Jie."

  As soon as Jiang Xi's words fell, the live broadcast screen went crazy and brushed up, "Water water come again!"

  "One more song + 1."

  "Another one + 2."

  "Go crazy for water."

  "Focused on listening, forgot to record audio, burst into tears!"

  A string of planes bombed down, and Lemon Fruit's mouth corners were a bit stiff.

  Jiang Xi hung up the phone.

  Lemon Fruit stared at the screen, where a large number of "666" and "Kneel down for 3000 water live broadcast room" comments were popping up, but all she could think of was that her head was on top of a lush green meadow - those unstable wall-top fans of hers were about to run away.

  The already small heart was aching and tight, thinking of the ending still having one more to go, everything in front of me was about to turn black.

  Don't listen to Tang Ya's nonsense!

  The masked singer competition on the river, whether she can get out of her head or not, those big anchors won't just watch, but now that she's making a wedding dress for herself, her own fans will probably turn against her.

  Lemon has always been very clear about its positioning.

  Looks? Not particularly outstanding among internet celebrities; Singing? Better than some but worse than others.

  To put it bluntly, she's been relying on her fans to eat off their youth, if the fans leave, she won't even have enough food to fill her belly, let alone have the energy to cling to someone's thigh. Whether or not she can cling to someone's thigh is another story altogether.

  Lemon fruit is thoroughly thought out, and there will be no preparation at all.

  Making an excuse to touch up her makeup, she took out her phone and contacted a company that specialized in online marketing, asking them to "blacken" someone's reputation.

  "Who's black?"

  "A newcomer named Sanqian Shui."

  "Success."

  As long as the money is in place, these online marketing promoters won't care whether the person being blacklisted is black or white.

  The Last Song.

  Jiang Xi received a warm welcome as soon as he entered the scene.

  Lemon smiled very sincerely and kindly: "For the last song, let's just let Shui Shui decide what to sing, okay?"

  "Whatever the water says, we listen."

  The barrage is very neat.

  Jiang Xi smiled slightly: "Alright, then let's have a song 'I Like You'."

  Cantonese version.

  Jiang Xi's voice is very clear, when lowered, it becomes even more subtle, just humming softly by the ear, singing lightly, yet the melancholy is like rain threads that wrap people in, unable to escape.

  This is a thousand sails passing by, but it seems more heart-wrenching than the original singer's sadness, not heartbreaking, but helpless.

  This time, the barrage fell silent for an even longer period of time.

  Compared with the passionate grandeur of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, this serenity seems to penetrate deeper into one's heart.

  Just as countless people wanted to brush up on "666", the barrage was unknowingly occupied by countless "doubts and ridicule".

  "The host didn't show up from start to finish, must be lip-syncing."

  "With this kind of talent, why become a net celebrity instead of going into the entertainment industry?"

  "I recorded the previous one as an audio and took it to a big shot in the industry, do you know what he said? This part is absolutely pre-recorded, edited countless times. Fools, got cheated?"

  "The anchor doesn't show his face, either he's guilty or ugly beyond recognition."

  “……”

  When a person's emotions have accumulated to a peak, and they are on the verge of being deeply moved to the point of death or life, if someone pokes fun at them, then it is not that they will transfer their anger to the person who poked fun at them... but rather give their moving emotions to those people.

  Jiang Xi's song is really good, too good.

  Especially blending with deep emotions and true feelings, it's more like singing a segment of life.

  Lemon fruit just saw the wall head powder Qiqi towards Sanqian water opening fire, and in a short while, the barrage was occupied by all kinds of dirty words, even if there were a few sentences to help explain, they were quickly drowned out.

  She panicked and said: "Shui Shui is absolutely not that kind of person... Shui Shui, say something!"

  Say something?

  Jiang Xi hooked up her lips and pretended she didn't exist.

  The phone screen glowed with a blue light, flickering uncertainly, and the colorful fonts slid across the screen in a dazzling array, shining into the girl's eyes, where there was a clear and calm expanse, untainted by dust, as if these disturbances had never disturbed her.

  If you ignore the arm wrapped around you once again.

  The host, surprisingly, didn't deduct points.

  The tone of Xiao Lu's astonishment can be inferred from those jumping lead characters.

  Jiang Xi silently stared at the screen for a while before speaking:

  Of course not.

  Xiao Yan was confused.

  Do you still remember the video of me and Liu Yun having a conflict?

  Of course I remember.

  At that time, it was passed on by classmates and uploaded online, has my popularity value changed because of this?

  Xiao Yan only then noticed this, if he had eyes, they would definitely be wide with wonder, his tone full of admiration: "Incredible."

  I didn't show up there either.

  So, the necessary increase in popularity value must be on this "I" factor, a part of the body is not an integral "I". There's no "I" in this video, got it?

  Wow.

  Xiao Ling let out a soft cry.

  Tang Gu called over, he had been paying attention to the live broadcast data all along, his tone was somewhat anxious and exasperated: "Is this the result you wanted?"

  A young girl was scolded online and as an adult, it's uncomfortable to watch.

  "It's clear that your Guo Guo has lived up to my understanding of her, and it's been a very successful completion."

  Jiang Xi hooked his lips, and there was no smile in his eyes. "Next, it's up to you, Tang Ge."

  "Do you really want someone to fabricate rumors for you?"

  She is still a little girl.

  Tang Gu was afraid that she couldn't hold on, and the keyboard warriors' mouths would become vicious, to the point where they could drive someone into depression in just a few minutes.

  "In a desperate situation, one can survive."

  Jiang Xi's voice was very light, with a hint of helplessness, as if laughing and mocking at the same time: "Fake singing, ugly, these two points, you spread them everywhere, nothing else can be involved. When the black material explodes to a certain extent, people's curiosity about me will reach its peak, and then it will detonate again."

  "The detonation point is set on the stage of the masked singer."

  Tang Gu couldn't help but admire her - this girl was clever and resourceful, with a sharp mind and a ruthless streak. However, without actual singing talent, she wouldn't have been able to create such momentum.

  "But there is one thing you must understand: public opinion is uncontrollable and can get out of hand at any time."

  Jiang Xi said with a smile: "But it can still be guided."

  "The masses are blind, you show them what they believe."

  Perhaps there are clever people, but clever people are used to being aloof - they disdain to flow with the crowd and can only gaze at a distance from high places.

  Tang Gu fell silent.

  The more he got along with this girl, the more he couldn't understand her. It seemed as if she was always shrouded in a dark mist that never dissipated, and even when a glimmer of light occasionally broke through, it was extremely faint and weak.

  She is very sensitive to kindness but very calm in the face of malice, so calm that it makes people feel a little creepy.

  "What if the lemon fruit had turned black on you?"

  Tang Gu suddenly asked.

  This is also one of their company's top cards, with a large number of fans and some reputation in the live streaming industry. For Jiang Xi, creating topics is indeed the most convenient thing to do.

  "I don't know."

  Jiang Xi was very certain, "I studied her for two whole days."

  ***************

  Perhaps it was the two songs of Jiang Xi that were too touching, as the audio spread like a virus, countless people who had listened to it searched for San Qian Shui again, only to be shocked by the large amount of negative information.

  In everyone's heart, there is a heroic sense of justice. They abhor and detest everything that is dark, ugly, and evil, and they are eager to resist it. After venting their indignation and anger, they feel as if they have become just like the heroes of justice themselves.

  Of course, these black materials are mainly spread in the singing section of the anchor circle.

  The host world is neither big nor small.

  The river has a large area of black powder, this black powder is mainly composed of the original lemon fruit powder, and slowly expands and grows, setting fires everywhere, in these people's mouths, Jiang Xi has almost become a rat that everyone shouts to beat.

  Soon, the official Weibo of The Masked Singer released a list of all contestants online, which included Sanqi Shui and @.

  "Three thousand yuan? I didn't see it wrong, did I? The one who lip-synced?"

  "When did The Masked Singer sink so low that a female anchor with a bad reputation can get on stage to compete? It's simply desecrating my goddess!"

  "Three thousand waters roll out of the anchor world!"

  "Three thousand waters roll out of the anchor world!"

  "I agree."

  No matter how heated the discussion was, the organizer remained silent as a chicken, and the three thousand waters did not respond at all, only forwarding this Weibo with the text:

  "Hello everyone, I am Sanqian Shui. Nice to meet you, please take care of me."

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