Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

【It’s really beautiful!】

【I have never seen such primitive winter scenery.】

[It turns out that the infinitely vast winter wilderness turns out to be like this]

[Wow, the scene where Sister Ling stands under the tree and looks back is so beautiful that my heart melts]

[Me too, me too, let’s learn from idol dramas]

[I don’t know what Sister Ling actually looks like, but she is probably more beautiful]

[I want to carry the banner for Sister Ling and reward her!]

[Watching the three of them having a snowball fight made me very envious]

[It would be great if I could go on a day trip to Sister Ling]

【I also want to play in the snow】

[If you think about it carefully, I am worse than a dog]

[Hahahahaha, everyone is so miserable]

【……】

Zhao Ling couldn't help but laugh when he saw everyone's misfortune.

She walked to a quiet place aside and asked the system: "I know the private message. Can everyone see the live broadcast?"

The system gave her a positive answer.

Zhao Ling thought of Fairy Ji Hua and knew that she could only chat with Fairy Ji Hua through private messages, but fans in this world could connect live.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ling said warmly: "My live broadcast room has been upgraded again. Now you can connect live. If there are any sisters who want to connect, please contact my administrator Xiong Xiong."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were countless lines of people on the barrage showing Aite's silence.

Silent Xiongxiong was really silent this time. In the end, she was helpless. She came forward and said: "Well, for the sake of fairness, let's ask the first list and A Ling to connect first, okay? Then the second list, the third list, and then we will draw someone who is destined.

Ten minutes each for everyone.”

Xiong Xiong is basically the richest woman in Zhao Ling's list all year round, and now she is in management, so everyone is naturally convinced by her.

So soon, a fan who had played dozens of King's Thrones appeared and wanted to connect with Zhao Ling.

Silent Xiongxiong operated for Zhao Ling, and after a while the two parties initiated a call.

But I don’t know why, maybe because of the shyness of netizens, neither of them spoke first after the call was connected.

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds, and everyone in the live broadcast room laughed.

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere relaxed instantly, and then a rough voice from the other side rang out: "Hello, Sister Ling, I am your loyal fan."

It turned out to be a man's voice.

Zhao Ling was shocked, and the fans on the barrage were also shocked.

Because this person's ID, avatar, etc. are all dressed up in pink and tender girlish clothes. Who would have expected that the other person is actually a big man?

Zhao Ling was silent, quickly calmed down, and walked to a secluded place to chat with him.

The big man has a rough voice, but he is actually a very thoughtful person. He likes Zhao Ling's down-to-earth rural life very much, but due to family pressure, he has been traveling between big cities, so he has a lot of negative pressure in his heart.

He said that every time he couldn't hold on any longer, he would come to the live broadcast room to see Zhao Ling.

Every time he saw Zhao Ling's positive life beliefs and Zhao Ling's bright and shining eyes, he would feel as if his body was filled with wireless power, and he felt that he could persevere for a while longer...

After the connection, it was basically Zhao Ling who was listening and the male fan was talking, but what he said resonated with many people in the live broadcast room.

Zhao Ling looked at everyone's life pressure on the barrage and couldn't help but sigh.

No matter where the times develop, each generation has its own mission and responsibilities, and naturally also has different pressures.

The most important thing is to have a good attitude and work hard every day.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the male fan finally said embarrassedly: "I, I have poured so much negative energy on Sister Ling, I am really embarrassed..."

However, Zhao Ling smiled and comforted: "It is our fate to meet you all in the live broadcast room. If I am lucky enough to be the person who encourages you, that is even more lucky for me. There is no negative energy to say, you share it

Come out and let the hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room help you share the burden. Will it make you feel more relaxed?"

The male fan laughed: "It's true, I feel like my whole body relaxed after I said it."

"So if you have something, don't keep it in your heart." Zhao Ling said, "If you feel sad, come to the live broadcast room to chat. If you can't hold it any longer, come here. Just treat my live broadcast room as a tree hole. If you tell me, everything will be fine."

The male fan then agreed with a smile, then hung up the connection and was connected to the second person.

She was a lovely girl. She asked Zhao Ling to sing a song to her. She thought Zhao Ling's voice was nice. She also said she wanted to hear Qi Shu speak. Zhao Ling thought for a moment, walked back to Qi Shu, and asked Qi Shu to speak.

Qi Shu couldn't sing, and singing in this era was different from that of their time. Zhao Ling looked at Qi Shu and said, "Do you want to memorize a passage from the book and listen to it?"

Qi Shu looked at Zhao Ling in surprise. Thinking about Zhao Ling's little secret, he didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "What book are you memorizing?"

"You can recite whatever you want." Zhao Ling grabbed Qi Shu's sleeve and blinked, "Recite it, I want to hear it."

In fact, fans who are online and fans in the live broadcast room want to hear it.

Qi Shu understood in his heart and did not expose it. He smiled and said: "Okay, then I will recite it to you..."

His voice is like a clear spring hitting a boulder, clear and clear, elegant and a bit clear.

The complicated and difficult-to- pronounce classical Chinese sentences came out slowly from his mouth, but they were like melodious musical notes.

Qi Shu stood under the towering trees, with the snowy scenery thousands of miles behind him as a backdrop. At that moment, with his bright eyebrows and tall and tall figure, he looked like an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.

The people on the line held their breath, and the people in the live broadcast room also listened carefully.

After a long time, Qi Shu stopped talking and turned to Zhao Ling with a smile: "Are you satisfied, Ling?"

Zhao Ling didn't know that her eyes were lighting up at this moment, full of appreciation and admiration for the person she liked. She thought she was calm, so she smiled and said to Qi Shu: "Very good, you have a nice voice and you are good-looking.

.”

Qi Shu opened his eyebrows and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Where is the article? Is it good?"

"Article?" Zhao Ling came back to his senses and said in disbelief, "Did you write it yourself?"

Qi Shu smiled and nodded: "A scholar, what kind of scholar can you be when such a beautiful and beautiful woman doesn't write any ink but recites other people's articles?"

Zhao Ling: "...you are still awesome."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was amazed, saying that Qi Shu was too curly.

I can write such a long article about walking the dog or watching the snow scene, but the key point is that people still don’t understand it.

It wasn’t until a teacher who taught classical Chinese recorded the video and extracted the text that he replied to everyone in the barrage: [This is an article written by Qi Xiucai to A Ling. The whole text is praising how wonderful his wife is!]

Everyone was surprised, and the fan said again: [I will post the complete story on the forum later. If you are anxious now, you can refer to the Luo Shen Fu for specifics.]

Everyone understood instantly.

Then didn’t Cao Zhi deliberately replace the woman he loved with the imaginary Luo Shen?

It turns out that Qi Shu also did this.

The love of literati is indeed romantic...and I can't understand it.