The audience had been high in the beginning; now, they obediently memorized all this knowledge.
Who knew, maybe one day, they would look as young as Grandma Yan.
You should always have a dream — who knew, it might come true one day.
At that point, the live broadcast for Evaluating Actors China had already completely derailed. However, no one said anything. In fact, the show raked in its highest number of views since the start of the program, and took first place in the variety show category on all the major charts.
Director Li Zheng, who had always focused on content, suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry!
Little did he know that there were people already eyeing him with envy.
…
That night, Lu An's name was practically all over Weibo.
#LuAnTraditionalMusicAmbassador#
#LuAnTraditionalChineseMedicineAmbassador#
#LuAnPianist#
#LuAnHanfuAmbassador#
And so on and so forth.
Each video of Lu An — playing the erhu, the suona, the sanxian, the tambourine, the piano, as well as of her dressed in traditional hanfu while treating patients — was viewed more than ten million times and forwarded more than 100,000 times, and the numbers were still increasing rapidly.
In each video, Lu An had a matching temperament and expression; she completely transformed into the perfect model. The online users went crazy.
People in the medical and musical fields were even secretly competing with each other. While everything looked normal on the surface, they didn't stop clicking online just to get their trending topics closer to the top of the chart, as if it would prove that their field was the even more awesome one. Said out loud, it really made people want to laugh their heads off!
At a certain school for traditional music.
"Master, the number of students who want to sign up for the erhu, suona, sanxian and tambourine have suddenly exploded!"
At a certain Chinese medicine school.
"Master, the number of people who want to study medicine suddenly skyrocketed!"
At a certain hanfu store.
"Boss, the demand for hanfu has suddenly increased. Please replenish stock quickly so that we don't run out!"
And so on and so forth. Everyone was dumbfounded. Both those who did and didn't know what was going on naturally hurried to prepare for this explosion!
Some even sighed with feeling on Weibo —
[Ah, how magnificent is our Chinese culture! How beautiful is our Chinese culture! Our youngsters, work hard!!]
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That night, Qi Yan sat on a bar stool in the living room.
The lights in the large living room weren't switched on. It was pitch black, and the lighter in the girl's hand was the only thing that flickered every now and then.
The sparks would light up her dull and expressionless face.
Just then, Zhang Xinhui came back.
When she saw the black figure in the room, she couldn't help but be frightened. After confirming that it was her daughter, Qi Yan, Zhang Xinhui quickly calmed down. She casually switched on the table lamp and asked in a concerned tone, "Yan Yan, why didn't you turn on the light? Why are you sitting here so late at night? Go to sleep."
"Heh!"
The corners of Qi Yan's lips curled up slightly. She glanced calmly at Zhang Xinhui and said in a faint voice, "Mom, haven't you always been proud of me, and think that I'm outstanding in all ways, and bring you honor?"
"Oh, y- yes. What's wrong?"
Zhang Xinhui was inexplicably nervous. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that her daughter looked so scary. Did the Lu family bully her again?
Her daughter continued in a cold voice, "Then, have you done anything for me to be proud of?"