Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

When Chang Qing woke up, Qing Xuehan had already left. She stretched comfortably, climbed out of bed, opened the curtains, and the daylight instantly poured into the room.

The sudden bright light made her feel uncomfortable and she raised her hands to cover her eyes. After getting used to the strong light, Chang Qing washed her face casually, tied her hair up and went downstairs.

Seeing that the others had not come down yet, she moved a stool to the yard, took out her mobile phone and began to seriously reply to the private messages from fans, occasionally frowning and occasionally curving the corners of her lips.

The yellow poplar trees were in full bloom, their branches trembling in the wind, the chirping of cicadas echoed throughout the summer, and the sunlight passed through the dense gaps between the trees and fell on the girl's snow-white face, like the silver light of a pure moon flowing all over the ground.

"Thank you, and good luck on your college entrance exam."

She smiled suddenly, revealing her slightly pointed little fangs, and her dead eyes were slightly pleased.

She was a girl in her senior year of high school. She insisted on checking in on Lu Sheng’s super topic every day and sent a private message almost every day, regardless of whether Lu Sheng could see it or not, reminding Lu Sheng to take care of himself and not to lose weight excessively because of the comments online.

Some time ago, she said that she was going to take the college entrance examination, so she quit the Internet for a while. When Lu Sheng was cyber-bullied, she heard about this incident from people around her. This time, she downloaded her Weibo back and sent a private message several months later, saying that she would always believe in her.

Chang Qing read almost all the private messages sent by the little girl, and gave her a lot of suggestions on some of her troubling problems.

In a highly stressful school, students coming and going are all holding books, working hard to prepare for the college entrance examination.

A little girl looked at the five years of college entrance examination and three years of mock exam papers with a sad face, as if her head was about to explode.

"I'm so useless. I don't think I can get into a good university."

The female classmate next to me, who was wearing a school uniform and had her hair cut short, said, "Your grades are already very good, but you put too much pressure on yourself, so you didn't perform to your full potential in this joint exam."

The little girl lowered her head and said nothing, her hand turning the pen from time to time.

Feeling a little annoyed, I took out my cell phone from my bag and prepared to check Weibo.

Her eyes suddenly widened and she jumped up and hugged her friend next to her.

"Ah, she replied to me, she replied to me, and she also told me how to solve the problem, saying that this type of problem is roughly like this, and she also gave me a lot of suggestions."

"She also said that she really hopes I can be her junior schoolmate. Woohoo, I'm really going to cry to death."

The little girl was so excited that she started to talk without thinking. She jumped and danced while hugging her friend, letting others look at her as if she were a fool.

She smiled with her eyes curved, and typed a reply to Chang Qing, saying that she would definitely work hard.

After sending it out, she felt full of motivation again. She picked up her pen and once again plunged into the tense and exciting college entrance examination sprint.

She had never been a fan of stars before, and she couldn’t even understand those who did. Until she accidentally saw Lu Sheng’s TV series, she instantly became a fan of looks, and slowly, she was completely conquered.

The camera couldn't capture Changqing's phone screen, so everyone had no idea why she suddenly became so happy and they began to speculate.

【What is she looking at, and why is she saying thank you? 】

[Today is April 4th. The 19th of every month is the day when Lu Sheng replies to fans’ private messages]

[I’m so envious. I also want my sister to cheer me on.]

[Isn’t she suffering from depression? Why can’t I tell?]

[I guess it’s fake]

At some point, the live broadcast room suddenly had a lot of comments criticizing Chang Qing, who swarmed in, hurling all kinds of insults and asking her to get out of the entertainment industry.

[How much does the above internet trolls cost? When they can't find anyone to criticize, they start to criticize Lu Sheng's depression. If you have the guts, go and commit suicide. You lie in the emergency room for several hours and are now doubting whether he is pretending.]

[It is because of people like you that many people suffering from depression dare not talk about their condition, which makes them more and more depressed]

[Where is the management? Kick these trolls out of the live broadcast room quickly. It affects my mood just by looking at them.]

Before those haters could say a few words, they were bombarded by fans and finally ran out of the live broadcast room in shame.

Chang Qing waited downstairs for more than half an hour before the others came downstairs one after another.

Going surfing is the best time to show off your body. Everyone applied a thick layer of sunscreen and changed into various swimsuits, making the old perverts in the live broadcast room scream wildly.

[It’s hard not to love this figure]

[I must have a relationship with someone like this in this life. I must have a relationship with someone like this. I must have a relationship with someone like this.]

[Personally, I think it’s best to joke in moderation. If you keep saying this is your husband and that is your wife, what would you think if this girl is your sister or girlfriend? What’s more, this is my wife. I hope my friends respect themselves [tears][tears][heart]]

[It is said in the myth that some people were molded by the goddess Nuwa herself. Later, she thought it was too slow, so she just took something and threw out mud dots to turn them into people [tears]]

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"Lu Sheng, you're so fast, how do you feel?"

"Much better, thank you for the medicine."

Chang Qing and Si Chunyang talked as they got on the bus arranged by the production team. The bus was stuffy, the light was dim, and there was a heat wave.

Chang Qing sat by the window. The driver turned on the air conditioner. A slight cool breeze came from above her head, and she felt that the uncomfortable and stuffy heat had dissipated a lot.

"Shengbao."

Qing Xuehan walked over, pushed Si Chunyang aside, and took the seat next to Chang Qing.

Si Chunyang glanced at her and sat back speechlessly. He felt that he and Qing Xuehan were not compatible and she always interfered.

But he has no self-awareness at all and doesn't realize that he is just a big light bulb.

He remembered that when this guy first came to the program group, he was so shy and socially anxious, but now... it's hard to describe.

"The program crew is too stingy. They actually arranged a bus." Liao Yunyue and others complained. When getting on the bus, the long white legs were so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

She frowned slightly, retched silently a few times, then immediately got out of the car and tried hard to breathe fresh air.

"Why don't we take a taxi? I've never ridden in a bus like this before and I think I might get carsick."

The faces of the other people all looked more or less unhappy. After all, the weather was too hot and they were in a closed space like a bus, so the smell inside the car was not very good.

Liao Yunyue was very annoyed and didn't understand why she had to suffer like this.