The comments under this video are still increasing rapidly.

In the online world, some people tend to let themselves go and act without restraint. Some people really swear and say anything.

Compared with these online trolls, the complaints of those old Beijingers about outsiders in the video are really relatively mild.

The blogger who posted the video was also online. She criticized several accounts that made some excessive remarks. As a result, those people attacked her indiscriminately and she was also verbally abused.

Finally, the blogger posted another comment on this video, and it was quickly pushed to the top of the hot comments.

Haitang -- Wu Ai Tangtang: "Some people in the comment section are not as good as those grandpas and aunties in the video! Your quality is much lower than theirs! At least they will listen to advice and admit their mistakes, what about you? You can't even speak human language! I have reported and blocked some accounts, and for the rest, I will report you all if you keep jumping around! (Expression: contempt)"

Many netizens liked and supported her comment.

Others said:

"Could it be that some forces are deliberately stirring up trouble?"

"Yeah, everyone please calm down."

When Su Xing saw this speculation, he felt that it was not impossible.

In the era of video explosion, there are always some accounts trying to muddy the waters under some controversial videos.

Under this video, there is another comment that is gradually becoming the most popular.

Su Xing looked at the comment and held his forehead with his hand helplessly.

"The tone and manner of the girl who was arguing in the video are somewhat similar to that of the artist I follow @醒了V呀, who is also from Kyoto University!"

Su Xing clicked on this floor and glanced at the comments.

"I'm also her fan, I think so too."

"That's her. Although her face is blurred, I recognize the watch on her hand. It's been stolen before. It's worth hundreds of thousands."

"I've been following her too. I knew she was a student at Kyoto University. It turns out she's the top scorer in science in H Province? That's awesome! (Emoji: thumbs up)"

"Am I the only one who noticed that she was eating like crazy before she started talking? She ate more than the two girls at the same table? Hahaha!"

"The artist I follow is friends with Ye Xitang?? (Expression: surprised)"

"I suddenly remembered that Ye Xitang had a concert some time ago. Did she go there too? She also sang a song with Ye Xitang?"

"When I think about how these two people pretended not to know each other at that time, I want to laugh. (Expression: laughing.) @醒了V@叶西棠V"

Su Xing saw these comments: “…”

Do these people surf the Internet with a magnifying glass?

Su Xing exited the blogger's page, returned to her own Weibo, and clicked on the @ messages. Sure enough, many of the people who @ her recently asked about her relationship with Ye Xitang.

Some comments also asked if the girl in the video was her.

She clicked into the private messages again and saw some private messages from entertainment reporters who wanted to interview her.

Su Xing's heart moved, and he clicked on Ye Xitang's Weibo, and found that the account that Ye Xitang had followed most recently was hers.

She moved her fingers and responded to Ye Xitang's message.

As for those private messages, comments and @ messages, she did not reply.

Su Xing returned to WeChat and replied to He Xinglan.

Can I not wake up? "I saw it (expression: covering my face)"

Lanqixinghe: "The Internet world is so scary. (Expression: eating melon)"

Su Xing twitched his mouth.

There was nothing wrong with what He Xinglan said, but with that expression on her face, it really didn't look like she was afraid.

Is it okay to not wake up? "The blogger also needs to blur the words of those old Beijingers, otherwise they may be subjected to cyberbullying."

Lan Qi Xing He: "You're right. You're not young anymore. If you're bullied online, you'll probably suffer from high blood pressure and heart disease."

Lan Qi Xing He: "I saw you follow Ye Xitang, why don't you follow me?"

Can you not wake up: "Which one is you?"

Her number of followers has been increasing, and she has never noticed who is following her.

Lan Qi Xing He: "I'll send you a message on Weibo."

Can I stay awake?: "(Expression: OK)"

He Xinglan’s Weibo account is the same as her WeChat nickname, also called “Lanqixinghe”.

She sent a “1” to Su Xing, and Su Xing followed her back.

The two didn't chat for too long before ending the topic and going about their own business.

Su Xing put down his phone, thought about it, and decided not to draw for the time being, and just do the task about "regional discrimination".

She thought about it for a while and wrote a modern poem with the title "If you want to talk about the Northeast, you can't just say..."

There were not many people in the office at the moment, so she read it aloud herself and recorded a video.

She edited some clips about the Northeast mentioned in the poems into the video, added subtitles, and selected a more lyrical background music.

If you want to talk about the Northeast, you can’t just talk about the delicious food stewed in an iron pot.

Talking about the moon floating in the pickled cabbage jar,

The ink painting of frost flowers blooming on the glass window,

A hundred thousand transparent bells hang upside down on the icicles,

Jingling in the wind.

It is said that the red hot kang in the coldest days of winter burns the back.

The miners' gloves piled up like a mountain of coal at the wellhead,

The forest rangers patrolled the mountains in waist-deep snow.

The footprints contained the panic of the roe deer running past.

When the ice breaks through the dawn,

The mist rising from the steamers at the morning market is hotter than the clouds.

If you want to talk about the Northeast, you can't just talk about the damage done by the old industry.

If we say that the chimneys in Tiexi District once held up the sun of the New China,

Harbin's steam turbines roared with the light of half a century.

The cranes of Bincheng Harbor stack the dawn into a steel wall.

Those dusty gears are still turning,

Rust is a medal awarded by time.

It is said that there are sunken warships in the Songhua River.

It is said that the cracks in the bricks of the 731 site are cold.

It is said that shells from the Liaoshen Campaign sprouted in the corn fields.

Talking about the cry frozen in the film of Changchun Film Studio,

Those frozen past events,

It bursts open in the spring breeze with blood and salt.

When you talk about the Northeast, you can't just say that the population is wandering.

Fifty years ago, 100,000 engineers went south.

Let Anshan Iron and Steel spread its fire into the Yangtze River.

If we say that the oil waves of Daqing watered the spring of the south,

Ginseng from Changbai Mountain floats in everyone's soup pot

We break ourselves into parts.

Welded into a layout of 9.6 million square meters.

It is said that the dusk in Hegang always comes more hurriedly than elsewhere.

Laid-off workers danced rusty Yangko in the square.

The smoke from the barbecue stall made my eyes red.

The witty remarks with a hint of cornstarch are the optimism in the bones.

The frozen pears shed black tears in the delivery box.

Each package is a ticket to spring.

If you're talking about the Northeast, you can't just say it's thirty degrees cold.

Speaking of the stubbornness flickering in the Guandong pipe,

Said the wrinkles still grinning in the blizzard,

The boiling magma surging under the permafrost,

Don't use the saying "poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people"

Licking our crusted frostbite.

When the south wind brings a playful voice,

Please show them -

The icicles are breaking through the frozen March soil.

The wheat seedlings at the foot of Mount Wanda pierce the net of frost,

Every grain of snow on the Songnen Plain is sprouting.

And our shadows,

On the horizon where the snow is melting,

Stand in the shape of another Changbai Mountain!

……

At the end of the video, she launched an activity: Where are you from? Can you introduce your hometown?

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I'm stuck and I'm updating only now, sorry.