Chapter 529 - Her Name Is Xiang Yi

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At this point in the broadcast, there was no longer anyone questioning whether or not Xiang Yi was worthy of being the main guest.

Reason being, there was nothing to be doubted!

The #WhoIsTheBeautifulSisterInNationalMassWorkout went straight to the second place of the hot search list!

The first place was occupied by another hashtag.

#HerNameIsXiangYi!

The person who posted it was the official Weibo account of Xiang Yi's fan club.

[@ProtectMySpicyRabbits: She's not a vase, she's just has a pretty face; she's not pretending, she just knows a little bit about everything; she's not an actress, she has her own name - #HerNameIsXiangYi.]

There was a collage of photos attached to it, each of which were gorgeous photos of her.

There were photos of Xiang Yi washing her hands before making soup; her holding a silver needle for acupuncture; her playing the banjo, and her receiving a banner...

The photos seemed random, but they were actually taken intentionally.

It was to show everyone that she really was a very outstanding girl.

On this day, countless people got rid of their stereotypical labels of Xiang Yi.

They finally genuinely got to know Xiang Yi again!

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It was the third bonus round of games in NationalMassWorkout - that is, the part where the crew went to Xiang Yi's home to shoot.

After a thrilling experience, the viewers felt immense bliss when they finally got to see a serene and peaceful scene.

It turned out that mediocrity is also a kind of happiness.

Accustomed to the traffic of the big city and bright lights, the audience felt like they were in paradise when they saw the beautiful scene.

The rhythm of the second half was slow but not flat; detailed but not draggy.

This episode of National Mass Workout finally ended with one sentence.

"The game is just a game, but friends are not just friends."

The audience smiled in resonance when they saw that sentence, seemingly having understood something.

Although they were smiling, they realized that their eyes were filled with tears when they came back to their senses.

There were many viewers who, after watching the variety show, called their family and friends instead of continuing to surf the Internet as usual.

"Mom, I miss the chicken soup you made..."

"Sister! We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's go out for a meal!"

"Brother, how are you doing lately? Hahaha life seems to be going well for you, eh? Call me Daddy!"

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The rating of "National Mass Workout" surged on the video platform app. This episode was hailed by countless people as a "textbook example for variety shows", a work with "divine editing" that's "comparable to an art film". It even became a classic in the history of variety shows.

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Everything on the Internet did not seem to affect the people in the manor in the slightest.

After the live broadcast, the people went back to their respective rooms to rest.

The night was getting darker, and Xiang Yi was all snuggled up in bed and reading a book while Xiao Naofu was sleeping soundly on the pillow next to her, snoring incessantly.

It was raining and there was the dull rumbling of thunder.

When Xiang Yi got up to go to the living room to get water, she vaguely heard a rustling noise coming from the utility room.

'Thief?'

The young lady frowned slightly, casually picked up the wooden sword that she usually used for morning practice and kicked open the door of the utility room!

It was dark.

She made eye contact with Ling Ye.

His complexion was pale and he seemed to be terrified. He was nestled in the cramped space, as if it was the only way to feel safe.

Xiang Yi looked at him for a few seconds and then walked away.

Ling Ye tried to grab her coat, but he could not reach her.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips and he thought that perhaps, this was retribution.

'Sister Xiang Yi must think... that I'm acting.'

His body was getting colder and colder. Ling Ye started coughing and a lamp suddenly appeared in sight.

The lamp wasn't bright enough but the light was very warm.

It was a warm, orange night lamp.

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