When she was eighteen years old, Shen Luxi was defrauded of eight hundred yuan.
That's what my mother paid for sweeping the streets for a month.
She squatted in a rental house in an urban village, staring at the red exclamation mark on her phone without crying. Because she knew that crying was useless.
Later, she went to a group broadcasting company. Her first live broadcast was watched by 27 people, and 23 were idle accounts. "This woman is so ugly" floated across the barrage, and she pretended not to see it.
She has encountered scammers, cyberbullying, and hidden rules. She also met Su Qing, Lin Zhao, and Xiao He - those who helped her in the quagmire.
There is also a person named "Y Bai".
He comes to watch her live broadcast every day, and only says one sentence every day: "It's a good day." He doesn't give gifts or compete for the top spot, he just watches. When she was raped online, he provided technical appraisal to help her clear up the rumors; when she was sick, he took an overnight train to take care of her; she said she wanted to see him, so he came.
From Yinbai to Zhou Yanbai, from netizens to lovers, from urban villages to provincial capitals, from second to last to the top ten of the year - he has always been there.
He said: "Where you go, I will go."
He said: "No matter what you choose, I will accompany you."
Ten years later, she stood on her own stage and turned this journey into a dance. Sitting under the stage were those who walked with her, and him.
And he is still the person who says "today is good" every day.
Intention: Flowers bloom in the mud, above the stars. Everyone who walks in the dark deserves to be seen. Every sentence "It's a good day" may be the light for another person to go on.