The afterglow of the setting sun receded from the Taoist temple little by little, and the night sneaked in.
In a courtyard behind the Taoist temple surrounded by towering trees and without any aura, Xu Jiarong chatted with a little girl in blue who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, laughing from time to time.
"Sister Rong, I don't plan to go to school anymore."
The little girl in blue said suddenly.
These words were a bit abrupt. Xu Jiarong was stunned for several seconds before saying in confusion: "Why don't you go to school? Have you asked your father and your mother for their opinions?"
The little girl in blue curled her lips, looking very disdainful.
"The money I make in a month now is more than what they make in half a year. They wish I would stop going to school and focus on making money."
Xu Jiarong frowned. She met the little girl in front of her when she went to a KTV. Her name was Chen Zimeng. Her family background was average. She was working part-time at a KTV and was being bullied. She came to the rescue. The little girl was very grateful. Afterwards, the two of them added WeChat, and the little girl would send some interesting jokes when she had something to do. After going back and forth, the two became acquaintances.
A few months ago, a technical school student who only had a little income from part-time jobs suddenly said that he made more money in a month than his parents made in half a year.
Did you do that kind of thing? It's no wonder that Xu Jiarong thinks in the wrong place. Now the whole society looks at money. There are too many girls who mess around for money.
Seeing Xu Jiarong's expression, Chen Zimeng immediately understood that this beautiful and rich good sister was thinking too much. She covered her forehead with her little hand and said speechlessly: "Sister Rong, what I make is a public account, a legal public account. I Now I have 400,000 fans and a monthly income of more than 120,000 yuan, so I don’t need to do such shameful things.”
Xu Jiarong was surprised. In a third-tier city like Jiangbei, there were many people earning 120,000 yuan a month. However, a person who was only 17 or 18 years old and had no family background had a monthly income of 120,000 yuan, which was almost like a myth.
"You, how did you do it? Now the official account is so profitable?"
Chen Zimeng was surprised to see her always charming, dignified and generous good sister. She felt so proud that she raised her chin naughtily and told her the secret of making money.
"Criticize men, scold them to death, scold them in different ways, the harder you scold them, the better."
What, scolding a man? Xu Jiarong's brain is a little confused. You can make money by scolding men. This kid can't have a fever and his brain is confused.
"Zimeng, why don't we go to the hospital to have a look later? I know a very good neurologist."
When Chen Zimeng saw that Xu Jiarong thought she was a lunatic, the girl felt anxious.
"Sister Rong, I'm not lying to you. Really, do you remember that there is a very popular topic on Weibo, saying that a boy is reluctant to spend 200 yuan to buy a birthday gift for his girlfriend. If a girl doesn't dump the boy, she should keep it. It’s Chinese New Year.”
Xu Jiarong nodded. She remembered that this topic had more than 30,000 likes on Weibo at that time.
"I made up that joke, hum. It's similar to the one about you being poor, so you won't marry; a man who doesn't buy you lipstick must not love you; and in the end, you divorced that Phoenix man. From these points we can see Whether a man loves you or not, this method is called the Mercury retrograde method. It uses people's anxiety to create hope, divert conflicts, and cater to emotions..."
This girl, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, spoke eloquently for ten minutes before ending.
Xu Jiarong, who said nothing during the whole process, felt a creepy feeling in her heart when she looked at this innocent-looking little girl born in 2000.
A child at such a young age actually plays with people's hearts to such an extent and takes advantage of this contradiction to earn a monthly income of hundreds of thousands. What has happened to this world?
"Those brain-dead women in their twenties, thirties, or even forties, if they knew that the articles they regarded as chicken soup for the soul were made up by a girl under the age of eighteen in order to make money, I don't know what would happen. What a wonderful expression, hee hee hee..."
Chen Zimeng held her chin and said with a smile. For some reason, she felt ridiculous when she thought of many older sisters discussing life with her in a serious manner on the public account.
"Zimeng, you, you..."
Xu Jiarong subconsciously stepped back a little. She had been growing up in a greenhouse and couldn't accept such ugly things. Moreover, the person who caused such things was a cute and innocent little sister not long ago.
"Sister Rong, don't look at me like that. I learned it from others. I'm a good girl. If you want to blame, those women are stupid."
Chen Zimeng saw that Xu Jiarong's eyes were wrong and quickly excused herself.
Xu Jiarong, who felt a sense of nausea welling up in his throat, waved his hand and said, "It's getting dark, I'll take you back."
Chen Zimeng moved her lips but said nothing.
On the highway heading to Jiangbei City, Xu Jiarong held the steering wheel and said nothing, like a sculpture.
Chen Zimeng, who was very disturbed by Xu Jiarong's appearance, reached out and pulled Xu Jiarong's sleeve.
"Sister Rong, this is a lie at best, and those idiots took the initiative to be fooled."
Xu Jiarong didn't speak for a long time, then sighed.
"Oh, the country should really take care of you."
What, the state controls it? Chen Zimeng thought she had heard wrongly and looked at Xu Jiarong with innocent and doubtful eyes.
"I'm afraid there are thousands of people doing it to make as much money as you said. Do you know that you may have invisibly changed the values of the entire female class in society?"
Xu Jiarong frowned and said.
“It’s too exaggerated”
Chen Zimeng stuck out her tongue in disbelief.
"There are 400,000 fans like you. There are tens of thousands of people across the country who have similar public accounts. The total number of fans is at least tens of millions. I am afraid that all the female class from teenagers to under 50 years old are under your Within the radiation range.”
Xu Jiarong looked worried.
These inconspicuous public accounts are simply kidnapping the entire society.
Chen Zimeng lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and retorted: "Now that we have said it, I will argue with Sister Rong. No one can deny that this society is a patriarchal society, where men dominate, and we women have always been discriminated against. Although the weak can always occupy an advantageous position in public opinion, people always forget everything about it afterwards. The existence of our public accounts is to remind female compatriots at all times to unite together and from now on. Taking back dominance from a mess of men.”
Xu Jiarong was shocked. This little girl born in 2000 actually had such grand views.
"Wow, Sister Rong, thank you. I have the content of tonight's lecture. I am going to revise what I just said and put it into a step-by-step guide on how to write explosive articles."
Chen Zimeng happily took out his mobile phone, opened the software, and started writing.
Teach people to write explosive articles? Is this kid starting to be a teacher?
Xu Jiarong thought it was ridiculous and nonsense.
Neither of them spoke for the rest of the journey. Xu Jiarong concentrated on driving, while Chen Zimeng kept typing on her mobile phone.
