667 plays with the official account of the entire female class
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 giant trees and without the slightest 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.
This was a bit abrupt, Xu Jiarong was stunned for a few seconds before she was puzzled and said, "Why don't you go to school?" Have you consulted your dad and your mom? ”
The little girl in blue pursed her lips, looking very disdainful.
"I now earn more money a month than they earn in half a year, and they wish I didn't go to school and make money wholeheartedly."
Xu Jiarong frowned, the little girl in front of her was when she went to KTV to play, she met, her name is Chen Zimeng, her family background is average, she was working part-time in KTV at the time, she was bullied, she took action to solve the siege, the little girl was very grateful, and the two added WeChat afterwards, and the little girl posted some interesting jokes when she had nothing to do.
A few months ago, a technical school student who only earned a little income by relying on part-time work, in the blink of an eye, actually said that he earned more money in a month than his parents earned in half a year.
Did you do that kind of thing? It's no wonder that Xu Jiarong thinks in a crooked place, now the whole society is looking at money, and there are too many girls messing around for money.
When Chen Zimeng saw Xu Jiarong's expression, she immediately understood that this beautiful and rich sister was thinking too much, covered her forehead with her little hand, and said speechlessly: "Sister Rong, I do an official account, a legal public account, I now have 400,000 fans, and I earn more than 120,000 a month, I can do that kind of unsightly thing." ”
Xu Jiarong was taken aback, in a third-tier city like Jiangbei, there are not a few people with a monthly income of 120,000, but they are only seventeen or eighteen years old, and those with no family background have a monthly income of 120,000, which is similar to a myth.
"You, how did you do that? Now the public account, so profitable? ”
Chen Zimeng was surprised to see her good sister, who has always been charming, invincible, dignified and generous, and was very proud in her heart, raised her chin mischievously, and told the secret of making money.
"Scold men, scold to death, scold in different ways, and scold as hard as possible"
What, scolding men? Xu Jiarong's brain is a little cloudy, scolding men can also make money, this kid can't be a fever, his brain is confused.
"Zimeng, why don't we go to the hospital later, I know a good neurologist."
Chen Zimeng saw that Xu Jiarong regarded herself as a neuropath, and the girl's heart was anxious.
"Sister Rong, I didn't lie to you, really, do you remember that there is a particularly hot topic on Weibo, saying that boys are reluctant to spend 200 yuan to buy birthday gifts for their girlfriends, and girls don't dump boys and keep them for the New Year."
Xu Jiarong nodded, this topic, she remembered, at that time, on Weibo, there were more than 30,000 likes.
"That joke was made up by me, hum, similar to you, you are poor, so you don't marry; A man who doesn't buy you lipstick must not love you; In the end, he divorced the phoenix man; From these points, it can be seen whether a man loves you or not, this technique, called the water reversal method, uses people's anxiety, creates hope, diverts contradictions, and caters to emotional ......"
This girl, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, spoke for ten minutes before it ended.
Xu Jiarong, who didn't say a word during the whole process, looked at this innocent-looking post-00s little sister, and had a creepy feeling in her heart.
A child who is so young actually plays with people's hearts to such a point, and uses this contradiction to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month, what's wrong with this world.
"Those brain-dead women in their twenties, thirties, and even forties, if they knew that the article they regarded as chicken soup for the soul was made up by a girl under the age of eighteen in order to make money, I don't know what kind of wonderful expression it would be, hehehehe......"
Chen Zimeng held her chin and said with a smile, for some reason, she felt ridiculous when she thought of her eldest sister, who had been many years old, and discussed her life with her under the official account in a serious manner.
"Zimeng, you, you ......"
Xu Jiarong subconsciously stepped back a little, she has been growing up in a greenhouse, she can't accept this kind of ugly thing, and the person who made this kind of thing was a cute and simple little sister not long ago.
"Sister Rong, don't look at me with such eyes, I learned from others, I'm a good girl, if you want to blame, blame those women for being brainless."
Chen Zimeng saw that Xu Jiarong's eyes were wrong, and hurriedly excused herself.
Xu Jiarong, who had a disgusting feeling in her throat, waved her hand and said, "It's getting dark, I'll send you back."
Chen Zimeng's lips moved, and she didn't say anything.
On the highway to Jiangbei City, Xu Jiarong held the steering wheel and said nothing, like a sculpture.
Chen Zimeng, who was very apprehensive by Xu Jiarong's appearance, reached out and pulled Xu Jiarong's sleeve.
"Sister Rong, I'm a liar at best, and those brains are actively deceived."
Xu Jiarong didn't speak, for a long time, and sighed.
"Alas, the state should really be in charge of you"
What, the state is in charge? Chen Zimeng thought that she had misheard, and looked at Xu Jiarong with innocent and puzzled eyes.
"Make as much money as you say, I'm afraid there are thousands of people doing it, do you know, you may have invisibly changed the values of the entire female class of society."
Xu Jiarong said with a frown.
"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"
Chen Zimeng stuck out her tongue, a little disbelieving.
"There are 400,000 fans like you, and thousands of people across the country who do similar public accounts, adding up, there are at least tens of millions of fans, and the female class from teens to under 50 years old is probably all within the scope of your radiation."
Xu Jiarong's face was worried.
These inconspicuous public accounts are simply kidnapping the entire society.
Chen Zimeng lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and retorted: "Since I said it, I will argue with Sister Rong, no one can deny that this society is a patriarchal society, men dominate, we women have always been on the side of being discriminated against, although in public opinion, the weak can always occupy a dominant position, but afterwards, people always forget everything, the existence of our public accounts is to remind female compatriots all the time, unite together, and regain the dominant position from a plate of scattered men." ”
Xu Jiarong was stunned, this post-zero little sister actually had such a grand view.
"Wow, Sister Rong, thank you, the content of tonight's lecture is here, I want to revise what I just said and put it into the hand-in-hand teaching you how to write an explosive article."
Chen Zimeng happily took out his mobile phone, opened the software, and wrote.
Teaching people to write explosive articles? Is this kid starting to be a teacher?
Xu Jiarong felt very ridiculous and nonsense.
Neither of them spoke for the rest of the journey, Xu Jiarong concentrated on driving, and Chen Zimeng kept typing on his mobile phone.