University life is truly wonderful.
Standing on the rooftop, Lawyer An sighed with emotion.
It was already night,
but looking down,
the sounds of the city still clamored.
Although in recent years, with the continuous expansion of universities and the addition of private institutions,
the value of a college degree has become increasingly diluted,
the opportunity to spend nearly four years of one's life carefree and free is still a precious and extravagant thing.
"So, why did you choose to jump?"
Isn't it better to live well?
Or,
is there another reason?
Lawyer An took out a talisman from his pocket. It was one drawn by Xu Qinglang. For a long time, Xu Qinglang had drawn many low-level and useless semi-finished products in order to practice drawing talismans.
These talismans were basically given away. After all, the cost of the paper wasn't low, but they weren't worth much as scrap paper either.
The old Taoist had scavenged most of them as if he were collecting treasures,
while Lawyer An had only symbolically collected some that he found interesting.
This talisman had a very simple purpose. In a way, it was even more useless than useless. It was purely for sticking on one's forehead to frantically suppress one's life force, turning oneself into a "sick person" or someone "plagued by bad luck."
It could be used when inviting a ghost to possess someone, making it easier to create a good environment for the ghost to take over.
Gou Xin had had some black medicinal juice that worked much better than the talisman, but he had used it all up on the boss last time. There was no way around it. He couldn't afford the high-end stuff, so he could only make do with Lao Xu's knock-off.
Lawyer An stuck the talisman on his forehead,
and had to control himself from resisting,
stumbling,
swaying.
Old Zhang next to him was alarmed, afraid that Lawyer An would fall down just like that. If he really fell to his death in a daze, that would be a real disaster.
But Lawyer An didn't really fall.
His eyes were narrowed, looking down,
and then,
everything below was normal.
Lawyer An gritted his teeth, feeling helpless, and then looked at Old Zhang beside him, somewhat dissatisfied:
"Have all your colleagues left?"
"They've all left."
"Then you should go down too. Don't stay here."
"Me?"
Old Zhang pointed at himself.
"With you standing here exuding such righteousness, what dares to come out?"
"Uh... okay."
Old Zhang went downstairs,
wondering what this aura of righteousness was.
Afterward,
Lawyer An regained his footing,
re-focused his spirit,
and his body slowly began to sway again,
and then,
he looked down again.
The rag doll below was still swaying,
but it began to sway in a strange way, as if it was no longer swaying in the wind, but swinging back and forth on a swing.
"Hehehehe………………"
"Hahahaha………………"
The laughter of children came,
clear and sweet,
and below,
suddenly transformed into a scene of wine pools and meat forests,
with countless beauties moving among them,
scantily clad, revealing endless spring, in all kinds of poses, ready to be picked;
Lawyer An suddenly felt his mouth dry.
Damn,
this is exactly what I was thinking about!
He subconsciously raised his foot,
and stepped down.
Below,
the rag doll with a small mustache on its face revealed a meaningful smile;
However, it was quickly stunned, because it didn't see the person above step into empty air and fall down, but instead turn around and step back.
"Tear!"
Lawyer An tore off the talisman from his forehead,
and wanted to clap,
but found that he only had one arm now,
so he patted his thigh helplessly,
"Clap clap clap!"
"Brother, I've finally found you!"
………………
The old Taoist went to take care of the monkey. He wasn't a fragile person. His life, from birth to his current age of seventy-odd years, had not been easy.
He was still uncomfortable, but he could persevere, do what he needed to do, and wouldn't make himself so miserable that he couldn't eat or sleep and became haggard.
After putting that woman's phone number on the blacklist, she changed her number and called several more times. The old Taoist could only turn off his phone, and finally, the world was quiet.
tCtv news channel began to interrupt its programming with news, very quickly. At the same time, video interviews on Weibo began to be hyped up. The initial Weibo posts, with only dozens of comments from so-called local bigshots, suddenly landed in the top five of the trending searches.
The internet is a more exaggerated arena of fame and fortune. While it seems beautiful, it is even more easily veiled with utilitarianism.
Here,
traffic can be turned into flowing money,
and money can be burned into soaring traffic;
Soon, the video of the small station reporter interviewing the old woman began to appear in the sight of many users.
In the video,
the old woman was wailing loudly in the school's dormitory,
her breath long and drawn out, carrying an ancient tune.
In fact, women in many places are natural singers. At rural funerals, those sisters-in-law who usually wished for each other's early death would have a special "crying" session during the wake.
Zhou Ze always felt that the wisdom of the ancients was truly awe-inspiring.
It must have been because life in ancient times was too repressed,
so this opportunity was provided to everyone to release their emotions,
crying passionately, crying so movingly, like a choir, rising and falling, "competing for beauty."
The woman explained the matter in her cries.
She still had some brains.
Selfish people are often not stupid. They are usually sophisticated egoists.
She said that her son had been tricked into going to college. His family was very poor, so poor that they couldn't make ends meet. Her son was very filial and originally wanted to support the family by going out to work, but someone tricked him by saying they would sponsor him to go to college.
Her son believed it, came to the school, was excellent in both character and academics, but the person who had promised to sponsor him directly stopped answering the phone and disappeared.
The narrative up to this point
had not yet resonated with the audience and netizens,
so,
whether it was the old woman's own cleverness or the result of the reporter filming the video reminding her,
the sponsor was portrayed as a well-known Taoist priest, preaching, saying that he wanted to do good deeds in the world on behalf of the Three Pure Ones, but after taking photos and promoting himself, he disappeared. He also ran off with the donations he had received from the public through this promotion.
In recent years, there have been endless cases of celebrities defrauding donations. When things turned in this direction, the internet was immediately filled with outrage. This was not just a case of fraudulent donation; this was a case of defrauding donations!
In the video, the student who committed suicide by jumping off the building was portrayed as a good student in every way, excellent in both character and academics, studying hard, loved by everyone, with flowers blooming wherever he went, praised by teachers and classmates alike.
And the sponsor was heartless, a show-off, a fraud, black-hearted, and shameless.
After the child went to school, he found that no one was sponsoring him, and his father and mother both had serious illnesses. Although the woman in the video was crying with full energy, people said she was sick, so she was sick.
Without a sponsor, the child felt that his schooling was adding tremendous pressure to his parents, couldn't think straight, and committed suicide.
The old woman sobbed and cried in the video,
calling on good people in society to help,
she was going to sue the school,
and she was going to sue the sponsor!
…………
Zhou Ze scrolled through his phone, laughing as he scrolled, without a trace of anger.
Yingying also saw the news, put down her phone, looked at her boss strangely, and asked:
"Boss, aren't you angry?"
Zhou Ze shook his head, "Why be angry?"
"Ah, um..."
Yingying pouted.
"A dead son, an ordinary old woman notified by the school to come to the school, where could she find a reporter to film a video for her to 'seek justice'?
In this world, there are indeed good reporters, reporters with conscience, including in our country, there are also many great reporters who risk their personal safety to reveal the truth to the public.
But they are, after all, a minority, and they just happened to be wandering around the school, discovered this material, and were ready to speak out for justice?"
"Boss, do you mean this was arranged?"
"Do you know how much it costs to get on the trending searches?"
Yingying shook her head, but still said, "But it should be very expensive."
"Yeah, it really shouldn't be cheap. She doesn't have that much money, and she can't pull off this kind of show."
"Then what they said in the video..."
"It's okay, but in fact, many places are far-fetched. It can attract some mindless guys who, after watching a little bit, will directly speak out for justice and help denounce it.
But many of the details and logic inside can't stand scrutiny."
"Really? They were telling lies anyway. The old Taoist is so good..."
"This is intentional."
Zhou Ze interrupted Yingying.
Yingying blinked,
obviously,
since the female zombie awakened, although she has been constantly learning and integrating into this era, it is still somewhat difficult for her to quickly understand some of the routines on the internet.
Most importantly, her understanding of the world is largely for the purpose of being able to stay by Zhou Ze's side and serve him. In her bones, she is actually indifferent to this society, to this world, to humans.
"If you hammer it too hard all at once, if you make the lies too real, you'll be shooting yourself in the foot.
Only this kind of far-fetched thing, allowing some people to maintain a little bit of sobriety, and then reversing the whole thing, will have the best effect.
A fool usually doesn't think he's a fool, a fool always thinks he's very smart;
so once they realize they've been tricked, they'll often be very angry, 'I'm such a smart person, how could I be deceived by you, damn it!'"
Zhou Ze put down his phone,
and leaned back.
"So, Boss, this was arranged by Lawyer An?"
"Probably, not only did he die, but he also had to completely discredit the person. Lao An really went all out this time."
"He has money."
"That's true."
Zhou Ze seemed to think of something and reminded Yingying:
"Pay attention these next few nights, that ingrate's photo, you've seen it, see if he'll come to our bookstore."
Zhou Ze remembered seeing that teacher wearing the "beastly in clothing" hat before,
this time,
he was quite looking forward to seeing what kind of image that ingrate would have.
At this time,
Zhou Ze's phone rang,
it was a call from Lawyer An,
"Hello, Boss?"
"It's me."
"The cause of death has been found out. It wasn't suicide, and it wasn't murder;
there is,
a ghost involved."