Entertainment life from early spring

The summer sun shines unbridled and scorches the earth. The air close to the surface of the playground is constantly evaporating due to heat, distorting the observer's line of sight. The straight runway becomes distorted and deformed, and the boundaries between different objects become blurred.

Qing Dynasty, presenting a weird and absurd scene in people's eyes.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the heat of the weather could not stop the inner restlessness of the junior high school boys and girls. After the bell rang, rushing to the playground was an instinct engraved in their bodies. You can also have your own fun in the classroom, chatting with your classmates about yesterday. TV series, your own idols, newly purchased toys or decorations. See whose face you please, keep in touch, and cater to the topic. There are people who have this idea, but they are rare.

This is the age when you are carefree and unscrupulous. Everyone carries their own unique dreams and special sense of justice, and unabashedly expresses their opinions and ideas. Adolescence is fragile, ignorant, and loyal.

Impulsive and curious, everyone is like a fire burning, burning others and themselves.

The teenager was wearing a school uniform and sitting in his seat in a daze. He held his cheek with his right hand and looked out the window at his teammates who were playing basketball. Around the basketball court, a group of girls could be seen spontaneously forming a group to cheer for different people. Bandaged girls

His left hand shook unnaturally. This was the price he paid for making cool moves while playing basketball last week. As for who he was doing it for...

"Yuanyou, the posts you posted on the Internet before were so powerful, they had so many clicks." The short-haired girl in school uniform put her hands on the table, her eyes were shining as she looked out the window just now, and now she was surrounded by herself

An excited young man named Yuan You was so frightened: "We should teach them a lesson. I was originally looking forward to Samsung's new mobile phone, but when I saw the advertisement, I almost burst out of anger."

When talking about the advertisement, the originally beautiful face of the short-haired girl suddenly turned extremely ferocious. You could feel that she took a deep breath and tried her best to ease her negative emotions. She smiled again and opened the empty table in front of Yuanyou.

The chair turned around and sat on it, holding his chin with his hands and looking at Yuanyou with expectant eyes: "Nai, can you post a post today? It would be better if you can add a P picture. Today we will explode the forum again,

We are a little short of manpower.

He lowered his head and rubbed his hands together: "Please, please, can I treat you to dinner next time we go out?"

Yuan You was distracted for a moment as he looked at her. He turned around and continued to look out the window pretending to be casual, but his eyes did not focus on the playground at all. He stared at the clouds passing in the sky, and his thoughts flew away along with the promise made by the girl:

"Okay, okay, but next time I go out, I will order the most expensive one, so be prepared to spend all your pocket money."

"No problem, leave it to me. The money used to support Yunho and Oppa cannot be touched. But don't worry, I will save my own food money!"

"Do you like Yunho so much..."

"It's Yunho Oppa!"

"Okay, do you like Zheng Yunho XI so much?" Wanyou curled his lips, looking a little unhappy.

The short-haired girl didn't notice the change in his expression at all. She cupped her fists and put her hands on her chin, pretending to be sincerely praying. "Of course, my biggest wish in life is to marry Yunho Oppa."

"Yeah....."

...

Good things never go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. It is always easier to belittle others than to praise others. Mixing some witticisms into it can even make people happier. Because it makes people feel light, they can continue to do it with a sense of joking.

Therefore, this practice can be carried out over a long period of time without any awareness of crime.

Sitting in front of the computer, the young man skillfully added photoshopped pictures to the post. In fact, this kind of pictures is very easy. There is no need for aesthetics and no need to deliberately coordinate the brightness of the picture. The realism is negligible and is required.

The effect is only absurdity and ugliness. Just use the pen tool to simply select the approximate facial area, hollow it out and add layers. For skilled people, it takes less than five minutes to produce a picture and publish it to the Internet.

superior.

He doesn't know them, doesn't understand them, and has no intention of getting to know them. He doesn't post out of negative emotions such as jealousy or disgust. He just does this to attract more attention from short-haired girls.

, which can make you stand out more in the competition with the other two people.

Send the photo to the girl with short hair via email, add the pre-edited text to the forum post, and then click upload.

"Artist..." Watching the green progress bar on the screen swallow up the last bit of white, and after a successful upload message popped up on the window, Yuanyou straightened his hands and feet on the chair and stretched his stiff muscles a few times. In his mind

The scene of the short-haired girl with the sun shining on her face while she was praying was constantly shown, and my heart started to beat again: "Do you want to find a chance to try and become an artist..."

There was a soft ding-dong message, and Yuanyou immediately sat up straight and picked up the phone on the table.

[I have seen the post, thank you. By the way, the meal will be at 10 a.m. this Sunday. The location is No. 13 of XX-dong. Jaesuk, Young-woon, and Soo-hye will also come, see you then.]

After quickly browsing the message, I saw other people's names at the back. I couldn't help but twitch my eyebrows a few times, but I still responded quickly.

【Okay, I understand, I will attend on time.】

After sending it, I still held the phone and refused to let go, looking forward to the arrival of the other party's next text message. Unfortunately, God did not follow my wishes. After ten long minutes of waiting, my hot heart gradually cooled down.

Disappointed, I threw my phone on the bed and pressed F5 on the keyboard to refresh the interface. The number of views and likes on the post increased by about 200, but it was still far behind what I sent the first time.

.Is it still in my mind?

I was constantly thinking about how to post the next post, and my mother’s voice came into the house through the thick solid wood door: "Quan Yuanyou came out to eat! He also played on the computer. Did you do your homework? The tutor for Saturday's tutoring class is here again.

I called you last week..."

"Here it comes! Don't rush me, I'm just writing." He hurriedly grabbed two books from his schoolbag, opened them and placed them on the table. He took off the cap of the carbon pen and placed it on the page. Finally, he lit the desk lamp.

After finishing the preparations, I breathed a sigh of relief, took one last look at the still silent cell phone, and walked out of the room amidst my mother's shouts.