Chapter 1 Zhuang Zhou
Zhuang Zhou has already lay down and is bragging:
"In the past, it was called packaging, but now it was called character design. In this society, everything is inseparable from character design.
Celebrities make traffic by being cute and stupid, capital by being proud of patriotism, and politicians make votes by relying on political correctness... The West has been playing a slump, from top to the next, if I go over, at least I can be the governor!”
“How to say it?”
"For example, I...I am a man, right?"
"Well, what?"
"But in fact, I'm a psychological trans person, you have to treat me as a woman."
"Then why are you still wearing men's clothes?"
"I'm transvestite!"
"Then why do you have a girlfriend?"
"My lace edge!"
He patted his chest and said, "I am still a man, wearing men's clothes and having a girlfriend. Nothing has changed, but there are three layers of BUFFs on it. This is called taking advantage of the situation and a representative of public opinion."
"Wow!"
Several friends couldn't help but clap their hands. The technician who pinched his feet couldn't understand and expressed his admiration for his face.
Sprinkle water!
After bragging, Zhuang Zhou turned over, took out his phone and started to browse Douyin.
He used to not play Douyin, but only downloaded one for work. Although he no longer works, his habits are preserved and he can really pass the time.
In this era of "Panga is everywhere, and the pleasure is not as good as a dog", short videos, live broadcasts and self-media are pigs on the storm, and anyone can take off.
Just as they were brushing, the other people finished pinching their feet and greeted: "Laozhuang, go upstairs?"
"I won't go, I'll go back later."
"No, there is still activities tonight!"
"It's really a matter of time. If you are blind dates, you can go."
"Damn, you shouldn't get married early at a young age!"
The few of them are Zhuang Zhou's friends, they have a little wealth and are idle. They all have one thing in common: they are not good at studying, they don't want to work hard in big cities, and are willing to stay in their hometown to live.
Zhuang Zhou returned from a big city, but he didn't admit it was the same as them.
He studied in a university in Beijing, majoring in media. I heard that the teacher's surname is Xu.
After graduation, I joined an online company as a planning company, specializing in marketing and public relations for celebrities, film and television dramas, enterprises, etc. It is not the navy, but the upstream of the navy.
This kind of work becomes less conscience the more he does. After several years of his parents getting divorced, he left himself three houses and a fresh food supermarket, and then resigned and returned to his hometown.
He thought seriously that if his career goes well, he would save enough down payment at the age of 30, buy a house on Hebei, pay off the loan every month, and be ridiculed by the aunt in the blind date corner, and be strong enough to get married. He gave birth to a twelve-legged gold-swallowing beast, worry about the school district, quarrel with his wife, and he reached middle age and had no hair. His biggest wish is to buy an extra pack of cigarettes this month...
It would be so exciting to think about it!
In big cities, you can roll in yourself; in your hometown, you can lie into a salted fish.
So Zhuang Zhou lay down for a while before he got up and flew away.
There was no need to check out when you got downstairs. It was raining heavily outside, and it was going down from daytime to now, dispersing a lot of summer heat. He hugged and trotted into his car.
The car is not expensive, and it is an SUV that costs more than 100,000 yuan.
It was 6 o'clock in the evening, but it was unobstructed in this small county town and was filled with mist. The car broke through the rain curtain and ran through the wet streets and neon lights on both sides. The moisture inside the car was already hot by breathing.
Of course, he did not go on a blind date, but went home and stopped outside an old community.
The first floor store is hung with a sign: Wanxing Fresh!
The supermarket is about 200 square meters, and there is no need to pay rent. It radiates to many residential areas around it, and the daily flow is quite good.
Two salesmen were chatting, and they thought they had made a 0.0000001 free money. They were very embarrassed when they saw the boss. They wanted to pretend to be busy with work, but they didn't know what they were busy with.
"Okay, I'm not a capitalist."
The dealer went around and asked: "How is the cooked food sold?"
"Chicken stand, sausage, and pig ears are all fine, but I buy less roast chicken."
"Where is tofu?"
"It's all about tofu, it's just right for you every day."
"I don't have to go to roast chicken in the future. It's raining heavily today and there are fewer customers, so I get off work one hour early."
"Thank you, boss!"
One house in Zhuang Zhou is in this community, and the other two are in the east of the city, where they usually live here.
He turned around the supermarket, ran to the opposite side of the road, and when he entered the door, he shouted, "Daf plate, add an egg and make it more spicy!"
"Okay!"
The small shop with four tables, the water vapor and the smell of fireworks mixed together, creating a wonderful sense of security. Several old men sat next to the table, one bowl of noodles, one plate of cold dishes, one plate of chicken stand, and a few bottles of beer noisy.
There was a big red paper on the wall, which read "The Origin of the Board".
Probably related to the Zhang Fei who joined the Taoyuan. General Zhang thought that the noodles were too soft and biting them boring, so the chef repeatedly developed them and developed this kind of "plate noodles". After eating them, Zhang Fei laughed and cheered...
Zhuang Zhou likes to watch this kind of thing.
In China for 5,000 years, there are too many delicious food and too many celebrities. I can almost match every dish with a celebrity, regardless of whether they are happy or not.
Soon the plate is served on the table, the noodles are strong, a few vegetables and pieces of meat, an egg is nestled inside, and the soup is filled with red oil of spicy food.
This is his permanent canteen, and he eats three or four times a week. While eating, he browsed the hot searches on Weibo, and saw a news in the top ten:
#AI Face Change#
"In front, Yang Tianbao cut 80 million pictures and appreciated himself, but now there is a young man with 100 million AI faces to change his face!"
"A new drama of a top-notch ancient puppet has been broadcast. So far, netizens have found that at least 10 scenes are AI-changing faces! It is said that he gave up during the filming process, went out to play for a month, but he was unwilling to make up for the show when he came back. The director couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only shoot with a stand-in and then change faces with an AI."
"The entertainment industry is so amazing! Is this the top star's strength? I love you!"
"AI face-changing? Isn't that what can only be seen in domestic areas?"
"Private chat upstairs!"
As a professional melon-eating man, he reacted mediocrely.
AI face-changing is not new. For example, in the online drama "Three Thousand Crows Kill", there is an actor named Liu Lu who was arrested for making trouble at the train station with flammable and explosive items, resulting in all her characters being replaced by AI face-changing. That's a terrible sight!
The face is twisted, the expression is stiff, and the color blocks are flickering...
For example, Zhao Lixin from "Glorious Ages", after this guy got frustrated, he changed his face to Huang Zhizhong.
"Anyway, they are all substitutes in filming, and the lines are dubbing, and the stars will be OK if they make a face. But before, they used to cut pictures, but now they are changing faces. The technology has been upgraded. Maybe in a few years, real-life virtual stars will appear!"
Zhuang Zhou posted a comment, picked up the bowl, and ate it clean with soup and water.
"Boss check out!"
After eating, the rain seemed to be heavier and it was still thundering.
He hid in the puddle with deep feet and shallow feet, trotted upstairs, washed, changed into underwear, slumped on the bed and brushed his phone until late at night, which ended the day of the salted fish.
When he is sleeping, he is used to setting the turn-on and shutdown time and then using his mobile phone to make white noise.
The white noise is a bit like rain and wind, which can create a natural atmosphere suitable for sleep. Of course, it doesn’t need to be used today. He quickly fell asleep in the sound of natural heavy rain.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I heard the “rumbling” of thunder rolling, the house vibrated, the walls and floors were trembling, and a mysterious force called “quantum mechanics” ran around indoors.
Zhuang Zhou was confused, not dreaming.
Chapter completed!