Jiangning City, Orange Bookstore.

Ever since the new youth tragedy novel "Sadness Goes Against the Current" which was claimed to be able to challenge Guo Si's open plan, entered Orange Light.

It is attracting female users of Orange Light Bookstore with its horrific attitude, which is different from other tragic works that are whining or deliberately imitating...

The story told in this book "A River of Sorrow" is too dark and realistic. Hopes are wiped out time and time again by more ruthlessness and malice. The comment section has had more than one quarrel over this.

Some of them believe that this work will set off a bad trend and that the relevant departments should intervene and ban it.

Some people think that the work reflects real problems in reality, and why others feel scared? It’s because the work hits a sore spot.

Zheng Wenjing, the editor-in-chief of Bamboo Dragonfly, expressed his views on behalf of the author.

She left this message:

In this farce called "a joke", there are no bystanders, only perpetrators...

There is not a single word about the romance in the novel, which is terrifying if you think about it carefully.

Combined with the sentence that Bamboo Dragonfly posted earlier, "They just push you into the water, not caring whether you can swim or not."

It has aroused widespread discussion on major forums such as Baidu Tieba and Tianya Forum.

So on October 15th, the number of views of a post titled "A farce, no bystanders, only perpetrators" on Tianya Forum soared instantly.

A problem that has never received much attention is like a small stone thrown into a mirror-like lake, causing huge waves...

Xianju Bushizi: I have also watched this movie "A River of Sorrow", and it is not an exaggeration at all.

Let me first talk about my personal experience. I experienced six years of school bullying and violence in junior high and high school.

One time, they locked the door at the dormitory entrance and wouldn’t let me in. I was freezing outside for a long time. When they saw the teacher coming, they helped me open the door. The atmosphere in our place is that people who don’t like to talk will be discriminated against…

That look, that contemptuous gesture, and the silent isolation and distance are what I can't stand the most. Every time I get home, I don't want to go to school...

When all the depression hidden in the heart can finally be expressed, the people who read the post are silent... They don't know how to comfort, perhaps they have hurt someone unintentionally.

However, Xianju Buxiaozi quickly replied to the post and said: Maybe I am indeed not likable, I just hope that if you really don’t like me, please don’t deliberately hurt me.

Because I am also a human being!

…………

In 2006, those who frequently surfed the Internet were not only teenagers addicted to the Internet, but also middle-aged uncles who often hung out on major forums to share their life experiences, and some high-paid white-collar workers who liked to show off their exquisite lives.

Regardless of status, no one can stay out of this matter.

Perhaps the darkness reflected in the book has happened to them before, or will happen to their children one day...

It’s dark. It’s so damn dark.

Xuancheng, a shabby Internet cafe.

The middle-aged man who had just got off work and was preparing to go to the Internet cafe to level up his game Westward Journey Online looked tired, puffing out smoke, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He closed the most popular website on Tianya Forum on his computer, packed his briefcase and headed home without stopping.

Hope it's not too late.

…………

After singing "Serious Snow", the girl let go of the microphone, walked down the stage silently, gave the musician teacher a warm smile, and called out sweetly.

"Thank you for your hard work, teachers."

Several musicians and teachers responded with a smile.

Some even joked that they were indirectly involved in the production of future Chinese entertainment golden songs, and could brag about it to their juniors in the industry.

The reason why they can get along so well is not only because the girl is sweet-talking and smart.

Since cooperating with the girl, basic drinks, snacks and even cigarettes are available. Every day in the music room is like watching a stand-up comedy show. Who wouldn't be happy about that?

Lin Jingshen nodded with satisfaction and left.

There's no way, my sister has a maintenance job at three in the afternoon.

Artists know how to make progress, so being a leader is a lot less stressful.

"Hey, Xiao Tingzi, Sister Jing is gone." The female musician said with a smile.

The girl's eyes quietly turned to the door, and after making sure that Sister Lin Yu had left, she sat down on the wooden floor, stretched her body, yawned and said.

"Teachers, are you tired? Do you want to join us?"

As she spoke, Ying Ting took out the playing cards hidden under the piano.

Several musicians looked at each other, smiled helplessly and shook their heads. They couldn't do anything about the little girl.

I'm also happy to have some free time. Anyway, I can't go home directly from get off work, so I might as well play some games with the little girl.

In order to add some gamble, they tore the paper that Ying Ting had drawn turtles on into long strips called "gold bars", and the loser had to stick them on his face.

Four people play, and the other four watch from the sidelines.

The rules are very simple. Whoever loses will be the next to take turns to play.

The three male musician teachers sat down generously, smiling and talking.

"Don't cry later."

"How about we let you have three cards?"

"How about this, if Xiao Tingzi loses, she can just call us Brother San, or Brother."

"Hey, this is good."

"You're the only one with so many ideas, but I like it."

The girl just smiled and said, "Brother Liu, Brother Zhang, Brother Du, if you lose, you can call me Sister Ting from now on."

Liu Quanhe, Zhang Yong and Du Pengju agreed without thinking twice.

They are regular customers at bars, and they are very proficient in Texas Hold'em and Poker, not to mention Landlord, which they have been playing since childhood.

…………A few hours later.

"Do you want to play again?" Ying Ting asked with a playful smile.

The girl held a poker card between her two slender white fingers, and when she showed the card, it turned out to be a king.

The three men opposite, whose faces were covered with gold bars, had bitter expressions and shook their heads like rattles.

Damn it, I will never gamble again.

If this were a game of real money, I'd probably lose my pants if I lost again.

Ying Ting flicked the playing cards into the deck with one hand. In fact, she was not proficient in playing playing cards.

But who says playing cards is a compulsory course for magicians?

From cutting the cards to dealing them, and even getting the cards in your hand.

She knew every card by heart, and the cards the three men would draw were all arranged by the girl.

Coupled with a poker face that remains calm in the face of fame and disgrace, the pressure is overwhelming.

Even if they play a hundred more games, they will still end up losing.

…………

In the afternoon, when Lin Jingshen returned to the recording studio to check on the girl's progress, the door of the music room opened and the girl walked out beautifully, calling out "Sister Jing" sweetly.

Sister Lin Yu nodded, but when she turned her eyes to the seven people behind the girl whose faces were covered with paper strips like lion heads, she was dumbfounded.

Lin Jingshen: ???

Seven musicians: ...

If I gamble again, I'll be a dog!

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