"Don't you just want money? I'll give you as much as you want. Stop washing and come with me to the hotel!" "Fuck you! Are you pretending to be serious?! Isn't this how you make money?!" "You stinky bitch, do you really think you can get diamonds?! Get out of here!!" A community in Qingzhou City. At five in the morning, 24-year-old Zhang Yan went home from get off work with a shoulder bag on her back. On her face, there were still slap marks from the customer just now. This time is the quietest time in the city. The road in the community was quiet. At a glance, the tall buildings were all dark, and occasionally there were one or two houses with lights on. I don't know whose children were playing video games. Those who get off work at this time should be what everyone calls marginalized people in society. Zhang Yan pushed open the door and just took off her shoes when she heard a burst of abuse from the living room:
"Hey, you're off work again? Little bitch, how's your business today?" "Just do it, while you're still coquettish, hurry up and show off your beauty, when you get older, I don't know which normal man wants you!" "Then you can wait to find a second-married domestic violence man to marry! I won't care if you're beaten to death!!" The one who spoke was Zhang Yan's father. A 50-year-old middle-aged man who has accomplished nothing and owes hundreds of thousands of gambling debts. Zhang Yan has long been accustomed to her father's abuse. "I don't plan to get married." She just replied lightly and went back to her room. However, After closing the door, Zhang Yan collapsed on the ground. The tears could no longer be suppressed and rushed out. How could she not know what was said just now? A father with gambling debts, a sick mother in the hospital, and a younger brother who is in school. If she doesn't take care of this family, who will? The only thing she can do is to stick to her bottom line in front of the man who wants to spend money to sleep with her. But this bottom line will not bring her any respect. From the moment she entered this industry, she knew that she would never have love in her life. Marriage has become a luxury. Looking out from the window of the room, the bustling city is in full view.
But in this huge city, there is no place for her to stay Zhang Yan adjusted her mood and returned to bed. She couldn't sleep and started browsing her phone. Dancing, skirting the edge, marketing accounts. As usual, the meaningless short videos. Occasionally mixed with 20-minute movie commentaries. Zhang Yan didn't know what the point of watching these was, but only when she was browsing Douyin could she escape from life for a short time. One by one. The fingers kept flipping down. At this moment, Zhang Yan's fingers stopped. A video caught her attention. A girl in school uniform, holding a cello in her hand, seemed to be ready to play. Perhaps attracted by the school uniform, Zhang Yan did not brush it off. After all, Zhang Yan's own job content. It is to COS a high school girl to wash other people's feet. Technician No. 7, this is her name in the eyes of others. People like her don't deserve a name. Seeing the high school student in the video, Zhang Yan suddenly remembered the boy and girl she met a few days ago. The girl was really beautiful and left a deep impression on Zhang Yan. From her, Zhang Yan realized what a real high school girl is. After that day, Zhang Yan worked hard to study and review, and finally learned three points of essence from it. It was these three points that made Zhang Yan's business soar in the past few days, and countless bosses began to come to her to wash their feet. Today, a boss even spent a lot of money to take her away. Obviously, she should be happy, but Zhang Yan is getting more and more frustrated. She began to think about whether the path she chose is correct. Seeing the girl in the video, she felt extremely envious. If she was a real girls' high school, maybe her fate would be different. Unfortunately, she only went to vocational high school, which is not considered high. "~"
As the girl in the video played the cello. A leisurely sound of the piano began to echo in Zhang Yan's room. Zhang Yan was stunned. What a beautiful melody is this? Tender and affectionate, like a pair of hands, gently caressing the tears on Zhang Yan's face. Like love. It makes people immersed in it without paying attention. Dim room, cold quilt. In this extremely beautiful piano sound, Zhang Yan, lying on the bed, thought of many things. Once upon a time, she was also a girl with a beautiful yearning for love. Longing for a sweet love in a romance novel. In fact, she did have a relationship. From vocational high school to graduation, it lasted for 3 years. When she chose to go to the foot massage parlor, the man who had never left her for three years finally proposed to break up after persuading her in vain. For this, she cried bitterly. But why, now, she has become so indifferent. Zhang Yan's heart is bleeding. As the music reached its climax. The sound of the piano gradually fell from passionate to whispering. Zhang Yan was deeply touched. There are so many beautiful loves in this world, waiting for her to discover! But why, why can she only be willing to be a scrap of society? Is it true that there is no other way for her to choose? ! Finally, Zhang Yan couldn't help herself and sat up from the bed. She kicked the door open and looked at her father smoking in the living room. She bit her lip and choked and said, "I will quit after this month!" "From now on, I can't help you pay off your gambling debts!"
After using all her strength to finish all this. Zhang Yan returned to the room and opened the video again. Only then did she notice the introduction below the video. The song is called "Ode to Love"? What a beautiful song. The girl's name is "Cat"? Although this "Cat" didn't show her face, it gave Zhang Yan a feeling. This must be another girl who has the most youthful atmosphere like the girl that day, right? She plays the cello so well. There must be a love as beautiful as this song around her. When Lin Tian got up from the bed the next day, he unexpectedly found that his Douyin background had become "99+". He suddenly shuddered and clicked into the creator background. 23,000 likes, 110,000 views, and more than 6,000 comments. Lin Tian was shocked. This ratio of likes to comments is very exaggerated. Generally speaking, the number of comments should be one twentieth of the number of views, and some better ones can reach one tenth. When the ratio is far more than this data, even reaching more than one third—— Except for someone taking over the King of Hell, there are generally only two possibilities. Either, there is a big fight in the comment area, and people are passionately arguing. Or, the video quality is awesome enough. Lin Tian admitted that he had a gambling element when he opened the video. [Oh my god, I can actually see such a high-quality performance video on Douyin! ] [I, a country boy, feel sublimated after listening to it. ] [I got goosebumps! It's so beautiful, right? ! ] [I actually saw the most beautiful form of love in a song.] [It's actually an original song. Is there any big brother who understands it, please analyze what level it is? I, a country boy, just think it's awesome! 】 【.】 A dense barrage of comments slowly floated by.
At this moment, Lin Tian was finally convinced. The video went viral!
