Reborn I want to surf

Chapter 227 What a hibiscus flower
Zhang Yin went online, read a book, and took a nap at noon.

When I get up in the afternoon, I will read 【Classmate Records】. Dai Hanhan is worthy of being a strange woman, and has drawn most of the students in Class 1 into it.Some of them were old users of Maiwo, who flocked to comment on her photo album.

"You are not fat even if you are 128 catties, don't lose weight, don't lose weight, let's have fun with the common people!"

"I really admire your self-control. I can't even climb in winter, let alone run."

"My God, you are only 128 pounds, you are too thin!"

The classmate said so, because of familiarity, outsiders can't understand it, especially the one who scolded Dai Hanhan in the morning.

"Where did the mental illness come from? A girl is 128 pounds and still not fat? Tell me, why is it called fat? Only 188 pounds is called fat?"

"This is nonsense from the group of relatives and friends, I am laughing to death!"

"..."

Zhang Yin is amazing, feeling the characteristics of web2.0 social products: no longer unilateral information output, but interactive.

Not to mention now, just those netizens who just started playing Qzone, Weibo, and Moments, when they post something, they always think in their hearts: Oh, will someone comment?How many people commented?

Every time I see one more comment, it is a joy.

And you don’t necessarily know the life status of the people you usually contact, but sharing life with each other through social products will give you a novel feeling of spying on others.

The students all know that Zhang Yin likes sports, but it is the first time that she "sees" through this form.

Everyone is on winter vacation, and there is nothing to do. It happens that there is something new to play and is full of interest.Busy searching for classmates, schools, or creating classmates, or learning to send photos, asking for likes and comments...

And all of a sudden, Dai Hanhan shared a graphic diary in his classmates, with a strange name:
"Looking for creative inspiration, looking for the passion of dancing, looking for the happiness of a lifetime (Looking for a Boyfriend)"

What the hell?
The students clicked inexplicably:

"I am a woman, my name is Sister Fu Rong, my seductive appearance and pure temperament make me ruthlessly picked out by everyone's eyes no matter where I go.

I'm always in focus.

My pretty face, coupled with that hot body that made a man's nose bleed, was destined to be a tragedy in the first half of my life.I have also had glorious brilliance, but these seem to be only related to my appearance, I am not willing to be ruthlessly mocked by fate, I have always longed to use my inner beauty to show my inner beauty..."

Zhang Yin also clicked to look at it, the more she looked at it, the more she got goosebumps, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously grinned.

This article is eloquent, and it can be summed up in one sentence: "My lady is so beautiful! She is too beautiful to fit in the world, and urgently needs to recruit boyfriends to match me as a fairy."

At the end of the article: "My height is 166cm, and my weight has not been measured recently, but I look very comfortable and eye-catching, after all, I came from dancing.

As for looks, post a photo and see for yourself, at least it belongs to the upper class. "

Huh?
And photos!

Inspired by the social attributes of Web2.0, Zhang Yin became gossiping, couldn't wait to scroll down, and then saw a few photos:

First, it was a woman.

I don't know if I have a height of 166, because it is difficult for normal people to see how tall they are from the twisted body.

She was wearing skinny jeans underneath, so tight that her fat butt stood out. On top was a red lining that showed her navel... Ah, no!

That's not a navel-baring outfit, it's an artificial navel-baring outfit because the clothes are too small to be put on a body that doesn't fit at all.

She has long hair draped over her shoulders, she is as enchanting as a snake, and the fat around her waist seems to be trembling.Huge face, big nose, no make-up at all, narrowed eyes with three points of sarcasm, seven points of coldness, and a little bit of unrestrained.

puff!
Zhang Yin was dumbfounded. Although she was very polite, she was so ugly!
Although she is very educated, what a turnoff!

It directly caused a kind of physical discomfort. Now our endurance has been improved, and we are almost invulnerable to all poisons. Even mediocre people have gone to India to drink the water of the Ganges River, and they tell everyone that it is clean and hygienic.

How could it be in 2004? Where did the early netizens see this kind of ugliness and cheapness?
The classmate record exploded in an instant, and they all ran to Sister Fu Rong's space to watch, and her profile picture had already been put on the photo, and there was also a self-introduction:

"Actually, I don't want to dance.

The long hair screamed in the wind, smashing the flying tears.

My love has not yet come, my heart is already tired, let me be intoxicated in the dance, let me be reborn in the dance..."

vomit!
This irritated all the netizens even more, and they shivered all over.

"Hahahaha, which mental hospital did this come from?"

"Looking at the previous text, I thought it was some peerless beauty, but I didn't expect... No, I'll vomit for a while!"

"May I ask, have you ever been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Sister, don't pay attention to them, they are all jealous of you, you are the most beautiful in the world, no man is worthy of you, post more photos, I still want to see hahaha!"

There was a lot of cynicism, but the amazing thing is that Sister Fu Rong actually responded to most of them. She was not angry or arguing, but just replied in a serious manner in her own language:

"I am based on the natural and simple characteristics, focusing on the natural beauty of hibiscus in clear water, showing the appearance and figure in all directions and from multiple angles."

"I am very unhappy, and my unhappiness stems from my superiority."

vomit!
Netizens were further stimulated, not to mention being angry, but disgusting, a little bit, but not absolutely, more of a surprise, wondering if there are such people in this world? !

Zhang Yin didn't curse, but she also commented: "Your writing is pretty good."

Unexpectedly, Sister Fu Rong replied in seconds: "Because I was followed by scouts at any time, and I was emotionally attacked by a lot of boys inside and outside the school all day long. I couldn't bear it, so I wrote this article to find love."

"Uh……"

Yinyin couldn't take it anymore.

…………

In the era of smartphones, WeChat is popular, and the elders basically use it. Our strong relationship includes parents and relatives.But in this era, most of the elders do not surf the Internet, let alone use communication tools.

Therefore, strong relationships mostly occur among classmates, friends, and colleagues.

Mai Wo [Classmates Record] instantly promoted the construction of strong relationships, and countless users enjoyed it, and Sister Furong naturally became the best topic for sharing.

The homepage also made a timely recommendation:
"There is a wonderful flower in my personal space, what a hibiscus flower!"

……

at the same time.

Shi Hengxia is also constantly swiping her space. Every time she swipes, the data increases by thousands, and the number of hits has already exceeded 15.

She has fully substituted into it, and she is really replying by herself.

The more she replied, the more enlightened she was, and the more she typed, the more comfortable she felt. At this moment, she finally understood that she wanted to feel this kind of attention.

The phone rang.

Liu Weiwei's voice came out: "The response is good and it has met expectations. We will continue to advance in a series of follow-up."

"Thank you!"

"How do you feel, I mean, can you bear it?"

"I'm fine, I'm not afraid of insults, I'm just afraid of being ordinary!"

(and also……)
(End of this chapter)