Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 470 Horror Murder Comics ([-])
Sometimes, the reasons for the intensification of conflicts between people are actually ridiculous.

If one party is stubborn and one party is unwilling, or if both parties are stubborn or unwilling, it will easily lead to a dispute as powerful as a tsunami.

The marshals kindly persuaded him for a long time, but instead of resolving the conflict, the situation worsened.

Enthusiastic aunts joined the battle, overwhelmingly accusing the female white-collar workers of not giving up their seats too much, but the female white-collar workers still clutched their handbags tightly, with their chins raised high, and their faces full of stubbornness, as if they didn't think it was a problem What a shame.

"If you are so civic-minded, then you should give up your seats first." The female white-collar worker suppressed her anger and said sarcastically. "You gang of elders haven't seen anyone give up their seats, so why force me to give up?"

Her job is the front desk of the company, and she often wears high heels to stand there for a whole day. She is already tired enough, and today's situation is special, so why do she have to give up her seat?
The Love Seat is reserved for the elderly, the weak, women, children, and the disabled, and she is obviously included in the list!

Isn't this tantamount to admitting that she doesn't care?

These people blamed her without asking why, but what about themselves?

Hold tight to the seat under his ass/buttocks, for fear of being watched by someone!hypocritical!
Besides, the boss\/Master, there are so many seats around, he just keeps his eyes on her, after all, doesn't he think she is weak and easy to bully?

The audience didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so they secretly raised their mobile phones, filmed this scene, and uploaded it to the Internet.

Soon, this video became popular, and the number of views and comments skyrocketed. Almost most people were scolding the female white-collar worker who refused to give up her seat. Some even dug out her personal privacy and released it, her name, her job, etc. The unit, her friendship situation... are no longer secrets.

The skinned female white-collar worker was named Xiao Jing, and she was the front desk of a real estate company.

Before the video went viral, she was just one of a large group of young people working hard in the big city with dreams.

Ordinary as a grain of corn.

Ever since her privacy was exposed, Xiao Jing would be showered with countless strange eyes every day when commuting to get off work and eating, interspersed with a lot of unbearable abuse, and even reporters came to interview her for the reasons why she refused to give up her seat.

Xiao Jing's youthful and beautiful face quickly withered away, and she was ten years old in just a few days.

At this time, the manager of the company's personnel department also talked to her and politely handed her an envelope.

"Sorry, our company does not hire employees with low moral character."

Xiao Jing tried to explain, but no one could listen.

All her words turned into sophistry.

For a moment, it seemed that the whole world was full of abuse against her.

Xiao Jing walked out of the company building with her personal belongings in her arms, and squatted on the side of the road when she was tired from walking, ignoring the gazes of passers-by, and burst into tears.

She doesn't know what she did wrong.

Xiao Jing considers herself not to be a bad person. She sees a homeless man who occasionally inserts a coin or two, and when a new colleague comes to ask for advice, she will patiently answer it, and when an old lady falls down, she will bravely help her up.

It's just that he didn't give up his seat once, is it really so heinous?

No one really cares about the "cause" of her refusal to give up her seat, all the focus is on the "effect" of her refusal to give up her seat.

It's getting dark.

The dark clouds hung low, and the crescent moon covered the sky at some point.

The street lights seemed to be affected by the low air pressure, and the dim light was also dimmed several degrees. Even the sound of passing vehicles seemed to come from far away through a glass.

"Jingle, jingle—"

A bell rang from nowhere, and the thin high-heeled shoes stepped on the concrete road. The crisp sound seemed to be amplified ten times in the darkness, echoing in the dark alley.

Xiao Jing was immersed in her own thoughts, and when she finally realized something was wrong, there was a person standing in front of her.

A very beautiful girl.

The visitor was wearing a light blue sleeveless dress, the hem of which was blown into a beautiful arc by the night wind, making a rustling sound.

It was obviously not raining, but she held a transparent umbrella and handed over a tissue in a friendly manner, with a clear and pleasant voice.

Quiet night, deserted streets.

A mysterious and beautiful strange girl.

"Your makeup is off."

The mysterious girl looked at the sky and stretched out her hand with the palm facing up, as if she was absorbing the rain that didn't exist. Her demeanor was calm and elegant, and every movement seemed to be carefully calculated, no matter from which angle it looked, it was very pleasing to the eye.

A thin bracelet was tied on the girl's right wrist, and two small round bells fell down, and occasionally there was a clear and crisp collision sound, which was exactly the ringing that Xiao Jing had just heard.

Xiao Jing took the tissue in a daze, and smelled the scent of Angelica dahurica on her nose.

It smells so good.

She squatted, all in a mess.

The person who came came stood there, calm and relaxed.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just cry." The mysterious girl's voice was light, "If you can cry, it means there is still a chance to make amends."

Very middle school passage.

For Xiao Jing, at this moment, any kind words are a great comfort to her.

"Thank you." Xiao Jing thanked in a low voice, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, slowly propped herself up, staggered along the road, and walked towards an unknown place.

She didn't know where to go.

This world is full of malice.

She wants to escape.

However, where can escape?

"Hello." The mysterious girl called her from behind.

Xiao Jing stopped and turned around slowly.

"Today is my birthday, and I haven't received a birthday present yet, do you have something small to give me?"

This request can be said to be very rude.

Xiao Jing lowered her head, looked through the cardboard box in her arms, found an unopened small cake, and handed it over, "Happy birthday, little sister. Sorry, I only have this on me."

The corner of the mysterious girl's mouth curled up, as if she smiled.

She took it happily, and called out sweetly: "Thank you sister! My sister is so kind, there will definitely be rewards."

Perhaps infected by the girl's innocent smile, Xiao Jing's mood improved a little, and she reluctantly returned a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Little sister." Maybe it was suppressed for a long time, but Xiao Jing suddenly had the desire to talk. "You said, if a person insists on refusing to give up her seat to an old man, is she necessarily a bad person?"

"No." The mysterious girl opened the packaging bag, took a bite carefully, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved in a very flattering manner. "Giving up your seat is a virtue, not a morality."

The worst thing in the world is the kidnapper.

Whether it is kidnapping the body or kidnapping the spirit.

(End of this chapter)