The computer monitor displays a web page.

That is Zhihu's homepage, and the account in the upper right corner shows a cute cartoon avatar.

Luqiao clicked his avatar with the mouse and selected my homepage.

The name of the account is: Herbal Tea.

The introduction column says: Know everything and answer unpopular questions in various fields.

There are as many as 630,000 followers in this account, and they have received 1.23 million approvals.

The account has more than 200 answers, but does not mark any information about it.

All occupations and fields are blank.

Lu Qiao looked at his answer, and the hottest answer first said: I used to be a Chinese-American special forces soldier and went to the Syrian battlefield...

Secondly, popular answers: I just got off the plane in China. Before, I had the opportunity to serve as CEO of a Fortune 500 company. What company is specific?

At this time, there are hundreds of comments and followers in the upper right corner.

Lu Qiao read a random comment: Is it true or false?

The content was written by Lu Qiao before: I saw alien UFOs when I was an astronaut at NASA, but in fact, I understand carefully that it is not that UFOs are just the cosmic garbage floating in outer space after the satellite disintegrates. There are no aliens, let me tell you the story of my at NASA...

Lu Qiao did not answer the comment, and smiled and reached out his fat hand to take out the potato chips from the red-flavored potato chip bag beside him and stuffed them into his mouth to eat them, making a sound.

Luqiao looked at the comments behind:

fraud;

I broke my feet the day before yesterday, and I am getting better today? What are you going to do tomorrow?;

A versatile professional, yesterday Syrian mercenaries, today NASA astronauts;

No, I think it's very true;

Really? Are you a primary school student? Do he dare to say it more fake?

Negative comments account for the majority and did not affect Luqiao's mood at all. Because all the negative comments also had encouragement content, Luqiao praised the positive comments.

Although trying to see these is like rushing for gold in the sea of ​​sand, Luqiao always likes them whenever he sees praises. Only a dozen likes are mentioned in the hundreds of comments.

But Lu Qiao also stretched with satisfaction, and unknowingly finished eating potato chips and threw the empty bag into the trash can.

Lu Qiao looked at his greasy fingers and instinctively resisted, but his body still responded.

After licking the oil stains on his fingers, Lu Qiao looked at his instinctive reaction and felt a little disgusted.

But I could only sigh and continue looking at the computer screen, and poke the page with my mouse: Wait for you to answer.

I read a page of questions with a wide range of questions and saw a question with a lot of followers in the content: Will fat people feel inferior?

Lu Qiao sighed at his fat belly, thought for a moment, and wrote in the answer: It depends on the situation, I used to be very fat, but the fat man may not be inferior. When I was the fattest, I was 300 kilograms and then I was doing second-hand car sales. The worst cars in the store were Lamborghini...

Luqiao began to type wildly, and a narrative text of thousands of words appeared within ten minutes.

Luqiao's fat hands were flying up and down on the keyboard, but strangely, every time they touched the farthest P key, they would touch the O key.

As the number of times of deleting typos is increasing, Lu Qiao sighed helplessly: "My fingers are so short."

After writing, it is another life that ordinary people cannot access.

After writing, Luqiao began to check for typos, and a knock on the door outside the room sounded: "Son, I'm having a meal, I have the braised chicken wings you like."

Lu Qiao quickly touched his body, as if he was looking for something.

After looking around for a long time, I found my wallet on the computer desk.

I opened it and saw that there was only some money in my wallet.

Grandpa Mao didn't have any red money, and Lu Qiao saw the ID card he wanted to see the most.

After taking out his ID card and taking a look, Lu Qiao stuffed his wallet back and sighed: "This is a damn, a failed life."

"Come and have dinner, the food is going to cool down." Mom's voice came again.

Lu Qiao patted his fat face and stood up from the chair and walked out, muttering: "Come."

Open the door to the room, in an old residential building from the 1980s and 1990s.

My parents just sat down to have dinner and watched TV series.

Lu Qiao sat down and looked at the full bowl of rice that was taller than a mountain, and a large plate of braised chicken wings made specifically for himself.

Luqiao just ate a few bites of rice symbolically, then got up; "I'm full, parents, please eat it."

"What's wrong? I don't have an appetite today? Or is it not delicious?" Mom asked in confusion.

"What do you ask? Just wait for the chicken wings to send him to his room." Dad slapped the table and took a sip of beer.

"He has no appetite recently, haven't you seen it?" Mom retorted.

Luqiao walked towards the second bedroom, and my mother hurriedly chased after him.

"No, no, no, no, mom, I really can't eat it today, just make a little at night." Lu Qiao quickly explained.

At this time, I was a little breathing after walking a few steps. My mother seemed to see something and said, "What? I want to lose weight recently. We can hear you exercise in the room recently. I saw that you have eaten less recently. I thought you have a bad appetite, but it turned out that I really lost weight."

Lu Qiao pointed his head awkwardly, and when he entered the room, he locked the door and closed it.

Lu Qiao sat back in front of the computer, corrected his content again and sent it out.

After waiting for a few minutes, the trolls and likes arrived as promised.

But the road bridge did not open, but closed the web page.

Lu Qiao began to carefully observe all the software on the computer, and half of them were all kinds of large-scale 3A games.

When I turn on the steam on my computer, there are no 3A masterpieces missing.

Almost all old games are old games of all time low. One of the most common games is the free hang-up web game on Steam. The game duration is terrifying for more than 4,000 hours. Lu Qiao complained: "I love to play pirated versions?"

Lu Qiao turned on my computer again and looked at the CDEF disk.

Except for the C disk, there are twenty G remaining, the other three disks are all red.

Each hard disk is opened, and it is all unsatisfactory.

Lu Qiao shook his head, clicked the starting point in the lower right corner to turn off the computer and have a nap.

This kind of life is best to waste. After clicking on the start, Luqiao saw the temporary file at the top of the XP system.

It was an unfinished temporary file for video production, and the road bridge tried to click on it.

I found it was a clip of a game video, and Lu Qiao watched it.

The twenty-minute video is quite interesting, with all kinds of funny jokes.

Lu Qiao found the problem after a closer look. He used pirated games to make videos? But he finally knew what he was doing.

Luqiao opened the web page and clicked on B station above.

You should not behave like a person, but there is a fat face on the computer.

Look at your UP master ID: Game Harvester.

Luqiao tried to open and found an account with 200,000 fans.

The account is full of game videos, with a lot of likes and comments.

There are also users who charge it, and it turns out that this is their own source of work and income.

Luqiao looked around again and saw a diary.

Open pages and read them to know what happened.

Today I am a fat man named Wang Yuan. I was bullied by my classmates since I was a child and had no friends.

After dropping out of high school, I have been at home and am very filial to my parents.

But he is introverted, so he has tried many jobs but it is difficult to integrate into society.

I like games but have no talent for gaming, so I started trying to edit.

Unexpectedly, I became popular by playing stand-alone games because of funny jokes, so I started to use it as a career.

The monthly income is about 3,000 yuan. Luqiao clicked on the web page and entered the IP.

This is Lugang, China, a third-tier city. The average salary is only 2,200 yuan.

This means that although I am a fat man now, at least the money I earn is above the average in third-tier cities.

"I blamed you wrongly, and I thought you knew how to rely on your parents without accomplishing anything." Lu Qiao said to himself.

Because Lu Qiao discovered that the diary wrote about the reason why he had no money, he would hand over 80% of the money to his parents every month for his salary.

The remaining money is maintained for gaming equipment, so it is all pirated.

When the parents took out part of it as food, they also helped to buy a house and buy a blind date and marry and have children in the future.

At the end of the diary, yesterday's content, read: Work hard and you will get better if you lose weight.

After closing the diary, Lu Qiao took out the old Android phone in his pocket.
To be continued...