An Ren exchanged all the bottles he received in the afternoon for money at the waste collection station. This time, he exchanged 40 yuan, which was more than what he had gained in the morning. Now, An Ren had 250 yuan.
250？An Ren, who looked depressed, came to the ramen shop again. The beautiful girl curiously served him the noodles. An Ren wolfed down the noodles and then resolutely asked for a bowl of hot noodle soup. Under the curious gaze of the little girl, An Ren continued to collect waste.
SH was really a city that never slept at night. There were more people than during the day, and all kinds of shops welcomed an endless stream of customers.
An Ren sat in the brightly lit shopping mall and lit a cigarette. Looking at the surging crowd, he did not dare to continue shouting arrogantly like he did during the day. If he angered the public, he would really be unable to bear it.
An Ren kept tossing and turning the bag in the crowd. His use of Subtle Steps was superb. When the crowd saw An Ren carrying the bag, they quickly moved as far away as they could.
An Ren didn't mind and continued to collect the waste. When it was past 9:10 pm, An Ren dragged his exhausted body to the waste collection station.
The waste collection station was still open. An Ren went in and sold all the waste he had collected that night. The young receptionist looked at the middle-aged man who came to sell waste three times a day.
There was no longer any disgust on his face, but the greasy smell was still uncomfortable. He slightly dodged his nostrils and said to An Ren,"Uncle, you're really hardworking. You're doing it three times a day. Others only do it once a day.”
An Ren smiled and took the 30 yuan."I want to start over."
Then, he turned around and left. The young man looked at the middle-aged man who turned around and walked out in a daze. He felt that this middle-aged man must have many stories that he had no choice but to tell. He began to sympathize with this middle-aged man who wanted to turn over a new leaf. He felt that he should give him more tomorrow.
An Ren touched the 265 yuan in his pocket, feeling very satisfied. This was his day's harvest. After a few more days of saving, he would be able to turn over a new leaf.
An Ren returned to the bridge that he was at in the morning. Seeing that there were no empty seats, An Ren did not go in. He turned around and walked out. He thought about the park behind a shopping mall that had long benches for people to rest in.
An Ren came all the way to this small park. Looking at the empty park, he found an empty seat and sat on it. He wrapped his tattered and smelly military coat tightly.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
When he went to sleep, the girl who had taken photos of him today had also returned home from work. Her name was Qin Xiaoli. She was an internet celebrity who wasn't famous. She worked as a clerk in a company. When she was free, she posted on Weibo and live-streamed fast palms. Because of her beautiful face and sweet voice, she quickly gathered a lot of fans.
However, she did not have any talent or special characteristics that would make people remember her. She only wrote some articles about things that she was interested in to express her feelings. Gradually, her fans decreased, leaving only those who had the same hobbies as her to pay attention to her.
After all, there were thousands of beautiful women online, and no one knew if they were human or ghost behind the filter. Therefore, people liked to watch live broadcasts. Only those who were talented or especially memorable could become famous.
Qin Xiaoli returned home. After hanging up her bag, she poured herself a glass of water. Then, while drinking water, she took out her phone and looked at the videos and photos inside. She carefully selected them.
After selecting An Ren's videos and photos, Kuaizhang posted a few edited videos of An Ren. Then, he opened Weibo and wrote a paragraph on it.
"In the prosperous sh * t, there are still countless beggars who can't afford to eat and wander the streets. Are they still stubbornly pursuing their dreams? Or were they already numb to it? I don't know. I only know that they're penniless now, but they're still living in this bustling metropolis.
The environment we are in is much better than theirs. We should stick to our dreams, even if they are far away! Good luck! fighting! For my dreams!"
Below were several pictures of An Ren, front, side, and back.
That unruly gaze, that dashing back, the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, the stubble on his beard, and An Ren's extremely weathered eyes.
It instantly attracted a huge wave of likes and reposts.
On the fast palm, there were even more people who liked and forwarded it. People were conquered by An Ren's sharp outfit. He was wearing a punk-style tattered military coat. When the coat was opened, one could clearly see the black dirt on his bare chest and abdomen.
His unruly eyes, coupled with his extremely weathered eyes, and his stubble that made countless people's glasses fall off.
An Ren instantly became popular on the internet, and more and more people liked and forwarded it.
When Qin Xiaoli finished showering and lay on the bed with a facial mask, she opened her palm and saw that her fans had instantly soared from 100,000 to 500,000. She was so shocked that her mouth fell open.
Then, he looked at the comments below the video.
"D * mn, such a personality? It's too sharp."
"Is this the latest fashion this year?”
"This bro is too experienced. He's even more Zhang Xiubo than Zhang Xiubo.”
" This is Brother Sharp. Let's call him Brother Sharp from now on. Press 1 to agree."
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Qin Xiaoli looked at the comments below in shock. She couldn't care less about the mask that had fallen off. She quickly opened Weibo and saw that there were also likes, comments, and reposts below Weibo that had exceeded 500,000.
As time passed, the name Brother Sharp became more and more popular on the internet, and more and more people called him that.
Qin Xiaoli was also at a loss. She looked at An Ren, who had suddenly become popular on the Internet, in a daze. She did not know what to do now.
There were friends who were close to Qin Xiaoli, and there were huge letters from her. Qin Xiaoli looked at the huge letters that rang out from time to time. When she opened them, everyone who knew her was asking where Brother Sharp found them.
Qin Xiaoli quickly sent a message to the group. She didn't know what to do next. She just wanted to cheer for herself and her fans who followed her and worked hard in this unfamiliar big city. It was something like chicken soup in her heart.
But why did he suddenly become famous?
However, Qin Xiaoli immediately became worried. What if the tramp knew that she was the one who made him famous and might bring him unknown trouble? Would he blackmail her?
From the way he asked for the copyright fee for a photo that day, she knew that he was not easy to fool.
Qin Xiaoli began to worry. Then, she thought that if he became famous and made money, she would be his benefactor, right?
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