Ning is true to its name, in wine, in coffee, in the addictive bitterness of a million kinds, it is composed of the most important substance in that indispensable taste. She is special, yet ordinary, she is the kind of person you used to see most often in life - accustomed to enduring hardships, not resisting or being too obedient, but seeing everything as a challenge. Ning is such a person, possessing the rare quality of the New Era.
Wu Tianbo believes that as a sociologist today, being able to observe Ning is a great honor.
He still doesn't dare to mention "interview" to her. He knows that she is someone who is good at avoiding disturbances, especially in the New Era. This kind of thinking is even more precious. At a time when the era calls for traffic, heat has become a coveted resource for most people. Everyone is eager for the spotlight and the stage, wanting to showcase themselves, break through limits, and become famous quickly, eager to sell various concepts and sweet, dreamlike emotions.
Ning, however, remains indifferent. He always has a feeling that Ning is not truly indifferent, that she has actually experienced something, or rather, she doesn't want to experience something.
"Have you seen it?" "Yes, I have. Today's headline: the film crew used a cat for publicity, and the cat was really poisoned. First, the animal protection association raised doubts, and it is said that the director's team found a replacement overnight in response. Today, it was discovered by netizens again." Wu Tianbo noticed the subtle movement at the bar. When she heard this, her hands wrapped in hemp rope visibly trembled. This shop uses a brass narrow-mouthed coffee pot. Brass has strong thermal conductivity, and an inexperienced person can scald themselves. Ning's technique is very good, but now she's probably scalded herself, fortunately, she's wrapped in a circle of hemp rope.
Wu Tianbo inadvertently met Ning's pensive gaze, took a sip of the coffee at hand, it was a bit sour and a bit scalding, he didn't understand coffee, and didn't like to drink it.
He came here to observe, and his task is to write an opening report, covering yesterday, today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. What kind of person he is, he is probably not thought about it properly.
How can he arrange to meet Ning alone? Outside the coffee shop, they might be able to have a good chat. Even if they can't get straight to the point, at least they can pretend to be friends and greet each other - "Have you eaten? What did you eat? Was it delicious?" Wu Tianbo laughed, laughing at his own crazy and whimsical thoughts.
If it were not in a coffee shop, he would probably only be considered to know Ning unilaterally, and how could he have the opportunity to express his confusion to her.
Fortunately, his chance came quickly. Due to a wave of "retro" trend, this outdated coffee shop became a new internet-famous check-in spot overnight, with people coming and going, rapidly sharing related pictures in the process of promoting or being influenced. The yellowed posters on the wall, the lonely phonograph on the wall, the filter cups the boss collected from all over the world in the cabinet, the old and shiny narrow-mouthed copper pot on the bar, and even the twine tied around the hands of the coffee shop staff all made countless newcomers feel extremely curious, while Ning was overwhelmed by it all.
Those actions that have been repeated thousands of times at least, have never made her feel bored as much as today. She hates humans, especially the new ones. The new ones are crazy, they don't use their brains, they just act on emotions.
In a sense, she feels that they are primitive animals that have not undergone a complete evolution and should evolve again from scratch. It's probably a bit harsh to think like this, but she still insists.
She nestled in the recliner and let out a comfortable sigh.
Scooping a spoonful of peach smoothie, Ning thought, "I should quit tomorrow. Before becoming a so-called celebrity, I'll leave this damn place."
The movie happened to show a woman pulling out strands of hair from her throat until she violently vomited out a cicada pupa wrapped in the hair, completing both a resurrection and a rebirth. This was already another person, and she believed that a whole new world awaited the new person. Especially for Ning, life will never lack the "courage to start anew."
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