The monkey's head is tilted slightly to the top right at an angle of 45 degrees, in a contemplative state. Suddenly, he turned his head sharply, facing the audience, and stretched out his index finger to make a gesture: "Hey, you, it's you!" Whoever I mean, who gets rich! ”
There was silence, and the audience seemed to have been immobilized by Sun Monkey and couldn't move.
Only a few seconds later, the situation changed dramatically, "God of Wealth, God of Wealth!" The frenzied audience blushed and shouted hysterically, dumb their voices. They sweat profusely and don't know it, and they don't know that their blood pressure is high in their skulls, and they just care about the surging heads and shouting wave after wave, because in everyone's perspective, the monkey, ah no, the God of Wealth, is referring to himself.
That's the secret. When people all over the world are staring at this small screen, no matter who the monkey refers to, the people in front of the screen will feel that the monkey is referring to themselves, and they are the chosen ones who will be favored by the God of Wealth.
In the screen, the strong beam of the spotlight hits the monkey, and its hair rises in the beam, as if emitting a hazy holy light, a holy light, an unsullied light, a deified light, this holy light, defined as a symbol of goodness and nobility.
Don't scoff at it. This is not an ordinary monkey, this is a rare monkey. I don't know what its scientific name is, but let's call it a "human-faced monkey" for the time being! It is similar to the rare monkey I saw in the monkey park of Shanghai Wild Animal Park last year, with square cheeks, sharp edges, white hair on the top of the head and chin, and an expression that seems to be described by the word "inhibited and frustrated". At that time, I waved my right hand desperately through the glass window, trying to attract the attention of the human-faced monkey, but it did not move, so calm that it did not even squint its eyes, and was obviously disdainful of me, a small and worthless human being. A desolate feeling suddenly rose from the backbone of my back, and it hurt a little. At this point, I remembered a story I had heard before, or rather a fable, about a person looking into the keyhole and trying to see the monkey in the room, but what he saw was a monkey's eye, and it turned out that the monkey was also looking through the keyhole. So do people look at monkeys, or do monkeys look at people? Is it the man in the cage or the monkey in the cage?
I stared at this little screen and began to think. But with the mind of an ordinary person, I could never come up with the mystery. So I can only type this question of my own in the comments, hoping that someone with knowledge will notice it and give me answers and guidance.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this comment was entered, it successfully attracted the attention of the monkey, and under the spotlight, it slowly lowered its noble and strange head at a forty-five degree angle to the lower left, and its eyes shot an imperceptible but rather sharp light. Luckily, I'm ...... off screenI couldn't help but shudder.
yes, off screen, what can it do to me? I began to secretly laugh at myself for my cowardice. Could it be that it can crawl out of the screen like Sadako, jump out, or stretch out a ghost hand and drag me into the screen "suddenly"?
I must have watched too many thrillers", I quickly touched some white lotus oil under my nostrils and temples, and my brain was suddenly refreshed. In this chaotic world, I just rely on these brain-sobering potions to survive. Some time ago, some netizens complained, saying that they were attacked by unknown radio waves, and the sound of "bang" radio waves in their ears was constant, and their brains were attacked and harassed by this kind of radio waves all day long, and they were in pain, and even wanted to commit suicide. At first, I flatly didn't believe it, speculating that the purpose of his lie was to deceive others into sympathy and then cut leeks? However, when I heard other people complaining about the same, I couldn't help but be skeptical. I quickly poured some white lotus oil into my temples to force myself to keep my head clear and my ability to think for myself.
The monkey in the spotlight seemed to see through my heart, and he seemed quite disgusted by my question, which extended from "people are looking at monkeys or monkeys looking at people" to thinking about "people in cages or monkeys in cages". Obviously, what the monkey said in his mouth, "It is better to be happy alone, than to be happy with all" is a very noble spirit, but this "many" must be a rabble. The rabble cannot be questioned, to give an easy-to-understand example: under the perfect eggshell dome, the yolk and egg white are safe, and the egg white molecules only need to surround and care for the yolk like the moon. Think about it, if any egg white molecule starts to think or question, the perfect egg shell cracks a crack, and bacteria come in, won't the whole egg be scrapped?
So Master Monkey thinks I'm "crazy".
It makes sense that I'm crazy, as I said before, the monkey is in the screen, I'm off-screen, what can it do to me? It can't cross the line between the virtual and the real to harm me, right? That's what I've always been afraid of.
However, ......Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst! Suddenly, from the four directions of up, down, left and right, spicy-eyed smoke shot out of the barrel of the gun, and sprayed wildly at me. I was so spicy that I had tears and snot, coughing incessantly, and the whites of my eyes were bloodshot.
This is a little lesson for you", Ding Dong, an anonymous voice message popped up in the private message, "Next time, I won't be so polite again!" ”
Are you gassing me? "I was astonished and terrified.
Hehe", the other party did not answer, sneered, and disappeared.
I looked around in horror and didn't see any jets. Where do these gases come from? Who is being manipulated? I stand alone between heaven and earth, looking up and looking down at the sky, and looking down at the earth, as if they were born out of thin air, which is really strange and incomprehensible.
When I opened the screen again, the monkey in the spotlight was presiding over the annual celebration at this time, as if nothing had happened.
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*From the web, for reference only).