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"Why do men, who seem so ordinary, exude such confidence?"
A sharp voice pierced through the noise, like a haunting melody.
He Zhou raised his hand to rub his eyes, still feeling dazed and blurry. He remembered that he seemed to have blacked out from drinking last night. But this place was clearly not a hotel, nor was it his home!
Could it be that he got drunk in a bar and was now being picked up?
However, the feminist quote that came his way quickly clarified the situation for him.
Am I... in another world?
He Zhou opened his eyes in confusion.
What greeted him was a pancake face.
It was a face that could vaguely be recognized as belonging to a woman. He Zhou swore it was definitely not a beautiful face; even calling it average would be an overstatement.
Even with thick layers of foundation, the pockmarks and the freckles covering her entire face were still visible.
Ugly!
Not just ugly, but exceptionally so!
Disgusting?
Of course, it was disgusting!
Like a rat crawling out of a sewage ditch, trying to disguise itself as pure and flawless by rolling in flour. But even if it turned completely white, it would not be a blooming flower exuding a sweet fragrance; instead, it would be a corpse flower constantly emitting a foul and rotten stench.
It instinctively triggered a wave of nausea in him.
He Zhou felt uneasy and instinctively took a step back.
However, as he retreated, the woman across from him laughed.
She laughed loudly, her mouth curling into an exaggerated arc, resembling a clown with a comical mask—bright red lips and yellowing teeth.
Her smile carried disdain, arrogance, and a hint of condescension.
She shot a glance at He Zhou from the corner of her eye, carrying a hint of triumph. Her words were deliberately crafted to provoke the audience's nerves. "You see, we often encounter all sorts of men, each more peculiar than the last, yet they share one common trait."
"Do you know what it is?"
As she spoke, she intentionally raised a finger and pointed at He Zhou, a smirk playing on her lips. "It's that they may seem utterly ordinary, yet they can be so confident."
"I'll call them 'Mediocre Men'! Hehe..."
At the end of her statement, she let out a laugh that rang like silver bells but somehow felt unsettling, akin to the terrifying sound of a monster grinding its teeth outside a dark window in the dead of night.
Capital revels in elevating these monsters who lack any principles in their pursuit of fame and fortune!
The audience below followed her finger and caught sight of He Zhou, who had just awakened from his dazed state. He held his head in his hands, his expression seemingly pained. However, he quickly regained his composure, though his fists clenched instinctively, producing a cracking sound.
"Hehe, what's wrong? Did I hit a nerve with you men?"
"Are you angry?"
"Ready to resort to violence?"
"I'm just being straightforward; Chinese males simply don't measure up to Chinese females!"
Silence is acceptance; rebuttal is acknowledgment of being hit where it hurts. This is the logic of feminism—only they can insult and disrespect others, and if you attempt to explain yourself, the blame falls squarely on you!
The woman with thick makeup straightened her posture, seemingly trying to project an image of fearlessness. Or perhaps she wanted to showcase her physical beauty. But ultimately, she was a woman with her own private airport!
Yet she remained undaunted. As a feminist, instead of feeling fear in this situation, she was filled with excitement as if her elaborate schemes had finally caught hold of a man's weakness!
Her heart raced with exhilaration, much like someone with peculiar tastes! She longed for this man to swing his fists and strike her like a drumbeat.
If such a thing really happened, she would definitely become incredibly popular, and the capital behind her would be more than happy to promote her to the top position of Feminist Master. At that time, various endorsements and program invitations would surely flood in like a tidal wave.
But that's just the secondary aspect; the most important thing is the money behind the traffic, which has the intoxicating scent of wealth...
As this female advocate delivered her powerful speech, the audience erupted!
"This man's quality is too poor!"
"If he wasn't of low quality, how could he Lip Sync?"
"Teacher Yang is right; all men are no good..."
"I don't believe he would dare to act violently in front of everyone! Protect Yang Li and take on 'Mediocre Man'!"
The female audience members were shouting, filled with righteous anger, acting as if they were more dedicated than the most professional actors, without even needing a rehearsal. Meanwhile, the invited male audience members remained collectively silent.
It’s a case of "misery loves company!"
In recent years, the stigmatization of men has almost become a celebration within certain online circles! Everyone knows that this is not the reality, but faced with the overwhelming tide and chaotic punches thrown around, no one can fight back.
Because a fool will drag you down to their level and defeat you with their experience!
But if you ignore them, they will always be present in your sight, slowly filling every corner of the internet world.
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