Lookism (Wai Mao Zhi Shang Zhu Yi / 外貌至上主义)

Typhoon "Nezha" has officially reached

the shores of the east of our province on the 26th.

There will be continuous thunderstorms from tonight till tomorrow morning.

The National Meteorological Center has issued an

orange alert to remind citizens to take the necessary precautions.

Be careful when traveling.

I'm dead.

No. More accurately speaking,

I'm using another method to live.

To break free from my previous

tragic life.

[You'll be my punching bag from now on.]

[The Diary of Punching Bag Wen Shuai]

[Grandma, I want ten more skewers!]

[Thank you for taking care of Wen Shuai.]

[We'll definitely "take care" of him.]

[Bring some home to your families.]

[What disgusting skewers are this?]

[It's covered in saliva, get lost.]

The encounter that changed my life

began at the day I transferred school to Binhai.

Auntie, come take a look.

Hello, landlord.

This house is a little old,

but the air is fresh here.

This roof is shared with the tenants below.

That girl is one of the tenants too.

How is it? Go in and take a look.

Sure.

It's nice and fitting.

Bai Xiang is getting a new school hunk!

-Really? -Are you a model?

Lady Boss,

wrap this up for me.

[Bai Xiang Vocational Training Center]

-What time are you going home today? -After school. Why?

That's great. I want to go home early too

-but I don't dare to leave by myself. -Why?

-You're scared of meeting that flasher? -Yeah.

Watch properly.

I'm the flasher now, if I suddenly remove my clothes,

what would you do?

First thing, ignore him.

Second thing, mock him.

Third thing, record the evidence with your phone.

Got it? Fourth thing...

Boss, your food is here.

Hey!

-What are you doing? -What am I doing?

How many times have I told you, stop ordering Zhang Zhi Hao around.

Zhen Cheng didn't order me around. I'm doing all of this willingly.

Stop spouting nonsense.

Li Zhen Cheng forced you to say that, right?

If you want to eat, go get it yourself.

Hey!

Bai Xiang Vocational Training Center.

Hello, Grandma.

Yes, Shuai.

You're home?

A long time ago.

Grandma, I really want you to see this school.

This school is really big and super nice.

I'll take some pictures for you, Grandma.

I'm glad you can accompany me home today.

It's fine.

Tao Qiao,

was that the person who was taking photos at our school entrance just now?

I think so. Why?

Don't you think he's a bit strange?

He seems okay.

I hope he's not following us.

You think too much.

I think you've been traumatized by the flasher.

But it's okay, with you by my side, I'm not scared of anything.

Coward!

Don't you already have a bodyguard who sticks to you?

-What are you scared of? -Who?

Uncle, what are you doing?

I'm not creepy. My phone just happened to drop on the fl--

Give me your phone!

-Why? -You're taking pictures of us!

I didn't, I was taking selfies. My phone--

-Taking selfies when you look like that? -Tao Qiao.

Get down if you want to fight!

It's okay, it's okay.

Li Zhen Cheng!

What are you doing here?

I'm trying to de-stress.

-But you-- -Leave right now.

Don't make a scene.

You've been watching too many kungfu films.

Bringing justice to those in need?

That's my dream.

You're crazy.

What did you say?

Sit down and eat your noodles, brat.

Enough.

On account that we're from the same faction,

let me give you a piece of advice.

Put down your weapons and turn over a new leaf.

Come back and train with us.

Who's from the same faction as you?

If you like fighting, you can carry on yourself.

I don't care.

There's no pictures of us.

It's all of the school.

How about pictures of other girls?

Did we really wrong him? Maybe he was telling the truth.

His phone really dropped on the floor and it slid underneath your skirt.

Brother Hu?

What is this?

My goodness, he's stripping.

Is this performance art?

He's either a pervert or doing it for attention. Look at his stomach.

He's being bullied.

This is too much.

Look at Weibo.

What's wrong with him, is he a retard?

If I were him, I wouldn't dare to face anyone.

Is he a flasher?

I'm furious.

These people are too much.

He's already so pitiful.

They don't even comfort him and now they call him sick?

If it were me, I'd break their twists in an instant.

You're going to use that.

We don't have money to buy a new pair of chopsticks.

Maybe he's already seen all it.

Until the rainwater fills the cup.

What's wrong with him, is he a retard?

If I were him, I wouldn't dare to face anyone.

-You piece of crap! -You're taking pictures of us!

Taking selfies when you look like that?

[I want Grandma and me to be happy.]

What do you think?

What's that?

It looks like a corpse.

His pulse is normal. Wake up!

Bro.

Bro, wake up.

Wake up! Bro!

This isn't a place for you to sleep. Go home if you want to sleep.

Bro, wake up!