"Lin Qi didn't interact much with his peers. What do you think of using 'Peers Make Lin Qi Feel Childish' as tomorrow's front-page headline?"
The birthday party was still going on, but the reporters had finished their intense photography session and finally had time to chat.
After receiving the film rolls sent over by the magazine publisher, Reporter A, who hadn't missed any important material, lit a cigarette and began contributing to tomorrow's front-page headline.
That headline... without a doubt, it would be something people liked to read, but it would also increase some people's resentment toward Lin Qi.
Some people simply had values like that: I don't know you, but I heard you're awesome, so I fucking hate you!
There were plenty of people like that in the Federation, especially among the lower and middle classes—
This wasn't limited to the fragile and sensitive people at the bottom. There were also some members of the Middle Class.
The Middle Class didn't all live comfortable lives, so some of them were just as sensitive. They were afraid of becoming "objects of contempt," so they took the first step and hated people who were awesome—or "cool."
It was like hurting others first to gain a sense of balance before they could be hurt. When they really were hurt, they would tell the people around them—
"Listen, I told you long ago that I didn't like this guy. Just look at his attitude. It's disgusting!"
Perfect!
Reporter B was smoking too. "If you aren't afraid of having Lin Qi's lawyers target you, you can write it however you want!"
"So far, he hasn't lost a single lawsuit, big or small."
Reporter A showed a trace of anger. "That's the best proof of capital colluding with power. No one can keep winning forever