Do straight men like plums or beautiful Xiao Ye?

I admire Li Ziqi very much, and I envy her. This is the life I look forward to. I didn't go to the search engine to find information about her (I usually go to spend time with my mother when I see what I like, but I didn't this time). I like her, but I don't just pry into other people's privacy. Today, when I saw her doing a sofa swing alone and carrying a sofa alone, my eyes got wet with a smile. I can't help it. I finally couldn't resist searching today and read a lot of her information. Anyway, I don't know how to think about those sprayers. I always look down on others' lives, always hide others from becoming online celebrity, and always show my ugly and dirty side to the winners when others succeed. Just like a bandit bully throwing his weight around in front of the emperor, he just wants to make people sick, but in many people's eyes, he is just a buffoon. Is that interesting?

Of course, there are more people who support her. Some like her dishes, some like the style of her videos, some are moved by her own self-reliance and others like everything about her. When I see her information, I will inevitably feel some sympathy in my heart, but then I feel relieved, and sympathy is useless. Moreover, she didn't want to get sympathy from others, but wanted to get recognition from others. Anyway, I very much recognize her. There is such a strange girl in this world. It's hard to imagine. In my opinion, whether she cooks, grows vegetables, picks flowers, makes videos, makes bamboo baskets, weaves dustpans, weaves hedges, etc., it's handmade in my eyes, but in her Weibo, it says, "Who knows, life skills in others' eyes are just your survival instinct ..." Survival instinct, how sad, although these are past tense, when. But when I saw this sentence, everyone's mood was the same ...

A girl who is strong and self-reliant, an ingenious girl, a girl who cares about her body for her fans, and a girl who only gives it away in Weibo to leave no excuse for others, most of the time I am left with only deep feelings and constant reflection. When I was a child, my life was hard, I couldn't eat, and I was often hungry. However, my family indulged me in every way, and my hands-on ability was limited and the conditions were not allowed. No matter who did the manual work, I would be deeply envious.