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Today’s story starts with a mediocre office worker...
If everyone has a personality, Xu Ao’s personality is ordinary.
ordinary looks, straightforward emotional intelligence, undergraduate diploma from a second-rate university, giving people an impression of "too mediocre".
Xu Ao is 24 years old this year. He works in an advertising company. Each of his colleagues has four or five labels on his body. They are plump and glamorous.
For example, Director Lin, who has just been promoted, is set as "a meticulous workaholic". Always check in at work at the earliest, and the boss will not leave unless he gets off work. There is no leave for the whole year. The work group takes the lead in replying to the record holder who “received” for one year. At the same time, he is also a firm supporter of the company's system. No matter how strict the regulations, he can't squeeze a complaint from his mouth. He is simply a perfect employee in the eyes of the boss.
For example, colleague Zhang Qian, her personality is "exquisite single celebrity." She has always disdained hot pots, barbecues, cafeterias, Chinese canteens and other places that are crowded and not high-end. No matter where you go, the check-in text in the circle of friends will definitely be accompanied by a paragraph of English, and the logo of a clothing will always be just right in the selfie photos.
Another example is Xiao Dong, a new intern. His personality is "Maverick and Literary and Fresh". Reading software ranks first all year round. The book list is filled with traditional Chinese magazines from Hong Kong, Japanese haiku poems, philosophical works from Greece and Rome, and psychology books from Europe. In the circle of friends, he likes to publish some niche movies from Italy and the Netherlands. Douban films with more than 20 critics cannot catch him.
Looking at himself again, Xu Ao thought for a while, and felt that he was so ordinary that he couldn't touch any personal settings.
is also ordinary because he often feels that he is incompatible with his colleagues around him.
For example, last time, Xu Ao reposted a tweet about "A certain life" in the circle of friends, and Xiao Dong left a message below: "Hahahaha, I still have a little style."
"What do you mean?" Xu Ao asked .
"This kind of article is just to incite emotions, it has no depth." Xiao Dong said.
"But I think it makes sense, so I forwarded it." Xu Ao explained.
"People say everything, hey." After Xiao Dong returned these words, he ignored Xu Ao again.
Another time, Xu Ao bought a piece of sushi to thank Zhang Qian for her help at work. But when Zhang Qian saw the sushi brand, she immediately changed her face and said, "This restaurant is too low, you can eat it yourself."
Xu Ao thought about it for a while and probably understood what she meant. Last week, Auntie Cleaning carried this brand of sushi to celebrate her grandson’s birthday.
"Try it, this restaurant tastes really good." Xu Ao tried to convince her.
"Forget it, you can take it." Zhang Qian walked away with an unhappy expression.
Xu Ao instantly felt that he was at the bottom of the company's contempt chain because he was not niche enough and not personal enough.
"Ordinary people can also have the charm of a celebrity, the social level has doubled, and the employment rate has increased by 60%. Come and choose your ‘personal design’!" The voice of shopping advertisements came on
TV.
"Buy a set of people?" Xu Ao looked at the TV screen and moved his heart.
"Hello, please describe in detail the image of the person you want to buy, and we will customize it for you." The sweet voice of customer service came from the phone.
"You need to have personality, good taste, and high grade...In short, you must be the kind of person who attracts the most attention in a group."
"Okay, I see, you want "Upper elite" type personality."
"Yes, yes," Xu Ao nodded excitedly holding the phone, "When will the shipment be made?"
"Please leave your address, we will be within 3 working days Send it inward, please check the payment before making the payment..."
hung up, and Xu Ao started a long wait.
three days later, "Personal design" arrived as scheduled. As soon as Xu Ao took the package from the delivery man's hand, he could not wait to take it apart. Under the layers of tape and foam, was lying with only one injection. The package of the
injection reads: upper-class elite personality supplement gene modification solution.
Xu Ao injected it into the body intramuscularly according to the instructions of the instructions. His eyes gleamed, waiting for his ordinary life to begin to change.
A few days later, my colleagues discovered that Xu Ao, who is usually humble, seemed to have changed a person suddenly.
In terms of work, he began to become motivated, and he was good at speech, and his rigorous attitude approached Director Lin. In addition, his dressing taste and living habits have become very particular, and no one has ever seen him patronize the pancake fruit downstairs in the company.
has to admit that Xu Ao now looks like a white-collar elite close to the upper class, which makes everyone admire.
The first benefit brought to Xu Ao by the "upper elite" persona is promotion. Because of his serious work attitude and outstanding progress, the boss has called him more and more times, and even promoted him as his assistant.
Just when Xu Aoan enjoyed the convenience brought by his personal design and felt that he could sit back and relax, an episode happened.
One day, a rustically dressed middle-aged woman appeared in Xu Ao’s company. The woman looked around at the door, as if looking for someone.
Xu Ao looked out through the glass door. It was his mother.
"Why did she come, this is terrible..."
Xu Ao once said that his parents who work in agriculture are middle school teachers. For that matter, he still feels not decent enough, and tries to seize the opportunity to go to his parents. Put some gold on your face. After all, a good family situation also gives one's own "upper elite" extra points.
"Xu Ao, do you know that person? Always look at us." Zhang Qian asked.
"I don't know, the new cleaner? Leave her alone." Xu Ao pretended to answer casually.
At this time, the cleaning lady who was cleaning the ground heard Xu Ao’s words and immediately ran to the door of the company like a big enemy. The broom was raised in front of the women for a while, and she pulled her face and said: "There is no recruitment here, hurry up. Go."
"I'm looking for someone." The woman raised her hand to cover her nose, and looked carefully at Xu Ao.
How could Xu Ao perceive his gaze, so he stood up and hid in the pantry.
"Did you look for the wrong place? This is an office building, not a construction site." Auntie Cleaning twiddled her mouth.
Seeing her son hiding from herself, the woman probably knew some of the reasons, so she no longer entangled, and left in disgrace.
That night, Xu Ao Tieqing cursed at his mother: "You say you, come as you want, but what does it mean if you don't say hello in advance, do you want to embarrass me in front of my colleagues?"
·····I just drop by, I want to see you, I didn't think so much." Xu's mother hesitated aggrievedly.
"It's hard for me to save some face in front of them. Your dressing almost made me fall short, you know?"
thinks that the person I've worked so hard has almost ruined, and Xu Ao is so angry. I can't help it, completely forgetting the connotation and cultivation of being an "upper elite."
"My son, when did you become like this." Mother Xu looked up at her son, with tears in her eyes, "We are farmers, but we also have the backbone. We earn money by our ability and are not afraid of being looked down upon."
"You It's easy to say, this society, how can you survive without'packaging'?" Xu Ao interrupted the conversation and walked angrily to his bedroom, "You don't come to the company to find me in the future. I am like this, also to make money to support the family." In the empty living room, Xu Mu sighed heavily, turned and walked into the kitchen.
lying on the bed, Xu Ao became more upset the more he thought about it.
"When they go to work tomorrow, will they doubt me." A person with a guilty conscience tends to magnify all unfavorable factors infinitely, "If they know the true identity of my mother, then my personal settings will be completely collapsed. "
thought of this, Xu Ao bounced off the bed suddenly and grabbed the phone.
"No, no, the ‘upper elite’’s personal settings are too easy to be exposed, and it’s not enough, I need more!"
Xu Ao dialed the customer service number, and saidQi pre-determined a "warm man" character, a "learned" character, a "calm" character and a "vitality" character.
"Sir, different personages will actively reject things that contradict it or inconsistent with their identity in the body. Customizing 4 types of personages at the same time may have side effects." A sweet voice came from the phone.
"It's not closed..."
Xu Ao's words were interrupted by the knock on the door. Xu mother stood at the door holding a bowl of fragrant egg noodles, looking at him with some anxiety: "Son, eat something. Rest again."
"Don't eat, I'm busy!" Xu Ao responded impatiently, and then told on the phone, "Hey, just deliver the goods, and I will take care of the rest. "
Soon after, Xu Ao's life ushered in a greater dawn.
During a business negotiation, the boss of the other party admired Xu Ao very much. He dug him into his company and his salary was doubled. Xu Ao came to the new company happily and met more people and new customers of all kinds.
But as the number of people with whom he interacts continues to increase, he finds that he must be more careful to maintain every "personality" of his own. There must be no logical loopholes in words and actions, no inconsistencies, and more careful not to "slap in the face." In order to please every customer, Xu Ao even listed a table.
For example, if you want to meet Mrs. Wang who lives in the second ring road of Beijing on Monday, she likes tea ceremony and Tai Chi, but doesn't like too radical youth culture, then Xu Ao will converge on his “vital” personality and enlarge “steadiness” and “learned” "Personal design, make corresponding adjustments.
is another example of a post-90s president whom I will meet on Tuesday. At a young age, Xu Ao made a fortune by developing games. Xu Ao is not suitable for showing his too traditional and outdated side.
Sometimes, he needs to make extreme "personal" changes in just a few hours.
However, even so, the five artificial medicines are no longer enough to deal with various situations and situations. Xu Ao wants to be exquisite in the social circle, and he must continue to buy new artificial medicines to arm himself.
In just one month, Xu Ao has purchased dozens of potions. Now he can switch "personal settings" at any time in different scenes, just as simple as using a remote control to control the TV to change the "next station".
Xu Ao walked out of the office building at three o'clock in the morning. He had just finished working overtime, but he was in a good mood, his feet were brisk, and he could still hum a song.
I don't know why, Xu Ao feels that he has become very talkative during this period. He often talks to himself by himself. If the preface does not follow the words, it may be a side effect of artificial medicine. However, even such a side effect is insignificant compared to the upswing period of the career.
Back home, Xu Ao looked at himself in the mirror while washing. The eyes of
are dark and energetic, as if they are mixed with other things.
"What's more?" Xu Ao looked at his face carefully and said to himself.
However, the next moment, the self in the mirror suddenly smiled secretly, and said: "What do you mean?"
In an instant, Xu Ao was scared into a cold sweat, backed back again and again, and looked in the mirror again. There is no abnormality in the
mirror.
Was he speaking just now? Xu Ao touched his lips, as if in this way, he could confirm that he was not adding "personality" to himself.
Xu Ao shook his head, feeling that everything just now must be an illusion, because of the exhaustion of work.
As the social level becomes wider and wider, Xu Ao is becoming more and more powerless.
Thousands of people, with multiple roles, it is not a simple thing to maintain the multiple personalities of oneself. What's more, as the people around him understand more about him, the simple persona seems to be useless anymore. Without real materials, he pretends to be exhausted.
Just the day before yesterday, Xu Ao almost showed himself in a wine tasting. At the
wine tasting, two old customers he had served turned out to be acquaintances. Xu Ao looked at them awkwardly. He pressed the buttons on the remote control indiscriminately, but he could not find a suitable “personal setting”.
"Mrs. Wang, you also know Xiao Xu. I can talk with him very well and often discuss games." The post-90s president boasted.
"Is that so? He told me before that he doesn't like games played by young people, he likes tea and more meat." WangThe wife smiled.
The two looked at Xu Ao, who was in cold sweat.
"Haha, talk first, I'll go to the bathroom." Xu Ao made an excuse to escape the scene hastily.
He knows that this is just the beginning. If they talk more, they will find that he is a multi-faceted person who only sells people.
He finally understands how hard it is to show off something that doesn't belong to him, and this hard work will increase over time and increase by geometric multiples.
But he regrets now that it is no longer useful. The social circle he has managed with great care is like a tall building with unstable foundations. If it collapses overnight, he will also fall to the bottom of the valley, and it will be forever.
"I have to persevere, and when I succeed one day, I won't pretend to be my true self."
But... Xu Ao is a bit confused. What is his true side? What does it look like?
Suddenly he missed the past a little bit-in the past, ordinary life without everything. Maybe that's the most authentic, relaxed and happy day for yourself? But why did you want to change yourself into what you are now?
"I don't know how the old colleagues are now?" He suddenly had an impulse to visit his former colleagues.
Xu Ao knew that it was very close to Director Lin's home, so he bought some fruit and took a shortcut. As soon as I walked into the alley and passed the glass window of a private house, I vaguely heard Director Lin's loud voice.
"What a shit boss, I have seen him not pleasing to the eyes since the first day I came to this company. I have had enough." I saw Director Lin with red cheeks and chopsticks in his hand, sitting at the dinner table and talking to his wife. Endless.
Xu Ao watched this scene with some surprise, feeling that Director Lin at this time was very different from the usual persona.
Coincidentally, Director Lin just happened to feel the gaze of his eyes and glanced sideways at the window. His eyes clearly saw Xu Ao, but he swept his eyes to the ground with a guilty conscience, and then turned to the tabletop.
"However, although our boss has some shortcomings, I still admire him for his personality." Director Lin's voice gradually faded, still trying to restore his image.
Xu Ao now has a lot of characters, and he naturally understood Director Lin's embarrassment in an instant, so he turned his head and left sensibly. He thought, in that case, just go and see Zhang Qian, his former colleague.
Last year, because he was responsible for calculating the mailing address of employee benefits, he still kept the file in his mobile phone. According to the above record, he came to the corridor of an apartment and couldn't help but suspect that he had read the wrong address.
Outdated decorations, painted doors, all kinds of discarded domestic garbage in the corridors, small advertisements on the walls, all signs indicate that this will not be the place where Zhang Qian who pays attention to style will live.
Xu Ao was still carrying the fruit he bought for Director Lin in his hand, and pressed the doorbell with some guilty conscience.
"Who?" The sound of slippers kicking came from the room.
After a while, the door opened. The woman in front of
shocked Xu Ao. She put her left hand in the pocket of her pleated pajamas, scratched her messy hair with her right hand, chewed something in her mouth, and faintly smelled the smell of old sauerkraut noodles. In my impression, Zhang Qian, a socialite who threatened to have never tasted instant noodles since she was a child, has to choose the quality of Japanese food.
Zhang Qian stared at the person outside the door and looked again, suddenly shivering all over, as if she recognized Xu Ao, her face was pale.
"You...are Zhang Qian?" Xu Ao asked.
"Ah...Well, you are looking for Zhang Qian, she won't stay here, you made a mistake." The woman suddenly raised her voice, her voice became sharp and thin, and a smile appeared on her face. My name is Zhang······Jing, Zhang Jing, and Zhang Qian is my twin sister."
"Zhang Qian still has a younger sister?" Xu Ao felt incredible.
"Yes, my sister doesn't live here. She is in the apartment next to the C business district." Zhang Jing said in a weird voice, "If you find her, just call her. If nothing happens, I Just go busy."
"Oh, okay." Xu Ao thought to himself, maybe Zhang Qian really has a different sister.
"Qianqian, I have ironed your suit."
At this time, a middle-aged woman walked out of the room with a suit in her hand. Xu Ao knew that suit was his father-in-lawSecretary's uniform.
was embarrassed now, realizing that Zhang Qian's face was red and purple, and angrily yelled to Xu Ao: "Look for my old lady without making an appointment by phone? Get out!"
z7 chucked, and the door closed.Xu Ao was a little bit dumbfounded. It turns out that the personalities of these colleagues in the past were also disguised. In the past, he used to think that others were superior to himself, and he was the one who lived at the bottom of the chain of contempt. He didn't expect that, in fact, behind each person's setting was an unknown appearance. On the way home
, he felt a little sympathy for these people, but after the sympathy, an extreme sense of fear suddenly surrounded him.
If one day, if you tore off the persona and reveal the original shape, will you become a "poor bug" in the eyes of others?
was in a trance, and suddenly there was an abnormal noise behind him.
"Who?!" Xu Ao quickly turned his head and looked around.
There is nothing but darkness behind him.
A malignant change lurking in the dark is starting quietly.
One morning, Xu Ao was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. He was the neighbor who lives next door.
"What's the matter with you at night, are you practicing debate? It's so noisy!"
"No?" Xu Ao apologized while surprised. Didn't I sleep till dawn last night?
He opened the recording software, intending to find out.
The next morning, the neighbors really came back. Xu Ao knew that this time the recording software would definitely give the truth.
As a result, the content of this recording made his scalp numb and a chill.
It takes 7 hours from Xu Ao's sleep to wake up. During this period, Xu Ao heard that he performed at least 13 characters. They seem to have independent personalities, communicating with each other, using different tones, and having a conversation.
"No, it's impossible." Xu Ao panicked completely and hurried to the hospital.
"Mr. Xu, you have a very rare dissociative personality disorder, and it is very likely that you will have more and more personality in your body." The doctor's words struck him like a thunder.
"Doctor, help me, what should I do!" Xu Ao almost cried.
"You need to find the master character in your body first, and guide your body to balance." After that, the doctor advised him to go home and observe for a while, because this disease has no cure in medicine.
Xu Ao left the hospital in despair.
At the same time, a middle-aged woman walked into the doctor's office.
"Doctor, isn't my son crazy?" Xu mother said, shedding tears.
"I can't say that, but the current situation is not very optimistic."
"I heard him call in the room that night, saying "4 more personalities", I couldn't understand it. One night, I followed him and found that he was talking to himself, full of mouthfuls about who set up a person, what the hell is this, so harmful?" Xu's mother became more and more anxious.
"Don't worry, do you know who he is calling?" the doctor asked.
"No, I have secretly checked it, there is no strange number in his phone." Xu mother slumped on the table and cried.
"This way..." The doctor thought, pondered for a moment, and comforted Xu mother, "I don’t think about the worst. I know a doctor named Xu who specializes in surgery, but he himself He is also a patient with split personality. I believe he can provide ideas for your son's treatment." When
returned home, Xu Ao was anxiously fidgeting in the room, muttering: "Master, master." What is
's own master. What is it? When
is in distress, he wants to find someone for help, but who to turn to? Going through the address book, he couldn't find anyone. Xu Ao felt extremely ironic, and none of the friends he made acquainted by personal design was reliable. When
thought of this, the sorrowful tears flowed more violently, and he felt dizzy and fainted.
When Xu Ao woke up again, he found himself in a closed black space.
is not so much a black space as it is trapped in a small box like a TV. There is a square screen in front of him, showing the ceiling of his house.
suddenly, a huge hand rubbed the screen, and then the whole angle of view changed. The picture on the
screen came to the living room, and then the height suddenly dropped, as if sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Ao felt at a loss, opened his arms, and shouted for help: "Is there anyone? Anyone?"
At this time, a familiar voice rang in the closed small box: "Yes."
That is Xu Ao's own. sound.
"What's wrong, don't be afraid, you are in your own body." The voice of
is very gentle, it seems that his "warm man" is speaking.
"You? You stole my body?" Xu Ao almost freaked out, scratching his hair and yelled in pain, "Let me out! Let me out!"
"Sorry, we can't sit still and wait until you find the master. "It sounds like what I'm talking about this time is "stable" personality, "Since things have reached this point, we have no choice but to make this."
"You want to imprison me?" Xu Ao couldn't believe it.
He could see that his vision was moving, but he had no control. He could only beat the screen in despair, and complained hoarsely: "You are not real at all, you are just... just I bought from TV shopping It’s just an injection!"
"What injection?" This time, the "Energetic" person set the tone very briskly and playfully took the conversation, controlled the body, picked up the phone, and turned over the call log, "Look, you just got it. I haven't dialed any TV shopping numbers." On the screen in front of
, the phone address book is displayed. These days, Xu Ao has not dialed any unfamiliar numbers at all.
Then, without knowing who controlled his body, he turned on the TV and tuned to the channel that Xu Ao watched these days. However, it was an empty channel at all.
"Do you want to understand? You created us."
said the "Educated" persona.
At this time, the door of another room opened, his vision turned to the source of the sound, and he saw Xu's mother walking towards him anxiously.
"Is it better?" Mother Xu stroked "Xu Ao"'s hair and said distressedly, "Don't go to work, you must be under too much pressure, so Mom asked about a better doctor. Take you to the treatment..."
"I'm fine, Mom." A "Xu Ao" voice rang, "I slept, and now I have fully recovered. Look at me now, Is it better than the previous time?"
"Is it really okay..."
's vision swayed up and down, and it was "Xu Ao" who was nodding.
The real Xu Ao was trapped in the small box, beating the screen painfully, no matter how he roared, Xu's mother couldn't hear anything abnormal.
"Don't shout, no one can hear you except us."
"What the hell do you want to do!" Xu Ao roared desperately.
"Since you dislike yourself so much, let us take turns to replace you and live your life!"
said in a dozen voices.
Research results
Some people say that the world is a stage, and the set is a kind of disguise, as long as you pretend to be a role that adults love, you can get fame and income. In fact, there is nothing wrong with relying on sellers to protect yourself and create income, but it must be clear that no amount of disguise is just the appearance of a skin, disguising yourself and pleasing others. This may last for a while, but it cannot last for a lifetime.
Therefore, the most important thing is to face your true and "flawless" self and accept your own nature. After all, compared to the "collapse of human design", losing oneself is a more terrifying price.
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