Chapter 130 The Scumbag Father Wants to Become a Monk (16)
"Host, Zhao Gong has posted another video."
That evening, Changqing was having dinner with his buddies when the system's voice rang out.
"This is expected, no rush."
Changqing chuckled. He noticed that Zhao Gong was recording a video at the sampling center, but it didn't matter. He wanted to act very badly to create a contrast.
After finishing his meal and returning home, he finally went online to take a look.
This time, Zhao Gong registered the account using his mother's identity. The content was also about the aunt speaking out for her brother. The video was edited, highlighting Changqing's bad behavior and the scene of Song Jianguo sitting in a wheelchair helplessly wiping away tears.
I must say, the results are pretty good, much better than before. There are already several hundred comments, and it's showing signs of going viral.
That's not surprising.
This contradiction is prominent, and there are some bizarre things involved, which naturally attracts attention.
He glanced at the comments, and sure enough, the netizens were very angry.
"This is outrageous! How can a son treat his father like that? His father is in a wheelchair, doesn't he have any filial piety at all?"
"You don't even acknowledge your father? Without a father, you wouldn't even know where you would be. Your parents gave you life, that's the greatest kindness they can do for you. Judging from this kid's attitude, he's just a thug. People like him should be shot and shouldn't be allowed to live!"
"When the old man wiped away his tears, my heart ached. Heaven knows how wronged he felt, that the child he had raised with such care had treated him so badly."
"Ugh! I'm so angry! How could there be such a son in the world! Look at his expression, so contemptuous and arrogant. He has no respect for his father at all, and no respect for his aunt and other relatives either. It's disgusting!"
"Sisters, remember this face. If you run into this guy on a blind date, you'd better spit on him to his face!"
Of course, there were also some more rational comments.
"Hey, every family has its own problems. Maybe there's some hidden hardship involved. These days, there are plenty of irresponsible fathers too."
However, such comments are often met with rebuttals.
"How is the father irresponsible? If he is irresponsible, how come the child has grown up safe and sound? You need to have evidence to support your claims, don't just make things up."
"Even if the father is irresponsible, does that give a son the right to treat his father like this? Don't they have any traditional virtues?"
"I only saw the old man's heartache and helplessness. Judging from his appearance, he was a kind person. He must have been heartbroken to see his child treat him like this after raising him with so much effort."
Changqing was speechless.
He understood to some extent; in the mythology, Nezha had to cut off his flesh to return to his mother and remove his bones to return to his father.
Filial piety, a tradition spanning millennia, has a complete theoretical system. It uses the gratitude for being given life to morally blackmail everything. Haha, that's truly unbeatable.
He turned off his phone and didn't bother with it anymore.
On the other side, Zhao Gong watched the topics gradually gaining momentum online, and this time he truly felt that victory was in sight.
He then registered several alternate accounts using his family members' phones, infiltrated them as passersby, and secretly revealed some information, which further increased the number of people paying attention to him online.
In just one day, the video had been viewed more than 300,000 times and received more than 10,000 comments.
Seeing Changqing being scolded so harshly, Zhao Gong chuckled.
He decided to capitalize on this popularity and start live streaming.
The first live stream went quite well, with several hundred viewers online. He had Song Jianguo appear on camera to reminisce about the past. However, Song Jianguo did not mention his decision to become a monk. He only talked about getting married, having children, and working in a textile factory.
He tried hard to recall the joy of becoming a father for the first time, as well as the difficulties of raising children in those days. After racking his brains, he even recalled the time when his child had a high fever in the middle of the night and his wife woke him up to take the child to the hospital.
Netizens sighed, saying that raising children in that era was really too difficult.
Many people then dragged Changqing out and criticized him again.
Zhao Gong, standing nearby, didn't forget to add insult to injury:
"Ah, the Chinese father-son relationship is so complicated. Fathers are often not good at expressing themselves, which makes the parent-child relationship quite cold."
These words resonated with many people, with some netizens reminiscing about their childhood interactions with their fathers and lamenting that they only truly understood their fathers after growing up.
Of course, some netizens had seen the video he posted before and asked why the video was gone. Zhao Gong explained that it was blocked because someone reported him. Although he did not specify who it was, netizens naturally pointed the finger at Chang Qing.
The live stream generated decent traffic, and he even received several tens of yuan in tips, which greatly boosted Zhao Gong's confidence.
After the live stream ended, he even called Changqing, his tone full of smug boasting.
"Changqing, you're finished! Look at the comments online, don't you realize you've done something wrong?"
Changqing merely gave a cold laugh in response.
"Hehe, Zhao Gong, all of this has one premise: that Song Jianguo is really my father? But what if he isn't? What do you suggest we do then?"
"Impossible!" Zhao Gong immediately denied. "My mother watched you grow up."
"I don't agree with it anyway."
Changqing's words sounded like sophistry, which made Zhao Gong laugh.
"It's no use if you don't agree. Wait for the court's verdict, and you'll see how powerful it is."
Zhao Gong was in a very good mood. In his eyes, Changqing was just holding a grudge against his father, so he refused to admit it. But what good would that do? No, in the end he would have to admit it even if he had to hold his nose.
Can you play dead now? Can you still play dead in court?
He wouldn't mind doing more live streams to generate buzz.
In the days that followed, he would do a live stream every day after get off work, and of course, he would always bring Song Jianguo on camera to keep the show going.
After more than half a month of this, the court finally notified them of the court hearing.
Meanwhile, the online buzz was quite good. Although it didn't become a huge hit or make headlines, tens of thousands of netizens were paying attention to the matter, and many expressed their intention to go outside the court to support the old man and condemn the unfilial son.
"Hehe, I really want to see just how arrogant that unfilial son really is."
"Upstairs, that kind of person is only bad in front of their own family. In court, they'll behave themselves."
"It's only because the streamer follows the rules and doesn't reveal personal information, otherwise I would have called and yelled at that kid!"
Changqing's personal information was not exposed. Firstly, Zhao Gong was afraid that his account would be banned again, so he dared not say anything. Secondly, Changqing did not have much social life. He was not well-educated and his social relationships were not complicated, so it would not be easy to dox him. Besides, although Zhao Gong's live broadcast attracted some attention, it had not reached the point of attracting attention across the entire internet.
However, on the day of the trial, dozens of people still gathered outside the court, some holding up their mobile phones, and some even bringing video cameras.
As soon as Changqing arrived, a group of people surrounded him.
"Mr. Li, why did you and your father end up in court?"
Someone beat them to it, pointing the camera at Changqing's face and asking a sharp question.
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