{"id":14597,"date":"2025-07-10T10:47:07","date_gmt":"2025-07-10T02:47:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.yaoxiaoshu.com\/?p=14597"},"modified":"2026-06-18T16:27:01","modified_gmt":"2026-06-18T08:27:01","slug":"yaoxiaoshu-vol-78","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.yaoxiaoshu.com\/en\/yaoxiaoshu-vol-78\/","title":{"rendered":"YAOXIAOSHU Vol.78: Forced Startup"},"content":{"rendered":"

A few days ago, when I was setting up a stall at 755 in Huaihai, a customer held up a sticker of this painting and asked what the story was. I couldn't answer at that moment. I came back to check and found out that I had forgotten to post this picture after finishing it. I'll make it up this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In fact, this painting depicts the living conditions of young people nowadays, the state of forcibly \"turning on the machine\" with coffee every morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some people say that staying up late is a stolen freedom. During the day, I'm woken up by the alarm clock, squeezed by commuting, cut off by meetings, and held hostage by KPIs. Only when the dead of night falls can time truly belong to oneself. At this time, I watch some short videos, play some games, look at the ceiling and just daydream... It feels like the later you stay up, the more time you get and the more you earn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next day when I woke up, I used coffee to force myself to turn on the device, as if it were a survival ritual that began every day. That cup of steaming dark brown liquid was never an elegant drink; rather, it was more like a \"quick-acting heart-saving pill\" precisely injected into the morning's chaotic fatigue. Wake yourself up and continue to trade your freedom and time for those few pieces of silver<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So, we become people who constantly jump back and forth between \"waking up\" and \"overdrawn\" every day, seeking a free body...<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n

\n
\n
\n
\n
\n <\/i>\n\t\t\tAdopter of YAOXIAOSHU#78 <\/div>\n
\n