The 1970S Book-Trotting Literary Nitpicker

This is for readers who don't yet know the full story but are still willing to communicate. Please look at the timeline. When I started the new story on March 8, I included a content warning in its blurb, using wording in accordance with the Xinhua Dictionary precisely to keep readers who might be bothered from stumbling into it. I never expected someone to call me out over the warning, followed by people leaving low ratings and content warnings on this story, which had been completed for a year. I warn readers about my own work, and people ask why I didn't do it a year ago. I'd like to ask in return: shouldn't you have finished giving it a low rating a year ago? You could simply not read the warning for the new story. Readers have the freedom to read, and authors have the freedom to write and give content warnings. Surely we can all agree on that? If you'd like to leave a comment or talk things over, the author will reply when she has time. Song Zhinan picks fights with everyone and everything, including thin air. She talks her way into the Women's Federation and the labor union, then takes on her coworkers and bosses until everyone has a headache. A mistreated wife comes to complain: “My in-laws look down on me and bully me.” Song Zhinan: “Don't be too nice to people, and don't overfeed a dog. You should have stood up for yourself long ago.” A little girl is being abused: “My stepmother treats me badly, and my own father won't protect me.” Song Zhinan: “A stepmother isn't your mother. Hit her when she deserves it, and pinch her when she deserves it. A scumbag father isn't a father either. Hit him when he deserves it, and give him a squeeze when he deserves it.” The original novel's male lead acts as a pimp for his womanizing buddy: “Song Zhinan, what do you have to be proud of? It's your good fortune that he likes you!” Song Zhinan: “I'm on a higher level than you. So even if every dog in the world, you included, thinks shit smells good, I'll still stick to my own opinion. Let's not meet again. After all, people and dogs belong to different worlds.” The original novel's female lead: “Are you jealous of me?” Song Zhinan smiles faintly. “Jealous of you? You're hilarious. I own an entire universe, so why would I envy your tiny, gloomy patch of sky? Am I crazy? Unlike you, I don't have to put other women down to please men and prove how charming I am. I don't need to prove my charm to anyone. It's always been with me. Even after I'm gone someday, it'll still be there.” Reporter: “How do you balance writing and family?” Song Zhinan: “There's no need to balance them. My family is just me, my cats, and my dogs. Do you think I need to balance petting cats with writing? Can't I pet a cat with one hand and write with the other?” Reporter: “You don't have a husband or children. Do you feel you've missed out?” Song Zhinan, in a solemn tone: “Don't let my optimism and cheerfulness fool you. Whenever it's late and quiet, I hide under the covers and laugh out loud, afraid that if I laugh too loudly, I'll disturb the neighbors.” Reporter: “Why don't you get married or date?” Song Zhinan: “The world is so vast. What's love, anyway? I can look all over the world and still not find a single person worth loving.” Theme: Promoting the core socialist values is everyone's responsibility.