The Secret of Eyebrows
· 5 min read
Three days after the Spring Festival Gala ended, Lao Liu was still muttering about the show on the subway. "What the heck, these days, even robots are on stage." The middle-aged man next to him pushed up his glasses, didn't respond, and just quietly browsed the news on his phone.
"Look at this robot, what's it even doing there? Just standing there like a wooden stake," Lao Liu continued to complain, habitually gesturing in the air with his finger. "The strangest thing is, what's up with its eyebrows? Two bare patches, kind of creepy."