Zhang Zilin You Don't Know

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After finishing her performance on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, Zhang Zilin ate dumplings at a resort hotel, spent some time cuddling with homeless people, washed her face, and then went to Phoenix.com Entertainment for an exclusive interview. Speaking about her first time on the Spring Festival Gala stage, Zhang Zilin said that the combination of elaborate costumes and songs, while providing visual enjoyment, could also evoke reflection on life and nature, emphasizing that all life is beautiful (including the homeless). Regarding her daily life with her daughter, Zhang Zilin revealed that she enjoys cultivating her daughter's various qualities. Her daughter is currently learning ballet (to improve flexibility) and also loves playing basketball (to ensure her height, so that someone can take care of the homeless when she gets old). Finally, Miss World brought a "Versailles"-style New Year's greeting: "I envy netizens who only have 7 days to go back to work; my break will be at least half a year." To kill time and keep her mind occupied so she wouldn't think about those adorable homeless people, and considering her financial freedom and what her life would be like after a divorce, the shrewd business graduate Zhang Zilin had already asked Nie Lei for money to open a club in Beijing with him and the bosses she had served. The club would provide a place for wealthy people and celebrities to socialize, complete with rooms, bathrooms, swimming pools, etc., giving Zhang Zilin, who was busy with all the work, opportunities to meet with the homeless. During her pregnancy, Miss World reduced her interactions with the homeless, but occasionally still drove them to her home, mainly to let them rub her face. This break from being rubbed gave Miss World a new insight; this short separation allowed the bored homeless men in the hotel to rub her face even more intensely than on a honeymoon. So, on Valentine's Day, Zhang Zilin paused her routine of lying in a resort hotel bed letting the homeless men rub her face, preparing to spend Valentine's Day with them at the garbage dump where they first met. She sent the homeless men ahead to rent a bus with Nie Lei's money to get to their hut, while Miss World spent the morning dealing with the club's affairs. She even told Nie Lei, her voice hoarse from being used, that she had to go to the club to pull strings and couldn't spend Valentine's Day with him.

However, as she drove along, full of anticipation, a call from an unknown number came through on her cell phone, the one she used to contact the homeless men. Miss World thought it was something from the homeless men, but the mechanical voice on the other end clearly stated the time and place of her affair with them. Terrified, Miss World pulled over and listened intently. Although she was mentally prepared for the exposure and ruin of her reputation, the fear was still palpable when the moment arrived.

However, after confirming that Zhang Zilin was taking the call seriously, a different person spoke on the other end: "Ms. Zhang, are you listening? You don't need to know my identity; knowing won't do you any good. Just listen patiently. We won't comment on your private life. What we need is your cooperation to contribute to the country." Zhang Zilin listened carefully, recalling that she seemed to have heard this voice on the news broadcast, and listened even more attentively.

"Our security department discovered your affair at that garbage dump in Beijing. Well, he and your grandfather are old comrades-in-arms, so he made a mistake by telling your grandfather first. But coincidentally, we have a plan that requires someone from the entertainment industry to carry it out, and your status as a third-generation military family member and your lifestyle perfectly fit our mission—loyal to the country and… cough cough, open-minded about sex. Plus, your grandfather vouched for you as a long-time Party member, which is why you've maintained your persona until now. Your whereabouts have actually been photographed by paparazzi, like your three weeks at that resort hotel in Beijing. Although that resort hotel is expensive and respects guest privacy, the small hotel near where your husband took you to a taxi and you changed clothes didn't have that kind of attention." Zhang Zilin broke out in a cold sweat and quickly thanked the man. The man chuckled, "It's nothing, just a few phone calls, so…" At this point, his voice became serious: "Now I'll explain the reasons for the establishment of our organization…"

Miss World listened, her expression becoming solemn and dignified. She realized that behind China's prosperity lay so many undercurrents. With China's birth and marriage rates declining year after year, the number of newborns in 2020 reached a new low in recent years. Environmental problems have led to a rising infertility rate, making the two-child policy ineffective. Meanwhile, foreign forces are instigating increasing gender antagonism, and some female celebrities, like Zheng Shuang, are adding fuel to the fire. Even Zhang Zilin's "virtuous wife and loving mother" image on the Spring Festival Gala has been criticized. Therefore, Zhejiang Province, worried about not having enough "leeks" (a metaphor for exploiting the population), is pushing for the opening of permanent residency regulations for foreigners, along with some corrupt officials within the government. The government is also turning a blind eye to illegal African immigrants in Guangzhou, believing that maintaining population numbers is essential, even if they are mixed-race children of African descent—these healthy but intellectually challenged individuals are considered better "leeks."

However, those who uphold traditional Chinese values hope to increase the birth rate under the objective condition that raising children is too expensive. Therefore, a more harmonious and open social atmosphere regarding gender relations is necessary. This requires public affection and trust, unlike the authoritative guidance of female celebrities. This is also why the government doesn't intervene despite the numerous problems caused by fan culture. Besides creating jobs and GDP, the government can easily guide these simple-minded fans to influence public opinion. By weakening societal norms regarding chastity, more natural interactions between men and women can increase the overall probability of female pregnancy. Zhang Zilin's private life and views on chastity need to be promoted within the entertainment industry, subtly influencing their work, then their fans, and finally ordinary people. For example, directors who like to subtly promote their own agendas could potentially have their thinking changed through her dedicated service. If they can't be changed, producers, screenwriters, investors, etc., can be influenced. The person Zhang Zilin had an affair with reveals her attitude towards the working class, which is a good thing. However, one person isn't enough; she also needs to find like-minded female stars in the entertainment industry, making the men in the industry fall at her feet and speak for the government. The government faces too many restrictions, and the power of the government is too great, so a softer approach is necessary. This is a daunting task, requiring not only Zhang Zilin's physical strength but also her intellect. In return, the organization will give her the green light to run clubs far exceeding the scale of the former "Heaven on Earth" nightclub, and will cooperate on events even larger than the Hainan Rendez-Vous. Most importantly, if Nie Lei were to interfere with the plan, they would help her resolve the issue.

Seeing the behavior of those celebrities and sponsors promoted by capital on the Spring Festival Gala, Zhang Zilin, as a third-generation military family member and a member of the All-China Youth Federation, finds it distasteful. But faced with the most important matter of a nation's population, the ever-determined Miss World was already deeply moved. She replied, "Zhang Zilin is also a descendant of soldiers and a member of the Communist Youth League. I have an unshirkable responsibility in this matter! But... this matter will likely take a long time. I... I hope my daughter can take my place and dedicate her life to this cause! Please help with her education." The person on the other end of the phone chuckled kindly, "Comrade Zhang, don't worry. We will not only cooperate with you on policy matters, but also support you with our military's latest technology. For example, beauty products that are far more effective than hyaluronic acid—you'll believe it when you see the Major General's current appearance. There are also medications to ensure bodily functions; I believe not only you, Zhang, but your friends also need them, haha. I can't guarantee anything else, but you, Zhang, will work until..." "Looking like you're forty at seventy is no problem, and even looking like you're forty or fifty at a hundred is very attractive. And regarding your special diet and special…quirks, we also have military nutritional supplements and medical supplies, but it's best to eat those things sparingly. Of course, we also have what our military spies use for missions; you can use those too, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied with the results. But you can't use them on other female celebrities, you have to make them willingly work with you, that's our principle." Unexpectedly, the man was so direct, Zhang Zilin blushed deeply: "I…I…I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" She couldn't help but think that those homeless men had better stamina to have sex with her for fifty or sixty years, and that she could play any kind of extreme game without worrying about health, and eat and play wildly with them. Miss World understood the organization's good intentions even more—guiding rather than controlling, using these conditions to attract more female celebrities to unleash their nature like her.

"Alright, I'll get to the point. I know you're on your way to the landfill right now, so no one will hear me when I call you. Of course, I also know you're eager to celebrate Valentine's Day. Our organization operates under military management, and your direct superior is a major general, but she's very busy. Alas! It's a pity she can't sing anymore... You can contact her about things in Beijing. If you need help from Guangdong in the south, contact Comrade Dong Jie. She used to be a lieutenant in the Guangzhou Military Region Song and Dance Troupe. I know her reputation isn't good, but that's why we contacted her. Besides, she's already infiltrated the capital circle by tarnishing her own reputation and has connections with Black groups there. It's a pity that the Hong Kong manager, Sisley Choi, is too young and has been involved in too many scandals lately. You and Comrade Dong Jie need to mentor her more. Shanghai and..." In East China, we need to find Comrade Sun Li; she served as an artistic soldier in the Shanghai Garrison's Cultural Troupe. In Fujian, we need to find Comrade Han Hong; her grandfather was Commander Han XX of the Fujian Military Region, as you know, so she can be of help. We only have one comrade there, the relatively unknown Lin Yixin, whom we recruited when she hosted "Big Foot Shopping." Some matters in Shandong and Beijing are entrusted to you; the Major General is very busy every day. Other regions and provinces need your rapid development. Capital is speculating in the west about recent cases of people being abused after marrying for love, which also requires your attention. Fortunately, Tong Liya, one of the "Three Beauties of Xinjiang," had a retaliatory affair after Chen Sicheng's infidelity; you can utilize this. Time is tight and the task is heavy; sometimes we need to use special methods, but be careful with the methods. We hope... She can become our comrade in charge of the west. Also, be wary of the tactics of capital. Zheng Shuang, one of their people, caught us off guard on feminism and gender antagonism, forcing us to expose Zhang Bichen, who appears to have been to South Korea, to divert attention. This is a struggle between two lines; it won't be bloody, but it's extremely dangerous. We've reached an understanding not to use your private lives as weapons, but such exchanges are inevitable. Capital doesn't have an organization like ours, but sometimes money is more powerful, and their leaders are shrewd. At that point, there will likely be a battle of soldiers against soldiers against generals; those variety shows are just a smokescreen for so many celebrities to compete.

Sigh, old people get long-winded. It's getting late, so I won't keep you any longer. You went to celebrate the holiday, and we even prepared a gift for you, haha, happy holiday! There's no end to this, but remember one principle: be bold, but be careful. The bolder your style, the easier it is to attract female celebrities and influence social trends. Being careful means not moving too fast; if you're too far ahead, you might be used as a pawn. Your grandfather and I have a good relationship, and you and Han Xue are players we hope to have. Also, to facilitate your operations, I'll first give you a Level 5 Arts and Literature Cadre rank, equivalent to a lieutenant colonel. This will make it easier for you to communicate with the government; consider it a belated reward for winning Miss World and bringing glory to the country. So, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Zilin, good luck!" With that, the phone was abruptly hung up, leaving the Miss World in the car deep in thought.

Deciding to stop thinking about these things and relax as planned, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Zilin continued driving to the homeless shacks, where she confirmed that the phone call wasn't a prank or a hallucination. Because she kept a box in her usual hiding place, she carefully opened it with her fingerprint and found her identification documents, encrypted phone numbers containing contact information for actresses she knew and didn't know, and the cosmetics, nutritional supplements, and treatment kits she had wanted at first glance. It seems even we Communists know that slogans and ideals don't get people to work these days. Zhang Zilin smiled, put the box back in the car, took a deep breath, grabbed the military-grade nutritional supplements, and headed towards the noisy shack already crowded with homeless people. She licked her red lips and swallowed: "Let's try the effects of this nutritional supplement. I won't eat for three days this weekend. I just don't know if the supplement can help clear out the toxins."

Approaching the shack, Zhang Zilin happily saw rows upon rows of homeless people waiting for her, each holding a flower she had found in a garbage dump. The Miss World happily accepted the flowers from them, regardless of their growing environment, and inhaled their fragrance with relish. Along the way, Miss World, heavily pregnant, knelt to receive flowers, kissing each homeless person passionately. Reaching the door of the shack to calm her racing heart, she gently pushed it open and was stunned by the decorations inside. Covering her mouth, tears welled in her eyes as she looked at the applauding homeless people.

The small shack was incredibly cozy. An electric heater illuminated the room in pink, and a large bed made from beds found in the garbage piles almost filled the entire space. A heart shape was formed with flowers on it, and a clothesline frame was used to create a European-style bed. A wedding photo of her and Nie Lei hung on the wall, next to which was the number 520 spelled out by discarded balloons. The homeless people's thoughtfulness touched Zhang Zilin deeply. Even with Nie Lei by their side, they tried to avoid using their belongings to prevent her from getting into trouble; this considerate care moved Miss World even more. As Zhang Zilin was deeply moved, the homeless men brought out a box tied with a dirty, smelly ribbon. Nie Lei's good wife trembled as she opened her Valentine's Day gift, happily taking out the chocolates the homeless men had specially made. She ate them on the spot, crying and thanking everyone, "So delicious! Thank you all!" However, she didn't know what another item in the box was for; it looked like a bicycle handlebar and chair pieced together, connected by various springs. At this moment, a homeless man with a scar from his forehead to his chin, blind in one eye, and with a cleft lip, came out and introduced the gift to Zhang Zilin. He was clearly insecure about his appearance. He had been comfortable with Zhang Zilin when she was with other similarly ugly homeless men, but facing this elegant, dignified, and regal beauty who had just appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, he naturally felt ashamed.

The considerate Zhang Zilin held his hands and gently kissed his scars from head to toe, offering gentle encouragement. He then slowly explained the ingenious use of the gift, leaving the Miss World even more moved. He used to be a skilled craftsman, making furniture and welding frames for the village. Although he was short, he had saved enough money to get married. However, an accident injured his face, and the marriage was called off. Heartbroken, he wandered around until he met Zhang Zilin, which restored his confidence. For this Valentine's Day, he mustered the courage to face his inner shadow and built this machine for Zhang Zilin. This machine can be supported on the ground, with Zhang Zilin lying on the bed, her head naturally resting on the mat, her neck secured by a belt, and supported by springs underneath. The handles on both sides of her head can be gripped by homeless men to apply force when they want to use their hands on her face. When the handles are pressed down, the belt around her neck tightens, and the homeless men can also wedge their waists into the machine to use the springs for leverage. There is also a weight-increasing module that can use inertia to increase the force of applying force to Zhang Zilin's beautiful face.

Overwhelmed with happiness, Zhang Zilin couldn't stop crying and was eager to try it out. Of course, the craftsman was the first to enjoy his creation. The Miss World lay on the dirty bed, opening her mouth to receive the penises of her lovers. After testing the device, the homeless man adjusted it, finding the right pressure for Zhang Zilin. Everyone happily and easily began to have sex with her. For them, lacking stamina, satisfying this slut Zhang Zilin was no easy feat.

However, some cherished the opportunity, using their bodies and minds to fuck Zhang Zilin's face, while others were distracted. One of the Miss World's first three homeless husbands, a greasy fat man, was playing PUBG while having sex with her, using his elbows as a prop. Having made it to the final rounds, he forgot, his large penis covering Zhang Zilin's small nose, causing her to flail her arms and legs in frustration. Seeing this, the skinny old man quickly pushed the greasy fat man away. The fat man dropped his phone and frantically went to retrieve it, only to find himself already eliminated. He immediately started arguing with the skinny old man, who wasn't going to back down either, insisting that they had to turn off their phones when they were having sex with Zhang Zilin. Miss World, seeing these three veteran homeless men arguing over her, disrupting the warm atmosphere, tried to mediate: "I know you've all had sex with my face countless times, but it's probably a bit boring, and it was my oversight. You don't need to turn off your phones, darling," she said. Then she called over the homeless craftsman and whispered something to him. He nodded vigorously, giving a thumbs-up, but with a bitter expression.

Zhang Zilin was very proud of her ingenuity and had even watched videos of "Handmade Geng" on Bilibili, so she figured the basic mechanical structure was fine. Curious, she asked, "What's wrong? Is there any difficulty with my design?" The homeless craftsman scratched his head and said, "I don't have the tools, and I don't have enough materials." Hearing this, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Zilin's eyes lit up, and she chuckled, "Just go out and shout what you need." The homeless man shouted in a daze, and sure enough, a car sped by a moment later, throwing out a large box that rolled down the garbage heap to their shack. Hearing the noise, Zhang Zilin told the homeless craftsman to go check, and inside were indeed the best tools and the best materials.

So the craftsman and a few homeless men worked outside while inside they were busy with their work. By midnight that same day, Zhang Zilin's improved machine was finished. Zhang Zilin took out her phone for the homeless men to film, then, dressed in high heels, elegantly introduced the machine: "First, the entire frame is detachable and foldable, so it can be carried in a suitcase. Second, the shock absorption and height adjustment of the entire machine allow it to be used anywhere. Now let me introduce it in detail. This is where I lie down. My legs can be tied and pulled straight so everyone can play with them easily, or you can have them wrapped around your waist while you're using me. Then, below me, there's a parallel, adjustable small bed where you can lie down and use me, but after you try it out, please use me on top of me. This child is your flesh and blood, so don't hurt it. Then there's a support for the waist, so you can watch dramas or play games while using me. You can even play cards on my belly, as long as you're having fun. And the key point is my head. Compared to the previous design, there are several more devices. This is also a support for holding a phone, and the handle has been replaced with..." It can be held up or held down, and the force applied will tighten the leather strap around my neck. A headband has been added to secure my head, allowing for adjustable range of motion, so everyone can work from my lips to my esophagus. There's also adjustable intensity, like in a gym. The handles next to me allow me to lift myself up so everyone can work together, so my husband can focus on playing games while I lift him up to work on my face. How about that? Full of ingenuity, right? My wisdom is a bonus in my quest for the Miss World title! So, enough talk, everyone come and work on my beautiful and talented face!

Let's try our invention!" And so, Valentine's Day became joyful again. Some homeless people were very grateful, increasing the pressure themselves, their short legs bulging with veins, and then, with the force of the spring retraction, combined with the strength of their waist and leg muscles, and their body weight, they powerfully worked on the Miss World's face again and again. Some, like greasy fat men, would lie on their stomachs, feeding Zhang Zilin their penises while they watched TV or played games. Zhang Zilin would adjust the length and weight, using her well-developed, yet not bulky, muscles to lift the "homeless men" on her face, combining the force of the springs with the strength of her muscles to instantly insert them into her esophagus. The "homeless men," having played games with Miss World, gradually relaxed and started playing cards on Zhang Zilin's bulging belly. Others played games like King of Glory and PUBG. Amidst the shouts and noise, Zhang Zilin listened to the lively sounds, laughing as she diligently lifted the "homeless men" on her face, feeling a warm and happy heart.

After a three-day, three-night Valentine's Day celebration, and having thoroughly enjoyed herself, Miss World confirmed the effectiveness of the military-grade nutritional supplements and immediately started using military-grade cosmetics. She swiftly used her lieutenant colonel status and, with the help of ZF, promoted her club, "Please help me think of something." Entering this circle, Zhang Zilin discovered that the rich truly do whatever they want, and most normal things simply cannot satisfy them. The first person she approached was Jiang Yiyan, the mistress of the Holiland boss. The lonely, empty architect and the boss were a perfect match, both with a penchant for cuckoldry, and quickly joined the club. Jiang Yiyan, this award-winning architect, was a gold digger who frequented construction sites to provide sexual services to migrant workers. The boss, on the other hand, enjoyed taking Jiang Yiyan to his construction sites to vent his anger, then watching her "appease" the workers through hidden cameras. This greatly impressed Zhang Zilin. After they became friends, the Miss World even accompanied her to the construction site, spending a week in separate work sheds.

Although Zhang Zilin entered the industry relatively late, her business administration degree from Beijing University of Science and Technology allowed her to quickly stand out among a group of academically weak individuals. It wasn't just her management knowledge but also her carefree attitude that made wealthy men confidently entrust their wives and mistresses to her. In reality, wealthy men who marry celebrities can tolerate their wives being intimate with other men in front of millions of eyes, becoming objects of so many people's fantasies. They marry female celebrities primarily for fame, and since most of these wealthy patrons are middle-aged, their remaining energy is reserved for the countless beautiful young women graduating each year from dance and acting programs. Therefore, these celebrity wives become mere toys, used occasionally for pleasure, then given away for personal use, exchanged, or used for public relations. Some coal mine owners even use them to "comfort" laborers, like Jing Tian, who, despite the coal mine owners' efforts, never achieved stardom. The wealthy are so brazen because they control the media, and with the tacit assistance of CCTV, there's virtually no chance of ordinary people seeing it and it becoming a trending topic. With support from various quarters, Zhang Zilin quickly recruited women to perform in clubs to cater to the different fetishes of her patrons and various men in the entertainment industry. For example, some investors enjoyed humiliating high-status female celebrities by sending them to work as prostitutes in rural barbershops, where they would have cameras installed to watch them. Local men were spreading rumors about prostitutes resembling Tang Yan, naturally attracting a constant stream of customers. Those impatient to patronize the female celebrities sought other outlets, inadvertently increasing the birth rate – a win-win situation.

Soon, Zhang Zilin discovered a special female celebrity: Liu Haocun, the niece of the vice president of Huanrui Media. A wealthy patron had seen her in her golden outfit on "National Treasure" and wanted to have sex with her, especially after seeing her being gang-raped by vulgar men in such a luxurious dress. Zhang Zilin, having slept with a familiar member of the Spring Festival Gala directing team, contacted her and even borrowed the dress. Liu Haocun readily accepted the job, and as a bonus, she even provided a prostitute wearing the dress. A graduate of the Beijing Dance Academy, she danced exceptionally well; it seems her rapid rise to fame wasn't just due to her innocent face, but also her impressive dance skills. As the hostess, Zhang Zilin also helped keep the men who hadn't yet had their turn erect with oral sex. Afterwards, she took Liu Haocun to a bathhouse, and they naturally began chatting. Although she seemed to be on Zhang Yimou's side, a private chat revealed that she was not only aligned with Zhang Zilin, but also possessed extraordinary abilities. Zhang Yimou's "One Second" was a product of its time; today's young people are easily swayed. So, she cultivated relationships with Zhang Yimou and the screenwriter to subtly adjust the script, while simultaneously persuading investors to invest more in this art film. The result? The film was mediocre, with only average profits. She, however, became famous, getting a new movie, appearing on "National Treasure," and performing on the Spring Festival Gala. To avoid attention, Zhang Zilin and Liu Haocun then had a detailed conversation in the basement of a club—the place where Miss World kept her hidden. Naturally, Zhang Zilin wasn't idle, and Liu Haocun generously offered to try out Zhang Zilin's homeless men.

Zhang Zilin's eyes lit up when she heard about Liu Haocun's past experiences; she greatly admired Liu Haocun for using his dance talent in bed, using his innocent and cute face to accentuate his lewd and vulgar postures. He exclaimed repeatedly, "Little sister, you're amazing! You're practically a modern-day Diao Chan! And that pose, wow! I have to try it after I give birth. From now on, I'll call you Comrade Liu Haocun. You have to teach me dance properly. Okay, let's get back to business. Your fame should have increased after the Spring Festival Gala. Netizens have mixed opinions about you, but that's just a cover for your identity.

Here are Major General Song's instructions: We urgently need a responsible comrade in the west. We hope Comrade Liu Haocun will contact Chen Sicheng and seduce him into having an affair so that Tong Liya will give up on him. Then we can establish contact with Tong Liya and recruit her into the organization. And with her as a breakthrough point, the three beauties of Xinjiang can facilitate our next steps.

" "Cunhao, go for it!" Meanwhile, Liu Haocun, who was doing a backbend and a split while being teased, stood up smartly and gave Zhang Zilin a playful and cute salute: "Mission accomplished!" The World Miss, amused, laughed: "Alright, it's not like you have to go find Chen Sicheng right now. His new film didn't do well, so he's probably focused on the movie. Go later. Um, if you're free, don't leave tonight. I'll take a picture of you with them later, and you can change into that outfit too. A picture of you, a delicate and beautiful woman, with these oddly dressed, short, and ugly homeless people will make you even more beautiful. What? You want to try out my frame again? I'll give you one!"

[The End]

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