32 posts tagged with "Micro-fiction"

Old Wang's life after retirement was completely changed by a trampoline.

Old Li was gone, suddenly gone, just because he'd exchanged a few words with his neighbor, young Wang.

"Good luck at work! Auspicious Lions bring joy!"

The 8 AM alarm clock was like a death warrant, and Zhang Qiang struggled out of bed. The Spring Festival holiday was over, and today was the first day of the Year of the Snake. He forced a positive smile in the mirror. After all, the new year should always start with good omens.

"Your 'flu recovery time' has been updated: 47 hours and 12 minutes."

The cold electronic voice from the smart bracelet on his wrist broke Li Ming's lunch break. He rubbed his throbbing temples and reconfirmed the bright red countdown numbers on the screen. Since being diagnosed with influenza A three days ago, everyone has been forced to wear this bracelet called the "Life Timer".

The alarm clock shrieked, dragging Lao Wang out of his dream. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he glanced at the electronic calendar on his bedside table – the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Today, he was destined not to sleep in for even a minute, as he was a deliveryman, and his task for the day was to deliver "Fortune Gods."

After retiring, Old Wang became obsessed with "cloud travel." His greatest joy each day was sitting in his flight simulator, wearing VR glasses, and pretending to travel around the world. One day, as he was "flying" over the Pacific Ocean and comfortably adjusting his virtual seat angle, the system suddenly popped up a red warning – "Hazardous item detected: suspected firecracker, please report immediately!"

Old Wang was stunned. He took off his glasses, looked around his empty room, and then looked at the pixelated firecracker with sparks on the screen. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wondered, in this day and age, is even the virtual world so serious?

Old Wang runs a small gold shop. Nowadays, who even buys gold? The busiest time in his shop is when the garbage collector passes by in the morning, taking a glance at the dull gold ornaments in the window. But recently, the price of gold has skyrocketed like a rocket, yet Old Wang's shop has become even more deserted.

He couldn't understand it, until Xiao Zhao, a tech enthusiast from the coffee shop next door, explained the concept of "quantum gold" to him. It is said that this new type of gold is not a metal in the traditional sense, but rather, through some quantum technology, consciousness and data are encrypted and stored in a microscopic structure. It can achieve various incredible functions, even curing diseases and prolonging life.

"Heizi!" Trainer Lao Wang's voice echoed across the empty training ground, carrying a hint of undeniable authority.

Heizi, a German Shepherd with a glossy black coat, immediately pricked up his ears, though his tail unconsciously drooped. He stood there alongside three other police dogs, Xiaobai, Dahhuang, and Huahua, awaiting today's routine training session. The sun beat down from directly overhead, and the ground of the training field was hot enough to burn their paws.

Secretary-General Wang of the Chinese Weiqi Association had been very irritable lately. The controversy surrounding the LG Cup final was raging, and the matter between Ke Jie and Byun Sang-il was dominating the headlines of major media outlets every day.

His superiors were urging him to make a statement, the public was waiting for an explanation, and his phone was ringing off the hook every day. But the problem was, how should this statement be written? Who should be said to be right or wrong? Would writing it offend anyone?

Zhang Wei was a long-time employee of a company, working diligently for more than ten years, his hair turned white from overwork. But recently, he found that he couldn't understand the company more and more.

The new leader was a young man in his early thirties named General Manager Li. As soon as General Manager Li arrived, he carried out sweeping reforms. First, he launched a "Vitality Program," requiring everyone to dance and check in every morning, saying it was to improve team cohesion. Then he launched an "Innovation Competition" to encourage employees to come up with all kinds of "disruptive" ideas.