He calmed down, thinking that the word "buy a Coke" in Weibo probably wasn't literal, so he cut out the Weibo interface and opened the search engine on the webpage.
The hidden deep meaning found in the search is even more shocking. Fortunately, the blogger only released the melon, but did not release the hammer. This gave him a little peace of mind, and he switched back to that Weibo and carefully read the comments on Weibo.
"@syunem: If it's a fake melon, I'll be the first to hammer you."
"@dhdisn: What kind of poisonous melons are you making up? Anyone can pretend to be a staff member to release melons these days?"
"@nxhhdk: Those who say it is a poisonous melon, can you look up the account first, when did the owner of the melon not post the real melon?"
"@yuwoeon: Don't you all read the comments??? The blogger said in the comments that this is a contribution melon."
"@bxhsjsk: It's all gone, let's go, don't eat poisonous melons, be careful if you eat it."
The comment area gradually returned to calm, and Lin Ye's mood also returned to calm.
He quit the homepage of the Fanggua account. He originally wanted to search for his name on Weibo, but Chaohua with his name jumped into his eyes first. He was still a little dazed when he saw the number of fans on Chaohua in units of 4,000.
Jiang Lian sat down beside him, took a look at the phone from his hand, and started browsing without saying a word.
The posts on the homepage can be roughly divided into three categories. The first category is the posts of new fans asking for mutual relationship. Among those fans, some people turn to fans, and some are CP fans to only fans. Being abused by his younger brother's ranking, he became his only fan.
The second category is to use pen-hold shots and screenshots of positive photos to make resource posts. Such microblogs can be seen everywhere on Weibo, "I can twist my waist", "I'm dead to my brother's high leg", and "My brother's smile kills me" and so on. emotion.
There are more posts urging fundraising and urging data.
"@dbxjdnk: Sister Yeqing, let me make all the data! Make me all the oranges! Do you have the heart to watch such a good-looking and good professional treasure brother buried by the malicious editing of the first two episodes of the dog program group? ?! Today is also a daily insult, the dog program group is dead."
"@asnekh: Loose fans, stop whoring for nothing, your brother doesn't need your kind of white whoring fans! Today your brother was pulled back by top, and top can save your brother for the first time, and he can save your brother for the second time Is it??? Your brother has been picking his feet at home for two years, do you have the heart to watch his second round of swimming and then go home and pick his feet???"
"@bcgyet: You vote for me, my brother will debut tomorrow! If you don't vote, I won't vote, when will my brother come out!"
"@buytwj: Ten yuan for you, five yuan for me. From now on, for every person who has ten yuan oranges, I will add five yuan. There is no limit to planting flags, and the deadline is 24 hours later. The screenshot private message shall prevail. Ye Sister Qing, don’t let me be confused! Don’t let me have money that I can’t spend! A cup of milk tea per person can send your younger brother to the third round. Don’t always think about pinning your hopes on rich women. The wind is blowing!!!"
“@fukit: Has anyone from our family gone to see this week’s performance stage!!! Sister Yeqing, who can go, try to go to see it!!! Your brother didn’t even have a single light sign in the auditorium of the first performance. Do you want him to continue to be disappointed??? Brother, he only has us! The platoon is about to start! This performance is not a group duel, but a duel between all trainees. After the performance, the votes will be announced on the spot. You have the heart to let my brother Can't get even one vote?!"
Jiang Lian quit his personal chat, and entered the four words "ginger coconut milk" in the search box in front of him. The first popular Weibo that popped up on the square was from a CP fan.
"@apkebn: Please don't come to the next door to deliberately touch porcelain again. Have you watched the third episode? If you haven't seen it, go back and watch it. My brother wrote about Lin Ye, not Li Yuan. Your brother is a single arrow to my brother. , my brother and my younger brother are the double arrows! Ginger coconut milk szd, the dessert batch is going to be beautiful today! Our family finally has a sea view villa!"
Jiang Lian laughed, and said abruptly, "Did you eat the ginger that I gave you last time?"
Lin Ye paused slightly, "Eat."
Jiang Lian looked up at him, "Is it delicious?"
Lin Ye asked him back: "Is it delicious, don't you know?"
Jiang Lian said, "Do you think it tastes good?"
Lin Ye thought for a while, and finally answered cautiously: "It's okay."
The other party smiled again, pulled out the reply box under the Weibo, typed three letters and pressed send—"szd".
He threw the phone back into Lin Ye's arms, leaned closer to him and lowered his voice when he got up, and said with a pun: "Ginger coconut milk is real, and ginger milk is also real."
Lin Ye sat on the sofa and didn't look up, feeling her butt slightly sore.
With the mentality of deliberately fighting back, he played Jiang Lian's phone until it ran out of battery and turned it off, before Lin Ye went back to his dormitory to take a shower. When he was leaving, he remembered Ming Rang's instructions, and ran to Qiu Yi's dormitory to call for someone.
The werewolf killing in the dormitory over there was in full swing, and Ming let the level of the board game crush the audience, so he was too busy to turn around and talk to him, and even planned to pull Lin Ye into the gang.
Lin Ye doesn't know how to play Werewolf, and after rejecting a few people, he returned to his dormitory, still thinking about some fake melons on Weibo, and before going to bed, he asked other roommates: "Have you heard any gossip recently?"
Several roommates shook their heads, and Qi Suan also answered, "No gossip recently."
Xia Dongchan lay on the side of the bed and tilted her head to look at him, "How do you know? Maybe there is, but you don't know."
"How can there be gossip on this island that I don't know about?" Qi Xu slapped his chest confidently, "I am definitely a melon-eating lover who is active in the front line of eating melons. When it comes to the spirit of eating melons, I rank first Second, among the trainees, absolutely no one dares to rank first."
The others all laughed and teased him for his loud tone.
Qi Xu frowned pretending to be innocent, first opened his mouth and breathed into the palm of his hand, then lowered his head and sniffed in the palm of his hand, "Nonsense, I have no breath at all."
The six people in the dormitory also fell asleep amidst laughter and laughter.
However, those laughters didn't seem to be brought into Lin Ye's sleep, he had a nightmare comparable to reality. In the dream, they woke up while the morning theme song was played in a loop, brushed their teeth and washed as usual, put on their familiar white team uniforms and went to the practice room together.
The door on the first floor of the dormitory building was locked, and the trainees with different faces gathered around the door, knocking on the door vigorously, but no one came to open the door, but the overhead radio rang again.
The teacher of the program group issued an emergency assembly announcement on the radio, and the trainees stayed in the lobby on the first floor, looking dazed and uneasy. A silent camera in the corner recorded their every move.
The teacher who issued the statement did not show up, and his voice came out again from the central radio, sounding indifferent and impersonal: "We have received reports from netizens that some of the trainees have an improper relationship. I will give you three minutes, If the person concerned does not take the initiative to stand up and admit it, no one will leave."
The crowd rioted. The expressions on the faces of the trainees beside them were either gloating, watching with cold eyes, anxious, or elated, all of which passed before their eyes like slow motion in a movie.
Lin Ye was so nervous that his forehead was sweating, his legs were so heavy that he seemed to be imprisoned in place, and he couldn't step out no matter what.
Three minutes later, the teacher's furious voice sounded again: "Is there still no one to admit it? If no one admits it, I will call the roll!"
Surrounded by the crowd, Lin Ye opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
The teacher ran out of patience and shouted angrily on the radio: "Lin Ye! Come out!"
As soon as the other party spoke, the trainees crowded around Lin Ye seemed to have encountered a terrible source of infection, and instantly spread far away with him as the center.
Lin Ye woke up to the theme song and Xia Dongchan's cry. He lifted the quilt and sat up, holding up the pajamas with one hand to shake the wind, while looking down at Xia Dongchan who was standing by the bed, "Do you want to gather?"
Xia Dongchan looked back at him strangely, "I didn't say anything."
Only then did Lin Ye regain her composure, and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Xia Dongchan's eyes fell back to the table, and she muttered absently, "Do you remember where I left my watch before going to bed yesterday?"
Lin Ye thought for a moment, but there was no impression in her mind, and finally shook her head and answered, "I don't know."
Xia Dongchan frowned in annoyance, then turned around to look around for a watch in the corner.
The whole morning was uneventful. Lin Ye got up, changed clothes and washed, then went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and finally went to the classroom for intense practice.
When returning to the practice room after lunch, a small episode happened. The staff stood guard in front of the practice building to chase away people, saying that some classrooms in the practice building needed temporary maintenance and were not open to anyone during the lunch break.
Lin Ye could only turn around and go back to the dormitory to take a nap.
When he entered the room, his roommate asked him strangely: "Why are you back? Didn't you say you don't sleep at noon?"
Lin Ye said: "The practice room needs to be repaired, so the building is closed at noon."
Several people had inexplicable expressions on their faces, but they didn't ask any more questions. Lin Ye climbed to her upper bunk, set the alarm clock first, and then took off her clothes and pulled the quilt to lie down.
It was only a moment before and after, before the eyes could close, the radio rang. The dormitory manager issued a temporary notice on the central radio, reminding everyone to gather in the lobby on the first floor in five minutes.
Lin Ye sat up in a daze during the repeated broadcast, and this scene overlapped seamlessly with the scene in his dream.
Everyone got dressed and got out of bed again, complained, adjusted their hairstyles in front of the mirror, and then opened the door listlessly and walked out.
They bumped into other trainees who were hurrying out in the long corridor, either rubbing their eyes and stepping on slippers to sleepy, or dressed neatly but walked lazily.
The only thing in common is that, without exception, all of them have blank and confused expressions on their faces. No one knew why the hostess suddenly called everyone together on this extremely ordinary noon.
Lin Ye already had a vague premonition in his heart, he looked back a little uneasy, but he didn't see the person he was looking for in the long flowing crowd.
He lost his mind for a moment, then turned his head and silently followed his roommate beside him.
There were already people waiting in the hall, and the arrival of their group filled the hall even more. Lin Ye raised her eyes and glanced towards the center of the hall, and finally saw Jiang Lian's back among the shaking figures.
Lin Ye raised her foot to push aside the flow of people beside her and walked towards Jiang Lian. Some of the trainees seemed to have heard the gossip and were busy discussing with their roommates in private, but no one noticed his actions.
Lin Ye forked a way among the bustling crowd alone. Jiang Lian's slender and tall figure in sight was getting closer and closer to him, Lin Ye finally felt a sense of urgency in her heart, and couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Someone hurried past behind him, bumping his shoulder and elbow heavily on his back. Being bumped forward and staggering a small step, Lin Ye subconsciously raised her hand at the moment when her body was unstable, and in the crowd of people, she tightly grabbed the corner of Jiang Lian's back.
Jiang Lian turned around slowly, "What's wrong?"
Lin Ye stabilized his body and straightened his back, his right hand was still grasping his clothes, his eyes were fixed on his face, and he opened his lips to utter a syllable.
The sound was short and soft, and was instantly washed away by the sound from the loudspeaker in front. He let go of his hands very quickly and raised his head, and fell silent for a long time amidst the din of the audience.
The director of the selection and program group came.
The restless crowd gradually quieted down, and Lin Ye, who was standing behind Jiang Lian, was pushed to Jiang Lian's side.
In just a few minutes, there were no less than three versions of gossip among the trainees. The pajamas and laziness on everyone's faces had long since disappeared, replaced by tension and solemnity.
The director handed the loudspeaker to the director and stepped aside. The director took the loudspeaker, and he couldn't hear too much emotional ups and downs in his tone: "Have everyone read the punishment system posted on the wall of each dormitory?"
Everyone said: "Look."
The director asked again: "What is the last piece of content, do you remember?"
The trainees were all taken aback, and someone in the front row repeated in a low voice: "Trainees are not allowed to develop improper personal relationships with other trainees or staff."
The director nodded, and his voice was suddenly severe several times: "Then the last one, do you keep it in mind?"
The trainees all bowed their heads in silence.
"Everyone is here today, so I'm going to talk about it." His eyes slowly swept over everyone, "Yesterday I received a report that some of you were developing an improper relationship in private."
Lin Ye's heart sank suddenly, but her eyes kept staring straight ahead, trying to resist the urge to turn her head to look at Jiang Lian.
"It's clearly written in black and white on the wall of the dormitory, and you still want to commit the crime knowingly!" He looked slightly annoyed and said in a cold tone, "Now I'll give you two minutes to stand up and admit it yourself. If you make up your mind to refuse to admit it, Then the consequences are not just as simple as retiring."
When the director said two minutes, he really gave two minutes. There were nearly a hundred people clearly standing in the hall, but the air fell into a deathly silence. Even though it was a place with sufficient heating, cold sweat almost broke out on Lin Ye's back.
Everyone bowed their heads in silence, and even the sound of breathing was consciously lowered a lot. The time of the second hand of Jiang Lian's watch beside him rang clearly in his ears like a reminder. Every time the second hand on the dial moves one frame, it seems to fall on his restless and heavy heart.
Every second is an endless torment.
As if it was unbearable, Lin Ye let out a breath slowly, and slightly moved his left hand that had been hanging by his side for a long time.
The next second, the back of his hand lightly bumped into Jiang Lian's right hand.
The backs of their hands touched each other, and the body temperature unique to Jiang Lian slowly passed over, penetrated into the pores on the back of Lin Ye's hands, and finally submerged silently under the surface of his skin.
Lin Ye didn't move his hand away.
He quietly pressed against Jiang Lian's hand. It was clear that there was only a small heat source on the back of his hand, but he felt that his whole body was warmed up from his toes to the top of his head.
Lin Ye gradually relaxed.
The two people mentioned by the director are not necessarily him and Jiang Lian. He and Jiang Lian also broke through the secret between Process Chi and Qi Huan. Even he didn't hope that the two people the director mentioned would be Cheng Chi and Qi Huan.
The minute hand passed through the silence of the trainees for a minute and a half, and the director became more and more angry when he couldn't wait for the two who took the initiative to admit it. In the silent stalemate, the director raised his hand and dropped the loudspeaker in his hand.
The sound of a heavy object suddenly hitting the ground woke everyone up, and the director's voice, without the support of the loudspeaker, rang out angrily throughout the hall: "You still can't hide, do you want me to tear off the last fig leaf from you?" ?! On the night of the performance, which two people hid in the backstage of the venue and made love in the unoccupied bathroom, you all know in your heart!"
Lin Ye didn't blink her eyes, and her face was still calm, but when she heard the time and place described in the other party's words, her fingertips trembled slightly.
The time is right and the place is right. But before he entered the door that day, he turned off the light. Lin Ye was puzzled and dazed, the rapid heartbeat that almost burst the eardrums could be heard, and the sticky sweat gradually appeared in the palms of his hands.
No matter how hard he tried to calm down, he finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and his gaze slowly slid towards the position on the left where Jiang Lian was standing.
In the next second, Lin Ye's eyes froze in mid-air.
Someone curled up his fingers and tightly hooked his little finger.
It's Jiang Lian.
The author has something to say: Jiang Lian: I am the best at committing crimes against the wind. Because I have to go out in a few days, from today to the 15th, it will be changed to every other day.