Ling Ke's eyes widened, completely unaware of how this line of characters appeared.
He was quite familiar with Schubert's tunes. He didn't need to read the score when he took the grade test. He brought the grade test book with him just for peace of mind. After the test, he never read it again. Unexpectedly, a message was ignored so unknowingly.
Thinking of Qi Feng, whom he met by chance a year ago, Ling Ke's heart warmed, but he was a little anxious. He quickly turned on the computer and entered the other party's Q number in the search box.
The search result is the avatar of a handsome anime guy, whose nickname is just one word, "Feng".
Ling Ke added the other party as a friend. Later that day, Qi Feng passed the verification of his friend.
As soon as he was happy, he was about to click on the other party's avatar to start chatting, but suddenly found that the other party's name was red, and there was a penguin icon with yellow hair on its head next to it.
- That is the exclusive color and logo of "Members".
In an instant, Ling Ke's ears rang again with the self-righteousness of his parents back then. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he was helpless. There seemed to be a force that was pulling him and Qi Feng apart. a wall.
Ling Ke hesitated to double-click Feng's avatar, and was attracted by the other party's cool QQ show.
Hats, sunglasses, fashionable clothes, cool backgrounds... This outfit must cost a lot of Q coins.
But this is not important to Qi Feng, because he is still a red diamond noble, and he can wear all the clothes in the mall for free.
…
The sudden sense of difference made Ling Ke feel a little irritable, and his hands stayed on the keyboard for a while, he considered how to say the first sentence to Qi Feng.
- Hello, I'm Ling Ke.
-Still remember me
—I was the one who took the piano grade 8 exam with you last year...
After thinking for a few words, he couldn't ask the question, because Ling Ke was worried that Qi Feng might have forgotten himself. After all, it's been a year. How much of a sense of existence is there to Qi Feng, who is so close to him and stinks of sweat all over his body.
If he hadn't sorted out the sheet music today, he would have almost forgotten Qi Feng.
Besides, even if they didn't forget, what could they talk about later
To be honest, he is not a very proactive person socially. I am afraid that Ling Ke will never learn Qi Feng's natural and familiar character. So this matter has to start from him, it is not much easier than ascending to the sky.
During Ling Ke's tangled process, Qi Feng didn't send a word, which made him even more anxious - usually strangers add themselves as friends, no matter what, they should say hello or get to know each other after joining. ? I don't know anything, just pass the verification like this, don't ignore it, won't it be too casual
The more Ling Ke thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. After a second thought, he no longer had the courage to "recognize each other".
-just forget it.
- Said the other party may not remember.
-So be it.
Ling Ke hung Q, turned on the stealth state, and went online for a while. When he looked at Qi Feng's avatar again, the other party was already offline.
He felt a little lost in his heart, but as if he had to be relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After staring at the grayed-out avatar for two seconds, Ling Ke slowly moved the mouse to the yellow five-pointed star next to the other person's avatar.
In those years, Space was still a very popular social display platform.
Children who are about the same age as Ling Ke, almost everyone runs their own space. Which one has nothing to do without writing a mood diary and posting some photos in the space? Play a few more space music to show your personality, and this small homepage is the face of your online identity.
Space is also a secret base for netizens to spy on each other's private information. People who can be popular here often don't mix too badly or look too ugly in reality.
Ling Ke also has it, but he mostly reposts articles and photos of class activities posted by some classmates, and rarely posts his own.
Everyone has the desire to spy on others, and Ling Ke is no exception. But when Qi Feng was still online, he didn't dare to do it, and he didn't even dare to recognize each other. He always felt that it was a bit despicable to peep at people in person.
Now that Qi Feng was gone, he decided to take a look, and then quit quietly, Qi Feng would not know that he was here.
With such a plan, Ling Ke clicked on the five-pointed star.
The network speed is very slow, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, the page pops up - no access rights are required. Ling Ke felt a little excited in his heart.
The homepage has a space-specific welcome animation, which is a cartoon of a boy looking up at the starry sky, accompanied by wind bells, which is very beautiful.
Ling Ke found the earphones and put them on. Before he could react, a fast-paced piano music suddenly burst out from the earphones, ding ding dong dong, as if it was about to smash something, and attacked his eardrums and eardrums. brain.
The page jumped, and I saw a Western-style cemetery that melted into the night on the front page. A fallen angel with wings stood on one of the tombstones, looking extremely arrogant.
Pieces of white feathers fell from top to bottom, and there were flashing blue decorative borders all around, in line with the rhythm of feathers falling, disappearing and appearing...
The mouse slides down, and there is a line of poetry below that is not a poem—
hurt you, hurt me, hurt;
will not know the will of God;
Glacier, the boy weeps bitterly;
love, secret, arrow;
Angels, will eventually fall;
Buried in the ground for a long time, sleeping forever.
…
These lines of characters are also set with luminous fonts, flashing and flashing on the black layout...
Maybe it will be many years before Ling Ke realizes how secondary these things are.
But at that time, he didn't realize it, but was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.
Listening to the cracked piano music in his ears, feathers falling on the screen, and reading the unintelligible poem, Ling Ke only felt that the master of this space... well... well, he, mom, cool.
Taking a closer look, the other party's space name "Maple Island" also has a diamond icon next to it, and it is a noble again!
Ling Ke didn't believe in evil, so he went to look at Qi Feng's personal information page, and then he was blinded by a string of colorful diamonds.
... fuck it... just unbelievably cool!
Now the distance between him and Qi Feng is not as simple as a wall.
They are also separated by a galaxy of diamonds.
Ling Ke clicked on each other's journals and albums again. There were not many updates, but many clicks. Almost every journal had hundreds of reads and dozens of replies, not to mention the number of visits to the space message boards and albums. Some netizens came here a few minutes ago.
Today, Qi Feng's spatial data is equivalent to the popularity, and he should be an "Internet celebrity".
For someone like Ling Ke who hasn't visited the space for hundreds of years, this is simply a rare existence.
Ling Ke wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally understood why the other party passed his friend application but ignored it. It is estimated that there are a lot of strangers who add his friends and follow his space every day. How can Qi Feng have time to ask and chat one by one
Net red, but very busy.
Jindu came in, and Ling Ke simply read the content of Qi Feng's update in the space from beginning to end.
Most of the logs are reposts of popular chicken soup for the soul and classic philosophies. Qi Feng wrote very little himself, but it is easy to identify them, which are the ones with the highest number of clicks and replies.
There is an article titled "Upset", just a few lines: "Irritated, upset, upset to death... Hope the earth explodes, BOOM! The end of the world! Everything is gone! Goodbye!"
Ling Ke smiled, he was so upset that he wanted to destroy the world, but he wouldn't post it on the Internet so straightforwardly.
The series of messages below the article are all comforting from netizens.
According to Ling Ke's knowledge, most of the time he would leave a message in the space, most of them were classmates.
Xueer: "What's the matter? Let's chat for a while."
Wind-chasing girl: "Listen to songs when you're upset."
Yi Ziye: "Just get some sleep. [ Tongue out ]"
Starry Night Angel: "If the world ends, you will disappear too. I don't want you to disappear."
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Tsk, all the avatars and nicknames that girls would use, as well as those ambiguous tones.
Ling didn't feel envious, he just felt a little emotional, Qi Feng is indeed a popular guy.
There is also an "Untitled", placed above the log, with only one sentence: "The abandoned angel, even if his wings are still white, will become, another, the god of death."
The netizens' messages were full of self-talk, some directly asked what it meant, some asked Qi Feng if he compared himself to the god of death, and there were various interpretations, but Qi Feng ignored it.
He only replied to a message with an ID called "Yishenyue".
Because that person sent two words: "Good poetry."
Qi Feng returned his grinning face.
Ling Ke twitched the corners of his mouth, adding a few commas to a sentence called poetry
Hey, it's too advanced, he can't understand it, he should look at the more straightforward photos.
The albums were much richer than the diaries. Ling Ke looked at them one by one and finally knew what the "Deyin International School" looked like.
Qi Feng posted a lot of photos of their school, with playgrounds, classrooms, studios, piano rooms... The conditions are indeed much better than the middle school he attended!
The playground of their school is made of rubber, and there are separate indoor basketball courts and swimming pools. Qi Feng knows a lot of sports, and also likes to take pictures of sports, such as fencing, tennis, golf, etc. Ling Ke has never even touched it before.
Their classrooms have lockers, air conditioners, public bookshelves, and everyone has a brand-new desk. Compared with the desks that Ling Ke and his school are wearing to no corners, it's a world of difference.
There was also Qi Feng's house. Ling Ke looked at a few pieces together. There was a courtyard, iron gates, and a glass sun room. It was presumed to be a villa. There are also many photos of a big white dog. It looks very cute. I don't know if it was raised by Qi Feng.
Other than that, they are all photos of Qi Feng himself.
The first thing Ling Ke was attracted to was a stage photo, for no other reason, because Qi Feng was wearing that familiar performance suit. He sat on the stage and played with concentration, like a little prince.
It was only after a year that the enthusiastic young man's eyebrows came alive again in Ling Ke's memory.
He lost his mind for a while, looked down again, and saw a photo of Qi Feng wearing a basketball uniform. He was facing the camera, holding the ball in one hand, one eye open and one eye closed, as if he was throwing When he winked, he was suddenly captured, and his ruffian appearance was vividly displayed.
That scene was shot in two consecutive shots. In the next shot, Qi Feng stretched out his other hand and compared the camera with a V, smiling handsomely and sweetly.
Ling Ke's heart beat faster for no reason...
Long after closing the webpage, Ling Ke's mind was still full of Qi Feng's appearance.
Compared with the brief memory of a year ago, Qi Feng's image has become more three-dimensional at this time.
But after learning that the other party was a full diamond noble and so popular, Ling Ke couldn't muster up the courage to recognize him.
It's not cowardice, it's social fear, and it's a trace of arrogance in the bones.
Ling Ke always felt that no matter what he said, it was like he was rushing to get involved.
When he exited the other party's space, he had not forgotten to delete his access records in order to maintain the "innocence" of the two.
Ling Ke did not expect that this retreat was actually a five-year period of no communication with Qi Feng.
Since that day, the space of "Feng" has become a place where he has quietly stepped on countless times.
For Qi Feng, it was just a zombie fan who was still using the system avatar in the friend list.
[Interlude]
Qi Feng: "Do you think I can't see you invisible? I'm using the 'Rainbow QQ invisible' version, and I paid for it."
Ling Ke: "..." Shut up and let me be a zombie as quiet as a chicken!