Lu Yan held up a beer can and said, "Welcome Comrade Xiao Heng to join our big family in Unit 6, Unit 3, as the saying goes—"
Zhang Xiaohui answered subconsciously: "A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor?"
However, Lu Yan is always unexpected: "One more friend, one more way of making money."
As Lu Yan said, he hooked the beer can to touch the one in Xiao Heng's hand, and the two cans made a 'bang' sound when they collided.
Then Lu Yan said: "Network administrator, will you get a discount if you mention your name in the Internet cafe?"
Xiao Heng stayed up too late, but after being drunk, he regained his energy. He said, "Hit."
"How much discount can I get?"
"It can break your legs."
"..."
Lu Yan slowly squeezed the beer can that he had just finished drinking, and then gave Xiao Heng a middle finger: "Fuck."
Xiao Heng returned his middle finger unhurriedly.
The two looked as if they were competing whose fingers were longer.
"Are you two young or not?" said Viagra, a bystander.
We chatted and started drinking together.
Zhang Xiaohui was the first to die, number of cans: 2.
Lu Yan watched Zhang Xiaohui lying unconscious on the table, and said with emotion: "I just like to drink with Xiaohui, drinking with him is to save money."
As for the guy next to him, he didn't save money so much.
Xiao Heng looked calm, but one can after another, the wine in his hand never broke.
Wei Ge put his hand on Xiao Heng's shoulder drunkenly and called him "brother": "brother, there are always times when you are frustrated in life. I think back then, brother was only eighteen years old, and he was motivated to enter the police academy..."
But Viagra didn't say a few words, then fell silent and went to lie down with Zhang Xiaohui.
Lu Yan and Xiao Heng were left to fight on.
In the end, because the beer ran out, the two had a draw.
Lu Yan raised his head and took the last sip of wine, just as Xiao Heng let go of the empty jar in his hand.
Around them were a dozen empty wine bottles.
After a while, Lu Yan patted Viagra and the others to wake them up, packed up their things, and saw Xiao Heng leaning against the low wall beside the rooftop.
Lu Yan walked over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Xiao Heng is looking at this neighborhood.
Looking down from the rooftop, the entire Seventh District can be seen at a glance.
It was dark.
The ruins were covered with ash.
"When did you dismantle it?"
"Two months ago," Lu Yan said, "it was said that we were going to demolish and build a factory, so our building was left. It turned out that the community was very lively, and there were people selling breakfast downstairs. Now you only want to have breakfast. You can go to the sixth district."
It was the first time that Xiao Heng observed this "seventh cell" so seriously.
He didn't know what mood he should be looking at these things, he was completely changed to another environment, and everything around him felt faintly unreal.
The environment is even worse.
The alcohol continued to rise.
Lu Yan patted him on the shoulder from behind, interrupting his train of thought: "Look up."
Xiao Heng raised his head and found that there was an endless starry night above his head, which was a scenery that could not be seen in the urban area at ordinary times, and it was as magnificent as an illusion.
"Although the lower city is a bit dilapidated, it's not without its advantages." Lu Yan put his hands on his shoulders, and looked up at the stars with him, but the words in his mouth became more and more unpleasant, "Look, if you go In the city, there is no place to find a job without an ID card, and our illegal industry chain is relatively developed, let alone you lost your ID card, even if you are a black household, you are not afraid... "
Xiao Heng, the network manager of the black Internet cafe: "..."
After that, Lu Yan went to the black Internet cafe several times.
He has just taken on a song arrangement job, but the broken computer at home that has been working for more than three years has recently started to complain about being laid off. The specific performance is that the song he just edited saves half of it and flashes out, or else it automatically shutdown.
Party A: I need it urgently, can I deliver it within a week
Lu Yan could only carry the written score and keys and run out to work.
Every time before going, Lu Yan would ask a certain network administrator on night shift if he needed to bring something out of politeness.
However, after going there many times, Xiao Heng sent the message by himself without him asking:
Bring a box lunch.
[Lu Yan]:
[Xiao Heng]: Add some soup.
Xiao Heng's tone of these two sentences was too natural.
[Lu Yan]: I said I'm going
[Lu Yan]: Do you eat the old father's loving slap in the face
[Xiao Heng]: Are you not coming today
[Xiao Heng]: Oh[/expression].
Perhaps because of familiarity, Xiao Heng also sends a few popular emoticons when sending Weichat messages.
Lu Yan took a few glances at the "slowly dying" pandaren on the phone screen.
It's shameful to sell miserably.
"on board."
Ten minutes later, Lu Yan lifted the black curtain and went in with his meal.
The person sitting behind the computer stretched out his hand and asked him, "Where is my meal?"
Lu Yan put the meal on the table: "Am I a delivery man?"
Xiao Heng took it.
There were not many people coming online during the meal, so Lu Yan put on his headphones and began to adjust the sound track.
After finishing his meal, Xiao Heng sat next to him to catch up on sleep. He put one hand on the table, propped up his upper body and approached him, took off one of his earphones and said, "Someone is calling me."
Lu Yan found it very interesting: "Who is the network administrator?"
Xiao Heng had already got down on the ground, closed his eyes and said, "I'll give you a discount."
"… roll."
The two of them were sitting in the corner facing the black curtain. To Lu Yan's left was an ashtray. The ashtray inside hadn't been cleaned up, and there was a faint smell of smoke in the air.
Xiao Heng was lucky today, no one came for an entire hour.
He woke up and opened his eyes. Lu Yan was still revising his voice repeatedly.
From time to time, Lu Yan's fingers resting on the table followed the rhythm in the earphones. His fingers are very long, and today there are three earrings hanging on his ears, and a silver necklace hanging on his chest, Xiao Heng carefully identified it, and found that the pendant was a snake spitting out a letter.
Sitting there, as long as Lu Yan didn't speak, anyone would think he was a ruthless character.
If you want to list related terms, it is estimated that you can list the following items:
Mixed on the road.
not to be trifled.
…
Xiao Heng felt that he must have not woken up, what kind of ruthless character, the person who sat next to him and wrote songs was a dog who only knows how to fight and run.
Xiao Heng lay on the side and watched him operate the arrangement software for a while, wanting to smoke a cigarette to wake up, but as soon as he lit the cigarette, he watched the software of the ruthless character Lu Yan crash.
Lu Yan: "..."
?
"What kind of broken computer is this in your Internet cafe!"
Lu Yan crashed the software twice in a row when he was about to finish, and his mentality also directly collapsed.
Xiao Heng bit his cigarette and said, "Get out of the way."
As Xiao Heng said, he leaned forward slightly and reached for the keyboard in front of Lu Yan.
Before Lu Yan could retract his hand, he kept resting on the mouse, and was still pressed by Xiao Heng's arm: "Wait a minute, you know how to do it? You are a network administrator who has a multi-professional job and does not have an ID card..." This young master learned The major is obviously the Department of Economics, what will happen to the one who will inherit the family business in the future.
Although it is not convenient to type on the keyboard in this posture, Xiao Heng's hand speed is still very fast.
Even if Xiao Heng's hands don't wear high-priced watches, they don't have any decorations on them, they still carry a kind of innate nobility, and there is also a kind of looseness that comes from the bones no matter what they do—
A program box pops up on the screen.
Inside the frame were some things that Lu Yan could not understand at all, such as 1 and 0, the screen was full of garbled characters.
Xiao Heng lowered his eyes, with a cigarette in his mouth.
Lu Yan always felt that this person usually had no expression no matter what he was doing, but it was different when he was typing on the keyboard.
Where exactly is it different...
Xiao Heng knocked for a while, exhaled smoke, interrupted his train of thought, and said to Lu Yan: "Mouse."
Lu Yan moved the hand holding the mouse with difficulty.
"Click to run."
Lu Yan clicked up.
Garbled boxes disappear.
The computer returns to calm.
The arrangement software that Lu Yankao brought over in the USB flash drive is still the same arrangement software.
Xiao Heng let go of his hand and sat back to his original position.
Such a pass looks pretty awesome...
Lu Yan looked at him sideways: "Have you found my song?"
Xiao Heng said, "No."
"!"
"You rewrite it."
After Xiao Heng finished speaking, he saw movement in the black curtain, and someone came to board the plane. He shook the cigarette ash again, and walked unhurriedly to the front desk.
Then what are you knocking on for so long? ? ? !
One-pass operation looks pretty awesome.
You just want to hear it
Listen to the crisp sound of the green axis
Lu Yan resisted the feeling of wanting to be caught and beaten, and turned on the arrangement software to write again.
The network manager Xiao Heng sat back at the front desk.
The ones who came in were a few high school boys who skipped class and went online: "Network administrator, get on the computer, three people, if there is a joint position, no, we're going to hack."
Lu Yan heard Xiao Heng's lukewarm voice saying, "Yes."
The high school student had his own worries, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Is your Internet cafe safe? You won't be arrested."
Xiao Heng: "No ID card?"
The high school student nodded.
"Safety."
Xiao Heng took the money and said a convincing sentence: "I don't have an ID card either."
"..."
Lu Yan couldn't listen anymore, he put on the earphones and continued to tune.
He didn't notice that five minutes later, a few words automatically popped up in the upper left corner of the arrangement software: Automatically save.
The line of words was inconspicuous, and disappeared after appearing for two seconds.
Then wait until the next five minutes before it will appear again.
…
Fortunately, the software did not crash again.
Two hours later, Lu Yan sent the smooth audio to Party A.
Party A felt that there was no problem after hearing it, and transferred the money to collect the money. After a set of procedures was completed, the transaction was over.
Lu Yan took off his earphones, and habitually counted the balance after collecting the money. Including the previous payment from Party A, the balance was almost 2,000.
"A bottle of water... I'm done, when will you get off work?" Lu Yan quickly got off the plane and went to the front desk to buy water.
Xiao Heng threw the water to him.
"Four o'clock."
Four o'clock, that's ten minutes.
Anyway, the time was about the same, Lu Yan turned on the water and said, "Well, let's go together?"
Xiao Heng: "Who will go with you."
Lu Yan has long been used to Xiao Heng's way of speaking.
He walked back with water, lay down in the gaming chair, and waited for Xiao Heng to change shifts.
The guy next to him was actually playing a news video on his computer screen.
Lu Yan couldn't hear the sound and could only read the subtitles clearly.
A familiar hostess from a local TV station said with an unchanging expression: "...Recently, we have received reports from enthusiastic citizens and discovered the whereabouts of a dangerous person named Wang, and it is preliminarily determined that Wang has fled in the direction of the lower city."
"According to the surveillance video provided by the 'Trust-Mart' grocery store, the man in black in the video is suspected to be the suspect Wang. Wang bought two bottles of orange juice in the grocery store. I don't know what the meaning of this move is. I hope the citizens are highly vigilant and pay attention when traveling. Personal property and life safety, never drink orange juice from strangers."
Downtown area
So much more
Isn't this grocery store near the Seventh District
Just as Lu Yan was thinking, Xiao Heng had already finished his shift, so he opened the curtain and stood at the door impatiently asking him, "Will you go?"