Pride & Lust (42)
This one-sided hint ended with Song Shu's unromantic "Hehe".
After returning to the dormitory, Song Shu felt that he had used up all his social skills in his life. He thanked Ming Yan, went back to his room, and turned on his phone, only to hear questions from his deskmate.
——[Why did you go to eat with others?]
[I saw it on the forum, why didn’t you call me when you were having dinner? QAQ]
Song Shu didn't want to reply to the somewhat unreasonable message. But if he didn't reply, his deskmate would keep bombarding him.
Song Shu paused on the keyboard and thought for a moment. There was really nothing to say. If he really wanted to reply, he would definitely reply, "Why can't I go out to eat with others? What's wrong with going out to eat? Why do I need to invite you?" Or simply reply with a soul-searching question mark.
555 would call such a reply a scumbag, so he simply didn't reply. Just bombard me with messages, it's not the first time. Song Shu thought about it and quickly put down his phone.
【Not replying to messages, cold violence, scumbag. 】
"……?"
Song Shu was angry and gave him a middle finger: "Get lost."
After taking a shower, Song Shu lay down on the bed and prepared to go to sleep.
Tomorrow is Sunday, and college students should spend their weekends sleeping. Song Shu planned for tomorrow and closed his eyes in peace.
However, tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night. From Song Shu and Ming Yan going out for dinner, the joint forum of Tsinghua University and Peking University was in chaos, the restaurant was more lively than usual, and the horse-stealing behavior on the AS forum of the frog platform was discovered.
Post: Does anyone know who is cursing Bodhisattvas quite rampantly recently?
The original poster of this post was pretending to be a passerby and promoting [small account]. Most of the people in the post were discussing various aspects of [small account]. But starting from a certain post, a netizen with the ID yellow-haired cool guy started to jump around.
=I already have the first-hand ugly photos of your Bodhisattva
=She's still a beauty, but in the end, the gender may not be correct (snickering)
=You guys are really funny. Why are you scolding me? It's not like I'm ugly to you.
= Defense is broken, love to watch defense breaking
[Yellow Hair Cool and Handsome], with a non-mainstream yellow hair avatar, single-handedly activated the entire post and debated with many scholars.
At the same time, he still had time to cut out the post and ask the group members in the group: Have you found it? I have already said it, I am just waiting for your photo.
The netizen who originally said he had found a clue showed up several minutes later, and hesitantly said: I think this may not be a good idea for us to do this.
Huangmao: So you found it?
Netizen: This behavior...is not good
Huang Mao: Stop talking nonsense, give it to me now, I have already said it, brother, you can't just watch me get slapped in the face
Netizen: ...What did you say about them?
Huang Mao: Isn't that what people in the group said? They said he's an ugly bitch, hurry up and give it to me
ugly?
The netizens over there were even more strangely silent.
Huangmao's computer was set up with a forum reply reminder. Now the reminder on the envelope kept popping up. He couldn't wait for the message from netizens and decided to switch back to the web page first.
After ten minutes of verbal battle, he returned to the group and urged: Give it to me quickly, I want to throw the evidence in their faces
The netizen replied slowly: In fact, this behavior is illegal, so it is better not to release it easily.
Huang Mao: Are you still brothers? Hurry up and give it to me. I want them to see the ugly Buddha.
Netizen: ………
A netizen forwarded a link to an image hosting service and asked Huangmao to upload it directly to the forum.
When Huangmao saw the blue link, he excitedly clicked "copy" and forwarded it, just like a soldier hearing the charge whistle.
Just wait, he’s going to silence those people who are scolding him!
The image can only be seen if the link to the image hosting service is sent out or you click on the link.
Huangmao is also an old hand at surfing the forum. After he copied the link to the image hosting service and posted it in the forum, he was unable to see the image immediately due to the slow internet connection. He arrogantly cursed: Look, this is the Bodhisattva you are admiring, she is so ugly.
After the picture was posted, as expected, all those who had cursed him fell silent, and the posts were barely refreshed. Huangmao was very proud, and scrolled up to see a boy's ID photo, wearing a high school uniform, with black hair on a blue background, and looked a little immature.
Huangmao was stunned for a moment and his heart beat faster. Who would post such a deity's photo in the post? Now the Bodhisattva's true form has been exposed.
The yellow-haired man moved the mouse and continued to scroll upwards, but he couldn't find the photo he had posted.
At this time, the background group message was still jumping. He remembered the netizens' hesitation to speak and seemed to understand something.
It was like the fear reaction of the body shivering unnaturally in extremely cold weather, the blood vessels contracted, the pores expanded, goose bumps appeared like crazy, and the yellow hair slid down, and finally I saw the person who posted the photo.
——It’s him.
Messages from backstage group friends also popped up
: No way...how can you call someone an ugly man?
: Hello clown
What the hell, such a disgusting message, as if the people who were cursing together before were not them.
Huangmao felt dizzy and had a feeling of being suffocated. He opened his eyes and looked at the photo again, and an indescribable feeling of blood rushing up at him.
Is there really a man who looks like this? ?
p, right? ?
Huangmao's face flushed, his adrenaline surged, and his emotions became excited. He slid down the floor, trying to find out what other people said. After all, there must be someone who thinks it's a fake like him, right?
It’s definitely fake. How could a man look like this?
It's so effeminate for a man to learn how to put on makeup.
Huangmao's mouse wheel was about to produce sparks, and when it was almost at the bottom, the webpage suddenly refreshed and the system prompted that his post had been deleted.
Huangmao was stunned and felt empty for a moment.
He hasn't saved the photo yet.
…
The photo was deleted by the administrator within 5 minutes, and the person who posted the photo was permanently banned, but that didn't stop other netizens from seeing the photo. After one post is deleted, another one will appear. Thousands of posts will appear, and the amount of spam in the forum will increase like crazy.
Post: Damn, it's a man? I'm done, I'm really gay
Post: I was diagnosed as a gay man today
Post: Crazy, who has the original picture?
Post: When I think about this face scolding me, I want to defend myself
The forum of the Frog platform is not a niche one. It is considered a gossip surfing place for many people. Many anchors also secretly use small accounts to surf the forum. In addition, [small account 258369] itself is popular, so such large-scale flooding has attracted a large number of spectators.
Start: Let me see what the noise is about
Finish:? ? ? ? ?
The forum crashed at 3 a.m., and Song Shu was sleeping soundly at 3 a.m.
So when he woke up in the morning and saw the message from his deskmate, he was still confused.
"What's the meaning?"
Song Shu's hair shook for a moment, and he rubbed his eyes: "He said I didn't reply to messages, so I kept a dog outside?"
Song Shu was at a loss: "He should know that I don't have a pet."
555 I practiced singing too late last night and yawned: [I don’t know either.]
My deskmate must have seen the message somewhere and went crazy again. This happened more than once or twice. Song Shu couldn't figure it out and didn't reply. Anyway, he didn't reply yesterday.
If Song Shu logged into his secondary account, he would most likely know what happened last night, but he was too lazy. After he finished washing up, 555 screamed loudly: [Second Dimension, something bad has happened! ]
Song Shu was startled by it.
Because of singing practice, 555's voice was a little sharp and hoarse, with a faint crack, it was simply a devilish sound that pierced Song Shu's ears. Song Shu was sobered up by the noise.
"Stop!! Tell me the reason and stop breathing heavily."
555 Heavy: [Listen to me,]
"?"
I told you not to breathe heavily.
555 Grief: [Your vest has fallen off. ]
Song Shu: “……????”
Now the person crawling and screaming in the dark became Song Shu.
Thanks, it's dead.
…
Mingyan is right next door.
Song Shu logged into his backstage with shaking hands and sent a private message of 999+!!!
【Click to see. 】
“….”
They must be all scolding him, what's so good about it?
【I want to see it.】
Song Shu was a little speechless. After the madness in the previous part, he seemed to be in a very calm mood. The main reason was that 555 said that the lust value was already 70, and Pride also collapsed. Although he didn't know when he collapsed, it was good that the mission was completed.
I'm almost out of this world, so forget about all these messed up things. With this attitude, Song Shu finally felt better.
He opened the private message and said, "Here, take a look."
He is not interested.
555 looked around, clicked his tongue, and read out one of the messages: [Master, I am your dog, dog tag 258369, please take me away]
[Is it illegal to be a dog? I think it’s not illegal, woof woof woof]
Song Shu: “…”
I know their habits are weird. Song Shu looked over and saw a screen full of private messages, and the avatars were almost all of the anchors he had scolded: [Boss, what the hell? ]
Damn it, I’m a man.
Song Shu replied expressionlessly and turned off the private message. The number of comments in the comment section was also a terrifying 9999+.
555 bites the handkerchief: [It’s hard to imagine what happened last night.] I shouldn’t have practiced that crappy song if I had known.
Song Shu: "...You seem very regretful."
【It is always a pity not to have the first bite of melon. 】
Song Shu gave a middle finger: "Haha."
How the hell does he have such a gossipy AI? !
Song Shu fell back on the bed with a bitter look on his face, "Should I go out today?"
There were plenty of snacks in the room, enough for him to stay awake for the whole day.
Ming Yan was right next door. If Ming Yan knew that he was the [small account] that was cursing people in the live broadcast room, would he still want to live?
[You can start a marginal live broadcast. When the lust value reaches 100%, I can send you away from this world.]
"Bad idea!!"
Song Shu couldn't help going crazy again and started rolling around hugging the pillow. Ahhhh what did he do wrong to have to go through this!!
If Ming Yan hadn't been there, Song Shu would probably have handed the matter over to his assistant, dealt with it coldly, and resolved the matter thoroughly after a while. The shock of being exposed would only drive him crazy for a while, but he wouldn't care about it for a long time. There was a lot of information on the Internet, and no matter what others said, nothing would happen if he unplugged the network cable.
But with Ming Yan next door, things become very different. He lives next door, what's the difference between this and walking into a trap?
Song Shu looked up at the ceiling, feeling deeply desperate. "Do you think he will bear a grudge against me and come over and beat me up in the middle of the night?"
He has been cursing Ming Yan in the live broadcast room for half a month, and the curses were the most unpleasant. Anyone with an angry temper could not stand it.
555: [It is possible.]
Song Shu became even more desperate, he felt like he was going to have schizophrenia.
"Then what shall I do!"
555 The tree branch waved his hand: [I have a plan.]
"Master, please teach me."
…
"Do you really want to do a live broadcast showing your face? Don't trick me."
555 Righteous words: [Why would I cheat you? ]
Song Shu opened the frog platform and said bitterly: "It would be fine if I just don't admit it, right?"
[Do you want to complete the task quickly? ]
Song Shu: "I want to."
I really don't want to stay in this broken world for even a second.
【Then start live broadcast. 】
There was no other way now, Song Shu had to listen to 555 and directly started a live broadcast using [small account 258369].
When the live broadcast started, Ming Yan had already sent him a message on his main account, which was a question mark. Song Shu didn't dare to look at it, and quickly accelerated the progress of the live broadcast.
There was no advance notice for the live broadcast, but a lot of people flocked to the platform. Song Shu looked at the skyrocketing number of viewers and comments, and his heart beat a little faster. He wanted to turn off the live broadcast directly, but things had come to this point, and turning off the live broadcast seemed pretentious.
=Ahhhh
=Luckily I didn't sleep
=It’s actually!! Show your face! Live broadcast!!
Song Shu could only comfort himself that they were all netizens and the people on the other side were all robots. With this psychological suggestion, he was finally able to look at the camera.
It was his first live broadcast and he was not very skilled at it, and the camera was not adjusted very well. Song Shu was very nervous, but he looked indifferent. He pinched his fingers and said the first sentence since the live broadcast.
"You guys, good."
There was a knock on the door outside, and Ming Yan's voice was heard simultaneously.
"Song Shu? Open the door."
Song Shu pretended not to hear, his palms were sweating. Fortunately, the door was only knocked once, and Ming Yan did not continue. This freed up Song Shu's attention to deal with the live broadcast in front of him.
In the short few minutes that Song Shu was distracted, the number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, and the comments on the screen scrolled so fast that it was almost impossible to see the font.
The incident has been brewing since last night, and the forum has completely collapsed. The programmers are still repairing it. Some people are obsessed with [小号]'s face, and naturally some people question whether [小号]'s face is photoshopped.
How could someone look like this? Why didn't he become a star? Why did I only know about this now?
In short, there is only one photo, and many people still don’t believe Song Shu’s appearance.
Until this live broadcast.
Song Shu's computer configuration is very good, and the quality of the live broadcast can be maximized. He is very inexperienced, and because there are too many high-frequency words scrolling in the barrage, he can only look closely to see it.
Even the angles that are not good for ordinary people are perfect on him. Thick and long eyelashes fluttering, nose bridge, red lips, approaching and then leaving, like a pure kiss. The speed of the barrage slowed down, but the person left without realizing it, muttering to himself: "I should not have turned on the beauty filter."
On the other end of the network cable, someone was chasing after me unconsciously, only to come back to his senses with a red face and regret when he touched the cold screen.
This is not reality and cannot be touched.
However, even though my thoughts were changing, my heartbeat did not drop so quickly.
If she really looks like this, how can someone look like the retouched photo?
While stroking her abnormal heartbeat, her eyes were obsessed and she couldn't leave the boy in the live broadcast room.
…
Song Shu also turned off the reward during this live broadcast. He sat up straight, and some sharp questions asked by netizens were raised one by one.
=Why use a voice changer?
=Why are you throwing money and cursing at people?
Of course, there are answers to these questions, but some people may not want to hear them even if he says them.
Song Shu is a person who is good at dealing with this kind of situation. This kind of good probably means that he doesn't care about other people's voices, he just does his own thing.
This character is apathetic.
So when the questions in the barrage became more and more pointed, the boys in the live broadcast room looked more tired, as if they were a little impatient and indifferent.
He had clearly just woken up, but he seemed to be languid as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"I use the voice changer for fun, I spend money because I have a lot of money, and I curse people because I think it's fun."
Since the truth cannot be told, just say something that can be told.
The texture of the male voice is completely different from that of the female voice. It is both cold and youthful, like the wind blowing freely without a care, with an elusive indifference.
The barrage seemed to be listening to Song Shu carefully, and most of the comments were reduced.
=It's over, the male voice is more touching
= Diagnosed as gay
Song Shu frowned when he heard some unpleasant words: "What do you mean by using a voice changer is effeminate?"
"You're also a little conceited when you say this?"
The feeling of turning on the camera is completely different from just listening to the sound. If the sound is only imagined, then the camera is probably a double enjoyment of vision and hearing.
No need to imagine, the person in the photo is right there on your screen, moving, frowning ever so slightly, not responding to your gaze, but enough to draw you in. Those mild insults uttered from those bright red lips, and the indifferent look becomes evidence of the insults.
As if looking at a rubbish, "You can read more books when you have time."
=Salute
=Screen Recording
=Pinch the philtrum, good s Bodhisattva
There wasn't much to say about the live broadcast. There were a few questions that could be answered, and Song Shu responded to them one by one, but there were also a few that were obviously intended for him to curse, which he was not very happy about.
He cursed people before because of the mission. Now there is no mission, and Song Shu can't really evolve into Dous.
The netizens’ requests are indeed somewhat embarrassing.
Song Shu lowered her eyes, her thin eyelids covering her dark pupils, and her curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, "I just wanted to chat with everyone peacefully, but there are too many people trying to stir up trouble."
=Wuwuwu Buddha, don't pay attention, they are all weird.
=How can I repair it? Who dares to destroy my food?
=They all just want you to curse, ignore them!
Song Shu thought for a moment and said, "This live broadcast is just to explain something. If you really hate me, then continue to hate me, because I will not appear again after this live broadcast."
Song Shu said these words with all his heart. After this time, his mission is probably completed, and both [Xiaohao] and [Ghost ZN] will be abandoned. There will be no chance to meet again in the future, and he will no longer appear on the Internet in a big way, which will probably make those who hate him very happy.
But it was not a threat at all, and it was a completely sincere statement, but it made the netizens in the live broadcast room choked up and speechless, and some even remained silent.
=Help, don't don't don't go!
=Where are you going?! Don't leave, or I'll become a ghost and haunt you.
=Who is causing the trouble? Are you crazy?!
[…As expected of you. ]
This can control other people's emotions. If Song Shu is not really a straight man, it really has to doubt whether Song Shu has gone somewhere to learn the PUA method of scumbag men.
555's hand was shaking slightly as he lit the cigarette. Maybe some people are just scumbags.
The barrage became more and more sad. Song Shu wanted to pull back a little, but the door was knocked again. Ming Yan's voice came, a little heavy: "Song Shu, open the door."
Song Shu locked the door, so Ming Yan couldn't get in, but it was a bit strange to keep knocking on the door.
Because he was in the wrong, Song Shu was panicked for a moment, but it was only for a moment. He glanced at the live broadcast room and a user name with a golden icon was pushed up.
[The Other Shore]: Do you want to open the door for him?
[Bi'an]: That's too much. Saying that you don't know me is very hurtful.
=? ? ?
[Chocolate]: So you guys are already in this kind of relationship
[Chocolate]: I was here first.
Song Shu: ? ?
How did these two people appear?
However, there are far more people watching the live broadcast than just [Bi'an] and [Chocolate]. There are also many other male anchors who have been scolded by Song Shu.
=Are you really leaving? It's very irresponsible. You didn't think about our feelings.
=I have liked you for a long time, even though they all say I am the ugliest one among the anchors you scolded
=Who are you? He stayed at my place longer last night, okay?
=The data speaks for itself? He stayed here for 15 minutes and gave me 8 rockets.
There are more and more gold, red, and pink anchor IDs. Song Shu: “…”
No, man, I stayed longer because I was thinking about cursing sc, and the number of rockets I threw was completely based on my mood. Can this cause a quarrel?
However, this group of anchors could not hear Song Shu's true voice and were already arguing about whose live broadcast room Song Shu preferred to visit and who he preferred to give gifts to.
The scene became more and more chaotic.
Finally someone asked: No, what about [Lingling]?
Song Shu looked towards the door, feeling very upset.
Damn, [Lingling] is still knocking on the door.
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