Extra world 2
After the event organized by Zhengxing ended, the number of participants was calculated according to the deadline and donations were made to the mountainous area. Because the entire process was open and transparent, the positive voices on the Internet were louder than the negative voices.
Some netizens also suspected that this was one of their business tactics, in order to promote the legitimate business, and to make back the money they lent out after mass-producing these plush toys.
This speculation is actually very close to the truth, but no one cares.
When this proposal was passed, Zhengxing arranged the entire process of the event, including the rewards for the first, second and third place winners. The rewards were distributed according to the contact information left by the participants after the end, and a special person was also sent to communicate with the first place winner about copyright issues.
So why did they have to contact the first person privately after this?
So why did his boyfriend decisively choose to leave the other person's boyfriend and go to another room to chat after meeting them?
Wasn't it the young man who came up with the image of the plush ball? What's the big deal?
Shang Feng stared at the young man with a scar on his forehead sitting opposite him, then crossed his arms expressionlessly, as if to say, "I don't like you, but there's nothing I can do about it now."
Gao Yuan also couldn't stand Shang Feng's condescending attitude, but he couldn't tear his face off after Luan Ye said he wanted to have a good talk with his boyfriend. So he could only raise the teacup in front of him angrily, drink the tea in it, and then put it heavily on the table.
Shang Feng: A cow chewing a peony.
Gao Yuan: What a pretentious guy.
The thoughts of the two people who disliked each other were surprisingly synchronized at this moment: So what on earth could they talk about!
Unlike the tense atmosphere over there, the atmosphere between Yang Zheyu and Luan Ye was very harmonious, but it was so harmonious that it was embarrassing.
"So you should be..." Yang Zheyu cleared his throat and asked as if he was playing a riddle, "The same as me...?"
"Yeah." Luan Ye nodded, took down the small black ball that had been hanging with the key, and placed it on the table, "We are the same."
"How did you bind to the system at that time?" Yang Zheyu asked with interest.
"When I was in college... in order to get my boyfriend to come out to me, I came up with a stupid idea - I asked a girl to pretend to be my boyfriend." Luan Ye always felt uncomfortable when he mentioned his past dark history. He looked away, "You can check our school forum for details. It shouldn't have been deleted yet."
Yang Zheyu didn't ask which school it was specifically. He didn't usually pay much attention to music, but out of curiosity he clicked on the performance video with the other party as the cover on the video website.
I have to say that even someone like him who has no talent for music would feel relaxed after listening to the other person's performance.
For young talents like this, the schools they attended have probably been completely revealed by netizens who don't know that privacy should be respected, so there is no need to ask.
"Speaking of this, why did you want to use the system's image to do legitimate things...?" Luan Ye also asked tentatively.
He could see that the casualness and unrestrainedness displayed by the other party was based on the confidence behind him. He had also read relevant reports about the other party, so he knew very well that even if he asked the other party how he was bound to the system, the other party might not answer truthfully.
"Hmm... consider it a thank you, thank it for not breaking up my lover." Yang Zheyu thought for a moment, "But I have the system's consent, so you don't have to worry about infringing on their portrait rights."
Luan Ye responded dryly and turned his head away.
He was still not very good at interacting with people, which was reflected in the fact that he didn't know what to talk about with Yang Zheyu next. After all, he agreed to the other party's private meeting request in the beginning because he wanted to know whether the other party had also been bound to the system.
Fortunately, Yang Zheyu is very good at dealing with others: "When the system leaves, I hope I can help find out who is the first place and why it is designed as if it was carved out of the same mold as it."
Luan Ye pursed his lips and turned his gaze back.
Yang Zheyu laughed in his heart: I have to say, children are easy to understand and much easier to get along with than those old foxes he met.
"If it knows it's you, it should be very happy, right?" Yang Zheyu said.
"I provided the idea, but this toy was actually designed by Gao Yuan...my boyfriend." Luan Ye hung the little black fur ball back up. "I didn't expect he could actually make it."
"...He doesn't seem to be an art student?" Yang Zheyu suddenly thought of the young man with a sullen face who shook hands with him and Shang Feng one by one.
Maybe he had a stereotype, but the other person's image did not look like an art student, but more like a sports student or something.
"He is indeed not an art student, he is a sports student." Luan Ye replied with a smile.
Compared to his previous tense state, he now seemed much more relaxed. The two continued their conversation, moving from their initial dislike for the system to their mutual learning and friendship with it.
By the time I came to my senses, an hour had passed.
Yang Zheyu noticed this because of a sudden phone call from Shang Feng.
"It seems we've been chatting for a while." He checked the time and felt a rare pity. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I'm also..." Luan Ye took out his cell phone and looked at it. He wanted to say something when he suddenly heard the sound of a teacup breaking from the next room.
The two looked at each other and ran out together, fearing that the one in their family would start fighting with the other's boyfriend because they were kept too long.
Luan Ye rushed ahead and opened the door of the room.
He saw Gao Yuan bending down to pick up the fragments, and Shang Feng sitting opposite him with his arms folded.
At the corner of the table, the broken teacup was extremely conspicuous.
"You're finally back." Gao Yuan placed the fragments on the table and rushed over to hug Luan Ye. "I can't wait any longer!"
Yang Zheyu, who was a beat slower than Luan Ye, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Shang Feng still holding his arms. He glanced at the broken teacup on the ground and asked, "What happened?"
"--He knocked him down." Shang Feng decisively pointed at Gao Yuan who was hugging Luan Ye.
Gao Yuan ignored him.
After answering Yang Zheyu's question, Shang Feng asked a new question: "So are you guys done talking?"
"We've finished talking." Yang Zheyu answered while looking at Luan Ye, "By the way, do you have any plans for lunch? Do you want to have lunch together?"
It's almost twelve o'clock now, and it's time for lunch.
Luan Ye was about to reply that he had no plans when he felt Gao Yuan's hand tighten around his waist. He patted the man's shoulder soothingly, then looked at Yang Zheyu and said, "Let's go back and eat. Sorry."
"It's okay." Yang Zheyu knew what was going on by looking at the other person's actions. He found it funny, but deep down he also felt a little bit of inexplicable envy. "Be careful on your way back."
Luan Ye pursed his lips. He felt a little embarrassed that Gao Yuan was hugging him so tightly in front of outsiders: "You too."
Then he maintained this posture and dragged Gao Yuan out.
After walking the entire room with this magical posture, he stepped on Gao Yuan and said, "Walk properly!!"
The most he does in a day is getting up early and running on the riverbank. It is nothing compared to Gao Yuan who goes to the gym every day to exercise. Being able to drag the other person for a distance is already his limit.
Gao Yuan felt a little aggrieved, but he still let go of her hand obediently: "...What did you two talk about?"
"It's not a big deal." Luan Ye held the other person's hand, "Let's go, what do you want to eat for lunch?"
"...It's not a big deal, yet we've been talking for so long." Gao Yuan muttered, "You must be kidding."
"Are you leaving or not?" Luan Ye squeezed Gao Yuan's hand threateningly. "Didn't you and Shang Feng talk about anything before we left?"
Gao Yuan thought about the brief conversation with Shang Feng, and the teacup he had knocked over at his command, and said angrily, "Look at him like that. How can we possibly have a conversation?"
"It's a good thing I didn't punch him." Gao Yuan added.
Luan Ye sighed and said, "Let's go to the nearby vegetable market and buy some spareribs. I want to drink sparerib soup."
"Okay, I'll do it for you."
Seeing Yang Zheyu staring outside, Shang Feng finally couldn't help but ask: "I guess they've all walked to the door by now. What's there to see?"
Yang Zheyu retracted his gaze and turned to look at Shang Feng: "They have been together since college."
"Oh." Shang Feng felt a little unconvinced. "We've known each other since we were seven years old. What's so great about being together in college?"
"But they are first love." Yang Zheyu continued.
Shang Feng shut up decisively.
"Find someone to clean up this place." Yang Zheyu looked at Shang Feng with a look that said, "You still want to tease me?" He was a little helpless. "Why are you jealous of a kid?"
This time, Shang Feng just moved his lips but didn't dare to make a sound: Those two look to be over eighteen years old, are they still children?
"Hmm?" Yang Zheyu narrowed his eyes, "Are you secretly saying bad things about me?"
"I didn't!" Shang Feng said immediately, and then he tutted his words when he realized his voice was too loud. Then he answered at a normal volume, "I'll send a message to the person in charge and ask them to come over and clean it up."
Anyway, he is an acquaintance of the person in charge here.
"By the way, what should we have for lunch?" Shang Feng stepped over the debris on the ground and walked up to Yang Zheyu.
He opened his hands.
"Let's find a random restaurant. I want some home-cooked food." Yang Zheyu said as he hugged Shang Feng. "What did you guys talk about just now?"
Otherwise, how could the teacup suddenly break, and Shang Feng so coincidentally called me before that.
——As if he wanted them to come here on purpose.
"No." Shang Feng released his hand, his expression normal. "And you saw it when you came over, right? I was still some distance away from him... There's no way I could have fought with him, right?"
Yang Zheyu stared at Shang Feng for a while before turning his head away: "...Okay."
He still felt that Shang Feng was hiding something from him, but since he couldn't tell Shang Feng about his conversation with Luan Ye just now, he could tolerate Shang Feng not telling him something.
I guess Shang Feng was just getting impatient, so he provoked the other person when he spoke.
Shang Feng was relieved that Yang Zheyu had given up asking, and then he held Yang Zheyu's hand: "...I'll go back and learn how to cook home-cooked meals."
Yang Zheyu glanced at him: "——Okay."
…
——This is indeed something that cannot be told to Yang Zheyu directly.
Shang Feng felt the warmth from his palm and thought to himself.
Before he proposed his hypothesis to the man named Gao Yuan, he didn't expect the other party to react so strongly, as if his guess was true - that their mutual lover might have had contact with some advanced civilization for a period of time.
"Look at your reaction," Shang Feng stared at Gao Yuan, "Does your boyfriend sometimes talk to the air?"
"I haven't seen him talk to the air very often." Gao Yuan frowned, "but I remember that he did react to the air once as if there was something there."
'I still remember him...' Gao Yuan recalled the series of actions when Luan Ye took him to the dormitory to get medicine.
The man felt in his pocket, revealing the confusion of someone who didn't bring their keys. But after a while, Luan Ye took out the key from his pocket again.
And at that time, Luan Ye stared at the door for a while, as if there was something there.
Just don't tell this person.
Gao Yuan raised his head and looked at Shang Feng: "So how did you find out?"
"The focus of his gaze." Shang Feng pointed to his own eyes. He could tell Gao Yuan was hiding something from him, so he didn't intend to tell him where he saw it. "When he spoke, he would involuntarily look in another direction, as if there was something there."
"If I'm not mistaken," Shang Feng leaned back on the soft sofa, "the little black ball you made is the prototype of what they all saw at the beginning."
"Will it have any impact on them?" Gao Yuan didn't understand why Shang Feng could still be so calm, and his expression was a little anxious. "Aren't you afraid?!"
"Don't worry." Shang Feng said as he took out his phone. "I found that after my boyfriend and I reconciled, he no longer looked away unintentionally. Is that the case with you?"
Gao Yuan thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case, so he stopped talking.
He had nothing to say, but Shang Feng continued: "You pushed the cup over."
"Why?" Gao Yuan glared at him. "Why don't you push the teacup in front of you?"
"Don't you think they've been talking for too long?" Shang Feng said as he flashed a phone call to Yang Zheyu, "But if you don't mind them talking for a while longer..."
There was a crisp sound of "pa", and Gao Yuan still maintained the same posture, staring at him.
But the teacup broke.
——How did he know that?
Shang Feng turned to look at Yang Zheyu, who was walking alongside him, and suddenly said, "I installed a surveillance camera in our house."
"Are you talking about the living room?" Yang Zheyu glanced at him and said, "I know."
"There's also one in the bedroom," Shang Feng said, "and it's very clear." Both the sound and the picture are very clear, and there is no need to amplify them.
Yang Zheyu, who had just looked like he was 'I know your situation', turned around with a smile and looked at Shang Feng. He asked word by word, "Excuse me, why did you put that thing in your bedroom?"
"When you're on a business trip," Shang Feng said, "I can watch these to satisfy my craving."
"Oh." Yang Zheyu didn't really want to ask what kind of craving it was.
He just felt that after they had talked it out completely, not only himself, but Shang Feng also began to show a different side of himself.
"Are you angry?" Shang Feng asked, "If you don't like it, I can tear them all down when I get back."
Just like before.
"No need." Yang Zheyu said, "If you like it, just keep pretending. Just don't let others see it."
"No one will see it." Shang Feng's tone was very formal.
After clicking on the video one time and finding that his lover seemed to be talking to the air, he directly copied the video, watched it repeatedly and then deleted it.
Shang Feng was sure that his boyfriend did not have any mental problems. In addition, he always looked elsewhere when talking to him during that period, so he came to a somewhat supernatural conclusion.
Now that the conclusion has been confirmed, and from Gao Yuan's reaction, he has inferred that "that thing" has left, Shang Feng can finally rest assured.
"I do believe you," Yang Zheyu said, feeling a little helpless. "But there's really no need to speak so formally about this."
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