Chapter 1 The computer blew up
"Sorry, you're a good person, we're not the right fit!"
"Huh!" Song Jun looked at the polite but indifferent refusal words in the QQ dialog box, a numb smile flashed on his fat face, and then his fingers as thick as radish skillfully tapped on the keyboard, and quickly sent out a message.
"It's okay, I've been mentally prepared, after all, I'm a fat man, so Xiaowan, I wish you happiness ^-^!" Although Song Jun's message was full of meaning, he had already secretly made up his mind that he would never bother Xiaowan again in the future.
Although the two are not really dating, such a "warm man" agreeing to "break up" can be regarded as showing his demeanor, right?
"Prompt message: I'm sorry, you and the other party are not friends yet, please add it before you speak."
A look of astonishment flashed on the white fat face, Song Jun was silent for a while, closed the dialog box, and then leaned his fat body on the computer chair and exhaled heavily.
The person who rejected Song Jun was nicknamed Xiaowan, Song Jun met by chance on the novel post bar, the two not only like common novels, but also the same city, Song Jun is twenty-one years old this year, it is the age of spring, and Xiao Wan is nineteen years old, and it is also in the flower season, after the two met on the post bar, from the beginning of each other's warm paste, to the end of each other's friends, and then, began to chat, after several months of nothing to talk about everything and nothing to talk about each other all the time to call each other husband and wife, the hearts of the two began to get close quickly on the Internet, finally, invariably put forward the request of the face base (the phrase of the sticker, the meaning of meeting netizens).
For this reason, Song Jun, who lives in the countryside, carefully fiddled with his hairstyle, then drove a motorcycle to the town, and took a bus to the city for another hour to meet Xiaowan, who had been friends for a long time.
Xiao Wan's appearance did not disappoint Song Jun, she has a good appearance, an innocent temperament, and an excellent figure, but Song Jun's image is a big disappointment for Xiao Wan, not only has no house, no car, no face, except for the height of one meter eighty-five belongs to the height of the male god, there is no trace of relationship with the male god.
So after sitting together in the coffee shop for a few minutes, Xiao Wan said that something happened and left early, leaving the depressed Song Jun to sit where he was.
Song Jun knew at that time that this matter was yellow.
Sure enough, in the evening, I received a good person card from Xiaowan.
"It's too fast to turn around, and I keep saying that I am not an outsourcing, but it turns out to be even more excessive than an ordinary outsourcing!" Rubbing his eyebrows, he originally thought that even if the two couldn't be friends, it would still be okay to be netizens, but he didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless.
"What a great irony!" Song Jun sighed slightly, lit a pack of inferior cigarettes for five yuan, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the depression in his heart along with second-hand smoke, and fell into a deep entanglement.
The affectionate and sweet words of the past seem to be still in front of me, but as soon as they meet, they are no longer people, like passers-by, Song Jun stared at the computer screen and muttered: "Mom and Dad are right, online dating is really unreliable, but it's a pity that I have retained my virgin body for twenty-one years, and I don't know which lucky girl will be cheaper in the future." β
Song Jun is a standard otaku fat man, originally in junior high school, he was relatively slender, with square eyebrows, he already had the prototype of a male god, and his grades were not bad, he was the dream lover of his non-female classmates, but after going to high school, not only did his height soar from the original 1.71 meters to 1.85 meters, but his weight also began to grow like a hormone, from the original 110 pounds to more than 180 pounds, almost the same as his height.
Although saying that height equals weight does not mean that Song Jun is a square fat man, he still got fat out of his own style and became a pure heavyweight in the class.
After graduating from high school, Song Jun resolutely gave up the opportunity to study in a garbage college despite the opposition of his parents, and refused the arrangement arranged by his father to go to an uncle to learn to paste tiles, and finally chose to be a writer.
Song Jun's reason for wanting to be a writer is very simple: since his three years of high school were ruined because of the novel, he should get the field back on the novel.
It's a pity that compared with the plump ideal, the reality is skinny, in the two years of otaku life, Song Jun not only did not rely on third-rate talent to occupy a place in the upper world of online literature, but became fatter because of sitting in front of the computer for a long time, except for having a girlfriend in the third year of junior high school, until he was twenty-one years old, he failed to have a second spring.
There is still a difference of more than ten catties, which is two hundred and five.
Song Jun felt that he was two hundred and five, not only because of his high school days and his depravity after graduation, which made him an inferior ** silk with the potential of a male god, but also because he had always gotten by and never changed these status quo.
"Let's calm down and think about the future first!" Song Jun extinguished the cigarette butt that was only one-third of the cigarette butt he had smoked on the ashtray full of cigarette butts, and suddenly remembered that lol had been uninstalled by him three months ago in order to concentrate on soaking Xiaowan, so he reluctantly clicked on lol's official homepage and clicked to download the game.
LOL is one of QQ's online games,Different from other QQ money games,LOL This game accounts for much more important than money,It can be said to be a very generous game,No money,The same can be played very wellOf course,This is based on the premise that IQ hand speed response is not badγ
"Hey, you a** silk!"
At the moment when Song Jun clicked "Download Game", a prompt box suddenly popped up on the webpage, and the content in it was full of mockery, different from the [Yes] and [No] of the general prompt box, there are two more humanized [I am **silk] and [You are right] two options under the prompt box.
"Nima's computer has a virus?" Song Jun was angry, with suspicion and anxiety on his face, and the official homepage of lol is not a yellow website, why would this kind of prompt box with the precursor of downloading a plug-in or jumping to a page pop up.
"Could it be that which bastard is messing with me?" Song Jun thought that he was still twenty-one years old and still had nothing, looking at the prompt box, a sadness suddenly appeared in his heart, and he clicked on the [You are right] option with relatives.
The prompt box continues to pop up.
Prompt: "Do you want to change your life?" "Option 1: [Think decisively], Option 2: [Of course]
If Song Jun suspected that he had been infected with a virus at the first moment, then at the next moment he would completely understand that he was not infected with a virus, but inexplicably entered a tricky page similar to that often forwarded by people in space.
Generally in this case, in Song Jun's concept, there are three ways to close the page, the first is to open the task manager pop-up window to close, the second is to press the enter key for ten seconds to automatically and quickly filter the prompt, and the third is to restart directly.
Song Jun's thick middle finger with deep disdain was long pressed on the enter key.
The tooltip is not responding.
"Now the whole person technique has improved, oh!" Song Jun tried to open the task manager.
No response.
"Is it just a restart?" Song Jun was a little impatient, thinking of the urine sex of this broken computer, and finally clicked on option two [Decisively think]
Hint: "You are very perceptive in the year of Sao Nian, so start making a serious choice now!" "[Good], [um].
Song Jun is full of black lines, you don't have to think about it to know that the person who developed this tricky thing must be a comic, is there a difference in which result to choose?
Song Jun ordered [Okay].
Hint: "As we all know, getting something for nothing is the dream of every ** silk, do you think this is a reality? "[Realistic], [very realistic].
Although he felt that it was unrealistic, Song Jun still coldly nodded [reality].
Hint: "Realistic nmlgb! You're brainless! "[How do you know], [Lao Tzu is brain-dead].
Song Jun gritted his teeth and clicked [How do you know], he wanted to see how long this funny trick prompted him to show off his brains.
Soon, the next tooltip pops up.
Prompt: "It's good to be self-aware, it means that you are still saved, now enter [xxx is** (xxx is your real name)] into the right input box. β
Seeing this, Song Jun silently remembered Song Youcai, who lived in the village and had been laughing at himself for achieving nothing in the past, so his fat fingers tapped on the keyboard and typed in the text content of "Song Youcai**".
Prompt: "You're very dishonest, enter your real name!" β
"The IQ is quite high!" Song Jun had a black face, the tricky games in the past were all clicked to jump to the page, and then tease the fooled on that page, but this tricky game not only jumped out on the official website of a big game like lol, but also specially designed to be so under-flattened.
"It is estimated that the designer has thought of this stubble a long time ago, so he dug a pit and waited for others to jump!" Song Jun thought about it, but he didn't feel depressed anymore, and entered the content of [Zhao Rui is**] in the input box with great interest.
Zhao Rui was a classmate of his high school and the boyfriend of his crush.
Prompt: "Don't blame this king for turning into a virus to destroy your system, and give you another chance to enter your real name!" Below the prompt, the input box appears again.
"Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore!" Song Jun was not interested anymore, and directly restarted by pressing the host.
Hint: "The sample has been restarted, stop inking, enter it quickly, otherwise you won't want to use this computer in the future." Input box: [__________]
Song Jun was dumbfounded, he couldn't restart, this was too high-end!
After thinking about it, Song Jun still gave up his plan to unplug the main switch, and then entered [Song Jun is **] in a depressed manner.
"I want to see what tricks you play!" The anger in Song Jun's heart also began to grow a little.
Hint: "Host information is being read (progress grid: [[ββββ)Please wait!] β
"Return the Nima host, read too many novels!" Song Jun scoffed, and began to feel that the designer of this unobtrusive trick was really a little funny: "Could it be that it will stay in my mind later, improve my style, and pretend to be happy from now on?" β
Tips: "The information reading is complete, the attribute is too scummy to display, and then the second step is binding, please print the index fingerprint in the blank box." Underneath the message, a red three-centimeter square box appears.
This is too much to pull hatred...... Song Jun numbly stretched out his right index finger and printed it in the red box.
Next, a series of taunting reminders appeared one after another, giving Song Jun the urge to smash the computer.
Hint: "Comic Host Binding" (progress grid: [[[[[ββββ)"
Hint: "The attribute is so scummy, I really don't want to bind a spicy chicken like you." (Progressγγγγγ-)"
Hint: "You scumbag. (Progressγγγγγγ-)"
Hint: "Host I cnmlgb .................."
Song Jun looked at the computer screen, and there were green tendons in the corners of his forehead, you know, the blue tendons in the forehead horns were bulging, which was not easy for a person with a fat head and brain, but Song Jun did it, which shows how angry he was in his heart.
"The second step of the host binding is complete, and then the last step is carried out, are you ready? Place your index finger on the screen. β
This time, there is no prompt box, but an acoustic message directly from the speaker next to it.
Song Jun finally felt a little weird, his heart trembled inexplicably, and even his fingers began to tremble, and with strong curiosity, he pointed the tip of his index finger on the computer screen.
"Bang!"
The computer monitor exploded.
"#@%Β₯###Β₯%......" In the moment before he fell unconscious, Song Jun's heart was galloping past with thousands of grass and mud horses......