a delicate flower

The handsome guy signing for the courier from [Dedicated to Do Not Raise Your Body] was just a small episode. Most people sighed "what the hell" like Xing Lu, dumbfounded. So much for topicality.

Ailang looked away from the handsome guy's back, only to realize that the mobile wx group had been bombarded for a long time.

The message formation in the group is very uniform: @propaganda department-Lu Renjia, I'll give you 1 minute, I want to know all the information about this new student!

Ai Lang curiously swiped up the news, and after a while, he swiped to two live photos of the freshmen's registration-the protagonist in the photo happened to be Da Shuaibi who just signed for the spoof express.

Ai Lang slightly raised the corners of his lips. The feeling of fate is very wonderful, which can make people feel inexplicably happy.As soon as he exited the full-screen big picture mode, the chat message automatically jumped to the bottom.

A new message pops up above the input box:

@propaganda department-Lu Renjia: "His name is Zhuang Lin."

……

That night.

Ailang and the "support club" made an appointment to have a party at the water bar on campus.

The so-called support club is actually the agency team of Ailang Weidian. There are currently three right-hand assistants: Bu Dashuang, Qiu Datou, and Ren Xiaolong. The small group in the school, the sales scope has now expanded from the school to the university town.

The small gatherings of the support club from time to time, in addition to discussing issues such as the increase and decrease of sales and planning new promotional activities, etc., they also chat about hot gossip in the circle.

Ai Lang created a small group called "Guiling Jelly Support Club".

The first two words are homonyms of "Gay Zero", which vaguely summarizes their common attributes: both are gay, and both are zero.

The meaning of the last three words is more euphemistic, and it is a brand-new interpretation of "use the back" to "support you": the chrysanthemum goes out, and there is no inch left.

Their slogan is also very loud: a double-headed dragon in each hand, sisters love each other, and life is happy.

Coincidentally, the names of Bu Dashuang, Qiu Datou and Ren Xiaolong, the surnames combined are "Bu, Qiu, Ren", which is a homonym of "don't ask for others"; the combination of the names happens to be "two-headed dragon".

The three of them can be said to be the honorary spokespersons of Weidian.

It can be seen that when AI Lang recruited agents, he was very cautious.

When Ai Lang and Xing Lu passed by, the other three had already arrived. They gathered around the small glass round table, watching Bu Dashuang's mobile phone and discussing in full swing.

"What are you looking at?"

As soon as Xing Lu arrived, she moved over curiously to watch the excitement.

As soon as Ai Lang opened his chair and sat down, Qiu Datou, who was sitting opposite him, raised his head and winked at Ai Lang eagerly: "The No. 1 lady flower of our Z University is here, have you heard? Don't be shocked by the emperor." I found a mysterious tall, rich and handsome guy, and he refused even the famous lady from the art academy in our school to go out for sex!"

Qiu Datou's tone was full of gloating.

Ellen squeezed a piece of French fries from the delicate small plate on the table, dipped it in ketchup and put it in his mouth, and asked with little concern: "Who is it?"

Ren Xiaolong who was next to him responded, "Just that socialite who plays photography, she's a senior this year, and she's not bad looking, but she's very self-righteous, so cold and aggressive!"

Xing Lu asked curiously: "Which one is tall, rich and handsome? Show me quickly."

Bu Dashuang tapped his mobile phone and said, "Here, it's this E. You can only see his feet in the avatar, wearing flamboyant pink sneakers."

"..."

Xing Lu looked disgusted: "I mean his photo, where is his face?"

Bu Dashuang explained: "There are no photos! Otherwise, how can I say that he is mysterious, rich and handsome! That's the thing, the senior from the Academy of Arts is not engaged in photography, he wants to take some ghost-themed photos, and then finds I fell in love with this person, and I never expected to be rejected outright."

That senior is quite well-known in this university city, and he is known for being cold and difficult to make appointments, so it would be embarrassing to be rejected like this.

The people who eat melons have their brains wide open from here, and the follow-up incident is mixed: it is said that the senior later proposed the conditions of high-priced remuneration for an auction, and even offered an invitation to have sex with hints, but the rich and handsome bird didn't like him.

No one cares about the veracity of the rumors, they just want to inquire about "Gao Fushuai" all kinds of information, and they are all tickled by the real identity of "Gao Fushuai".

Qiu Datou laughed and said, "Let Ai Liangyue try the water."

Ai Lang and the senior from the Academy of Arts are both celebrities in the circle: good-looking, dare to post real photos on gay dating software, and have countless seekers and followers.

Ellen chewed a piece of French fries with a "crack-crack" in his mouth, turned his head uninterestedly, glanced at Bu Dashuang's mobile phone screen, and said, "You are all bored, and you use photos of your feet as your profile pictures. , either ugly or crippled, old or... have any special hobbies."

Bu Dashuang scratched his chin and said, "He shouldn't be old... He updated the new news the day before yesterday. Although the background of the photo is coded, it can be seen that it is a school dormitory."

Ellen sucked his fingertips and said, "Let me see."

Bu Dashuang handed him the phone, and AI Lang pointed out the news with his ring finger and zoomed in on the photo.

The photo above is of a jersey hanging from a closet door.

Ai Lang glanced casually, his eyes were not attracted by the jersey, but fell on the sticky hook of the wardrobe.

"..."

Ai Lang pressed the photo with his middle finger, and wiped away the photo with his index finger, maximizing the sticky area.

The base of the sticky hook is a simple design with a black base and a white logo, which can clearly identify the swashbuckling characters of the white logo - dead ghost Base.

The sense of font design is relatively strong, and generally few people can notice that it is the logo of the store.

This sticky hook is one of the practical gifts in iLang's TB store.

Exclusive custom item not for sale.

In the middle and late last month, the order was included as a gift, and because the sticky hook does not have the promotion effect, so only a dozen orders were given away for a short time, and they were reserved for the store's own use, mainly for taking pictures of wearable samples.

The student's order happened to be within the range of "a dozen orders".

"..."

Ellen stared at the Logo for a long time, then subconsciously licked his dry lips.

He let go of his hand, raised his head, met Bu Da's slightly puzzled eyes, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, I don't know whether this person is rich or not, but both 'tall' and 'handsome' are serious. of."

Bu Dashuang: "..."

Qiu Datou: "..."

Ren Xiaolong: "..."

Xing Lu was surprised and said, "Do you know him? Do I know him? Please take a picture!"

Ellen perfunctory her: "I don't have the other party's contact information, no photo."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ai Lang had already turned on his mobile phone to log in to Buludi. He swiped to check the people nearby, and soon found the jio profile picture in pink basketball shoes.

Ai Lang clicked into the profile picture and took a look: 19/190cm/290kg, 1.

The previous string of numbers is obviously random, indicating that this person has no sincerity in making friends, but Ai Lang has expectations for the authenticity of the attribute "1".

The information shows that the user's latest login time was an hour ago, and the distance is 0.82km.

Xing Lu and Bu Dashuang looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they couldn't extract any other news from Ai Lang, it was enough to prove that the other party was tall and handsome with Ai Lang's own seal.

Bu, Qiu, and Ren mentioned in the small group in the school that Ai Lang had just stamped it himself, and the screenshot of this sentence was passed to the large group in the university town as soon as he turned his head.

It's not interesting for Ai Lang to poke the offline profile picture of the other party. He held his chin, opened the recent visit record, and slid down the pages one by one in boredom.

The profile picture of the pink basketball shoes appeared in the visit list, and the visit time was two days ago.

Ai Lang instantly connected the process of meeting his junior at the express center yesterday - the junior just saw Ai Lang's photo on Bu Lu Di two days ago, so he saw Ai Lang's photo at the express center yesterday afternoon Sometimes, his first glance was surprise.

At this moment, Ai Lang recalled the smile of his junior brother yesterday, and suddenly felt that it was meaningful.

The topic of being rich and handsome came to an end for the time being. The cold drinks and snacks ordered by Xing Lu were brought to the table together. Bu Dashuang brought a deck of playing cards. They chatted and played cards to pass the night.

Ren Xiaolong suggested: "Hey, let's go to Liangyue's apartment to have a party on the weekend~"

Qiu Datou grabbed a card and threw it on the table, saying: "Be prepared to block the elf and KY."

Ailang picked up his phone and looked at it again, and said, "I'm afraid you will block the sewer if you get up."

Ai Lang rented an apartment near the school. It has one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. The location is very good, and it is convenient to go to and from school. In the middle of last semester, the landlord caught up with the low-cost rental. He rented it for two years. Great deal.

Ren Xiaolong raised his hand: "I want rush to match the emperor of Rome."

Bu Dashuang replied: "I kept a bottle and used it for two years."

Ren Xiaolong sneered: "The backyard is bleak, no one asks about it."

Xing Lu squeezed the popping beads of the cigarette butt, borrowed a fire from Bu Dashuang, smoked with a cigarette in between, and said coldly: "Very good, I will take a chicken coop to see you when the time comes."

Several people laughed and made noise, playing cards to pass the time.

Ai Lang collapsed and looked at his mobile phone, with a potato chip in his mouth, his eyes half-closed, and his eyelashes long.Against the dim yellow night lights, there was a gleam of color in his eyes, and he suddenly discovered that the tall, rich and handsome guy was online.

Ai Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook the potato chips between his neat and white upper and lower teeth. With the confidence that his junior smiled at him yesterday, he opened the "E" chat box and took the initiative to say hello: "Hi~ "

The word "read" popped up in front of the border of the sentence "Hi~", and the other party read it almost instantly.

Ellen was suddenly a little nervous.

however……

A few minutes passed, and the other party did not reply to the message.

"..."

Xing Lu and the others played cards very happily. No one noticed that Ai Lang beside him was silently biting his index finger knuckles, immersed in his aggrieved.

The message shows that it has not been read back, and after the other party read the message, it appeared in the visitor list of AI Lang's homepage 5 minutes ago.

This means that after the other party saw Ailang's chat, he clicked on Ailang's homepage and glanced at the information and photos in Ailang's personal news, but still didn't want to reply.

Ellen used to do things like this, and the reason is self-evident: the photos are too ugly and not interesting.

"..."

When he returned to the apartment that night, Ailang was still brooding about it, tossing and thinking, staring at the glowing mobile phone screen in the room with the lights off, still puzzled.

According to his logical reasoning: if the junior doesn't respond to his messages, why should he smile at him?Since you smiled at him, why didn't you reply to his message?

Ailang didn't care much about his junior at first, but now he feels that Bei'er cares.

As soon as Ai Lang boarded the Emperor, the people nearby cast unspoken ambiguous invitations one after another, especially when he went online at the lonely midnight after twelve o'clock.

Ai Lang was very annoyed by this, but what was even more annoying was that the junior really ignored him.

Ai Lang turned off the screen of the mobile phone, threw the mobile phone on the bedside annoyedly, and was shrunk into a ball holding the air conditioner.He closed his eyes, and in his head, he made up a sad scene of his junior looking back and smiling at the express center and his indifference on the emperor, and replaced the junior's face throughout the whole process, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became——

The younger brother flirts first, and he loves first; the younger brother spends his time outside, and he guards the two of them in their little nest to make things right; the younger boy goes to war in the north and spends one night in love, and he still uses the elf he got from his shop...

Ailang cried because of the bloody drama in his head. In the dark, he took a piece of facial tissue from the corner of the bed, folded it in half and folded it again, and skillfully laid it on the pillow supporting his side face, letting the tears slide down the corner of his eyes .

Ailang has a hobby. Before going to bed, he likes to read abuse articles written by scumbags who are always in disarray and abandoned. Feeling hearty and refreshed physically and mentally, I just fell asleep and woke up naturally.

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The abuse text = BL abuse text (similar shape) - from wb

Propaganda Department - Lu Renjia/Passerby A (three-character name that can be ignored)