[Ghost White] Love Notes in Taoyuan Township

"I'll bet an adzuki bean tamagoyaki, this picture is definitely sent by King Yan Mo."

Eggplant raised his phone and showed Tang Gua a photo he just took out. The background was probably in a fitness club or something. Except for the towels and treadmills captured in the camera, there seemed to be a few pieces that were smashed by a bamboo knife floor.

"Very likely." Tang Gua agreed, and quickly typed a message under the photo: My lord, please continue to work hard to lose weight.

"Bet another strawberry shaved ice, this one is from Xiao Xie."

Eggplant swiped out another photo, this time with a smoky background, in which a slender hand holding a brass pipe was faintly visible.

"It makes sense." Tang Gua scratched his chin and commented concisely on Xiao Xie's selfie—handsome.

"Let's bet on the huge yellow peach panna cotta. This is a photo of Sister Axiang."

Eggplant turned the phone and showed him the white and beautiful bare feet on the screen, and highlighted the blue-green nail polish on the toes.

"Uh...probably...maybe...it was really Sister Axiang who took the picture." Tang Gua covered her flushed face and tremblingly wanted to press the small icon of the peach heart lantern for her.

The two of them were so focused that neither of them noticed the ghost lamp standing behind them.When Tang Gua's finger was about to press it down, the phone suddenly dropped from his hand, and he lifted it into the air.

"Please don't do unnecessary things during work."

"Sorry, Lord Ghost Lantern." The two little jailers clasped their hands together, "But there are still 10 minutes before the end of the lunch break."

Ghost Lantern glanced at his mobile phone: "Your time needs to be corrected in time."

"It's your watch that's running too fast." Tang Gua muttered softly.

"Everyone will be on duty in 10 minutes!" Eggplant raised his hands in salute. "Before that, do you have an account of 'Floating Obscure'? I want to see the photos you posted."

"I'm not very interested in social networking sites." Gui Deng threw the phone back to Tang Gua.

"Huh? But this is the most popular website right now!" Eggplant leaned over and tugged at his sleeve, "And my father also has a share! He also said yesterday that if Lord Ghost Lantern wants to play, he will apply for a VIP for you." account."

"Please give him my thanks, but these kinds of sites look like rubbish to me."

"Can I ask why?" Eggplant asked with drooping eyes.

So Ghost Lantern took out a writing board from behind, and tapped the social network cases listed above one by one with a ballpoint pen-"I can't recognize my own selfie, the gossip whose authenticity is not tested, the log with a lot of typos, the one who thinks it's hilarious but is actually cold to the Antarctic." It’s a joke, when you go to a new restaurant, you have to take pictures of all the decorations and dishes. It’s obviously a bad work, but a bunch of people leave a message saying, “Please accept my knees.” It may be very happy now, but it won’t be long before social networks leave All you will get is a wave of black history with a lethality comparable to that of the magic gun."

The tip of the screaming snapdragon tapped heavily on the bottom of the writing board—"How dangerous and unbearable this is. If you were in "Another", you would have died long ago."

Tang Gua and Eggplant both showed surprised expressions: They are obviously good at using Internet buzzwords, Mr. Ghost Lantern!

"But we're talking about an anonymous bulletin board, which is nothing like the first block!"

The two little ghosts held up the screen of the mobile phone at the same time, and the webpage on it called "The Weird Elf of the Other World" was glowing pink against the gaudy background.

This bulletin board is a special forum opened by the administrator for users who are unwilling to register. It adopts an anonymous system for all, and there are only two options for avatars.The Internet is a place to hide identities. Once there is no distinction between names and avatars, no one will know whether the next person to post a message is a person or a ghost, a cat or a dog, the old lady next door or the boyfriend who broke up the day before yesterday.

In this confusing situation, "guess who posted this" has naturally become the most popular game in recent times.

Of course, this trend of online quiz-guessing has also blown to Yan Modian, from the director's assistant to the new interns, everyone is using their free time to browse the bulletin boards, and by the way, to use their detective potential to find acquaintances around them from various details clues.

"For example, this one, can you guess who sent it?" Tang Gua clicked on the photo of the fitness club just now, "There is this one and this one, and the one that got the most peach heart lanterns yesterday—"

Ghost Lantern took out his pocket watch and poured a basin of cold water neatly: "There are still 5 minutes."

Tang Gua: "...you really have no interest in social networking."

King Yan Mo, who happened to be passing by, saw this scene, and smiled and waved at Ghost Lantern: "Ghost Lantern Lord, don't be so serious with children, and this bulletin board is really interesting, even I can't help but often take it out to look at it."

"In other words, you admit to being lazy during work." Ghost Lantern closed the pocket watch cover, "In order to ensure work efficiency, it seems necessary to take some tough measures—such as confiscating your mobile phones."

"Hey, don't do this!" King Yan Mo and Tang Gua immediately clutched their pockets tightly, "I feel like a primary school student being disciplined by a teacher!"

The assistant officer in front of him raised his mace: "Students who are disobedient will be beaten."

His expression didn't look like he was joking at all, and Tang Gua burst into tears: "It's not fair! Why didn't Eggplant's phone be confiscated together!"

During their conversation, Eggplant kept squatting on the ground and pressing the phone, and when he heard his name, he just raised his head in confusion: "Huh?"

"Your mobile phone! Take one, you bastard!"

"Wait a moment." He made a pause gesture, "Please wait a moment. Help me see if Mr. Ghost Lantern has been named."

Eggplant pointed to the flickering mobile phone screen and asked, because he was so shocked that his three white eyes, which were already drooping, stared like two orange petals.

King Yan Mo and Tang Gua leaned over together, but they were pressed onto the pillars one by one by Ghost Lantern: "What roll call?"

"Look for yourself." Eggplant stood on tiptoe and handed the phone to him.

Because of the angle, his screen was slightly reflective, and the content on it could not be seen clearly for a while.Ghost Lamp had no choice but to turn his head sideways, narrowing his eyes slightly in the hot afternoon sun.

Then he saw an old ticket that was given to Bai Ze in the book many years ago on his mobile phone.

It was placed in the corner of a window sill, with rolled edges, obviously soaked in water for a long time, with a small piece of jade pressed in the middle of the faded and yellowed pattern, showing a warm and soft green in the camera lens.

At the top of the ticket photo, there is a line of text commentary from the publisher.

Hey, Your Excellency the Assistant Officer of the Unicorn, do you like me?