How can you fall in love with your fan!

Wu Ruiqing didn't know when he fell asleep. After the stomach medicine took effect, the pain gradually eased and his consciousness sank.He listened drowsily to the violent quarrel in the room, and closed his eyes as he listened.

After an unknown amount of time, the apartment fell silent.A footstep came from the house to the door of the living room, and suddenly became lighter again.

Footsteps approached slowly, and a tall figure stood in front of the sofa, squatting down silently.

After a while, the figure stood up and walked away, and there was a soft keyboard tapping sound in the empty living room.

……

It was already dusk when Wu Ruiqing woke up from sleep, a vast crimson sky was shrouded outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sunset glow spread and floated towards the apartment in a hugging gesture.

The tall figure turned his back to him, sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard in boredom.

Wu Ruiqing was stunned. Just as he was about to check the time, the sofa under him made the sound of leather rubbing.

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, his eyes lit up, "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable anymore." Wu Ruiqing simply sat up, the burning pain in his stomach disappeared, but his mind was a little dull after sleeping during the day, like a pot of porridge, and his reaction was half a beat.

Gu Zhuoli buckled up the computer, and picked up the thin blanket that fell on the ground, "Don't touch the data today, I will finish the round for you with a thousand trumpets. By the way, I cooked millet porridge for you, and you can serve it in a bowl Eat. There is something else in the group, I have to go back and deal with it."

Wu Ruiqing suddenly remembered this guy's so-called board of directors, and couldn't help asking: "Is the board of directors going well?" Was the meeting the last word?

"It went very well." The man showed a satisfied look, "I gave them a hard reprimand and made them submissive. A bunch of old things, bah."

Wu Ruiqing raised the corners of her lips involuntarily, watching the man put on his coat and stride towards the door, the door opened, and the man poked his head back.

Wu Ruiqing: "?"

Gu Zhuoli smiled and said: "Drink porridge, nourish your stomach. I came to your house twice in a row to do the data alone, and you have to accompany me next time."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left in a hurry without waiting for the other party to agree.The door fell into the door frame gently, and the quietness of the past returned to the apartment.

Wu Ruiqing sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, and wanted to tidy up the desktop, but suddenly his thoughts changed, and he opened the browser by accident.

There is a plug-in in the upper right corner of the browser, which stores [-] microblog accounts, and one click can automatically switch accounts and refresh and log in.

He opened one at random from the middle position, and switched to look down one by one, and couldn't help laughing while watching.

Asking Xiao Gu to scold that troll, it turned out that this guy was probably too empty, scolding one after another talking to himself, and his painting style was like schizophrenia.

[You are really mentally handicapped!The board is so boring]

[Get out of my house!I miss those crows]

[Liao Shan is your father? !Why is Mr. Wu still awake...]

【You bastard!I seem to be hungry, will I be found if I steal a bowl of millet porridge?]

……

Wu Ruiqing smiled and clicked the mouse to switch to the next trumpet.

This time, the guy left out the swear words, and only talked to himself.

【Mr. Xiao Wu looks so pretty when he smiles in the mirror】

Wu Ruiqing was stunned for a moment.He stared blankly at the line of small black characters on the screen, in a daze, suddenly understood the sentence that the man in the clothing store muttered today that he didn't hear clearly at first—it seemed to be said, and it was too beautiful.

He trembled inexplicably, moved his fingers, and switched to the next account.

【Mr. Xiao Wu will recover soon】

Wu Ruiqing stared at the line of words for a long time, and there was a trace of elusive tenderness in his calm and silent black eyes.He looked at it for a while, and planned to turn off the computer, but he raised his hand unconsciously and then dropped it, accidentally pressing the mouse again.

[Why on earth is Lao Tzu doing data for Liao Shan here?]

"..."

The young man frowned suddenly, staring at the line, carefully read it twice from beginning to end.

"It doesn't sound like a fan's tone." He asserted softly.Ordinary fans are tired of doing data, and at most they will say, "Why am I doing data for others here?" The complaint should be about the data itself, but Gu Zhuoli's complaint is obviously for Liao Shan. data.

Wu Ruiqing took a deep breath, and the daze that had just woken up was dispelled by the sudden change.He suddenly thought of the honey pomelo battle that he lost unexpectedly last night, and a terrible idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

At the clothing store today...

"It's not right." He frowned and overturned just as he thought about it, and said to himself, "If he is a fan of Shen Guan, he should buy a dress one size smaller today. Shen Guan's height is no more than [-], he Why did you buy the one on me?"

He frowned in confusion and continued to click, not noticing that he had accidentally skipped an account, and clicked directly on the one below.

After seeing the forwarded content clearly, it suddenly became clear.

【Of course it's because he's cute ahhhhhh】

The solemn hostility that had just gathered between Junxiu's eyebrows and eyes quickly dissipated again, Wu Ruiqing smiled helplessly for a while, turned around and turned to switch on the computer and left.

……

Gu Zhuoli returned home and made a phone call with his confidant assistant Ma Ke for 10 minutes.After telling everything in the group, the man took a shower and started to really chase stars every day.

He skillfully switched to Liao Hei, the information notification bar was already jammed, he clicked and slid down, and the person who scolded him the most at a glance on the screen was not other people, but his own saliva one by one this afternoon stick.

Gu Zhuoli slipped carelessly for a while, and several of them came into his sight.

[Why on earth is Lao Tzu doing data for Liao Shan here?]

【Why do I have to wait here for Mr. Wu to wake up】

【Of course it's because he's cute ahhhhhh】

【Roe deer are not cute at all hahahaha】

"Crazy." He scolded himself, "Don't make good data for the cubs, and serve the roe deer every day. If this continues, it's really schizophrenic."

He quit Weibo and called Marco again.

"Help me choose a gift carefully. It should be low-key, luxurious and connotative. It should be small and not easy to see in your pocket."

"Yes, I'm going to take it to Shanghai this weekend."

……

The next morning, Wu Ruiqing went to the company to sit down as usual.As soon as he settled down in his chair, his secretary Lucy came in with an invitation.

"Boss, the night after tomorrow is the birthday dinner of the chairman of Wangxuan Group. This year Wangxuan sent us an invitation letter, but we didn't have it in previous years. Are you going?"

Wu Ruiqing was stunned for a while before matching the faces of the bluff-sounding "Chairman of Wangxuan Group" with Gu Zhuoli, and then smiled, "Go."

Lucy was a little surprised, "Do you need me to prepare a gift for you?"

"No need." Wu Ruiqing thought for a while, "Did you find the vinyl I asked you to find for me before?"

Lucy hesitated and said, "I found it... It cost four hundred and five, uh..." You don't want to give the chairman of Wangxuan Group a disc, do you?

She thought about it again, the boss never attended these social events, and probably didn't understand the market, so she reminded: "Generally speaking, for this kind of first-time contact but very valuable business people, the gift should be in the range of 30 to [-]." .”

"It's okay." Wu Rui said softly: "Little Director Gu will like this gift very much."

He paused, thinking about someone's unpredictable temperament, and said, "If you really don't think it's a gift, you can tie a bow."

Lucy: "..." Seriously.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, Wu Ruiqing glanced at the "unknown" on the screen, and said softly: "You go out first."

——He carefully reviewed what the roe deer had done in history last night, and he didn't want to get entangled with that mad dog any longer, so he made up his mind to end it once and for all.There is a hacker named Blacker in the imperial capital, who specializes in accepting orders from wealthy families, hacking into various high-secret accounts to check for incidents such as infidelity and extramarital affairs. Blacker has top-notch professional ethics and keeps tight-lipped about the employer's information and all secrets, just like an emotionless information center.Almost all the giants in the imperial capital hired him to work alone, but he never had any embarrassment.

Finding hackers to solve trolls seems like a big deal, but what Wu Ruiqing needs is a high degree of confidentiality, and Blacker is undoubtedly the safest choice.

He waited for Lucy to walk out of the office before answering the phone, and said calmly, "Hello."

Blacker's voice was processed by a voice changer, with an abnormal low hoarse: "Hello, I received your order."

Wu Ruiqing said "hmm", "I sent you a Weibo ID, what you need to do is very simple: hack into this account, find a way to get him into the permanent blacklist of speaking before the other party retrieves the password, listen Do you understand?"

Blacker seemed silent for a moment, "Is that all?"

——What was written in the email was "return Weibo to a clean place". He thought it was some earth-shattering plan, and he called with the enthusiasm of hackers to save the world, but he didn't expect it to be here.

He euphemistically said: "Weibo has a blocking function, you can block the content related to him."

Wu Ruiqing said stubbornly: "What I want is for this account to disappear completely on Weibo. 50, don't let the third person know that I have done this."

Blacker took a deep breath, "Okay, deal."

He was about to hang up the phone when another email came into his mailbox suddenly. He scanned the title and frowned.

"Wait, sir."

Wu Ruiqing: "Huh?"

[Mr. Blackhacker: I want to hack a Weibo account. The operation is simple and the reward is generous. If you are willing, please contact XXX...]

Blacker hesitated.In order to avoid disclosing the client's secrets, he asked in a tactful way: "When did you send the email? There is a system bug, and the time of all emails has been disrupted."

"Oh." Wu Ruiqing didn't think much, "Around eight o'clock in the morning, the title is probably 'Orders to Mr. Blacker'."

There was a pause on the phone, "Then can you say my name again?"

Wu Ruiqing frowned, wondering what's wrong with this hacker.He was patient and said in standard British English: "Mr. Blacker."

"Okay... Then, after the task is completed, I will send you an encrypted email to transfer the account, and only accept Euros or Dirhams."

Wu Ruiqing hummed lightly and hung up the phone.

He sighed softly, and his black eyes showed a little relief...

At seven o'clock in the evening, Wu Ruiqing returned home and turned on the computer, planning to start a daily star blog.However, as soon as he logged in, he was automatically popped up by the system, reporting an error: [Your account has already logged in at another location, please log in again! 】

He entered the password to log in, and was reported an error again: [The user name or password is incorrect! 】

"What's the situation..." Wu Ruiqing frowned, retrieved the password with the secret security, and logged in again.

The front page was calm, and the news was as full as ever.He flipped a few screens casually, and sure enough, Liao Hei was no longer jumping around.

Wu Ruiqing felt better, temporarily put aside the unhappiness of the account error just now, and typed out a line of poetry crisply——

[@辽广集山: *The mystery of creation is like the darkness at night.And his phantoms were like the morning mist.Brother Xiaoshan. 】

He smiled contentedly, clicked to send——

An abrupt gray exclamation point popped up: [Users do not have permission to speak, please check your Weibo moral points]

Wu Ruiqing read the error message twice in disbelief, then he clicked on his personal homepage, searched for a long time, and finally found the mysterious moral points.

Negative value, forever black.

The author has something to say:

Wu Ruiqing, a returnee from London: (Spoken with a perfect accent) Mr. Blacker.

Gu Zhuoli, a returnee from Massachusetts: Mr. Blacker, may I call you Keer?

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【*The mystery of creation, like the darkness of night -- is great.And the phantom of knowledge is nothing but the morning mist - Tagore]

PS: Weibo related rules are limited to this article, don’t get entangled with the truth

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