January 1st, New Year’s Day.
It snowed all night, and the branches of the willow and locust trees turned into silver bars, and the grass was covered in white.
The snow on the ground had melted and the road was slippery. Two college students, Yan Ming and Ren Qiu, got up early and walked through the cold mist with umbrellas.
Ren Qiu urged: "Don't eat. Eat when you get there. If you're late, you won't be able to grab a seat, so you can only go to an Internet cafe outside."
"Why are you so anxious?"
Yan Ming said this, and speeded up his steps. Taking advantage of the holiday, he quickly occupied the school's computer room, which was cheap and had heating.
The library has not yet opened, and there is already a long queue at the door. Most of them are boys, and there is no doubt that they are all here for the computers.
"Hiss~"
After Yan Ming finished his breakfast, he stood in the ice for another 20 minutes. The queue in the front row finally showed signs of moving and flowed into the computer room.
The first thing you do when you get on the plane is log into QICQ decisively.
At exactly this time, an update notification popped up. The update did not take long, only three or four minutes. However, the changes in the update were so big that he was shocked.
Damn it, this look? Damn it, this design?
Penguin, you have changed!
Like Feigou Wangwang, you can change your nickname, add notes, and group them, but it is obviously a step above. He can even receive messages from an offline friend——
"I have changed my number. My QQ number is now 1777777. Please apply as a friend."
Yan Ming quickly approved, changed the remark to "Liu Neng", assigned him to a group of college classmates, and then typed and asked:
"Damn it, Brother Liu, you have such a great number, how did you register it?"
":), this is called a super beautiful account. Didn't you have to spend money to register for Penguin some time ago? It turns out that you can choose your own number on a first-come, first-served basis. Originally, I wanted to choose 16 consecutive numbers, but some idiot beat me to it. .”
Between the lines, there is a hidden hint of showing off.
Yan Ming didn't think about it at first, until more and more friends abandoned their accounts, and the sound of Didi kept coming from the earphones, and he agreed to apply one by one.
It was okay not to look at it, but I was shocked to see that more than 20 people had changed their super-premium accounts, and the 3 stars displayed on their information windows and the icons below were already lit up [Feigou.com], [QQ] member】.
There was no comparison, no harm. Seeing more and more people participating in the trend of changing numbers, he felt invisible social pressure and was not calm at the same time.
It seems that if he doesn't have a good account and light up the icon, he will appear out of place and out of date, and unknowingly become the sheep in the herd effect.
After all, humans are social animals.
Ignoring playing games, I immediately took out my mobile phone, and a series of numbers came to mind. I planned to send text messages. Text messages were cheap, only 50 cents each.
The 168 telecommunications station charges 8 cents per minute.
The first one he asked for was "5201314", which means I love you forever. What a good homophonic number. Unfortunately, the reply was "Already registered".
The second article was changed to "1314521", "I love you forever", and was intended to be used to express love to the girl. However, it was registered first.
Article 3, Article 4, Article 5...all of them are registered, getting more and more popular.
Ren Qiu, who was standing next to him, looked anxious and tried to dissuade her: "Don't use text messages. How much does this message cost? Make a phone call. One minute is enough for you to report two or three messages."
Yes!
Yan Ming suddenly realized that for just this text message, he had already paid 5 yuan, which was two days of breakfast money.
I calmed down instantly, screened and screened again, and picked 3 more accounts I wanted. Finally, the third account was successfully registered.
"Fuck, it finally worked."
He couldn't wait to call, and he valued it more than the previous one, after all, he spent money.
After much hesitation, I resisted the temptation to activate the super membership in order to light up the icon, but I still entered Feigou.com, registered as a member, and bound the accounts on both sides.
The dazzling array of products did not attract him. Just when he was about to exit, he saw the advertisement space at the top of the homepage flashing "QQ Super Pretty Account Auction", and there was a line of numbers on the lower right foot, which said the time of the event——
February 1st.
In the store, there are already more than twenty numbers hanging densely, with 7 digits and more 8 digits. There are 5 consecutive numbers, 6 consecutive numbers, and even 7 consecutive numbers. The base price of each one is dozens of yuan. Hundreds of dollars.
I vaguely smelled a business opportunity, but I couldn't help but want to send a text message to register a super pretty account.
………………
"Mr. Lu, all we can count now is the data of successful registrations. From morning to now, there have been more than 20,000 accounts, and nearly 4,000 people have opened super memberships..."
Lu Fei was sitting in the KFC, eating fried chicken and listening to the report. On the other end of the phone, Lu Huateng's tone was full of excitement. After a year of hard work, he finally made money, and his joy was beyond words.
But he did not get carried away and ordered the upgrade to version 1.2. Then he hung up the phone, took off his gloves and rubbed his hands. He breathed out a sigh of relief, and white mist floated away.
"Cold?"
Gao Yuanyuan walked out of the bathroom, passed in front of him, rummaged in her bag, "Hey, take it."
Lu Fei lowered his head and took a look. It was a warm baby, or a product that had recently been selling well on Feigou.com. He couldn't help but be surprised. He brought this thing when he went out. Shouldn't it be an aunt's towel?
"Well, it will take two or three minutes."
Gao Yuanyuan tore open the package, and her hand was immediately held by Lu Fei. He held it tightly, and the coldness of his palm penetrated into the back of her hand.
"The warm baby should not come into direct contact with the skin, as it may cause burns."
"oh."
Gao Yuanyuan grabbed his hands with her backhand and used her own hands to warm the baby, "Then, that's it."
Seeing the successful smile on her face, Lu Fei raised his eyebrows. Alas, he had fallen into Miss Gao's trap, but he felt happy in his heart.
"When is the art exam?" she asked.
"After the New Year, we will start trying again and again."
"Will it conflict with the Berlin Film Festival?"
"No, after the award presentation, it's exactly three tries."
Lu Fei patted her hand to comfort her, and "17-Year-Old Bicycle" was nominated for the Berlin Film Festival without any suspense.
There was a family bucket in front of the two of them, and they didn't move at all. They held each other's hands and made no move to let go.
"Ah, it's cold." Gao Yuanyuan exclaimed.
"If you don't want to eat, pack it up and take it away. Let's go buy clothes.
Lu Fei carried the bag in one hand and held the woman's hand in the other, strolling through the brightly lit streets, wandering around in beautifully decorated clothing stores, and then walked into a store with a door full of neon lights.
"Does this dress look good?" Gao Yuanyuan picked up a dark gray coat.
For such a simple question, Lu Fei pretended to be thoughtful, compared carefully, and injected superb acting skills, "Not as good-looking as you."
"I mean clothes~"
"Oh, oh, average, very average."
"What about this one?"
"It's just average."
Gao Yuanyuan pursed her lips and picked another item, but Lu Fei still shook his head and said quietly: "Are they all average?"
"Try it on." He touched his chin.
She pouted and muttered, but took off her down jacket as instructed, wearing a turtleneck sweater underneath. She put the coat on and fiddled with it left and right.
Lu Fei looked astonished, "These clothes look ordinary, but when you put them on, they look extraordinary. Sure enough, you look good no matter what you wear."
I secretly added, "I don't have any clothes on..."
"Then which one is the prettiest?" Gao Yuanyuan's little resentment disappeared, holding one piece in her left hand and one in her right hand.
"I bought them all. It's a blessing to wear these clothes on you."
Lu Fei waved his hand and helped his girlfriend put together an outfit. He was a third-level photographer and had photographed dozens of models. He was naturally fashionable and fashionable.
These actions were seen by other customers in the store. A certain woman was envious and jealous. She glanced at her husband who was pretending to be dead and pinched him hard.
"Ah, what are you doing!" The man took a cold breath.
"What are you doing? Look at me." The woman said sourly, "Before we got married, you called me Xiao Tiantian, but now that you're married, you think I'm Mrs. Zhu, right?"
My husband rolled his eyes. They were just showing off their affection. They were also showing off their wealth. He tui, it’s great to be rich!
"Don't be like a dead pig, bring me your phone."
A woman is shopping in a shopping mall, choosing sneakers, writing "women's woolen coat" in a text message and sending it. Immediately, there is a ding-dong sound, and a series of product lists are sent to Feigou's "Buyer Messenger".
Name, price, material...
She frowned, "It would be nice to have a picture."
Lu Fei heard this, and he smacked his lips, "I really want to send you pictures. These days, mobile MMS has not been launched yet, and we have to wait until 2002, and the day lilies will be half cold!"
I was thinking about playing golf one day, chatting with Li Xiangdong, and sending MMS messages in advance.
"What's wrong? You're smiling so happily."
Gao Yuanyuan walked out of the store and noticed the smile on Lu Fei's lips.
"I thought of something interesting."
Lu Fei took out two QQ numbers "1314521" and "5201314". These two numbers had been booked in advance and operated in secret. "These two are our trumpets. They only belong to us. You choose one."
Although routines are very old, the reason why routines are called routines is because routines win people's hearts.
Gao Yuanyuan was very moved. After much deliberation, she chose "1314521" because "521" was a little more than "520".
Suddenly, the cold wind howled, and the air rushed into the gaps in the collar of his neck. Lu Fei couldn't help but shiver.
"Pfft, you're so afraid of the cold." Gao Yuanyuan took the initiative to reach out and take the man's arm, bringing the two people closer.
"Yeah, so you have to be my warm baby."
Lu Fei brought his face closer and gave him a quick peck.
Gao Yuanyuan was startled, suddenly stunned, and then lowered her head shyly.
In the confusion of Xiaoxue, the two of them silently agreed not to speak.
Lu Fei took the next step and stepped forward again.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Brilliant fireworks bloom in the sky.
On the street, firecrackers crackled and roared, all in silence.
