Ling Ke widened his eyes, not knowing how this line of words appeared.

He practiced Schubert's songs well, and he didn't have to read the scores when taking the exam. He just kept the exam books for peace of mind, and he never flipped them again after the exam. Unexpectedly, he ignored a message without realizing it.

Thinking of Qi Feng whom he met a year ago, Ling Ke felt warm and anxious. He quickly turned on the computer and entered the other party's Q number in the search box.

The result of the search is a handsome anime guy's avatar, with only one word of nickname, "Feng".

Ling Ke added the other party as a friend. Later that day, Qi Feng passed his friend verification.

When he was happy, he was about to click on the other person's avatar to start chatting, but suddenly he found that the other person's name was red, and there was a penguin icon with yellow hair on his head next to it.

——That is the exclusive color and logo of “member”.

In an instant, Ling Ke's ears sounded again in his parents' self-righteous "sentences and temptations". He didn't want to pay attention, but he was helpless. Invisibly, there seemed to be a force pulling him and Qi Feng away and setting up a wall in the middle.

Ling Ke hesitated and double-clicked Feng's avatar, and was attracted by the other party's cool QQ show.

Hat, sunglasses, fashionable clothing, cool background... I have to spend a lot of Q coins for this outfit.

But this is not important to Qi Feng, because he is still a red diamond nobleman, and he can wear all the clothes in the mall for free.

...

The sudden sense of gap made Ling Ke feel a little annoyed. He stayed on the keyboard for a while, thinking about how to say the first sentence to Qi Feng.

——Hello, I am Ling Ke.

——Remember me?

——I was the one who went to the eighth level piano exam with you last year...

After thinking about it for several words, he couldn't ask too much, because Ling Ke was worried that Qi Feng might have forgotten him. After all, a year has passed, and he is really not sure how much he has to exist for Qi Feng who has only met the other person in the waiting room of the Conservatory of Music.

If he hadn't sorted out the piano score today, he would have forgotten Qi Feng.

Besides, even if they haven’t forgotten, what can they talk about later?

To be honest, he is not a very proactive person in social interaction. Ling Ke may not learn Qi Feng's natural and familiar personality in his life. So it's not much easier to start with him than climbing the sky.

While Ling Ke was struggling, Qi Feng did not say a word, which made him even more anxious. Generally, strangers add themselves as friends. No matter what, they always say hello or get to know each other after adding, right? They don’t know anything, just pass the verification and don’t even ask. Wouldn’t it be too casual?

The more Ling Ke thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. In the second thought, he no longer had the courage to "recognize each other".

——Forget it.

——I may not remember it even if I say it.

——That’s it.

Ling Ke was hanging Q, turned on invisible, went online for a while, and when he went to see Qi Feng's avatar, the other party was already offline.

He felt a little disappointed, but he seemed to be relieved, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After staring at the grayed-out avatar for two seconds, Ling Ke slowly moved the mouse to the other party's avatar... on the yellow five-pointed star.

In those days, "space" was still a very popular social display platform.

Almost everyone manages their own space when they are idle and don’t write some mood diaries in the space or post some photos? Then play a few space music that highlights personality. This small homepage is the face of his online identity.

Space is also a secret base for netizens to peek at each other about private information. People who can be popular here often do not make too bad or look too ugly in reality.

Ling Ke also has it, but most of him forwarded articles and photos of class activities published by his classmates, and rarely posted his own.

Everyone has a pupil to spy on others, and Ling Ke is no exception. But when Qi Feng was still online, he dared not do this, and he didn't even dare to recognize each other. He always felt that peeping in person was a bit despicable.

Now that Qi Feng is gone, he decided to take a look and then quietly withdraw. Qi Feng would not know that he had been here.

With this plan, Ling Ke clicked on the five-pointed star.

The internet speed is very slow, and the page will pop out after waiting for more than ten seconds - no access is required. Ling Ke was a little excited.

The homepage has a welcome animation unique to space. It is a cartoon of a boy looking up at the stars. It is beautiful with the sound of wind chimes.

Ling Ke found the headphones and brought them with him. Before he could react, a fast-paced piano music suddenly exploded from the headphones. It was like he was about to smash something, and it attacked his eardrums and brain in a shattered manner.

The page jumped, and a Western-style cemetery melted into the night appeared on the screen. The winged fallen angel stood on one of the tombstones, looking extremely arrogant.

White feathers fell from top to bottom, and there were flashing blue decorative borders around them. In line with the rhythm of feather drop, they appeared and disappeared from time to time...

The mouse slides down, and there is a line of poems below that are not considered poems-

Hurt you, hurt me, hurt;

I will not know God's will;

Glacier, the boy cried;

Love, secrets, arrows;

Angels will eventually fall;

Buried underground for a long time, never awake.

...

These lines of words are also set with luminous fonts, flashing on the black page...

Maybe it will take many years before Ling Ke will understand how second-class these things are in front of him.

But at that time he was still unaware of anything, but was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

Listening to the bursting piano music in his ears, feathers fell on the screen, and then reading the unknown poem, Ling Ke only felt that the owner of this space... good... good, he, mom, cool.

After a closer look, there was also a diamond icon next to the other party’s space name “Fengdu Island”, which was a noble again!

Ling Ke didn't believe in evil, so he went to see Qi Feng's personal information page, and then he was blinded by a string of colorful diamonds that were lit up.

...Fuck... It's simply unparalleled cool!

Now the distance between him and Qi Feng is not just a wall.

They are also separated by a galaxy with dazzling diamonds.

Ling Ke clicked on the other party’s log and album again. The number of updates was not large, but the number of clicks was quite large. Almost every log had hundreds of views and dozens of replies, not to mention the number of visits to the space message board and album. Some netizens came here a few minutes ago.

Today, Qi Feng’s spatial data is equivalent to the popularity of every one, and he should be a “Internet celebrity”.

For someone like Ling Ke who has no visit to the space for hundreds of years, this is simply a rare existence.

Ling Ke wiped his forehead sweat and finally understood why the other party passed his friend application but ignored him. I guess there were a lot of strangers who followed his space every day. Why did Qi Feng have time to ask and chat one by one?

Internet celebrities, but very busy.

After entering, Ling Ke simply read the contents of Qi Feng updated in the space from beginning to end.

Most of the logs are forwarded like popular spiritual chicken soup and classic philosophy. Qi Feng wrote very little, but it is easy to identify them, which are the articles with the highest number of clicks and replies.

There is an article titled "Annoyed", with just a few lines: "Annoyed, upset, so annoyed... I hope the earth explodes, BOOM! The end of the world! Everything disappears! Goodbye!"

Ling Ke smiled laughingly. He was also so upset that he wanted to destroy the world, but he would not post it so bluntly on the Internet.

The message below the article is full of comfort to netizens.

With Ling Ke's perception, he usually leaves messages in the space and is all classmates.

Xueer: "What's wrong? Come and talk for a while."

The wind-chasing girl: "If you are upset, just listen to the song."

Memories Ziye: "It's good to have a sleep."

Starry Night Angel: "If the end of the world you will disappear, you won't want you to disappear."

...

Tsk, all of them are avatars and nicknames that girls know how to use, as well as those ambiguous tones.

Ling Ke didn't feel envious, he just felt a little emotional, Qi Feng was indeed a popular guy.

There is also an article "Untitled" that is topped above the log, and there is only one sentence: "An abandoned angel, even if his wings are still white, will become another, death."

The netizens left messages all over their own minds, asking directly what it meant, asking Qi Feng whether he compared himself to the god of death, and there were various interpretations, but Qi Feng ignored them.

He only replied to a message with an ID called "Ye Shenyue".

Because that man posted two words: "Good poem."

Qi Feng replied with a grinning smile on his face.

Ling Ke twitched the corner of his mouth, adding a few commas to a sentence is called poetry?

Alas, it's too advanced and he can't understand it, so he'd better look at the straightforward photos.

The albums are much richer than the logs. Ling Ke read them one by one and finally knew what "Deyin International School" looks like.

Qi Feng posted a lot of photos of their school, including playgrounds, classrooms, studios, piano rooms... The conditions are indeed much better than the middle school he went to!

The playground of their school is rubber, and there are independent indoor basketball courts and swimming pools. Qi Feng can exercise a lot and likes to take sports photos, such as fencing, tennis, golf, etc. Ling Keqian has never even touched it.

Their classrooms have lockers, air conditioners, and public bookshelfs. Everyone has a brand new desk. Compared with Ling Ke and their school desks, it is a very different story.

There is also Qi Feng's home. Ling Kedong took a look at a few photos, including a yard, an iron gate, and a glass sunroom. It is probably a villa. There are many photos of a big white dog, who is very cute. I don't know if it was raised by Qi Feng.

Apart from that, they are all photos of Qi Feng himself.
To be continued...