Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

(One)

Lan Mingsu frowned slightly, lightly supported his forehead with his left hand, and put the index finger of his right hand on the small wheel in the middle of the mouse.It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and he still couldn't fall asleep, wrapped in a quilt in front of the computer screen.

On the screen are the faces of various men, all drawn in a cartoon style.

The name of the website is "Blue Screen Public Relations". It was established by a company in 2018 with a huge investment.This is a platform for people to meet each other. All the male publicists only sign a one-year contract. They are only responsible for attending occasions, chatting, and dating. The website clearly stipulates that they will not provide any sexual services or sex transactions.

Lan Mingsu absently looked at the introduction next to the head.

Here we only provide the best male public relations, with high education and taste, most of them are undergraduates who graduated from key universities, and some are still studying.If they didn't have such academic qualifications, then their appearance and temperament must be very outstanding, and there are even a few little stars who are not too popular.

These male publicists are all amateurs trying to make some extra money, not cornered people, so the site protects their privacy.When guests want to see their real photos, they must click "apply" and obtain their consent before they can see them.

Male public relations are charged by the hour, and there are rigid rules. The hourly price is at least [-] yuan.Although it is written in the regulations that sex transactions are not allowed, Lan Mingsu knows that this is just talking, and no one knows what will happen when they meet.The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. The website has only been running for half a year, and there are already very professional code words.

For example, it says BKM-SD in the introduction, which means Bisexual—male and female, Kiss—can be kissed, Mouth...well, by analogy, imagine by yourself, Sex:depends—depends on the situation and then decides whether to use it go to bed.In other words, it is acceptable for this person to pick up male clients as well as female clients, and it is acceptable to have sex, but it depends on the situation.

Such descriptions abound.

This kind of thing must be the first thing that Lan Mingsu noticed after graduating from the law department.This website has played a side ball, it doesn't matter if it is running now, and if it is strictly controlled in the future, there may be no accidents.But I heard that the background of this website is so hard that it can't be down no matter what, so it has nothing to do with him.

His intention to visit this website was simple. A college classmate he hadn’t seen for a long time invested in this website and sent a message in Moments, so he clicked to take a look.

Blue screen public relations have five red cards, aged between 28 and 33, and the hourly price is more than [-].Lan Mingsu thinks this is not difficult to understand. Men of this age are mature and attractive, have taste and experience, and know the art of speaking. Even if they are not the best in appearance, they are the most popular with customers.

On the other hand, looking at the "little Jane" in the corner who no one cares about, she is a little pitiful.

He seems to be very good-looking, with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, tall, fair skin, and looks a bit classical and elegant.Lan Mingsu flipped through his resume. He has an eighth grade in piano, loves to swim, is good at watercolor painting, and seems to be very good at singing.The smile is very cute, and there are two small canine teeth.

Just a little younger, only 21 years old this year.

Of course, dating a boy of this age is not interesting.He is still studying, and he is not deeply involved in the world, so he probably won't be able to share any insightful insights that will benefit people a lot, so on this highly competitive website, his only usefulness is——

Lan Mingsu looked subconsciously. B?

It turned out to be just a short "B".

In other words, this person can pick up both male and female guests, but can't do anything else.No kissing, no sexual services, only meeting and chatting.Lan Mingsu frowned slightly, this boy is too naive, really thought that customers who can afford 500 yuan an hour would want to come to this website to find true love?

Stomach ache, Lan Mingsu turned off the computer, took two fast stomach tablets, lay back on the bed and continued to sleep.

(two)

He's a workaholic who loses track of time as soon as he dives headlong into corporate affairs.Recently, a client was very undecided. He was alone in charge of the 400 million business, with a heavy heart, and often worked overtime until midnight.After I got home and took a shower, I was still thinking about things in the company and couldn't fall asleep.

Frowning, he turned on the computer, and the webpage he had browsed a few days ago immediately opened.

There is a function of displaying online in the blue screen public relations. Which public relations guest likes and wants to buy him out, just click the "invite" button, and explain the time and place of the appointment by the way.If the PR happens to be online, a reply can be made within minutes, and the time and price can be finalized.At this time, the customer pays online, and the public relations can't get the money for the time being, and the money will be transferred to the public relations account after the transaction is completed.

In the middle of the night, only seven or eight portraits on the entire screen were still lit.

Lan Mingsu's eyes fell on the flickering "Little Jane" in the corner.For some reason, he had a deeper impression of this boy than others, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of the boy's innocence or something else.

He frowned and opened his comment section.

Empty, not a single customer testimonial.

Look again at the date of his registration—October 2017, 10.

The contract was signed in 2017, and this boy has been registered on Blue Screen PR for four or five months, yet he doesn't even have a single customer?

It's not surprising that a boy with such a simple life experience doesn't know what he looks like. If a customer spends 500 yuan an hour, is he really here to listen to you sing, play the piano, and watch you draw?

Not to mention that others can't notice him, even Lan Mingsu wants to pay attention to him too much.

He turned off the light and went back to lie on the bed. Not long after, he suddenly got up again with the quilt in his arms, and clicked "Invite" on the profile picture of "Little Jane" with complicated emotions.

[Tomorrow night at 8:[-], Unit XX, XX Building, XX Street, XX District, XX District, two hours. 】When he did this, he felt like an idiot, and he couldn't tell what kind of psychology he was in now.Is sympathy overflowing, or do you really want to find someone to accompany you?

In less than 1 minute, there was a reply.

[I'll be there on time. 】

The emoji uses "handshake".

Lan Mingsu pursed her lips, and slowly turned off the computer.

Spending 1000 yuan for no reason, calling an unsophisticated young boy, although he has never been short of money, this is not what he usually does.

(three)

Jian Shaomei took a deep breath, looked at the elegant European pattern on the bronze door, and lightly pressed the doorbell next to her.

This community was developed in recent years, with modern decoration, close to the urban area, and the main customer base is young white-collar workers.The houses in this area are very small, only seventy to eighty square meters, but the price is not cheap. The house he is knocking on alone costs at least 600 million.

Waited for a while, no one.

Jian Shaomei rang the doorbell unwillingly.

It was still March at this time, it was getting dark early, and there were already fewer pedestrians on the streets.

He waited quietly, the room was quiet, and there was still no movement.

After registering with Blue Screen Public Relations for such a long time, this is the first time someone bought him out, why did he arrive 15 minutes early, and there was no one at home?Could it be that the residents of this house haven't come back before eight o'clock?

The guest is God, there is nothing wrong with being late.Jian Shaomei waited for a while, took out the earplugs and listened to the music, put her hands in her pockets and leaned against the railing by the door.When the guest was not at home, he had to wait slowly until he came back.

When Lan Mingsu returned to the door of the house, what he saw was a boy he didn't know, sitting on the steps of his house with his face in his knees.He frowned slightly and kicked the boy's feet: "Hey, who are you?"

The boy raised his head sleepily, the left side of his face was pressed red, and the folds of his jeans were pressed against his face, so he couldn't tell what he looked like for a while.

The two looked at each other.

Lan Mingsu was so busy that he was exhausted. He frowned and said, "What are you doing sitting in front of my house?"

The boy stood up immediately, took off the earplugs with a smile, and smiled courteously: "It's me, I'm Little Jane"

Lan Mingsu: "..."

Come to think of it, it turned out to be him.

There were too many things in the company and he was so busy that he completely forgot about it.

"Mr. Lan, you ordered me to come to your house at around two o'clock last night." The boy looked at him carefully, with a little disappointment in his voice, and rummaged through his backpack, "I brought the voucher here Yes, from 8:10 to [-]:[-], you asked me for two hours."

Lan Mingsu looked a little embarrassed: "Don't look at it, I'm too busy with things in the company today, I forgot." He looked at the time and said in a low voice, "It's 09:30."

Jian Shaomei: "..."

"Go back, I will give you the money, I forgot about this."

Jian Shaomei seemed very embarrassed, and said anxiously: "There is still half an hour left, I can go in and talk with you."

Lan Mingsu frowned, took the key to open the door: "I don't like talking to people."

Jian Shaomei looked dumbfounded, and she didn't dare to ask to enter the door anymore, and said in a low voice, "I won't accompany anyone else."

"I know."

Jian Shaomei: "..."

He doesn't like to talk, and doesn't want to do anything else, so what did Mr. Lan ask him to do?

Jian Shaomei looked at him without saying a word.

The man in front of him was about 1.8 meters tall, 27 years old, fair complexion, and handsome. If he didn't look haggard and lack of sleep, he would be more attractive than himself.He is a fellow, otherwise why find a man to accompany him?

Lan Mingsu opened the door and said calmly, "Come in."

Jian Shaomei nodded and followed him in carefully: "Thank you, Mr. Lan."

"..."

Lan Mingsu entered the room and poured him a cup of hot water. Jian Shaomei gulped it down, watching him take off his coat and tie off his tie.This apartment is in a minimalist style, with white, gray, and black as the main colors. The TV is hung on the wall, and there is a black leather sofa. As long as you can see it, there is nothing superfluous.

"Mr. Lan, what do you want to do?" Jian Shaomei looked at him nervously.He really didn't want to do that kind of thing with others. If this Mr. Lan wanted any special service, he would probably turn around and leave.

Lan Mingsu sat down on the black sofa, unbuttoned his collar, took out two game remote controls from under the coffee table, and lightly threw one to him.

Jian Shaomei: "..."

"Play games with me." Lan Mingsu turned on the TV and connected it to the games he usually played, with an expressionless face, "Can you play games?"

"Yes, yes." Jian Shaomei blushed for some reason, and quickly sat down beside him.

(four)

This is an adventure game, with the background of cultivating immortals, the picture is beautiful and grand, and the details are especially clear on the 64-inch screen.Lan Mingsu created an account for him, turned his face to the screen and asked, "What's your name?"

"Jane Shaomei, the boy's Shaomei, one—"

Lan Mingsu typed three words on the screen.

【Junior Sister Jian】

Jian Shaomei: "..."

Lan Mingsu erased the last two words with the Enter key, and re-spelled the two words.

【Jane Shaomei】

"This one?" he asked.

"Yeah." Jian Shaomei moved towards him happily.

After playing for more than an hour, Lan Mingsu had no expression on his face, but Jian Shaomei was even happier than him, half leaning on the sofa, talking and laughing non-stop.Suddenly, Lan Mingsu's cell phone rang.He looked up at the clock on the wall, and pressed the pause button of the controller: "It's eleven o'clock, you should go."

"Let's play for a while." Jian Shaomei hugged the remote control, a little bit reluctant.

"I have something to do." Lan Mingsu put away his remote control, and said in a cold voice, "It's so late, you don't have class tomorrow?"

"..."

"Call for a taxi."

Lan Mingsu issued an expulsion order, and Jian Shaomei could no longer stay.This is his guest, not his friend or elder brother. Besides, this person paid him 1000 yuan, but in the end it was just for him to play games with him.

Jian Shaomei walked to the door politely, put on her shoes and said, "Did you have a good time today?"

"En." Lan Mingsu nodded.

"..." Jian Shaomei didn't know what to say, "Then I'm leaving, you sleep well."

"Ah."

After sending him away anyway, Lan Mingsu took a cold shower and lay down on the bed.In fact, the 1000 yuan tonight was not a loss. He now feels much more relaxed physically and mentally. In the past, even if he played games by himself, he always thought about work. Tonight, he was aroused by this boy to be competitive and focused on the game.

Now the mind is empty, a little dizzy, wanting to sleep.

He took out his mobile phone and flipped to the blue screen public relations client. On the interface of "Little Jane", he wrote: "Yes, recommended." forget him.In the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep like a routine, got up from the bed with the quilt in his arms, watched some news in boredom, and somehow came to the blue screen public relations interface again.

In fact, he wasn't looking at something on purpose, he was flipping through it unconsciously.

Looking slowly, a small light lit up in the corner.

Lan Mingsu didn't pay attention at first, the small light was flickering brighter and brighter, it couldn't be ignored, he frowned and pulled a small screen away.

[Xiao Jian: It's you, you're here. (happy happy)】

Lan Mingsu didn't reply, and he didn't know how to reply.

[Xiao Jian: I'm free, do you want to find me? 】

Seeing that he didn't speak, another line of words appeared quickly.

[Xiao Jian: Mr. Lan, I'm free all day, day and night. Do you want to find me? (Looking forward)] Lan Mingsu silently looked at the small screen: "..."

Boys nowadays are more and more able to use emoji.