weird

Majestic almost ran away.When he got home, he didn't see Zhuang Yuan. He went up to the second floor suspiciously, opened the bedroom door, but was shocked by a dazzling light and closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, people were crowded in front of me. They were active in a flickering and blurred light, or twisted their waists and danced with the music, or embraced and kissed each other.

Approaching solemnly, he could clearly see the smiling faces surrounding him, as if they were copied and pasted.

They were all heavily made up, and their clothes were very bold and unrestrained, but their eyes were empty and lifeless. Everyone's lips kept closing up and down, and they squeaked but didn't make any sound, like a robot controlled by someone, murmuring something.

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised, this scene seemed familiar, but the difference was that this time all of them were men!But he quickly calmed down and consciously walked among them, and after a while he saw a figure with his back turned to him.

That figure was very tall and thin, Zhuang Yan almost blurted out a name, but the next moment the other person turned around.

"Chu Chen!" He clearly heard himself yelling, and then his eyes lit up, all those people just disappeared, and the originally dimly lit space suddenly brightened like daytime.

Just as he was in shock, Chu Chen suddenly smiled at him, then stretched out a hand to cover his.

Chu Chen's hand was very cold, as if it had been frozen outside for a long time at sub-zero temperature, and the blood had froze and could no longer circulate.Majestic trembled unavoidably, tried to break free, but couldn't.

He raised his head, and was about to ask Chu Chen what he planned to do, when he heard the other party whisper: "Zhuang Yan, do you like me very much?"

Zhuang Yan trembled all over, his eyes widened but his mind was paralyzed, unable to think of how to respond at all.The other party didn't need him to respond, Zhuang Yan only felt that the palms held by Chu Chen began to sweat, and the place where their skin touched was as hot as a fire.

He saw with his own eyes that Chu Chen bent down, his lips slowly brushed against his ear, and touched his ear intentionally or unintentionally when speaking, neither making him move nor not moving.

"You like me." Chu Chen said firmly.

Majestic trembled, but without making a sound, he closed his eyes tightly.

But soon, he felt Chu Chen's other hand touching his shoulder, kneaded it lightly, and then turned to caress his arm. The cold palm felt the young man's warm veins.

"Why don't you dare look at me?"

That deep and clear voice was like the voice of a devil, and every word he uttered was a trial for him, a barbarian.

The magic voice continued, "Didn't you secretly look at me every day at school?"

"You're always close to me."

While talking, Chu Chen moved his face closer to the solemn face, touched the tip of his nose, and slightly pressed his lips against the solemn cheeks, touching them lightly every time he said a word.

Solemn's head was no longer able to think, and now he was devoting himself to the person in front of him who looked exactly like Chu Chen, but said things that Chu Chen would never say.

The other party's voice was like a magnet, with a hot and irresistible attraction to him. He unconsciously let go of all his defenses, tentatively wrapped one hand around Chu Chen's waist, and opened his lips slightly, looking for Chu Chen lips—

The air was suddenly too hot to breathe, and Zhuang Yan desperately broke free from this fragrant dream.He was panting in panic, sweating from the heat.

He touched his phone and saw that it was just eight o'clock in the morning, which was a normal weekend, and he didn't wake up at this time.

The half-opened windows failed to completely isolate the outside world, and a few dogs barking in the distance could be heard in a trance, and the sunlight came in through the window frame, cutting out an irregular geometric light spot on the floor.

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a few seconds, and found that there was an obvious reaction from the lower part. He fell back on the bed, wiped his tired face with both hands, his heart was beating faster and faster, the brakes had failed, and he was out of control up.

An absurd sexual dream killed Majestic Half-Life. He had never remembered a dream so clearly and completely. Even the touch of skin in the dream seemed to have happened in real life.

He was puzzled, but there was no solution. After a long delay, he found a new set of pajamas to wash off the sweat all over his body.

After solving the sudden enthusiasm somewhere, the hair was still half-dried, and the phone that was charging on the desk rang.

It was an unfamiliar number, and the affiliation indicated that it was Zhucheng. He picked it up without thinking too much. The other side was silent for about two seconds, and then he said a little excitedly: "Hi, may I ask that you are Class [-], Class [-], Senior High, No. Is it solemn?"

Zhuang Yan looked at the number suspiciously again, and after confirming that he didn't recognize him, he asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The female voice on the opposite side explained: "I am a staff member of an operation team who is resident in the short video app. I am looking for you today mainly to invite you to shoot a video. We will publish the video on the platform. Of course, we will pay for it. We will give you corresponding rewards, and we will also distribute the benefits brought by the video traffic and attention to you in the form of sharing."

Yan Yan put the half-wet towel in his hand on the table, and after listening patiently, he planned to hang up the phone, "Sorry, I won't take pictures."

"Hey!" The other side quickly said: "Student Zhuang Yan, don't rush to refuse, this video was not shot by you alone, it was done by a partner with you."

"I won't take pictures." Zhuang Yan hung up the phone directly.

Nowadays, the self-media industry is developed, and the competition is particularly fierce. Behind these people, there is usually a team to carry out packaging training, and use various platform software to gain attention.

Zhuang Yan didn't have the slightest interest in becoming an Internet celebrity, and unexpectedly the other party would be persistent. After hanging up three calls in a row, he answered for the fourth time.

"Student Zhuang Yan, listen to me first." This time there seems to be a different person on the other side, and the voice is much thicker than the previous one, "It's like this. Our team has seen you and another man on the app before. In the video of classmates interacting, I think your interaction is very youthful and infectious, and it turns out that the audience is indeed infected, and the nearly 800 million likes and tens of millions of views are enough to prove this point."

"Our team happened to be making a theme video related to teenagers recently, and you and the other person in the video are obviously very suitable for this theme." She said, "More than half an hour ago, our staff also called the other one. , He agreed to cooperate with us in the filming. If you really disagree, then we have no choice but to find another partner with him."

"He agreed?" Zhuang Yan didn't believe it. He exited the call interface, opened WeChat, and quickly tapped the keyboard to send a message to Chu Chen.

[Happy Little Fairy]: Did you receive a call?I'm looking for you to shoot a video.

Chu Chen replied in seconds:

[Miracle of Facial Paralysis]: Got it, I agree.

[Happy Little Fairy]: You agreed? ? ?

Chu Chen actually agreed, Zhuang Yan wondered if he was still drunk, and his heart jumped for a moment. It seemed that Chu Chen didn't reject making videos with him, and he didn't mind being posted.

So Zhuang Yan said to the other end of the phone: "I thought about it, and I can cooperate in making videos, but we don't show our faces."

"No problem, no problem." The female voice said: "Don't worry about this, we will provide you with masks to cover your face when the time comes."

The matter was finalized in a daze, and Zhuang Yan lay on the bed, thinking of going back to sleep, but when he closed his eyes, he saw the image of being entangled with Chu Chen in his dream.

He opened his eyes red-faced and turned over several times in a row, trying to drive those shameful images out of his mind, but it was useless.

He got into the bed and was bored for a while, unable to fall asleep. He reached for his phone, opened Baidu, and after a long time of deliberation, he typed out the keyword.

[I had a homosexual sex dream, am I gay? 】

The content of the searched interface was varied. He randomly scrolled down and clicked on a question with a similar question. The answers below also contained a lot of content.

[Yes friend, you are probably gay, why would most people dream of having sex with the same sex? 】

【Having sex dreams can’t actually determine a person’s sexual orientation. It can only show that in reality you may have pressure from a certain aspect. The opposite sex can’t help you, but the same sex can not only help you, but also understand your thoughts and expressions. , You resonated with the same sex, and then released it through erotic dreams. 】

……

[I think this is a personal psychological problem. If you have no idea about the same sex around you, or the object in your dream, I don’t think we will meet in this question and answer. 】

Zhuang Yan turned down two pages, and the more he looked at it, the colder his hands and feet became. Then he saw an unsigned reply on a certain page. The reply was simple and rude, just saying "Whether you are gay or not, open the link to find out."

Zhuang Yan clicked on the link behind the text, but found that he could not click on it. He guessed that the content of this link might take up a lot of memory, so he brought his notebook and prepared to download it on it.

The computer page showed that it was trying to open the link, Zhuang Yan grabbed the phone, swipe his finger, and saw a q-version profile picture of a fairy at the bottom of the question and answer.

He clicked in and took a look, and there was a slogan on the homepage of the avatar: test the marriage of men and women, test the sexuality of men and women, test career prospects, and test wealth and achievements.

Zhuang Yan flipped through it casually, and caught a glimpse of a WeChat QR code amidst a long list of boastful boastings by the respondent.

He accidentally saved the picture of the QR code, and then went to WeChat to scan it. The page quickly jumped, and a q-version avatar of the same style on the Baidu homepage appeared. Master Wu.

He added this master friend, and the other party passed in seconds.

[Principal Master Bodhi Patriarch - Master Kong Wu]: Hello, benefactor.

Zhuang Yan felt that the master's name was too pretentious, so he changed it to a note.

[Happy Little Fairy]: Hello, Master.I have a principled question that I would like to ask you for advice.

[Wukong fellow disciple]: Donor, please speak.

[Happy Little Fairy]: I heard that you can test your sexual orientation, how do you test it?Do you want a birthday horoscope?

[Wukong fellow disciple]: The benefactor was joking. Asking the horoscope of the birthday is an algorithm of the older generation, which is out of date.

[Happy Little Fairy]: So how is it calculated now?Brainwave communication?

[Wukong Fellow Sect]: Donor, you are joking again, you want to measure your sexual orientation, right?

[Happy Little Fairy]: Well [smiles]

[Same Wukong]: Okay.But let me make it clear that my consultation is not free.

[Happy Little Fairy]: It should.Well, I had a dream last night of what, you know, with my classmates.I don't feel sick at all, but my heart beats faster. It's unreasonable. Do you think I'm gay?

[Wukong fellow disciple]: Oh, I understand what you mean.

[Wukong Fellow Sect]: How about this, let me ask the Patriarch Bodhi for you at the altar, and you will have to bear the cost of the paper money for incense sticks.

Zhuang Yan frowned, no matter how he thought it was unreliable, but his hands were quicker than his brain, and after he realized that the other party was cheating, the 880 yuan had already been transferred out.

The other side received it in seconds, and when he sent another message, a red exclamation mark immediately popped up next to it.

"Fuck..." This operation seemed to be stupefied, and Zhuang Yan secretly cursed at the idiot, and was frightened into cerebral palsy by a spring dream.He rubbed his face, then looked up to see the downloading progress of the notebook on the table, only to see a frenzy of garbled characters, and the computer screen flashed a faint blue light that was about to crash and was fragile.

damn it!The computer is poisoned!