A sip of Long Island ice tea gave Yan Qing a good night's sleep.
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Habitually reaching out his right hand to find the mobile phone on the bedside table, Yan Qing pushed open the sliding cover while half asleep and half awake. The tft color screen lit up instantly. He rubbed his sleepy eyes with his left hand and glanced at the screen:
【China Unicom】
[You have a memo message that will be reminded at 7:00]
【2019-09-23 Monday】
【August 25th, Year Yihai】
【05:49】
Putting down the phone gently, Yan Qing smiled with a soothing expression, and said to himself in a relaxed manner: "The small tft screen will definitely cause much less damage to the eyes than a smartphone."
After comforting himself, he sat up. After stretching, Yan Qing was about to get out of bed when he noticed two more things on the bedside table:
A large glass of Long Island iced tea, in a black lambskin envelope.
The reason for the wine was because Yan Qing had a habit of putting everything on the first floor back to its original state before going back to the bedroom. He neither wanted to force himself to drink it nor throw it away directly, so he deliberately brought it to the second floor. Last night, he was in a trance while looking at this cup of Long Island Ice Tea.
Already fell into a deep sleep.
"It seems! My mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder are not as serious as "me"."
The lambskin envelope made Yan Qing a little bit ready to move.
"I almost forgot that I also have a smart device. It's ridiculous. It only hurts my eyes."
Zhang Yameng's words before going out last night rang in his ears again:
"Brother Qing, considering that you don't have a wireless router installed here, we have chosen a version with 4G network for you. The professional version of CoolBass's virtual instrument library has also been installed. If you need help, please call me again."
"What kind of fate is it to meet such Lao Zhang and Xiao Miao! I can't give back anything, I can only repay by being like a cow or a horse..."
Holding back the inexplicable Internet addiction, Yan Qing opened the curtains, but it was not yet bright.
"Unknowingly, autumn in the imperial capital has deepened..."
Muttering, Yan Qing turned around, picked up the cup of Long Island ice tea and walked into the bathroom. After washing and tidying up, Yan Qing went downstairs.
In the tea room on the first floor, he properly returned the octagonal cup that had been cleaned and wiped dry to its original position, then mixed a cup of warm water with honey. Yan Qing calmly sat back down in front of the upright piano and began to sing every day.
Practice your voice.
Thanks to getting up earlier than usual, he had nearly half an hour more free time before breakfast.
"What are you waiting for? Go straight to the Whisper app."
Internet addiction has improved during this period, and Yan Qing actually knows the reason.
First of all, the existing clues could not support him in finding more information on the open Internet platform.
Secondly, habits become natural. It is somewhat incredible to say that Yan Qing has gradually adapted to this regular rhythm of life.
In addition, Yan Qing was intoxicated by the taste of love, which also caused some wonderful changes in his mentality and motivations. The desire to understand someone gradually replaced the desire to complete memories.
Perhaps due to many reasons such as the parent company's huge scale and its dominant market share in China, this time-space Whisper social app is more closed-loop than Yan Qing's previous life scarf. He once tried to use the web browser to download the Whisper social app
I snooped for information online but was rejected.
"Lao Zhang didn't download Little Feather on his pad pro, but... things are different now!"
A shot at a gun for a gun! Yan Qing took out the thirsty 12.9-inch display and operated the pad pro skillfully and unfamiliarly. He skipped the steps of binding face authentication, Siri and other steps, and directly found the white feather icon he had been thinking about for a long time in the menu column.
app.
"There is no guest mode in the client! Are you playing with me? Are you playing with me?"
Sitting on the piano bench with Nuo Da's pad pro in his hands, Yan Qing angrily cursed at the screen.
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【Share life, discover the world.】
【account:______】
【password:______】
【register】
[Whisper - Log in and register for more fun!]
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On the dark backlit screen, the five-element characters stood out clearly.
Below the big characters, Yan Qing also noticed two lines of small characters:
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[According to the "Administrative Measures for the Internet Real-name System" of the State Council, Xiuyu must conduct double real-name authentication of users' mobile phone numbers and ID card information.]
[Login and registration constitute agreement to the User Agreement, Privacy Policy and China Unicom Certification Service Terms.]
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In the small print on the second line, the three underlined hyperlinks "User Agreement", "Privacy Policy", and "China Unicom Certification Service Terms" are all clickable.
"Why is this screen so black...I don't have much time...I have to go to the restaurant later...Didn't Xiaomei mention tourist mode before..."
After glancing at the time on the status bar at the top of the screen, Yan Qing anxiously began to randomly click on other locations on the screen, but the Whispering app was as stable as a rock and showed no response.
Yan Qing, who knew that there could be no one in his building, still looked around carefully before saying to himself: "If there is a guest mode, then the client should have a skip login button. Why doesn't this pad pro press it?
Basic Law?"
The surface was already restless, but Yan Qing was even more excited in his heart. The two villains were quarreling fiercely:
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The angel-like villain advised: "Why don't you forget it? I have been low-key and patient for fifty-three days, so why rush it?"
The devilish villain said seductively: "Don't you want to know about Wen Hong's mental journey for more than fifty days? If you can peek into her account, you can analyze a lot of information from the whispers she sent in the past."
The little angel said angrily: "Where has your sincerity and calmness gone? It is impossible for a well-educated gentleman to pry into other people's privacy."
The little devil sneered: "Didn't you feel satisfied after hiding behind Bösendorfer yesterday?"
The little angel blushed and lowered his head: "I can't help it. I'm trapped there and have no choice but to..."
The devil gave in and compromised: "How about we study this user agreement and privacy policy first?"
The little angel cheered: "Okay! Okay"
The evil villain is arrogant and successful: "Coward!"
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In his previous life, Yan Qing had never read these user agreements so seriously, and he would just click through and check the boxes without any fuss.
"Be careful with the Wannian Ship!"
He cautiously clicked on the "Whisper User Agreement" first, and after confirming that no one was around, Yan Qing whispered the terms that he felt needed to be paid attention to:
"When you register to use Xiuyu, we will verify your real name. If you refuse to provide relevant information, Xiuyu will not be able to provide you with services."
Yan Qing sighed inwardly: "The loop is closed too thoroughly. It seems there is no way around it. In other words, if you want to use Whisper, you must go through real-name authentication."
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"When you send Xiyu and use the location positioning service provided by Xiyu, we will collect your location information and device information."
Yan Qing complained: "The few whispering executives Luo Bing brought yesterday all had thick eyebrows and big eyes. I didn't expect them to be so excessive."
"As long as the real-name authentication is not made public, it is actually acceptable... Nowadays, the burden of character design is not so heavy... My role-playing has achieved great results..."
Clicking to exit the user agreement, which was still very long, Yan Qing refused to give up and clicked into the "Whisper User Privacy Agreement". He continued to read softly:
"When you use the identity authentication service provided by Xiyu, we will collect your name, ID number, occupation, and relevant identity certification information. This information is collected to complete your identity authentication."
Yan Qing thought sarcastically: "Haha, do I have to fill in the occupations of actor, singer, and music producer?"
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"Xiaoyu will protect your private information to the greatest extent. If you do not provide this information, we will not be able to provide relevant services."
Speaking carefully, Yan Qing carefully pondered the subtext: "Maximum protection, which means there is still a risk of being leaked."
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"According to the relevant regulations of the Office of the National Cyber Security and Information Technology Commission of China (hereinafter referred to as the Cyberspace Administration of China), Xiuyu has the right to proactively officially authenticate the Xiuyu accounts of public figures and register them with the Cyberspace Administration of China."
"???No wonder every time Mr. Meow reads Whisper to me, all the public figures have an official certification after them! Excuse me!"
Without hesitation, Yan Qing re-locked the screen, put the pad pro directly back into the lambskin cover, and neatly placed the leather cover on the piano keyboard cover. He chose to get up and leave.
"So I just need to register for Whisper, and they will immediately help me note the official certification of Whisper: actor, singer, Yan Qing."
After a failed spying attempt, it cannot be said that there was no gain. Yan Qing took the water cup back to the tea room, and while cleaning him up, he speculated on his predecessor's state of mind:
"Is the reason why "I" refuse to use those high-tech electronic products because I want to protect my own information security? But I am just an actor, is this necessary? Is it too much or not, or is it really like what Xiaomiao said?
What shadow?"
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"It can automatically pair the buzzing Bluetooth headphones...but the battery of the headphones is exhausted...were they once a pair?"
In the late autumn of the imperial capital, on a seemingly ordinary morning, Yan Qing walked on the stone road in the inner courtyard as usual, and thoughtfully took out his mobile phone. He looked at the small, low-resolution tft screen more and more tenderly.
"It's better to use this mobile phone. It's almost 7:50. Let's go have breakfast. I have to go out to edit "Moonlight" today."
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She managed her expression well, and when Yan Qing entered the dining room with a normal expression, Miao Miao was helping Zhang Yameng, evenly sprinkling chopped green onion into three noodle bowls.
"Brother Qing, morning! Miaomiao said that you sometimes miss the rice noodles from your hometown in southern Hunan. We will eat this today..."
Still casually tying her hair into a bun, Zhang Yameng returned the kitchen utensils to their original positions. She took off the pink bib she was wearing and smiled at Yan Qingying.
While washing her hands, Miao Miao helped Zhang Yameng claim credit and said, "Brother Qing'er, Lao Zhang specially asked her friend to bring this from Star City."
"I'll do it, don't burn it!"
With a suitably surprised expression and his usual gentlemanly demeanor, Yan Qing quickly rushed to the open kitchen platform in the center of the restaurant. He carefully placed three bowls of rice noodles neatly placed on the countertop and brought them to the table.
"Brother Qing, here is a package of vacuum-packed spicy beef, please..."
The elegant and elegant cook Lao Zhang bit her lower lip, as if she was looking for the right words to describe it.
"Covered on rice noodles, this is the way to eat breakfast in Changde, southern Hunan, not the way we eat breakfast in Liancheng and Xingcheng..."
The attentive Yan Qing did a lot of homework in advance, including some local eating habits in southern Hunan Province. He continued to popularize science: "The shape of rice noodles is also different, this is round noodles..."
Just as Yan Qing was about to continue to show off, out of the corner of his eye he noticed Zhang Yameng, who was frowning and wringing his hands, biting his lips even more. He quickly changed his sentence: "But there are always many Changde rice noodle shops in Xingcheng, and I also like to eat this."
Lao Zhang, you are serious about growing red oil rice noodles."
"Lao Zhang looks like a daughter and is attentive again early in the morning... I have done some mental preparation for what I didn't say last night. I think I can finally do something for her."
Yan Qing's hands didn't stop while his mind was spinning. He took the newly opened package of spicy beef from Miao Miao, picked up the serving chopsticks on the table, and skillfully covered the three bowls of rice noodles with incense.
Crispy spicy beef.
Usually during breakfast, Miao Miao would chirp to report work to Yan Qing or read some popular whispers, while Lao Zhang would check for any mistakes and fill in the gaps.
The atmosphere this morning was a bit abnormal. Miao Miao frequently winked at Zhang Yameng, while Lao Zhang seemed hesitant to speak. Yan Qing took the initiative to raise the topic: "I have to go to the 'office building' later. I have to go to the office building in the past two days."
After editing "Moonlight Sultry"..."
"Brother Qing'er, none of us can go with you today. Ji Xianlin transferred 20 million Chinese dollars to the Kapok Healthy Growth Fund, plus the money from Chi Yingfeng and Li Wei, I have to go there in the morning.
Lao Zhang has to accompany me to Wei Accounting Firm."
Speaking of work, Miao Miao had some suppressed excitement in her eyes:
"They were previously entrusted to supervise this special fund. In addition to purchasing musical instruments and hiring music teachers, we can do more things this year."
After saying that, Miao Miao looked at Zhang Yameng eagerly and continued to gesture her mouth to speak.
Lao Zhang said helplessly: "We are planning to go to Sister Jing's studio in the afternoon. Sister Qing has been mentioning that she wants a former colleague of mine to come over and do public relations management..."
Miao Miao rolled her eyes: "No more?"
Carefully glancing at Yan Qing's reaction, Zhang Yameng squeezed out another sentence: "Well... we still have to finalize the specific procedures for live broadcasting that episode with Sister Qing."
"I really don't understand why Lao Zhang is so coquettish...what's so embarrassing..."
Seeing that Zhang Yameng kept being secretive, Miao Miao couldn't hold it back. She picked up a piece of beef and said to Yan Qing: "It was also made yesterday afternoon. Li Hanyuan, Sister Qing has taken a liking to this girl. Her home is in Star City. Here,
Rice noodles, beef, and the girl flew to the imperial capital last night and stayed in the hotel that night."
Qiqiao Linglong's heart suddenly changed, and he linked together the abnormal aspects of Zhang Yameng during this period. Yan Qing vaguely knew the answer in his heart, and he asked with a gentle smile: "Then what?"
"Li Hanyuan had been with Lao Zhang in Shanghai for three years, and she was his most capable general. The original arrangement was to let her live in the studio, or let Yuan'er go to the West Fifth Ring Road to live with Sister Qing. After all... I... Professor Weng Huaijing...
I can’t live anywhere else…”
She swallowed the piece of spicy beef in one gulp, and without having time to chew it carefully, Miao Miao complained to Zhang Yameng, "It's all your fault and Peipei... They almost got me involved... Brother Qing'er, Lao
Zhang is worried about Yuan'er being alone...she is such a nice person..."
"It turns out that Lao Zhang was worried. I was the only one who knew the secret and regarded Li Hanyuan as her girlfriend... Is the pressure of public opinion on the LGBT community in China so great? The strong binding force of the contract, the flourishing Chinese culture atmosphere, the strange whispers... this world
Something’s not quite right…yes…bah…it’s quite right!”
A little panic arose in her heart. Yan Qing looked at Zhang Yameng with pity, who lowered his head and said nothing. He smiled softly and said: "There are still free rooms in the dormitory building. If you don't worry, you can let her live here. By the way, wait a minute."
I still have something to trouble you two about..."
Changing the topic abruptly, Zhang Yameng's reaction was also restrained and restrained. Yan just smiled brightly at him with tears in his eyes: "Okay..."
After breakfast, with the help of Miao Miao and Zhang Yameng, Yan Qing changed the films in the pull-out room into film reels that ranked among the top 250 on IMDB.
After finishing "his" works, Yan Qing aimed his studies at other outstanding film works in the world.
After sending Miao Miao and Lao Zhang to the car, Yan Qing put on his hat and sunglasses and rode an electric bike out alone.
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ps: There are still six key steps to solve the puzzle in the author's words.