Double Life: My whole world is you

The man at the Internet cafe simply replied coldly, "It's already ranked fifth on Weibo."

Hearing his words, Cheng Qiao quickly returned to her computer and clicked on Weibo. The first four posts on Weibo were about the Beijing Olympics, and the fifth post was about the "512" Wenchuan earthquake. Cheng Qiao's heart trembled when she saw it. She immediately moved the mouse and clicked in. There were animations that restored some scenes of the Wenchuan earthquake. Cheng Qiao's heart trembled slightly. This was the organization she had found. At the end of the article, there were a few big red words, please forward it to the compatriots in Wenchuan!!!

She saw that the number of likes reached 51.2 and the number of comments also exceeded 512. The comments were divided into four categories: one was worshipping the boss, one was cursing, and the other was watching the show. But when Cheng Qiao saw the last category, she felt the significance of the article posted by the author. The one with the most likes was "I am in Wenchuan. Whether it is true or not, I will take away everyone around me the day before 50. If it is true, I will come back and kneel down. If it is not true, just think of it as us playing a game with the blogger." Cheng Qiao saw that the number of likes exceeded 2007, and there were some similar comments in the comments. She was very happy. At least thousands or tens of thousands of people in Wenchuan saw this. They dragged the people around them to leave two days ago and took away valuables. How much loss would they have to save! Cheng Qiao liked the comment at the end to increase the popularity of the link. Until she clicked all the hot ones, she was reminded that there were only ten minutes left. She looked at her watch and it was almost eleven o'clock. It was still early, so she decided to add another hour. She followed the blogger whose name was "Predictions are Incredible". She clicked on his homepage. He registered in October last year and had a total of 12 dynamics. At first, he predicted a few stocks, and many people made a lot of money by leaving comments. In December 512, he predicted a snowstorm, and then some knowledge about the snowstorm. In February, he predicted two stocks, and some people made a lot of money by leaving comments. From March, he began to slowly predict earthquakes. At the end of April, several links directly pointed to Wenchuan. The one Cheng Qiao saw was the latest one on May 512st, with the title " Wenchuan Earthquake". In just a few hours, it rushed into the top five. She always felt an indescribable weirdness. She exited Weibo and searched for "Wenchuan Earthquake" on other homepages, but couldn't find anything. She even changed several engines and it was the same. She entered Weibo again and saw the fifth " Wenchuan Earthquake" standing proudly. Then she realized where her weirdness came from.

Weibo is just an entertainment media, and no mainstream media reported it. This proves that the person who broke the prophecy has high status and power. He just wants people to see it, but does not want to cause panic.

Cheng Qiao smiled as she recalled the countermeasures she had come up with. She wanted to contact the government in Wenchuan first. If they didn't believe her at all, she would buy a ticket to go there. Even if she was considered a psychopath or a lunatic, she would still go there. Compared with the great god on Weibo, she felt that her idea was stupid. She sincerely thanked the great god. Although they were both reborn, she didn't have much ability, but someone did it. As long as she could save those hundreds of thousands of people, she would be very happy.

She spent that hour liking and commenting, and she didn't say any details because she didn't want to disrupt the rhythm of the great god.

After two hours, it was already twelve o'clock. She did not renew the contract. She knew that someone was very happy to have done this, but no one shared it. She first went to the park for a walk and then came to the bookstore in the same city. It was impossible to buy books, so she took a copy of "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" and sat in a corner to read. She felt a little hungry, but the story was attractive. She looked at the time. It was still early, so she decided to read for another hour before going back. She was immersed in the book unconsciously until a crisp voice rang out, "Cheng Qiao, why are you here?"

She put down the book, rubbed her eyes and looked over. It was Cheng Hui and her good friend Wang Wei, followed by an unfamiliar girl and two boys. She smiled at them and said, "What a coincidence?"

"Hey, are you alone? Where is your Cheng Xia?" Cheng Hui asked curiously.

"She had something to do today, so I came to town alone."

"If I had known that your Cheng Xia would abandon you." Cheng Xia walked to her side and looked through her notebook, "I would have accepted you."

"Haha! If I had known earlier, I would have come to you." Cheng Qiao looked at her watch. It was already half past three. She was no longer hungry.

"You went to the bookstore to read books by yourself?" Wang Wei smacked his lips, "You are indeed a good student."

"That's not the case. I just came here for something." Cheng Qiao said, "Are you guys going home after shopping?"

"Let's go back! I'm so tired after playing all day." Cheng Hui finished selecting the notebook and prepared to pay.

Cheng Qiao wrote down the title of the book and the page number she had read on a piece of paper, put the book away and followed them out. The Tongcheng Bookstore was very close to the station, only three or four hundred meters away, and they were lucky enough to run into a moving bus just as they arrived at the station. Students were half price, 50 cents per person. Cheng Hui and the others got off at Qiaozhong Primary School, and Cheng Qiao said goodbye to them and got off at the intersection of Qiaozhong Middle School. At this time, she didn't know whether it was because she saw the canteen or she was really hungry, her stomach was singing the empty city plan again. She looked at the dozens of minutes left on the journey and decided to buy something to eat while walking. In the end, her experience was that instant noodles were cost-effective. At this time, Beijing instant noodles were 70 cents, and Jinbawang instant noodles were 50 cents. She decisively chose Jinbawang, although Beijing instant noodles were more suitable for dry eating, and the extra ten yuan her grandmother gave her in the morning had been used up. She ate while walking, immersed in her own world, "It still tastes like the one in my memory, so delicious, so happy!"

At this time, on a computer at the back of the Blue Sky Internet Cafe, a boy wearing headphones was chatting with someone while typing in code. A message from HK-1 appeared in the dialog box, "You have already made it to the top five. What are you going to do next?"

[Please share more earthquake knowledge.] The boy answered quickly.

[Didn't you dream of a specific time?] HK-1 continued to ask.

[There is still time, maybe I will dream about it suddenly.] The boy replied with a chuckle.

The other party did not answer, but the boy typed the code faster. He stopped and replied to the other party, "Happy cooperation, I have something to write down in advance." After sending it, he posted an edited earthquake survival knowledge on Weibo and then logged out of QQ, but immediately typed the code more seriously and faster. After 40 or 50 minutes, he pressed the last enter key and said with a chuckle, "Done."

At this time, Wang Leehom's "Only" was playing on his headphones. He listened to the song quietly and took off his headphones. He looked at the time and it was 4:50. The computer had been restored to normal. He went to the front desk, greeted the staff and walked out. The sun was setting, but he had been sitting in the Internet cafe all day and still blocked the sun with his hands for ten seconds before walking towards the bicycle. He touched his stomach after eating two buns at six in the morning and said, "There are still 40 minutes left. Let's go find something to eat first."

At this time, Cheng Qiao had just arrived at Chengliang Bay. Although traveling alone was a bit lonely, it was also a new kind of enjoyment...