Ruyizhai

The side of the road in the light is full of metal doors embedded in the skull wall. The skull eye sockets here are light bulbs, not candles.The door was closed.There are words on the door, some simply say "use", some simply say "free", and there are electronic posters written in colorful creative fonts. The layout of these advertisements is quite particular, some are bold in color, some Draw the appearance of a person with words, that person's eyes can blink, and the mouth can move. There are also those who use words to draw clouds, rain, mountains and birds, all of which are very vivid and interesting. Those words, except Bibi It's all about "your satisfaction", "do whatever you want", "no deception", each poster must have a few unique word combinations that make people confused, Wu Xingchen just glances at them I saw "golden spicy", "not astringent", "inufu", and password-like combinations such as "xxx12", "without k", and "with k".

There is also a string of metal numbers hanging on the door frame of each door.The first room Wu Xingchen saw was 5699, followed by 235, next to 235 was 78, and after 78 was another room 2378. There was no rule to follow between the numbers, and sometimes the same number could be seen.Wu Xingchen walked all the way and saw at least three 78s.Maybe there are more 78 in the fork road that Wu Xingchen glimpsed—except for the passage from the backstage of the theater, after going deeper, Wu Xingchen will find that there are many other entrances and exits here.The tunnel extends in all directions, and the people who come and go in it have different expressions, some are aboveboard, some choose to appear as virtual images, and some wrap themselves tightly, lower their heads, and look at the road instead of people. To be clear, take a look at the electronic poster on the door. Once the room is free, they will go in. Some of them seem to be here for the first time just like Wu Xingchen. Obviously, they also know what kind of service this underground service area provides. They had no idea what those strange words on the electronic poster meant, so they couldn't help looking around, but after wandering for a while, they found their target and entered the room of their choice one by one.No one came out right away.

Wu Xingchen hasn't found No. 278 yet.When he turned his head, he could no longer see the lounge of the theater, and this time he accidentally met a red-haired man's eyes.The man was about 26 or seven years old, dressed as if he was playing a character in the 70s and 3s, wearing a felt hat, he took off the hat and nodded to Wu Xingchen, revealing the bracelet on his wrist.He also walked alone in the service area - most of the visitors in the service area were alone, Wu Xingchen only saw a pair of twin girls coming together, and they entered a room marked "x[-]" together.

Wu Xingchen quickly avoided it.

"Sir!" The red-haired man shouted, ran up to Wu Xingchen, stretched out his hand to him, handed him a business card, and said, "Hi, are you alone?"

He is a journalist named Michelle Yin.Wu Xingchen lowered his head, pretending to be looking for a business card in his pocket, his footsteps didn't stop, and even sped up, using the corner of his eyes to look for an empty room or a side road where he could escape.

Michelle said, "The layout of the advertisement here is really good, don't you think?"

Wu Xingchen whispered, "Sorry, I don't have my business card with me."

"Are you in a hurry?"

Wu Xingchen nodded.

Michelle asked, "Are you free for an interview?"

"No."

At this time, he caught a glimpse of a woman coming out from behind a door with the words "leisure time!!", and the door was not closed immediately. Wu Xingchen hurried over and walked in, blocking that Michelle outside the door.

Leisure time sounds good, Wu Xingchen was thinking about it, when a cow mooed behind him.The smell of salty milk wafts in the air.There was a patch of green grass under his feet.

Wu Xingchen turned around and looked, behind the door of "Leisure Time!!" was a vast grassland, with a gentle breeze, and in the distance, the Jungfraujoch was clearly visible, blue sky and white clouds, a school of natural scenery, not far away, you can see a In a wooden house with a red roof, a group of male milkers in denim overalls are milking a group of cows in front of the wooden house.A neon milker and a cow lie on the ground, covered in glitches from virtual projection glitches.A neon squeezer folded his hands in front of his chest, looked at him with one eyebrow pressed down, with an unhappy expression, and said, "1 excellent coins for [-] minute, but you have to wait, the customer just kicked the other side away." The cow and the neon milker have contacted the back office to fix it."

He saw the bracelet on the neon squeezer's hand, pulled up his collar to cover his face, and pushed the door hard.

The neon squeezer said again, "If you wait inside, you have to pay 150 excellent coins, or you can wait outside."

Wu Xingchen converted the exchange rate between Jijia coins, cash, and credit in his mind, and said in horror: "This fee is too high!"

The neon worker said: "It's only half a minute, you have to pay to get out when you come in."

Wu Xingchen said: "I went to the wrong room, how can I get to No. 278?"

The door couldn't be pushed open, and the neon squeezer said, "Didn't you read the advertisement on the door? Could it be the wrong way? You don't even know what your own sexual fantasies are?"

He walked behind Wu Xingchen, Wu Xingchen was sweating, and said in a low voice: "I really can't pay it, let alone thirty, I can't even pay three yuan..."

Squeezing Neon Gong said: "Don't worry, in order to maintain social stability, wanted criminals need to enjoy sex life here, don't be nervous, this is a special area."

Wu Xingchen looked at him, and the milking worker was also looking at him, looking him up and down, then, he looked back at the malfunctioning milking worker and the cow, and said, "Go this way."

He took Wu Xingchen into the red-roofed wooden house, and inside the wooden house hung some virtual cows and the skins of milking workers, of all colors.The neon squeezer took off a pair of overalls from a leather bag and let Wu Xingchen put them on, took down a cow, took out a bottle of disinfectant alcohol, sprayed a layer of transparent disinfectant gloves on Wu Xingchen's hands, led the cow, Take him back to the grassland.The malfunctioning cow and workers were gone, and the neon squeezer motioned Wu Xingchen to kneel where they were lying on one knee, and said, "There is no loss-making business here, you have to pay when you come in, but just in time for the virtual projection There is a malfunction, look at these projections, that bitch's kick is terrible."

He pointed to the backs of the group of milking workers and cows who worked hard and remained unmoved by the outside world. Wu Xingchen looked over, and saw some jagged patterns appearing on their backs, and their movements seemed a little stiff.

The neon squeezer said: "Until the restoration is completed, you have to help with the guests, and you will be paid."

Wu Xingchen thought for a while, he could wait for the next guest to come in and escape, but he broke in by himself, and he would feel sorry if this escape caused the neon squeezer any trouble, And it doesn't look like the neon squeezer is going to report to the police.

Are there really many wanted criminals here?

The neon squeezer said again: "When you are facing customers, what you have to do is actually very simple."

He asked Wu Xingchen: "Do you know what it is?"

Wu Xingchen looked at the cow, looked at his hands wearing transparent sterile gloves, and said, "Help the guests hide their hands?"

The neon milker laughed and patted him: "This is a K-room, of course it is for milking! This is a real cow! If you don't milk it, it will get sick!"

There was also a real cow on the grass. Wu Xingchen had never done milking work before. The milker took the other real cow and showed Wu Xingchen a few times before he learned it. The two of them squeezed like this for a while But there was no one to patronize, so the squeezer took a long stick, checked it into a tin bucket filled with fresh milk, and drank a couple of sips.He asked Wu Xingchen: "Are you sure you want to go to 278?"

Wu Xingchen nodded like pounding garlic.The neon squeezer said: "It is estimated that it will be restored in 10 minutes and 30 seconds."

Wu Xingchen still nodded, and his hands became heavy. The cow swept its tail and took two steps to the side. The milker pulled the cow back, stroked its back, and comforted it for a while. The cow then behaved He returned to Wu Xingchen's side.

Wu Xingchen asked, "Is this also a kind of special letter service?"

"of course."

"Is this your home?"

"This is a virtual sightseeing map of the Alps." After a while, the squeeze worker said, "This is where I go to work."

"What do the numbers on the door mean?"

"The number of the special letter service demand registered in the register." The squeeze worker said, "You have so many questions."

Wu Xingchen asked more questions: "Registered? Which company do you belong to? Different companies? Why do the same numbers appear repeatedly?"

The neon squeezer said: "It belongs to the Private Life Division of the Ministry of Social Services."

"Are you an official organization of the alliance?" Wu Xingchen was taken aback.

"You know there was a general saying a long time ago?"

Wu Xingchen said, "You mean a civil servant?"

The neon squeezer laughed and patted him: "Are you an archaeologist?" He rubbed his chin and said, "Look at your uncoordinated hands and feet...a linguist?"

Wu Xingchen said: "That is to say, there are more than 600 special letter service needs registered in the register?"

At one time, there were more than 600 human languages.

"The exact number is not clear. Do you know the history of No. 121, archaeologist?"

Wu Xingchen pointed to the ground: "You mean here?"

The neon squeezer said: "K star east 3010 south 675 in 6754, a 16-year-old food supervision scientist was watching an animated teaching video in "How Milk Gets to Everyone's Refrigerator" at the 3rd minute and 2rd second At that time, there was an urge to wake up, the yin wave rose, and after [-] minutes, the snake appeared."

"The video shows a scene of squeezing neon?"

The neon squeezer nodded.

"What about the history of number 278?"

"Then you have to ask the waiter at 278!"

Wu Xingchen sized up the worker: "There is no such thing as a special letter service in the academy..."

"You also know?"

This really confused Wu Xingchen, how many subjects are there in the academy?In short, anyone who has a job must have studied in the academy, and everyone in the academy must be able to find a job.The college is too big, no matter from the teaching building to the dormitory, or to the library, the cafeteria is transported by a special car. Except for group activities, there is almost no communication between students. Every student in the college pays close attention to every minute and every second of study , their duty is to study, and as adults, they naturally have a lot of time to socialize after leaving the academy.

But what kind of talent is required for special letter service?A talent for pleasing others and reading people's minds?

The neon squeezer suddenly kicked Wu Xingchen, he came back to his senses, a gray-haired middle-aged man came in, he took off his clothes as soon as he came in, Wu Xingchen concentrated on squeezing the neon, without raising his head, squeezing The neon worker also didn't say a word.The man walked around them first, and then he began to pet the cow, drink milk through a straw, stroke the swollen breast of the cow, and cry on the cow.

So warm, so warm, the man cried.

Wu Xingchen got goosebumps all over his body, he secretly glanced at the milking worker, there was no expression on his face, he just focused on taking care of the cows.

The middle-aged man had cried enough, his voice became hoarse, and he lay sprawled on the grass. He didn't have any waves or snakes, he just lay like a flesh-colored bug curled up in his fur.

The man seemed to be asleep, and when Wu Xingchen filled a tin bucket with milk, he got up, wiped his face, got dressed, swiped his wristband behind the metal door, and went out.

The faulty virtual image has also been repaired, and the squeeze worker and Wu Xingchen said: "The 278 closest to here is at the next intersection and turn left."

Wu Xingchen changed out of his overalls, but the cow felt a little bit reluctant to part with him, and followed him to the door.The neon milker whistled, and the cow mooed, but didn't go back, Wu Xingchen touched its forehead.

The neon squeezer said, "Wait a minute."

He gave him the bucket of milk that Wu Xingchen squeezed out.

Wu Xingchen laughed.The neon squeezer raised his chin, wiped his hands on the overalls, and said, "At least I won't be hungry when I'm running."

Wu Xingchen walked out of "Leisure Time!!", and he followed the neon squeezer's instructions to the door of a room numbered 278.The room is empty.But he wasn't sure if this was the one he was looking for. It might be one of the many No. 278. He looked at the advertisement on the door. It was written in ordinary cursive script without typography at all: Bao Jun is satisfied , non-smoking area, both elegant and popular, singing and dancing.

There is no exclamation point, you can smoke, it does have the meaning of Ruyizhai, but singing and dancing...

"Hey, sir!"

Just when Wu Xingchen was hesitating, the reporter shouted again.Haunted!Wu Xingchen shivered, and hurried into 278, complaining in his heart: Shouldn't journalists be sitting at their desks writing news?Why do you have such free time to run around, grabbing people and going to visit?Besides, how does interviewing belong to the job scope of journalists?That is the job of the main opinion person of the ruling party of the coalition, interviewing politicians of the same party, politicians of other parties, interviewing the public, and listening to various suggestions for party and government construction.

The house was quiet.