Chapter 2, how can you tell that someone is gay

Yu Wenhui, who arrived home two hours later than usual, was in a particularly low mood. He turned on his computer, and his first reaction was to search for cheap mobile phones. Without a mobile phone, modern people simply cannot go about their lives, as if they have lost the ability to breathe. However, he had only graduated not long ago, and his income was not particularly high. The phone he had just lost was also newly purchased, and he really had no money to spend on another one, so he could only look for the cheapest youth version among various brands.

As Yu Wenhui pondered, he noticed that this smartphone had no visible camera, speaker, or microphone on the front. What kind of black technology enabled it to make calls? His fingers found the answer through the tactile feedback on the back. He flipped the phone over and discovered that everything that should have been on the front was indeed placed on the back. With a little imagination, one could envision that when making or receiving calls, the phone could be flipped over with the screen facing outward, revealing just how remarkably "compact" this device was. He flipped the phone over again and realized that everything that should have been on the front was indeed placed on the back. With a little imagination, one could envision that when making or receiving calls, the phone could be flipped over with the screen facing outward, revealing just how remarkably "compact" this device was.

Yu Wenhui quickly saw the recipient's name, which was himself, thus confirming that the mistake could not possibly be the courier's fault. If there was a mistake, it must be the fault of society.

He then remembered the page that offered a mobile phone for 1 yuan

Disseminating XXOO information will definitely lead to being apprehended

Yu Wenhui's hands alternated continuously, performing several hundred repetitions

As the subway arrived at the station, Yu Wenhui got off the train with twelve stops remaining before reaching home, leaving behind the phone that was still struggling to play "Let's Have Some Fun" and the remark "They are GAY".

Fortunately, his engineering-trained mind rationally reminded him that computer networks had not yet evolved to the level of delivering physical objects, which made him cautiously examine the page again. This countdown was actually the delivery countdown for the mobile phone, indicating that the delivery would arrive at his home in twenty-nine minutes and eight seconds.

Especially as he was on his way home, or in the subway in Beijing, which was so crowded that it felt like it was packed to the brim, with people as tightly packed as fish in a can, leaving no gaps whatsoever. Everyone was looking at him with strange expressions, exchanging glances that seemed to convey messages like: "Is this some gay club coming to the subway to recruit new members? What a fascinating tactic, it's rare to find such shameless promoters!"

The male passenger's face turned red, and he quietly said, "How did you tell that he is gay?"

No wonder it costs one yuan to send; such a bizarre design is clearly aimed at making the buyer lose a yuan! The delivery person is moving so fast, he must have swallowed my one yuan.

If I break another computer, I will have to eat pickled vegetables for at least three months. The losses today are already too great; I cannot afford to incur any more financial damage

It is narrow and elongated

He finally believed that he had indeed encountered a fraudulent website. As for what the other party intended to deceive him for, he had not yet determined; it might be to collect personal information, or perhaps to install malware. In any case, Yu Wenhui was not too concerned. He himself was a computer expert, and the security level of his computer was very high, making it difficult for ordinary hackers to breach. Even if it were compromised, it did not matter, as there was nothing of value on his desktop computer.

Did they really send me a phone? No, that can't be right! A phone for one yuan still requires one yuan, and I never paid a single yuan. What logic is behind this phone being given to me? Have authors nowadays started to disregard the most basic logic in their writing just to give the protagonist a cheat?

Yu Wenhui, in pain, placed his newly purchased phone on the seat in front of him. He originally intended to wedge it between the two passengers sitting closely together, but due to his overwhelming emotions, he accidentally stuffed it into the lap of one of the chubby male passengers.

Yu Wenhui's face instantly turned red; he really wanted to point at the 12 terabytes of "serious materials" stored in his eight hard drives and swear that he was as straight as an iron rod! If it weren't for the fact that the 12 terabytes of study materials were not with him, he would have impulsively revealed it to the public.

Just as he was tirelessly comparing which affordable phone offered the best value for money, almost to the point of neglecting sleep and meals, the doorbell suddenly rang. He hesitated for a moment, and although he remembered that he had not ordered takeout, had not recently purchased anything online, and certainly did not owe any money to the landlady, he still went to open the door

Yu Wenhui spat and scolded, "Damn, so fast, do you think this is a food delivery service?"

A young man dressed in a yellow delivery uniform skillfully handed over a package to him, without even asking for a signature or saying much. He didn't even inquire whether he was the recipient, and simply turned around and left with an air of nonchalance

Yu Wenhui almost smashed this computer as well, but fortunately, he was quick-witted and clicked the small icon in the upper right corner of the pop-up window, which helped him suppress this "demonic impulse"

At the very center is a mobile phone that lacks any packaging or accessories, not even a charging cable.

Yu Wenhui hesitated for a moment, attempted to fill in his address, and then saw the page switch to a countdown. He was suddenly startled, thinking he had downloaded a time bomb

Yu Wenhui took a deep breath and then feigned calmness as he said: "Whose phone is this! If no one claims it, I will just leave it on the seat!"

Yu Wenhui was complaining while throwing the corrugated paper and old newspapers into the trash can, and took out a slender mobile phone.

But ... ...

Yu Wenhui was recommended by a friend, and out of curiosity, he clicked on the link, which led to a disaster! His phone loudly played inappropriate songs, and he couldn't turn it off no matter what.

While Yu Wenhui was seriously comparing the cost-performance ratios of various thousand-yuan smartphones, an unsolicited pop-up window suddenly appeared, and the background music was surprisingly that song "Let's Have Some Fun"

The black screen is one thing, but this damned phone also turned the external volume up to the maximum, relentlessly playing a song titled: "Let's Get It On"

The screen is always black

This smartphone is surprisingly rare and exceptionally unique, featuring an unusual 21:9 aspect ratio. The front is entirely screen, with no buttons whatsoever, achieving a screen-to-body ratio of as high as 98.888 percent

Yu Wenhui was overwhelmed with curiosity about this peculiar mobile phone, so he immediately pressed the power button

Yu Wenhui stood in the wind, disheveled; it was the first time he had received such an impressive delivery

He found a paper cutter, opened the express package, and saw an exceptionally simple packaging, with a layer of corrugated paper on the outside and a bundle of old newspapers inside

This page is quite clean, and a page for entering the address quickly pops up

Is it possible that someone else's package was delivered incorrectly

This song is the new track by the famous online singer "A Bowl of Thick White Porridge"

Yu Wenhui gently stroked the computer, his affection reminiscent of a king comforting a wronged subject, yet he was drawn in by a page that prominently displayed the title: One Yuan to Get a Mobile Phone

The phone sings loudly: It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I won't turn it off, I simply won't let you shut it down

Yu Wenhui knew that this so-called mass distribution was definitely unreliable, and it might just be a garbage site for lurking viruses or Trojans, but he still couldn't help but click on it, relying on his own professional background.

As for the consequences

He truly hopes that this broken phone battery will run out, yet this phone, which usually requires a power bank to survive, has been particularly resilient this time, playing a single track on loop for over two hours, with the external volume still showing no signs of weakening