Chapter 282 Not Registered

There won’t be a next time.

There won't be a next time.

She and Feng Ling are in different cities, and it is difficult for them to have any intersection in work or life. Today's dinner together is a rare opportunity, and it is unknown when the next dinner together will be.

"It's okay. Work is more important. Go and get busy." Feng Ling was completely unaware of Pei Xianjue's sadness. He waved his hand and said, "I didn't eat well this time. I'll treat you again later."

"Okay." Pei Xianjue responded quickly and left the restaurant's private room with the buns.

The inspection team had to respond quickly, so she didn't have time to continue chatting with Feng Ling.

After Pei Xianjue and Baozi left in a hurry, Feng Ling looked at the table full of food and sighed. He raised his hand and rubbed Huangfu Miaomiao's head beside him, saying, "Eat. After that, we'll go back to Qingjiang."

Huangfu Miaomiao looked up and asked Feng Ling: "Aren't you going to wait for them to come back?"

"By the time they finish their work, the food is cold." Feng Ling said, holding the chopsticks, "Every time we find a contaminated object or an alien species, it's very troublesome. The monitoring team has to eliminate the target first, and then stay at the scene until the cleaning team comes in. They can leave, and they also have to write reports and so on. They are very busy, and I guess they don't have time to eat with us."

Huangfu Miaomiao nodded and continued eating, saying, "There are very few contaminated bodies outside the maze now, so the inspectors' work shouldn't be too busy in the future."

Feng Ling said in a cold tone: "Contaminated bodies are points for aliens. The number of contaminated bodies has decreased. If the aliens don't earn enough points, they will target the inspectors and the maze. I think they will be busier in the future and in a more dangerous situation."

Pollutants, inspectors, and hunters are all monsters in the eyes of players, but inspectors are the hardest to kill. If there are players who are in urgent need of points, they might take risks.

Huangfu Miaomiao didn't want to talk more about this topic, fearing that she would get into trouble.

For a moment, the only sound in the private room was the clatter of cups and plates.

Feng Ling felt bored and picked up his phone to watch videos.

Almost all the recent popular videos are related to Xu Yiming. He became a little famous right after the press conference. Several of his speech shots were repeatedly edited and spliced ​​by marketing accounts, and matched with various trendy soundtracks, which made him quite popular.

Feng Ling couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the familiar face, "Why does he look a little different from in real life... He doesn't wear makeup, does he? Tsk, has his skin been covered with concealer, and his eyebrows seem to have been trimmed... Hehe, I'm going to take a screenshot and send it to him."

Feng Ling felt a sense of mischief and took a screenshot, ready to send it to Xu Yiming.

But the dense barrage blocked Xu Yiming's face.

Feng Ling wanted to take another screenshot and was looking for the button to close the barrage when he caught a glimpse of Pei Xianjue's name.

"what?"

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then flipped through the posts casually. Almost all of them were insults to Pei Xianjue, with a few replies from Pei Xianjue's fans mixed in.

She was a little puzzled and didn't understand why someone would curse Pei Xianjue under Xu Yiming's video, since they were obviously two unrelated people.

Driven by curiosity, Feng Ling searched the Internet for the complete video replay of the press conference and clicked directly into the comment section. Sure enough, the most popular comments were all related to Pei Xianjue.

Some people said that Feng Ling saw Pei Xianjue's true face, some people said that she had broken up with Pei Xianjue, and some people said that she deliberately did not make an appointment with Pei Xianjue when she entered the maze for the second time because she was once looked down upon by Pei Xianjue's mother.

Feng Ling thought: What an amazing imagination! I have never even seen Pei Xianjue’s mother.

But after reading them one by one, I finally figured out the cause and effect.

"No wonder..." Feng Ling muttered.

No wonder she felt that Pei Xianjue was not as lively as before today. It turned out that he was worried about something.

It’s just a trivial matter, really.

Feng Ling activated the camera function on his phone and took a picture of the empty seat where Pei Xianjue had sat, ready to prove that there was no conflict between him and Pei Xianjue.

But if you want to prove it, it’s useless to just post the photos in your circle of friends. You have to post them on the social software with the largest traffic.

Feng Ling downloaded the software from the app store with disdain, then patiently registered and filled in the information, and wrote Feng Ling as her nickname.

Such an uncommon name actually has duplicates. I randomly typed "Feng Ling 123", "Feng Ling 666", "Feng Ling Ben Ling", and they all have the same name.

Feng Ling angrily typed, "If I hadn't registered the name Feng Ling, I wouldn't have known there were so many people with the same name as me" -

registration success.

Feng Ling was shocked. She was just acting on impulse!

Click Edit Nickname.

The system prompts that it can only be modified after 3 months, but members can modify their nicknames without restrictions. The membership activation link is displayed at the bottom of the interface.

"This crappy software!" Feng Ling felt that it was completely reasonable for her to hate it!

Damn.

There's no other way, I'll just have to make do with this.

Feng Ling posted a photo with the following text: I was halfway through my meal when I had to go on a mission. The work at the Supervisory Bureau is really hard. I can only arrange a meal with you next time~
Then @沛仙珏 and add her as a friend.

After finishing this task, Feng Ling looked at Huangfu Miaomiao: "Are you full?"

"Yeah, I'm full." Huangfu Miaomiao wiped her mouth.

Feng Ling glanced at the half-eaten dishes on the table, stood up and said, "Let's go back to Qingjiang."

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After Pei Xianjue completed the mission, he returned to the Supervisory Bureau to report the situation. By the time everything was done, he was completely disheartened.

I felt so stupid that I missed the great opportunity to take a photo with Feng Ling because of my momentary confusion.

It's too late now, it's too late.

Now we have to rethink our countermeasures.

Because he didn't want to see the negative comments online, Pei Xianjue didn't open the social software he usually used. He only opened the software to take a look when he was about to go to bed late at night.

I was stunned at first sight.

She stared at the photo for more than ten seconds, then sat up suddenly from the bed and looked carefully at the nickname of the user who posted the photo -

"If I hadn't registered the name Feng Ling, I wouldn't have known that there are so many people with the same name as me."

This should be Feng Ling, right?
It's her! It has to be!

Pei Xianjue's heart was pounding, and when he looked at the number of views on the photo Feng Ling posted, he couldn't help but laugh.

Only a dozen.

After laughing, I felt a warm feeling in my heart and my eyes were a little hot.

She knew that Feng Ling was doing this to help her out, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly registered an account just to post such a photo.

Pei Xianjue cautiously followed the new account, then reposted it with a reply: Wow wow wow wow I just finished my work, I'm so hungry! Seeing the photo makes me even hungrier!
Pei Xianjue’s account is a supreme VIP with millions of fans.

As soon as she forwarded it, the number of views exploded instantly!

Pei Xianjue's fans immediately forwarded the post, and were as happy as if it was a holiday: I said my little Pei has not fallen out! She and Feng Ling have always been friends, please respect yourself, haters.

Some netizens with a strong spirit of exploration left messages under Feng Ling's account, asking:

Are you really Feng Ling?