you you don't come here

Chapter 3 Rescue the lonely boy (3)

Withered Wood Spring: Isn't that bad?In fact, you don’t need to fall in love to become strong and cheerful, right?You can also communicate with friends.

Qin Ge had just finished typing on the keyboard, and within a minute of sending it, Ye Zhan's message came, and it was a long paragraph!

Wild Dogs on the Run: Making friends can only be superficial. When falling in love, you can have courage for your girlfriend, you can become strong to protect your girlfriend, and you can work hard for the future of yourself and your girlfriend!
Qin Ge's heart is pounding right now, this is the magic power of online dating, why is he chatting so excitedly?

Could it be a virtual stimulus?

Qin Ge is old and can't understand this kind of online dating anymore.

Putting down his phone, Qin Ge stood up to take a sip of water and continued to brainwash Ye Zhan.

"Ding dong."

The chat message appeared again. Qin Ge turned on the phone and saw that the water in his mouth hadn't been taken off yet. When he saw this message, he sprayed it out!

Wild dog on the loose: Your silence and not rejecting me means that you agree~Then I will call you my wife~
Qin Ge wailed, who will save me!

When the loveless Qin Ge clicked on the message box again, he found that Ye Zhan's screen name had been changed.

It’s called “The little puppy that someone is hurting (please don’t disturb someone if you have someone to care for)”

Qin Ge complained fiercely in his heart!This is not mainstream!Where are the students in the third year of high school, they are obviously elementary school students!
Dead Wood Spring: In fact, we can just be friends, and friends can also motivate each other by praising and encouraging each other.

The little milk dog that someone loves: Don't you like me?I'm autistic...

Qin Ge almost fainted while helping his forehead, this guy still knows threats?
Kumu Fengchun: I think you are very good.

The little milk dog that someone loves: Thank you for your wife's praise (knead your little grandma.jpg)

Qin Ge covered his nose and felt hot. Is online dating so exciting?

Withered wood in spring: My wife is so twisted, just call me Dead Wood.

Qin Ge felt that he was a little ecstatic after being teased.

The little milk dog that someone loves: Baby?sweetheart?small cake?Kiss?Xiaomumu?Xiaochunchun?

Qin Ge: ...want to commit suicide.

Dead wood blooms: It’s very late, go to bed early, don’t stay up late, wish you sweet dreams~
The little milk dog that someone loves: Thank you wife, good evening~
Putting down his phone, Qin Ge didn't dare to say good night again, for fear that Ye Zhan would say another nasty word.

One o'clock in the morning.

Ye Zhan operated the keyboard in front of the computer with a cold face, and the Lianliankan on the interface turned into block-shaped programming codes one after another in an instant.

His face became more stern, and Ye Zhan programmed viruses of varying degrees of intrusion into each Lianliankan grid, like a minesweeper.

Ye Zhan suddenly thought of spring on a dead tree, since you can't find your IP, at least you have to follow the routine who you are!

"Drip drip!"

The qq window automatically pops up, and the Lianliankan game is cracking the virus designed by hackers. There are a total of 126 viruses with different intrusion levels. It only took Ye Zhan two days to crack all the Lianliankan virus designed by one of the powerful old hackers in the group .

Ye Zhan uploaded the new Lianliankan game designed by himself, and also set up a virus to explode the torpedo. If the virus is not completed within the specified time, the virus will explode and automatically enter the server, completely paralyzing the computer operated by the hacker and cannot be reversed.

Uploaded successfully.

At this time, the qq message appeared again.

Kindergarten top student: Z, do you have a date?

Ye Zhan didn't have a chance, so he just closed the message.

Kindergarten high-achieving student: The one who is worthy of you is probably not a human being, not... a transvestite, right?

(End of this chapter)