you are a star

After the unrestrained words were transmitted, the black chat box on the computer desktop flickered and then disappeared.

Contact was forcibly blocked by the other party.

Liang Feicheng grabbed the leftovers of the mouse, and his lips curled into an indifferent arc.

Have you been annoyed seeing him for a long time?
Ah.

There was only one dim light turned on in the room, which made his handsome face even more gloomy and cold.

It didn't know when it started to drizzle outside again, and the whole clean and bright glass window was filled with water vapor.

He leaned back in his chair, knocked out the last cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it.

He stared at the computer desktop deeply and deeply, as if he wanted to find out the perpetrator through this thin screen.

For more than a year, Underworld God's progress was faster and more terrifying than he imagined.

A genius who truly belongs in the online world.

But it happened to be against him!
He lit a cigarette with his finger, and the ash fell, and he looked at the spark between his fingers, a certain light was like the light of a fire, flickering on and off.

After a while, Xiao Jiu knocked on the door and came in with a bowl of noodles in his hand, "Young Master San, you haven't eaten yet, you should eat before going to bed."

Liang Feicheng didn't say no, so Xiao Jiu took the noodles and put them on the table. He glanced at the shattered mouse, his expression normal.

It seems to have become accustomed to it.

But there were thousands of waves in his heart.

Because it is too rare to see San Shao get so angry, the man has always been happy and angry, and there is no big emotional ups and downs. Only when it comes to Qiao Nan's affairs, he often loses control of his emotions.

Only Qiao Nan can affect his emotions, and it can even be said that he can control his emotions.

But the fact that Hades did this time is too wicked.

It is reasonable for the third young master to be so angry, and the underworld god has angered the third young master.

Liang Feicheng held the chopsticks with slender fingers like jade. When he picked up the noodles, his gaze paused, and he turned his head and asked, "Lao Bai's birthday is coming soon."

Xiao Jiu nodded, "The day after tomorrow."

"Are you going back?"

Liang Feicheng said coldly, "Let's see the old man's condition first."

"Yes."

……

Qiao Nan looked away from the computer screen, turned his head and glanced at the silver-clad community, there was a layer of snow outside after a night of snow.

It seems that this century-old city has been covered with a layer of solemnity and solemnity.

The room was well heated, she moved her bare feet, and glanced sideways at the Pomeranian circling on the ground.

It had already finished eating the can, sticking out its small tongue to lick the sticky food residue on its nose, with a pair of big black eyes open, and a round head like a ball.

It's so cute it's heart-wrenching.

She stepped on the ground with bare feet and hugged Hiromi.

She didn't think of giving it a name last night, touched its neck, but didn't find the sign with the name on it, so she raised it higher than her head, with a smirk on her face. laugh.

"Are you a male dog or a bitch?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the sound of puppy.

She smiled awkwardly, "Forget it, I can't tell the difference between male and female, so I will call you..."

She glanced around, but didn't think of what to call it, and finally fixed her eyes on the teacup on the table filled with cool boiled water, and said, "I'll call you Chacha from now on."

The Pomeranian barked twice, not knowing whether he liked it or not.

She put Chacha on the ground and let it play by itself, got up and went to the kitchen, first warmed up the traditional Chinese medicine for herself, and drank the medicine while the millet porridge was boiling in the pot.

Still as painful as ever.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the fruit candies sent by Yu Wenzhou, peeled one and put it in his mouth, the sweetness covered the taste buds, slowly covering up the bitterness.

Thinking of Yu Wenzhou, she frowned again.

After breakfast, she went back to bed to catch up on sleep. She barely slept last night, and when she returned to the cage, she slept until the afternoon. If it wasn't for Yanxi's phone call, she should have slept longer.

"What's wrong?" She had just woken up, and she hadn't drank water for such a long time, her voice was a little hoarse.

Yan Xi on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and worried: "Have you caught a cold?"

She cleared her throat, turned over and sat up, stretched herself, and said, "No, I'm sleeping."

Yanxi said enviously, "You are free, but I am too busy."

"Why are you so busy when you just came back from a business trip?" Qiao Nan glanced at the time displayed on the electronic clock, it turned out that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and she had slept for so long.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Xi complained: "Last night, I didn't know what Liang's new software was doing, but it even created a virus, which caused the network paralysis in Yanjing City, and our company was also affected. No, the whole company Everyone here is very busy, so I'll call you while I'm in the bathroom."

Qiao Nan wondered why Yanxi's voice echoed a little, so it turned out to be in the bathroom.

She chuckled, and then realized that the instigator of this disaster was herself.

Immediately, he didn't know whether to laugh or feel sorry for Yanxi.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, just about to say something.

Yanxi said in a hurry: "I still have a lot of things to do. Not only me, but even my boss is no exception. They all work overtime, so I can't have dinner with you tonight. Let's meet again on the weekend the day after tomorrow."

As soon as Qiao Nan's good words rolled out of his throat, Yanxi hung up the phone, one can imagine how busy he was.

Yanxi hurried back to the secretary's office, sat down in his seat, and saw a tall and straight man with a pair of glasses coming out of the elevator.

She and the other secretaries stood up one after another, "Young Master Jing."

This is in the company, not in the school. Jing Rong is naturally used to being called this, not Professor Jing.

He entered Yu Wenzhou's office as if he had entered no one's land, and he didn't even need to knock on the door, but his good upbringing made him knock on the door three times before opening the door and entering.

At that time Yu Wenzhou was processing documents with his head down, and he caught a glimpse of him from the corner of the eye, "It's just in time, this time the virus has made people panic, those people in the network department can't match you, you should see if there are any loopholes. "

Jing Rong didn't speak, walked to the coffee table and sat down, picked up the laptop on it and turned it on.

Skillfully and quickly checked the firewall of Yu Wenzhou's company, and after a few minutes, he said in a hoarse voice: "Unless it is Liang Feicheng and Mingshen, no one can attack your company's intranet, not even me."

Yu Wenzhou was originally signing, but after hearing this sentence, he looked up at him meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

Jing Rong turned his gaze back to the computer screen again, and said in a deep voice, "Someone has patched the firewall of your company's intranet, and his ability is higher than mine. If I guess correctly, it should be Mingshen."