Dressed as a male insect, but suffering

"Hey!" Li Yibao came to Wu Yang's side and asked in a low voice: "Cousin, are you interested in that female insect?" After saying that, he pointed in An Ran's direction with his chin.

Li Yibao thought he had used the smallest possible voice, but most of the insects in the classroom were female insects with excellent hearing, and they basically all heard what Li Yibao said.

The female insects did not react on the surface, but they secretly increased their energy, waiting attentively and anxiously for Wu Yang to give an answer.

Especially An Ran, the protagonist in the conversation, and the teacher who had just offended An Ran.

Wu Yang glanced at Li Yibao, somewhat confused, so he asked sincerely: "What do you mean?"

"You like him, so why are you helping him out?" Li Yibao looked like he saw through everything. "That female insect is really good-looking. If you like him..."

Li Yibao chuckled twice and gave Wu Yang a look that said you understand.

Wu Yang waved to Shao Li to come over. Shao Li bent down obediently and prepared to listen to Wu Yang's instructions attentively.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yang snatched the fruit from Shao Li's hand without saying a word. The next second, the fruit was stuffed into Li Yibao's mouth.

“Hmm…” Li Yibao widened his eyes.

Wu Yang waved his hand and let Shao Li leave.

Wu Yang held a pen in his hand and thought, how likely is it that An Ran was planted by Bie Chong, and how likely is it that she was planted by Jiang Yan.

I spent an entire class thinking about this without realizing it.

The sound of ding-dong is crisp, it is the bell for the end of get out of class.

Fortunately, the teacher didn’t have the habit of staying after class, so he left after the bell rang.

After the teacher left, the little female insects who had been thinking for the whole class swarmed around Wu Yang. They opened their beautiful big eyes and asked Wu Yang in a sincere voice: "Sir, can we exchange contact information?"

Wu Yang looked at the group of insects around him and fell into silence.

Shao Li finished eating the fruit, and his eyesight, which had not been online for a long time, finally returned. He took a step forward and stood in front of Wu Yang, taking a defensive stance.

"Sir, it is a fate that we are assigned to the same class. Let's exchange contact information so that we can inform each other if anything happens in the future." A bold little female insect shouted.

Inform each other?

An idea suddenly occurred to Wu Yang.

If you want to convey messages, it is most convenient to create a chat group.

But the Zerg Empire doesn't seem to have such a thing as a chat group, they don't even have chat software.

Their optical computer number is equivalent to a mobile phone number, and they can use this number to make voice and video calls.

In fact, this is equivalent to the Zerg being in contact with each other using phone numbers all the time. To Wu Yang, this is unfamiliar, but the Zerg's optical computer is convenient and fast, and video and voice can be transmitted very clearly across galaxies. What is even more magical is that there is no delay in its cross-galaxy communication, and it can almost synchronize the actions and sounds of both parties at the time.

You know, this is not across provinces, nor across planets, but across galaxies. This kind of information dissemination technology makes Wu Yang admire and even fear it.

Back to Wu Yang, such smooth communication has, to a certain extent, reduced Wu Yang's perception that the optical computer number is the same as the phone number.

A sudden flash of inspiration made Wu Yang think of group chat.

He had no knowledge of chat software, and had been in the Zerg for so long, and saw that everyone communicated directly using the optical computer number, so he did not delve into the specific circumstances. However, it made him think of a problem, that is, the communication fee of the optical computer number was actually not low, much higher than text messages. Even in the era when text messages were the most expensive, it was not even one-tenth of the current communication fee of the optical computer number.

Especially the cost of interstellar communications is outrageously high.

Wu Yang didn’t care about it before, thinking that it was normal for an interstellar journey to be a bit more expensive.

Now think about it, why couldn't he make a chat app.

I don't cross galaxies or planets, I stay on the same planet to minimize communication costs.

Inspiration was about to strike, and Wu Yang figured out everything in a flash. In the eyes of other insects, Wu Yang was just stunned for a moment.

Once you have an idea, ask around first.

Wu Yang asked tentatively: "Classmates do need to communicate frequently. Since we need to communicate frequently, is there any way to set up a group chat in our class?"

As soon as Wu Yang finished speaking, a little female insect immediately said, "Do you mean to register for the permanent association?"

Wu Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the little female insect, showing an expression of approval.

What a joke! It was the first time he heard the term "Changxie" and he didn't understand it at all. He could only pretend and let the other party speak.

The little female insect received Wu Yang's feedback and immediately began to explain: "My female father uses Changxie the most at work. It not only has a chat group, but also has file transfer and backup storage functions."

Isn't this what it is?

Wu Yang thought so.

But then again, since there is a chat software and it sounds quite convenient to use, why hasn’t it been promoted?

Wu Yang felt confused, but did not show it on his face. He planned to look up some information when he got home.

At this moment, Tan Buyan, who was sitting next to Wu Yang, squeezed into the circle of female insects with difficulty and patted Wu Yang on the shoulder.

Wu Yang turned to look at him. Tan Buyan smiled shyly with a blush on his face, as if he was a little embarrassed. He said to Wu Yang, "Do you want to set up a chat group?"

Wu Yang nodded.

Tan Buyan pursed his lips, and then he said to Wu Yang as if he had made a great decision: "I, when I was bored before, I made a chat room software. From the current point of view, it should be stable..."

At this point, Tan Buyan's voice gradually became smaller, revealing his extreme lack of confidence.

Such an uncertain attitude would make the person listening to him doubt him to the greatest extent, but Wu Yang thought about it and felt that Tan Buyan was a very good person.

For Wu Yang, Tan Buyan is the pillow sent by God when he is sleepy.

He didn't expect the system made by Tan Buyan to be perfect, but having something ready-made on hand would save Wu Yang from having to start from scratch.

Putting on a friendly smile, Wu Yang said to Tan Buyan: "That's great. Since Tan already has a ready-made one, we don't have to go through the trouble of applying for it."

When Tan Buyan heard this, his eyes, which had just shifted away, suddenly focused on Wu Yang. His eyes lit up, but he still spoke with lack of confidence. He said, "I made this myself, so there may be many problems..."

"It's okay. If there are any problems, everyone will give you feedback, and then you can modify it." Wu Yang said: "Since you can build the program, you should be able to continue to improve it."

Tan Buyan looked at Wu Yang in surprise, then nodded heavily.

Li Yibao was not happy with this. He also squeezed into the swarm of insects and snorted disdainfully: "What good things can a student like you make? I'm afraid it won't take more than three seconds..."

Wu Yang patted Li Yibao and looked at him with disapproval.

Li Yibao curled his lips and snorted in dissatisfaction.

Wu Yang turned around and said to Tan Buyan with a smile, "Please forgive my cousin for his bad temper."

When Li Yibao heard Wu Yang admit that he was his cousin, his dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared, and he even felt a little secretly happy.

Wu Yang took Tan Buyan's hand and said, "Student Tan, it's settled then. The chat group in our class will use the program you wrote."

"it is good."

In this way, under Wu Yang's mobilization, all the students in the class installed the program made by Tan Buyan on the optical computer.

Soon, the first problem with Tan Buyan's program emerged.

Incompatible with some devices.

Tan Buyan looked at the program that could not be run on a classmate's computer, pursed his lips, and looked a little disappointed.

The little female insect couldn't bear to see the male insect like this, so she immediately said: "It's okay, I can just get a new optical computer when I get back..."

Wu Yang patted Tan Buyan on the shoulder and said to him, "It's okay, just go back and change it."

Obviously, Wu Yang's words could comfort Tan Buyan more.

Tan Buyan turned to look at Wu Yang and nodded solemnly.