"Hey, why are you robbing me again?!"

"Ah, it's Professor Gu's class~"

"Hello!"

"How can there be a man in this world who I like so much~ Ahh, I'm going to die..."

"You... bastard! Do you want to get out of the way?"

"How can I give you the best position to observe the professor?"

……

When Gu Zhichuan walked in, he heard such a conversation, he glanced at the two freshman girls who were arguing, and didn't say much.

It turned out to be four years in a flash, and he didn't know why he went from Qingzhou to Tsinghua University and finally came to teach at Harbin Institute of Technology.

Fu Linxia said that Yan Mingfei was on his body, but he didn't feel like it, he just wanted to remember it.

Tall and thin, fit in beige casual clothes, the buttons on the cuffs are slightly undone, revealing a section of the wrist, so that people can see that solitary Buddhist bead is hung by him on a rope, look at the color, It seems to have been worn for some years.

For such a young professor at Harbin Institute of Technology, I am afraid that there is no one else except Yan Mingfei in the past.

He asked the students to open the handouts and lecture with a smile on their faces.

When get out of class was over, he received a blue card, and the girl who gave the card blushed. He froze for a moment, shook his head, and handed the card back, "You are still young, so you should do your studies first. A great place to make love."

This is an obvious refusal, from Gu Zhichuan at the moment, it seems that he is familiar with it, and it is not harsh at all.

Summer has just passed, but the heat dissipates quickly in the northern country, and it is already feeling cool in autumn.

Autumn in Harbin is particularly short.

Gu Zhichuan returned to his teacher's apartment at the school with the lecture materials in his hands, checked the time, changed his clothes and went out.

Fu Linxia seemed to be looking for him on something.

etc.

This guy, in fact, is quite a bull. He has been wandering from Shandong to Harbin, and has been heading north. I really don't know what his plan is.

Many things have ended, such as the angel group, after the great defeat, the super system was completely disintegrated, and the IP was exposed immediately, and then many dirty hats were put on it, such as the Yongwen line accident, they invaded the GPS control satellite, For example, the downing of the U.S. drone in Iran was their fault, for example, the blueprint of the latest Russian fighter jet was stolen by them...

Gu Zhichuan won't complain for the angel group, because the things they have done in the past are hundreds of times more terrible than this, they should have awakened when they did those things, no one can escape like this casually, no one can.

Many people watched the dangerous situation when the "hacking you didn't discuss" IP was about to be exposed. However, for the hacker who suddenly appeared later, everyone thought about it and didn't think about who this person was.

That battle has become a battleground in the hacker world.

Legend, but since then, neither "Black You Didn't Discuss" nor "Pen Fairy" have appeared-even though they are one person.

In Gu Zhichuan's impression, the days seemed to pass like flowing water, and he couldn't grasp it.

He came to a nightclub on a certain street in the east - because of Fu Linxia, ​​he was already a frequent visitor here.

"It's quite early today." Fu Linxia held his hand on the sofa, talking expressionlessly, but when he heard his unhurried footsteps, he felt that it was him. Hold a remote control and keep pressing on the song list.

Seeing him like that, Gu Zhichuan knew that he was bored, "What if it's not early? There's nowhere to go anyway. By the way, what do you want from me?"

"Oh, Guoan seems to want to cooperate with you." Fu Linxia spit out the word "Guoan" in a calm manner, but Gu Zhichuan could hear a trace of emotion and incomprehension in his tone.

Because the center of power in Guoan seems to have moved downwards. Guoan has changed a lot in the past four years. All the people Fu Linxia put in before have been picked clean. In the current Guoan, even needles can't get in. Fu Linxia was so depressed that he vomited blood.

"Cooperation?" Gu Zhichuan sat down, holding a water glass, feeling that his fingertips seemed a little cold. "Are they crazy? I'm just a professor. What do you want me to cooperate with?"

Fu Linxia glanced at him, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you think you are just an ordinary professor? I wouldn't believe it if you were just an ordinary professor - which award in your professional field have you not won in the past two years? Such a young professor is not just It's as simple as two brushes."

Being exposed, Gu Zhichuan was not annoyed, but just shook his head, "I can't go."

"In the end, I'm still afraid of that Yao Jingsheng?" Fu Linxia was very displeased. Ever since Yao Jingsheng entered the national security system, the entire national security system has become more and more strict. He has tried to find someone to beat him up several times, but For Gu Zhichuan's sake, forget it, besides, Yao Jingsheng's force value is not that simple.

Hearing this name suddenly, Gu Zhichuan's face darkened, he looked up at Fu Linxia, ​​"What did you say?"

Fu Linxia was originally a person who was not afraid of anything. He played with his head in his hands all day long. He had developed his courage a long time ago. At this time, seeing Gu Zhichuan's rare sharpness, he was actually quite interested, "Tsk, Look, the mask has come off—I knew you were not a good person, the yellow hair was almost killed by you at the beginning, but now it is transferred to my hands, and I hide once every time I see you. Seeing you is like seeing the king of Hades—— Don't you like Yao Jingsheng?"

Gu Zhichuan hates people who ask such straightforward questions. He really wanted to punch this person, but he couldn't beat him after thinking about it, so he endured it, "Will you die if you don't mention him?" "You will die. You know I'm very annoyed about him recently - he's always taking out Lao Tzu's staff, and he's lost seven or eight of them." Fu Linxia's tone was laid-back, and he couldn't tell that he was annoyed.

he handed out a

An invitation came, "It's from Net Security, I think you might be interested."

Gu Zhichuan hesitated for a while, but finally took it, opened it, read it, and put it back.

"Gu Zhichuan, you always have to face it. Although I don't know what's wrong with you—but, do you dare to say that you really don't care for him? How about giving me your Buddhist bead?"

Fu Linxia laughed very meanly.

The corner of Gu Zhichuan's mouth twitched, "You should find someone to marry earlier—"

With a smile on her lips, Fu Linxia suddenly stood up and said condescendingly, "This is my business, and I don't bother to care about yours. Think about it yourself."

Then he walked away gracefully, followed by a few people silently.

In this battle, he is really becoming more and more like an underground emperor.

Gu Zhichuan touched his Buddhist bead with his fingers, thinking of what happened four years ago, he really felt inexplicable, but also a little depressed. He owed that person an answer, but he really wanted to tell him, but his phone call never came. Can't get through, and never got through.He went to Guoan to look for him once, but was told that he was not there, but Gu Zhichuan knew that Yao Jingsheng could not have appeared anywhere other than Guoan——Yao Jingsheng was that kind of person, and he didn't want to see him.

So he didn't bother to think too much, so let's see if he doesn't see it.

He studied for a degree with peace of mind, became his own professor quietly, and let everything settle in his mind quietly.

He rummaged through the libraries of Tsinghua University and Harbin Institute of Technology, and read the books that Yan Mingfei had read. He also had his own apprentice, who happened to be Yan Cheng.

He doesn't know if there is really any cycle of retribution in the world, he only knows that these are his own fate-the angel group has disappeared, even though the core members of the angel group may still be in prison, they may have been assigned to a certain organization in the United States. A secret agency—in short, everything has been settled, but he suddenly couldn't understand his own heart.

He took the invitation card and left the nightclub. The daytime nightclub was naturally deserted, and no one noticed him.

Standing by the side of the street where traffic was passing by, he thought faintly that he still owed him an answer, so he went to have a look—just to look.

On the eve of the autumnal equinox, the weather in Beijing does not seem to be too cold, at least not as cold as in Harbin.

Yao Jingsheng sat in the office, staring at the computer screen in a daze. It was the login interface of Qianyuan Forum, but he had entered the id countless times, but he still didn't have the courage to press it.

A coward, he is a coward.

Turning off the computer, he rubbed his eyes and walked out. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his feet, and a clerk from the Internet Security came to him excitedly, "Boss! We have invited a famous professor to come here." Mentoring our web technologies! Super excited!"

Yao Jingsheng nodded slightly, with no expression on his face. He has been so cold for more than four years, but he was still a little happy when he heard the news, with a smile in his eyes, "I know."

"At that time, we will conduct actual combat drills, hmph——Actually, I think, since Snow God is assigned to our network security, how can we need any actual combat? I'm afraid the professor won't get any good results..."

"Don't underestimate the enemy."

Yao Jingsheng just dropped this sentence, turned around and walked towards the corner of the corridor.

The clerk touched his head dejectedly, "Boss, you haven't said whether you want to participate yet! It's a rare opportunity for actual combat!"

Yao Jingsheng stopped in front of the window in the stairwell, looked at the warm projection of the reddish sunlight on the floor, and felt that there was a place in his heart that was always leaking.

He raised his wrist and took a look. The original five circles had been changed to four circles. He didn't want it to be tied tightly, but to relax a little, so maybe he wouldn't think about it every day.

Four years passed in a flash, and he didn't come to him again, and his answer didn't come for four years.

He felt depressed and frustrated at the time, and it is still difficult to untie his knot now.

It's just that the more difficult the love is, the deeper it is.What can he do?

Looking up at the sunset, he just stepped away, tall and lonely.

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