Actually together

to fix the screen. "

"What does this have to do with your looking at my phone just now—hey! You saw my text messages and photos just now!" he yelled.

"I'm just backing it up for you!" I pointed at his phone: "It's dying, you'd better get another phone—and then import the backup to it."

"Oh," he resumed his foolish attitude, and asked casually, "Scholar, what do you use? It seems to be of good quality."

"I use the dormitory phone."

I have always thought that there are only two ways of chasing people by curves to save the country-borrowing books and asking questions.

You lend me a book, hey, I saw a similar one, do you like it, I will also lend you one, which sentence in this book do you like, ah, I like it too; or eh, this I don’t understand the question, you teach me, I still don’t understand you teach me again, thank you, thank you, you can’t repay me, why don’t you promise me with your body... and so on, you will get familiar with it once you come and go, so it’s easy to start.

It was not until a long time later that I realized that Comrade Zhou Qichong's broken and good cell phone had such a purpose, and I suddenly realized that "repairing the cell phone" is also a perfect curve to save the country.

But at the beginning, I couldn't understand this kind of thing. I only knew that every time Zhou Qichong came to see me, he brought his tenacious mobile phone with him, and the meeting that could have been settled with a meal had to be postponed until □□ o'clock at night—— Just to fix his broken phone with endless problems.

It happened to be my birthday when he came to see me that day. It was extremely cold in December, and the heating was turned on in the dormitory. When I went out, it was like skipping summer and autumn from spring to winter.

Zhou Qichong happily pulled me and said to take me to celebrate my birthday.

I suggested he sing me a happy birthday and then fuck off.

Zhou Qichong said frankly: "Look, my mobile phone is broken again—" He shook the mobile phone, looking cheerful: "We can go to repair the mobile phone, and then go to Chongqing hotpot together."

I laughed "hehe" twice, and continued to write the program without raising my eyebrows.

Zhou Qichong started to rummage through my closet, and after a few minutes he yelled, "Come on!"

He grabbed the two fleece pants and began to take off my outer pants: "Come on..."

"Let go—!" I was furious: "Zhou Qichong, you idiot! Let go!"

It happened that Tong Zhiwen and the others came in and saw Zhou Qichong grabbing my feet, they were stunned for a moment, and then rushed over together: "Come on! I'll play too!"

Several people started to team up and take off my pants.

"How big!" I yelled angrily, holding up my trousers, "Still playing!—Zhou Qichong—you, you...you get out! I wear it myself."

In the end, Tong Zhiwen, Yang Yang, and Li Feng joined me and Zhou Qichong to eat Chongqing hotpot against the cold wind.

I shivered from the cold on the way, and deliberately stepped on Zhou Qichong's feet several times in retaliation. Zhou Qichong looked back at me with a half-smile and said, "A brilliant student!"

He leaned over and deliberately lowered his voice: "Your feet are so white."

I looked at him blankly: "Zhou Qichong, do you want to fight?"

"I'm so scared." He smiled calmly.

I sneered: "You can try to see if there will be any viruses left on your school network in the future, and then find any clues about you."

Zhou Qichong looked indifferent: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

"It's also possible that when your instructor or someone is surfing the Internet, a dialog box suddenly pops up in the lower right corner-'Your student Zhou Qichong invites you to make a video call'," I said with a polite smile: "Imagine."

Zhou Qichong: "..."

I raised my eyebrows: "I hope your instructor likes your figure, huh?"

Zhou Qichong raised his hand to express his surrender: "I invite you to eat."

I nodded happily, paused, and comforted him: "I don't know how to order expensive things."

Zhou Qichong let out a long sigh of relief.

I started writing text messages on Tong Zhiwen's mobile phone, and then sent them in groups. A few minutes later, more than 20 people were invited to participate in the "Chongqing Hot Pot Party in Warm Sunshine in Winter".

The author has something to say: Ah, come again

☆, tactfully bend

I can no longer remember what I ate for that hot pot meal, who was there, or how much Zhou Qichong spent.

I just remember that I was probably very satisfied after eating, because out of mercy, I decided to accompany Zhou Qichong to repair his broken mobile phone.

Later, when we were together, I deeply despised him for plotting me on this road of no return.

Zhou Qichong looked foolish: "Hey, I didn't use any tricks!" He started counting with his fingers: "I confess, you accept it, and then blah, blah, blah, I followed the normal procedure! "

Of course he came according to the normal procedure, but the bedding was rich enough before, so rich that I was dragged onto the thief boat without even finding a girlfriend, and by the time I realized it, I had become a gay inexplicably.

After eating Chongqing hot pot that night, he dragged me to fix my phone, and then the two of us wandered all the way to the school. They were strictly guarded. Fortunately, he asked for a day off, so I stopped by to find a hostel for him to spend the night.

Then he said that it was getting late, so it is better to take a shortcut back to school, so I followed him to "take a shortcut".

The more I walked, the more I felt that something was wrong, and I always felt that the "shortcut" was not very close. However, my sense of direction was not good, so I had to hold back my anger and continue walking with him.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that he finally admitted that he had gone the wrong way.

I was so angry that I almost had a cerebral hemorrhage. With a black face, I turned on his mobile phone flashlight to look at the road signs, and then yelled at him: "Zhou Qichong, are you raising fish with your head! Damn! See for yourself where this is?! No one is there! ! You can go to the train station by walking a little further!!"

Zhou Qichong comforted him with a good temper: "It's okay, forget it, take a rest, find a car and pay some money to go back..."

I looked at his indifferent look and wanted to hit someone. I endured it and said angrily: "Is there a car here?! Even the street lights are three blind! I will only believe you if I eat wrong."

Zhou Qichong waved his hands again and again: "You ordered all the dishes tonight, I didn't order anything."

With a blank expression on my face, I instructed him after a while: "Either go find a car or someone, or you can jump back."

Zhou Qichong frowned at the road signs in the dim light, then patted me and said, "Hey, let's go this way, there is a subway entrance one kilometer away."

"One kilometer away!" I screamed.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qichong laughed, and glanced at my legs: "Can't you walk?"

I squinted at him.

Zhou Qichong coughed twice, and squatted down with his back to me: "Come on, come on, brother carries you."

"Back your mother!" I yelled.

"My mother is in Liucheng." He looked back at me calmly, and laughed again: "Come on, come on, I know you can't walk anymore...Hey, what are you doing?!"

I went up a few steps, kicked him, and felt much better. I calmed down and hooked my fingers at him: "Now, get up and follow me."

"Hey, you are high-achieving students," Zhou Qichong stood up and chased me, babbling as he walked, "Sitting in front of the computer all day long, you have to exercise, do you know... How did you apply for your major? If I had known, I should have helped you." Change it... look at how much worse your body is now than before, you people who study computers..."

I said impatiently: "What's the matter with learning computer, you can treat your guests to dinner even if you study computer."

Zhou Qichong was silent for a second, and immediately began to smartly turn the indiscriminate attack of the map cannon into a single-target high-output attack: "Especially you! I heard Li Feng say that you often don't eat on time! Be careful that you get stomach problems, and it will be difficult when the time comes." Very cured!"

I was about to open my mouth to refute him, but when I glanced at something out of the corner of my eye, I subconsciously paused, and then looked over in a daze——

Next to the low wall beside the road, two people were kissing passionately. Under the illumination of the only street lamp, a short-haired woman was pressed against the wall by a man. The dim light added to the ambiguity.

I blinked, and the next second I realized what I saw, I turned my head red-faced, facing Zhou Qichong's suspicious face: "What's wrong?"

I was embarrassed for a while, and he raised his head again: "Why...wow!" He raised his eyebrows, whistled, and waved at others.

I almost thought I could hear the sound of the two hurriedly separating behind me.

But no, I heard a few chuckles, and then the sound of approaching footsteps, obviously the anxious couple came over.Zhou Qichong paused, and then consciously greeted him familiarly without disturbing others.

"Hi."

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn around to say hello to them.

As soon as I turned around, I was taken aback. The two people standing in front of me were one tall and the other short. The short-haired woman I thought was thin, with a charming look in her delicate features, but she was about the same size as me. Slightly raising his head to look at Zhou Qichong's Adam's apple, which was faintly exposed, and his clothes all showed that this is a real man.

I stayed for a while before reacting to say hello, and then refuted myself in my heart. The light was dim, and it was possible to make a mistake.

The "woman" said: "Where did you come from? I haven't seen you in this area."

Really a man!I was dumbfounded for a moment.

Zhou Qichong opened his mouth and replied: "We are lost and we are looking for a way back. Is there a subway entrance here?"

The other man who hadn't spoken looked at us with a half-smile, and stopped his eyes on me for a while, then replied casually: "Not far away." He paused again, pointed to a road and said: "Don't go forward, come closer from there."

Zhou Qichong suddenly pulled me towards him, my head was in a mess, only three big characters were left circling in my mind: Homosexuality.

It wasn't until I was far away that I murmured: "I thought it was a woman."

Zhou Qichong didn't react, and asked lightly, "Who?"

I noticed that he was in a bad mood, and looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Qichong glanced at me, didn't speak, and said after a while: "Oh."

I was baffled: "Zhou Qichong?"

He was obviously not in a very high mood, and his whole body was surrounded by low air pressure, as if he was rolling up his sleeves and preparing to fight someone.

I had no choice but to shut up, and the scene of the two men kissing just now was replaying in my mind.

Then it feels a little nauseous.

This was my first encounter with homosexuality, and it left a deep impression on me. To me at that time, homosexuality was a special term. Although I was not an anti-gay person, I really couldn’t accept it—I only had I get hard when I see pretty girls.

Zhou Qichong has been working on my big business for two years. He has been so patient with me that I have no embarrassment to wait for him impatiently. Now that I think about myself, I am indeed a very independent person. For this relationship It can be summed up in a few words: when you bend, you bend, when you are good, you are good, and when you wait, you wait.

However, no matter how many memories, no matter how profound the analysis, I am still alone.It is impossible for me to think about him a few times, and he will jump out of a certain program I am writing, or type a long sentence on the notepad like I used to chat with each other. ,What are you doing".

This is unrealistic - I don't have any praiseworthy memories to use for narrative or lyricism. When someone has been with you as they should have been together, you can't make the relationship between you Memories are intact.

What's more, now I'm the only one left here.

In fact, I didn’t wait for him on purpose. I have kissed him several times, and the woman’s conditions are very good, and then I feel that I can’t come back, so I’m embarrassed to contact him again; I want to find a man in the past, but the problem is that he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life with you. People only need one night, or even an hour.

what can you say

Yes, I can't afford it.

I guess I can't afford to lose.

The author has something to say: oh oh, I’m so tired today

☆, Su Ping arrives

My mother called me yesterday, hoping that I could go to the airport to pick up my cheap sister.

"When's the flight?" I asked.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow night, I gave her your phone number, and she will contact you."

She paused for a while, and gently reminded me not to go out and fool around: "I contacted a psychiatrist for you," she said, lowering her voice: "Go and see, maybe it will be fine!"

I agreed, and asked her for the psychiatrist's phone number very sincerely. She seemed very happy on the other end of the phone, probably thinking that her son's "homosexual disease" was finally cured.

I feel a little sour in my heart, I feel that I am sorry for her, but if I find a girl to marry as she wishes, I will be sorry for the girl who may have good hopes for marriage.

When I came out to her, her reaction was not the rage or heartbreak I imagined, she said let her think about it, and then she looked through all the books about homosexuality and talked to me.

She said that she didn't care if I was in the closet or outside the closet, but the road of same-sex love was too difficult, and she was afraid that I would get hurt, and Huaxia didn't recognize same-sex marriage.

"Okay, have you thought about it?" She patted my head: "If you fall in love with someone of the same sex, you can't get married, you don't have children to support you, and your mother is gone, who will take care of you?"

She said, with red eyes: "What's more, if any of you has an accident, you can't even sign for the other party at the door of the operating room."

I hugged her and cried for a while, and this matter is over, she is still looking for a way to reverse my sexuality until now.

Pity the parents of the world.

I went to the airport to pick up Su Ping, and her company sent her to the head office in Imperial Capital for a month and a half of training.

She has matured a lot, and she is no longer as difficult to get along with as when I first met her. She greeted me politely: "Jiang You."

I called her "sister" and helped her carry her luggage to the trunk: "Have you eaten yet? I'll take you to dinner."

She nodded, put her hand next to her face and fanned it, and said, "It's so hot, what should I eat?"

I reversed the steering wheel: "I've eaten whatever you want, it's up to you."

Su Ping yawned: "You can find any one, just eat a bowl of noodles, I have to go to bed quickly."

I promised: "Okay, I found a house for you. It belongs to a brother of mine. It is next to your internship company. I will send you there later."

She turned her face and looked at me with great interest: "Hey, Jiang You," she leaned closer: "You don't look like you can't find a girlfriend like Aunt Shen said?"

I only came out with my mom, and of course she didn't know.

I smiled: "No way, people look down on me."

She is a cheerful and generous woman, and within a few words, she began to pat me on the shoulder familiarly: "You are already in your third year, do you want to wait until you are three or 40 years old to chase after those junior high school girls?"

I also laughed and asked her back: "When will you get married?"

She has a boyfriend, a college classmate, and the conditions are good, I don't know the current situation.

"It's early," she lazily leaned back on the chair, "I'm almost annoyed by my dad." Then she murmured and complained, "Why do you think I came to the capital? It's not to avoid him."

I smiled and wisely didn't ask her about her former college boyfriend.

"Both of us were urged to marry!" Su Ping turned his head and coaxed me seriously: "Seriously, if he asks Aunt Shen to call you, you can tell him that I have fallen in love with a university." Professor, I'm preparing to start, if he wants a son-in-law, don't rush me all day long."

I burst into laughter with a "puchi", parked the car on the side of the road and took her to the noodle restaurant for dinner.

I saw a couple at the ticket gate, the man said:

"That's it, I'm exhausted."

The woman couldn't bear to pinch him: "You are crazy! The tables and chairs are full of oil!"

The man also looked like he couldn't bear it anymore: "Then what do you want to eat?! Miss! I drove [-] kilometers, what's wrong with you asking me to eat a bowl of noodles?!"

The woman grabbed him and didn't let go: "I want to eat Western food, I won't eat here!"

The man threw Zhang Zhang to her: "Go and eat yourself! I'm starving to death."

I saw admiration in the eyes of all the women who witnessed this scene.

Then the woman threw the gun on the ground and screamed: "Zhou Qichong!!"

Those who once promised to grow old will part ways one day; those who once vowed not to communicate with each other will always meet unexpectedly at the next intersection.

I looked at Zhou Qichong. Zhou Qichong had his back to me and quarreled with his wife. After a while, when his wife complained about turning over the old debt, he looked away impatiently and looked around.

He didn't fight like this with me before—literally, it was usually my one-sided anger, usually because he was buying or throwing things around.He pretended to concentrate on listening with a smile on his face, from time to time he would touch me, and finally he sincerely admitted his mistake at the right time: "I'm sorry, don't be angry."

When he turned around, he met my gaze, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

I blinked at him, saw his expression becoming more and more rigid, and subconsciously blocked it, lest Jiang Yi, who was tugging with him, see me.

I laughed, waved at him, and pulled Su Ping through the crowd to buy noodles.

I sat in the shop to eat noodles with Su Ping, and I only needed a bowl of porridge to drink every mouthful.

When the phone rang, the quarrel outside the door stopped, and Zhou Qichong lost to Jiang Yi in the end to eat western food.

I picked up the phone and glanced at the screen, then held the phone away from my ear and picked it up:

"The third one!"

Li Feng's voice was as loud as a hands-free, and Su Ping turned his head in surprise.

"Third, the data has been tampered with!"

I scooped up the porridge, and made a gesture to Su Ping to go out to answer the phone: "When did it happen? Is there a problem with the external network?"

Li Feng said: "It happened at six o'clock in the afternoon. There is no movement on the external network."

I narrowed my eyes: "Why did you tell me now?"

Li Feng said "Oops": "We thought it wasn't that serious... It's just that your virus was triggered during the routine inspection..."

There was a bunch of clacking and clacking sounds from his side, and someone was talking to him.

"What?" Li Feng turned his head to talk to that person, and then said to me after a while: "They can't catch anyone! It must be those gangsters, or they are from the United States. Fortunately, the information is not lost."

I almost wanted to scold my mother: "I watched it long ago! Idiots know CtrlCV! You wait for me in the computer room!"

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Don't block the Internet, both the internal network and the external network are open, the angel opens it, and I will come right away."

I hung up the phone, went through the information just now in my head quickly, and started to have a headache again. I opened a software I installed on my phone, connected to Huayu's external network to check, and the hidden program on the firewall was fine.

I checked it carefully again, and I was sure that there was nothing wrong with it, and I became nervous-there was a traitor

I sent a text message to Li Feng: "Drive the angel, don't go to the external network, let them check the internal network login device and IP."

After I sent the message, I ran back to the store to find Su Ping.

Su Ping finished eating and was playing with his mobile phone.

I breathed a sigh of relief and asked her what else she wanted.She listened to my speaking fast and knew that I had something urgent to do, so she picked up the satchel in a considerate manner: "If you have something to do, go first, give me the address and I will go by myself."

I smiled: "It's okay, drop by, it's the company's business. Besides, it's so late, I can't let you go by yourself, I'll take you there."

I hurriedly sent Su Ping to his residence, and rushed to Huayu again.

A building in Huayu was completely dark, the technology department and the network security department were brightly lit, and a group of people were busy inside and outside.

Even Xu Shichang was watching the work of several team leaders.

I walked over to say hello to him: "President Xu."

Xu Shichang loosened his frown, and smiled: "Xiao Shen, it's good to be here."

He sighed: "What happened in the afternoon was in the core data area."

My head buzzed, thinking of what I noticed on the phone just now, I said to Xu Shichang: "Mr. Xu, what you said last time is probably true."

Xu Shichang's face remained unchanged, but the brows moved, and then he said calmly: "Go and help them see."

The author has something to say:

☆、Hacking

Li Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me: "Third brother, go quickly."

I sat down in front of my computer and turned it on.

There is no leader in this profession of hacking, and very few self-taught people.When I was a sophomore, I met the top [-] Chinese hacker "Old Man" on the Internet by chance. He accepted me as an apprentice, taught me some techniques when he was free, and let me test the program for him when he was not free.In my junior year, I went to Huayu for an internship and defended an attack with a few people from the network security department. When Xu Shichang noticed it when he was watching, he invited me to Huayu as a network security consultant after graduation.

I once put several viruses on the necessary path to enter the core database, and gave the source code to Xu Shichang, and told him the usefulness of these viruses.

I call them "mouse traps".

In order to prevent attacks from internal and external networks, I have set up the three most important lines of defense - the free firewall "angel", the honeypot blockade line, and the virus protection "mouse trap".

I set that only Xu Shichang, Wang Jing, the head of the technical department, and my computer can enter the core database. Their personal passwords, machine models, IP, and pupil scans must all pass before they can enter the core database normally. As long as one of them does not match, it cannot trigger " mousetrap".

The core principle is that I did the opposite and set the three of us as viruses, and the "mouse trap" would record all our information, but avoid the central recording system. If none of us logged in normally, even if the intrusion No matter how seamless it is, it will be recorded by the central system and communicated to the peripheral system for information interception and virus projection.

Moreover, only what is seen from the "mouse trap" is the correct data content.

So I'm actually not very worried about information leakage, but what I'm really worried about is the traitor.

The design of the creative department was leaked twice in a row, and it was first released by the four-star mobile phone company. This time, it actually entered the core database directly from the intranet.

I frowned, typed a few programs, and repaired the peripheral defenses.

The light on the screen was shining brightly, and the progress bar was extremely slow. Impatiently, I turned the chair twice, took off the flat mirror and wiped it, and finally saw the entry into the central recording system.

The intruder is simply a rogue.

I gritted my teeth and looked at the system full of viruses and junk data packets, threw out a few software, and the ear-piercing alarm sound returned to silence after a while.

The intruder was rude, but the traces were wiped clean. Even the central system only had time to record a few of his actions before being slowed down by his dos attack.

The defense system needs to be upgraded, and we cannot rely solely on "angels" to support the overall situation.

I rubbed my sore neck and typed lines of code on the black screen.After I finished writing and tried it, I turned around and moved to another computer to write down the defense plan and this attack and defense analysis.

In the lower right corner of the screen, a dove icon keeps beating:

[Old Man]: My dear boy, what are you doing?

I glanced at it, one hand controlled the mouse of the other machine, and the other hand typed on this machine:

[Night Cat]: Good master, your disciple was beaten.

[Old Man]: Who hit you?

[Night Cat]: No.

[Old man]: ...

[Old Man]: Well played.

I dragged out a package from the database with a blank expression, wrapped it with the camouflage technique he taught me last time, and handed him a file transfer request.

[Old Man]: What?

[Night Cat]: Island country blockbuster.

[Old Man]: What blockbuster?

[Night Cat]: Movies that adults watch.

The old man accepted.

The file progress bar moved forward slowly.

[Old Man]: Slow to death.

[Night Cat]: What's the hurry, this is a "big" movie.

After 1 minute, the file transfer is complete.

After 2 minutes, the old man's head turned black.

I endured and endured, and finally laughed out loud uncontrollably. The depressed mood of the whole night was finally relieved, and I turned my head silently to continue writing programs and analysis.

There was no sound outside the window, I was busy all night, and I basically finished what I needed to do around five o'clock in the morning.

As soon as I left the office, I saw people lying on the ground in colorful sleeping bags. From a distance, they looked like a group of big bugs. From time to time, a few of them rolled and squirmed, which was quite spectacular.

A few sleepy people were still sitting in front of the computer, yawning while checking and upgrading the defense system and monitoring the network, and took the time to look up at me, which was regarded as a greeting.

I walked over and kicked Li Feng: "When did you sleep?"

Li Dachong woke up suddenly, and looked at me in confusion: "...It's over?"

I patted his head: "Where's Xu Shichang? Have you gone back?"

"Go back?...No..." He said blankly, "I've been here all this time."

I touched his face compassionately and closed his eyes.After Li Feng took five breaths, he snored again.

When I went to find Xu Shichang, he had already gone back. I didn't tell his secretary what to do with him, only that I would come back to see him at noon.

Walking in the corridor of Huayu, I began to have a strange feeling, as if everyone was no longer as sincere as I thought.

The intrusion model recorded by the system is an old company machine, and those who have this machine are all old people who followed Xu Shichang in the country from the beginning-although the possibility of borrowing a computer is not ruled out.

I have a hunch that if this incident is not handled well, it will be very troublesome - but it is Xu Shichang's business, I just need to catch the intruder and provide Hua Yu with a perfect defense, that's enough.

So I went back to catch up on sleep with peace of mind.

Passing by the Central Hospital, I originally wanted to go in to get some stomach medicine, but after thinking about it, I was worried about meeting Zhou Qichong or his mother, so I finally avoided it.

Come to think of it, the way Zhou Qichong and I separated was really bloody, there was no conspiracy or misunderstanding; there was no love and death, no life and death, not even a mistress or a wicked mother-in-law, only a mother who loved deeply.

I still remember the scene where Mrs. Zhou knelt on the ground and apologized to me on behalf of her son.

In fact, I don't care whether it's my fault or Zhou Qichong's fault.But she knelt down suddenly, I couldn't react at all, but thought of my mother in the next second.

"You are a good boy," she begged for my forgiveness: "It's Qichong's fault."

I believe that Zhou Qichong, when faced with such things as national hatred and family hatred, he can kill them decisively; but when the woman he loves the most is lying on the hospital bed and begging him to give her a grandson, he may not be able to act like that. In the novel, he staged a peaceful choice about family and love for his mother.

Although I have always wondered a little aggrieved, why do I always use my life to coerce feelings, as if life is so worthless; but in fact, I can understand her approach, and I can also understand Zhou Qichong's choice.

To me, she is just my boyfriend's mother; to Zhou Qichong, she is a family relationship that cannot be let go and blood is thicker than water.This is the unbearable lightness of being - I know the outcome of this choice, so how can I force Zhou Qichong.

A little darker, I actually don't care what she thinks, but I'm afraid that Zhou Qichong will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

At that time, I comforted myself that her time was running out, and I was still young, so I could wait.

However, ever since Zhou Qichong got married, I knew it was irreversible, so when I said to wait for him, I had actually given up.

Xia Lanjin once asked me why I gave up and didn't get married.

I said, "Just don't want to prove that I'm out of it with a random new relationship," and looked her in the eye: "Why would you have to love someone all over again to prove that you don't love that person yourself—it doesn't have to, right?" I spread my hands: "You know it yourself."

Xia Lanjin said gently: "What you said makes sense, but I think you still have him in your heart." She patted me on the shoulder: "Do you hate his mother?"

I thought about it, and replied: "I hated it at first, but then I figured it out." As I said that, I thought of the woman who was tortured by the disease and became emaciated: "She is fine," I paused: "She accompanied me." Having known Zhou Qichong for so many years, loving him so much..."

"Without her, I would never have met Zhou Qichong." I said softly.

I thank her for giving me six years of peace with Zhou Qichong. These six years may be too short for my whole life, but they are enough for my love.

Zhou Qichong and I probably were like this. I waited speciously for him to turn back for a long time, and when I couldn't wait any longer, I don't know if I still have the courage to say to myself, forget it.

The author has something to say:

☆、Successfully counterattack

I went back to the company at noon and handed over the report to Xu Shichang, and went to the office to sit for a while on the spur of the moment. As a result, within 10 minutes, there was a flurry of chaos outside.

"He's coming, he's coming!!"

"Come on, brothers! Beat him!"

……

As the alarm bell rang loudly, a group of technicians with dark circles burst into nervous and excited cheers.

"There are more than five people." I folded my hands and looked at them for a while, reminding them casually.

Three seconds later, the screen of the computer I was watching turned black, and the young man with glasses who was operating it screamed, "It's so shameless!"

This time it was obviously a planned and organized attack. Judging from the few people who appeared so far, the level of these five intruders is obviously much higher than that of the little skilled hacker last night. Coupled with the mutual cooperation and cover, After a while, the basic firewall on the periphery was captured.

"Open the angel," I turned back to the office, and grabbed an excited intern on the way: "Go to the president."

It was obvious that the other party had discovered that the information obtained yesterday was wrong, and wanted to make a comeback today.

I frowned, kept moving my feet and hands, and began to rapidly analyze the current situation in my head.

This time the intrusion revealed a lot of information, and the insider was indeed someone, because yesterday's tentative intrusion entered from the internal network, but today's intrusion directly carried out brute force cracking from the external network, and the path was clear without too many temptations, and the target was directly at the central database .

This shows that: first, the traitor transmits information very quickly; second, the traitor should belong to a certain organization, and the organization has high technical capabilities and has special training for intrusion operations. The action against Huayu is not an individual act, but It is an organizational behavior; thirdly, the traitor has a certain status in the organization - it took less than [-] hours from the first invasion to the second invasion, and the second invasion has already been organized, which means that his men There are many people, and the possibility of becoming an "abandoned child" is unlikely.

As long as it is not an "abandoned child", it is easy to negotiate if it is caught.

As soon as the "angel" opened, a bunch of hackers of all kinds who sneaked in to watch were thrown out of the wall, leaving only seven intruders—two more.

The upgraded version of "Angel" is completely blackened, and its anti-attack ability is overwhelming. It can catch one and bite one at a time. It can even intelligently identify the attack level and predict the attack method to counterattack. The pace of the seven intruders slowed down significantly.

This is a small program I added to Angel. It is a super-intelligent program that I am researching inspired by the DUSKTREESYSTEM artificial intelligence program in recent years, because it involves a bunch of technologies such as anthropomorphic science, intelligent algorithms, and encryption algorithm synthesis. The imperfect self-written code program of the Institute of Artificial Intelligence is used for reference. I still have to die a bunch of brain cells when I write a line. Last night, I installed a short section for the angel in a whimsical way. I feel so distressed that I just wait for it to give me an experimental feedback.

Now seeing the "angel" show off its glory, I happily sat on the chair and turned around twice, excited for the expected "intelligent" angel.

"Damn, boss, you are too good!"

Cheers came from outside.

Although "his" current ability is only a little higher than that of general artificial intelligence programs, I am so excited that I can't restrain it - after all, this is the result of my own writing.

At this moment, Xu Shichang knocked on the door and walked in, seeing my appearance: "..."

I "coughed", retracted my excited expression and greeted him calmly: "Mr. Xu."

He smiled and asked, "Are you busy?"

I'm stunned