"Brother, is your computer frozen? Why are there so many garbled characters on it?"

"Leave it alone, it's just a simple firewall program that I'm trying to run initially. ”

"Oh, brother, what are you tinkering with now? Is this glass, look good, are you carving a circuit board on it?"

"Hmm...... is a bug. "A bug outside the rules of this world.

Since the dialect wants to use the system to complete some bugs that cannot be detected and dealt with by humans, then don't blame him for being unruly and using some unruly methods.

"Huh, bug?"

"Just kidding, it's a normal LED light. Forget it, it's late, go to sleep with yours. ”

"Okay, brother, you go to bed early. ”

......

The door to the room closed, and Jane Xiangnan didn't see her leave, and the transparent glass plate on the desk that her brother had tinkered with before suddenly flickered and lit up.

A transparent light screen, projected from the glass plate, is steadily suspended in the air, with a strange sense of technology that is contrary to this era and advanced.

Xiang Yang took off his glasses, and the slight blue light screen color hit the white and cold face, which contrasted with the endless dark night outside the window, which looked particularly fantastic. Let that cold and delicate add a bit of rational coldness and profundity.

In those dark and clean eyes, a series of flowing data was displayed on the light screen, and he snorted slightly, with a lazy look with a bit of cold and rational indifference.

[Thanks to the producer for manufacturing the No. 0021 tabula rasa system, the process is 85%, and the preliminary production has been completed.] Please set the data for the system. Whether or not to foster system intelligence. 】

"Nope. ”

[The smart program has been removed, and the process is 93%. Whether or not the producer sets up the program automatically. 】

"No, the content program settings are manually programmed. ”

[Full manual mode has been set, the process is 100%, and it will automatically pop up to the program box ......]

Xiang Yang skillfully converted the code on the computer into a format and transferred it to the glass plate, and his fingers were rapidly tapping on the virtual keyboard, with pieces of light and shadow.

......

On the second day, the campus of No. 3 Middle School.

The morning breeze blows away the fog of the night, and the fresh air of dawn is mixed with the slightly drunk warm sun, wrapping the passers-by who are wrapped in cold temperatures and shivering in this winter, and stomping their feet while walking on the road, making people's mood a little better than before.

Of course, it does not include the competition students who participated in the competition yesterday and are anxiously waiting for the school province to announce the results and selection places.

None of them had the heart to stop and appreciate the rare warm moments of winter.

Squeaking and stepping on the snow, the glasses reflect the sun's rare gentle rays, and the warm winter sun in the distance shines on the snow, a beautiful scene of crystal white snow and clear gold.

Xiang Yang raised the dark coffee-colored well-cut coat on his body, covering the macaron-colored solid color knit. The well-groomed misty gray scarf, with a section at the end sneaking out of the collar, with a casual lazy breath of fresh air, gently fluttering with the warm breeze.

Just like its owner, there is a bit of laziness and casualness in cold abstinence.

In winter, this warm-colored dress reduces the coldness and indifference on his face, which looks warm and warm, and lacks a sense of alienation, which makes people feel good in his life.

Along the way, many girls from other schools had their eyes lit up, pointing and whispering to their friends.

"That boy is so handsome!"

"Is that person a model?I love this figure and this height.,The clothes are so good.,I feel so temperament~"

"Herbivorous abstinent boys, treasure!"

"I don't know if it's a model, I feel really handsome, it's like coming out of a comic, every frame of walking is like a street shot, and any movement can be used as a magazine cover. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it feels like I'm not in the same style as everyone else around me. It felt like the background behind him had become more refined as he walked by. What kind of ideal type in the world is this, I feel that my eyes have been washed, so I look good!"

......

The girls talked a lot, whispered with a little reserve, took pictures secretly with their mobile phones, and the bolder ones stepped forward directly to ask for contact information.

was intercepted by several groups of girls and delayed for a while.

When Xiang Yang came to the bulletin board where the results were awarded, basically everyone was there.

The dense crowd gathered around the place where the list was released, and some people were disappointed and some jumped excitedly. It seems that the results are out.

The atmosphere here in the third middle school is very different from yesterday, almost all of them are frowning, and the atmosphere is a little depressed and low.

"Hey, I'm afraid only Fang Yan can enter the provincial team this time, I really didn't expect Jian Shen's results this time. That's a lot worse than I expected. ”

"I thought I couldn't get a perfect score and I could try to finish in the top three or something, but this ...... Hey......"

"Hey, don't say it, don't say it, Brother Yang is here......"

......

When they saw Jian Xiangyang coming, the students who had just been talking about it in the competition class of No. 3 Middle School all shut up.

"Morning guys, what's wrong, what are you talking about?"

"Hahaha, Brother Yang is early. ”

"Brother Yang ...... early"

Xiang Yang's gaze swept over, and everyone in the eyes lowered their heads, pulled the corners of their lips a little embarrassed, and moved their lips to say something, but they looked a little unspeakable.

Looking at each other, you pushed me, I pushed you, and in the end, no one dared to step forward to explain the situation.

What people are most afraid of seeing is the gap, so the destruction of beautiful things is called tragedy.

But today they are witnessing this tragedy, when their idols, those whom they admire, who they have a good feeling, fall from the altar.

It's complicated. It's like chasing stars halfway through, and a lot of black material about your idol was suddenly exposed on the Internet, and the idol personality of your favorite collapsed, and the feeling of being separated from me was complicated and indescribable.

As the saying goes, if a good person does a bad thing, his reputation will be ruined, because people can't stand the sense of disparity.

But because of the good relationship, no one was willing to come forward to explain the situation, for fear of hurting Jian Xiangyang. Then step on this broken tragedy a few more times, add more scars.

"Tsk!"

The dialect snorted softly. After waiting for a long time, no one waited for the person who took the initiative to stand up and fall into the well, and cooperated with the person who played the big scene he prepared. Fang Yan cursed in his heart and pursed his lips.

Looking at the few people who were still pushing, Jian Xiangyang's means of buying people's hearts are really high! Fang Yan glanced at everyone, and after making sure that no one stood up, he scolded a group of fools and licked the dog.

It's still on his own, he doesn't want to miss this opportunity to hit Jian Xiangyang and discredit his reputation......

It's time to get out of the anger you've been holding back for three months!

ps: The first shift, the second shift strives to come out before twelve o'clock.