Ren Zhen's gaze swept over his younger brother, and by the way, he looked at the display screen turned on in front of him, and walked over without making any more stops, "Don't read too many online novels." ”

Although the above display is the homepage of a music client, Ren Jiyuan didn't play it out and didn't bring headphones, obviously just opened this software and didn't listen to it at all.

Nine times out of ten, he was reading a novel again, and he pretended to listen to music when he came.

Ren Zhen didn't bother to care about him anymore.

It's not that you are not allowed to see it, who are you pretending to deceive?

And Ren Jiyuan was really relieved when he heard this.

The operation of cutting the page in an instant just now is an instinct that he has practiced for many years.

It is said that you can play with the computer casually when you go home on the weekend, but in fact, if your parents really find out that you are reading a novel......

Ren Ji could have been nagged by them for half an hour!

God knows where they are so prejudiced against online articles, they don't even care much about playing games, and when they see online articles, they are afraid that he will go astray.

In contrast, Ren Zhen, who barely belongs to his own generation, and the generation gap is not so obvious, will not care too much about him in this regard, and it will pass with one eye and one eye closed.

Of course, Ren Jiyuan insisted that a large part of the reason was that Ren Zhen himself read online articles.

Now that the alarm has been lifted temporarily, he has turned off all the clients he used to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Ren Zhen was rummaging through the drawer next to him, Ren Jiyuan didn't dare to open the browser, so he had to click on a few chat windows and pretend to be chatting.

"You let me do it first, and I'll send a document. Ren Zhen finally found the flash memory he used to store his files and began to rush people to grab the computer.

"Now?" Ren Jiyuan hurriedly stood up and gave up his seat to him, and his movements were quite fast.

Looking at Ren Zhen's appearance, he will probably use this to send a document, and the computer will still be back in his hands later.

Then he can move on to thinking about how to spread the ...... Belch!

Seeing that Ren Zhen touched the mouse and clicked directly on the browser, Ren Jiyuan realized that something was wrong after a slow beat, "Wait ......"

Wrong!

You shouldn't be vocal at this time!

If he just reads novels, he should have nothing to hide from Ren Zhen.

The end of the utterance is interrupted and swallowed, but the signals that have already been sent cannot be reversed and time returns.

"Why are you so nervous?" Ren Zhen glanced at him, as if he realized something.

The opened browser did not go directly to the home page as usual, but popped up a prompt -

"Did you detect that the browser did not close properly last time, do you restore the previous browsing page?"

Ren Jiyuan looked at Ren Zhen and nodded "yes" without hesitation, but he couldn't squeeze out a word.

Yes, that's exactly what he thought of just now.

In order to close the browser more quickly, Ren Jiyuan took the method of closing directly from the taskbar, which has the advantage of being able to skip an option of "whether to close all browsed pages", saving a few tenths of a second.

The downside is that when the browser is opened again, this recovery option will appear.

If he didn't say anything just now, or behaved more naturally, Ren Zhen would 100% directly click "no" to send his own documents.

But...... There is no but.

Ren Jiyuan had to accept the current result of his own pit himself.

The browser faithfully restored the page before it was closed, and the unique hiding mechanism of the main Foundation site kept it from being directly exposed.

So what appeared in front of the two of them was the familiar springboard website, the login screen of the SCP Foundation wiki website.

Ren Zhen, who thought he would find something unspeakable: "...... What is this?"

Ren Jiyuan: "......" doesn't want to speak!

......

When Yang Xuan received Ren Jiyuan's call, it was already an hour later.

"Yang Xuanyi, have you seen the announcement of the Foundation's activities?"

"I saw it earlier. ”

“...... Don't you have any ideas?" Ren Jiyuan stood up straight with the windowsill, and when he turned around, he could see Ren Zhen sitting in front of the computer with a serious expression, and the document that was said to be "very urgent" had not been sent out for an hour.

"I don't think that's necessary. Yang Xuan looked at the test paper in front of him, his thoughts were interrupted by the phone, and there was no way to continue to do the questions in this state.

Simply put the pen on the cap, and seriously talked to Ren Jiyuan, who didn't know why he seemed to be particularly self-defeating, "Throw out all the wanton patriotic feelings in your mind, we are just students, we can't do so much, are you thinking about this after you finish your homework?"

He didn't have to think about it, he knew what kind of thoughts this guy would have.

"Don't worry about the homework, this is the Foundation's first event! The first national branch to open! It has to be us!"

"Yes, then what?" Yang Xuan turned his pen irritably, and decided to help his classmates who had never used only one tendon to wake up their minds, "Is the foundation no longer a countryman except us?" Or are they all forced to turn the tide with us two high school students? Do you think it's really so important for just the two of us?"

"It's good to win glory for the country, and it doesn't feel good to do nothing......" Ren Jiyuan definitely didn't admit that he really had the above ideas before.

"Do your homework! Don't worry so much. Yang Xuan thought about hanging up the phone.

"Big brother, don't hang up! You're my brother! Think about it...... With such a historically significant event, how could I, 001, not show up?"

With the identity of the first login and the ability of a courtesan, Ren Jiyuan can be regarded as a name in the small circle of the Foundation.

But what follows is obviously a round of expansion with a skyrocketing number of people, and if he is inactive in the process, who will remember "001" after the expansion is completed?

"Rest assured, you will go down in history as a poster child for 'SCP file writing', and even if the Foundation doesn't give you contributions, we won't forget your contributions. Yang Xuanyi's comfort sounded more like a complaint.

The first challenge to the creation of archives in the database is not enough, and you have to find an administrator to judge it......

Guan Li criticized him for his comments like a dog, but they are still in the forum.

In the future, if anyone also plans to create a database file, they must first read all the lessons that Comrade 001 has learned in exchange for several changes and rewrites.

Therefore, 001 will surely become a name that all new creators can't get around.

Comrade 001, who has made outstanding contributions, said that he was not happy at all with this method of leaving his name......

Before Ren Jiyuan could continue to speak, someone patted him on the shoulder first.

Ren Jiyuan turned around and found that Ren Zhen didn't know when he walked behind him, frowned and snatched the phone from his hand, and saw the caller on it, "Who did you just say was your brother?" Yang Xuanyi?"

“......”

"Ren Jiyuan, who is you over there?" The pen that was almost turned out of the afterimage suddenly stopped between his fingers, and Yang Xuan heard the strange male voice on the opposite side at the same time.

The other person? Could it be that he heard all the conversations here?