At the front of the table, there was an empty chair, and from time to time someone looked at the chair, but a more nervous look flashed in their eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But next to the empty chair, sat an acquaintance.

If Qin Yunniang saw his face, she would definitely recognize it. This person is the boy with gold wire glasses who sent her an invitation letter in the library.

The boy was sitting on a soft chair without squinting, with the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose still on his face, with an extremely indifferent expression. And on the table right in front of him, there was a stack of papers and tea, but it was cold now.

The whole conference room was quiet. Suddenly, outside, there was a slow, crisp sound of leather shoes.

Suddenly, in the whispering conference room, there was an instant silence, and it was so quiet that it could be heard.

The door opened slowly, but it seemed to be blown in a cold air, accompanied by the crisp sound of leather shoes, everyone's hearts jumped suddenly, and they subconsciously turned their eyes over.

This is a very handsome and cold teenager.

A fair face, with sharp edges. Unsmiling, cold as a star.

With a tall nose and deep eyes, every move reveals a strong aristocratic atmosphere. Only on his face, like a 10,000-year-old glacier, there was an extremely cold expression. The black eyes glanced at the sides of the table, emitting a sharp light.

Mu Zihe is also the president of the student union of Eton Noble School.

"President." At this time, the boy next to him stood up, pushed the golden eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said solemnly: "Regarding this programming discussion conference, all the preparations have been made at present, just wait for the chairman to sign and take effect, and the people below will implement it." As he spoke, he handed over the stacked papers on the table.

Mu Zihe took the document, nodded lightly, and sat on the chair, his head slightly bowed, and his face expressionless.

"Also, about the Horde & Alliance game being maliciously attacked by hackers last month." He paused, and seeing that the president was still silent, he continued, "There has been progress in this matter. ”

"Huh?" The voice was extremely cold, and there was a hint of emotion on the face of the glacier that had not melted for thousands of years, "Go on." He waved his hand and said coldly.

"According to the old cat's investigation for a month, I finally found the destroyed game number and the last login location." At this, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Where?"

"Haibei Province, Chaoyang City!" The boy pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and slowly opened his mouth to read.

Suddenly, there was a whisper in the conference room.

Mu Zihe frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Do you suspect that the group of people from Biyang University are doing it again?" ”

He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, with a calm and smiling face: "Forty percent of the shares of the Tribal and Alliance Games under the name of Yidun Creative Company belong to the student union of our Eton Noble School, but any company with a little strength should know the consequences of daring to provoke us." In addition, even those freaks in the technical department of our school, who have deep contradictions with us, should not be so disrespectful and do such malicious things. ”

"So," he shrugged, "the only possibility, and the attacker who lives in Chaoyang City, can only be those unpredictable information weirdos in Biyang University." ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to mention it casually: "Moreover, Ye Lixuan has always been at odds with us." ”

Ye Lixuan!

Mu Zihe's cold face was full of coldness, and his brows were slightly wrinkled from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.

The entire conference room was filled with a strange atmosphere. From time to time, someone carefully raised their heads and quietly exchanged glances for certain hints and information.

Suddenly, his fingers tapped on the table with a crisp sound. All eyes converged again.

"President Han." Suddenly, Mu Zihe slowly spoke: "There is something I almost forgot. Why do we at EtonHouse Noble School, the annual programming seminar, invite people from other schools to come in? Please give me a reasonable explanation! The tone was cold, with strong questioning and dissatisfaction.

Everyone was stunned, just studying the game being maliciously attacked, but they didn't expect that when they mentioned the three words Ye Lixuan, they actually jumped directly to other issues.

President Han, named Han Yufan, is one of the three vice presidents of the student union.

Facing Mu Zihe's aggressive questioning, he pushed the gold wire glasses without hurrying, then stood up and said word by word: "On that invitation letter, there is the president's autograph and seal, and I just sent it to the destination." ”

Mu Zihe's cold face was like a 10,000-year-old glacier at this time, emitting an extremely cold ailment, and a pair of black eyes stared at him, "Han Yufan, it's not your turn to interfere in my affairs!" Also, take care of your own sister, even if it's a woman, there is a limit to my patience! ”

Han Yufan's indifferent face could no longer be hung up, and his face gradually became cold. With a cold snort, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of mockery: "President Mu is really tall and arrogant, no wonder the girls in the entire school admire and worship you very much." A self-deprecating look flashed on his face, "Hehe, if the teachers and students of the whole school know that you, the student president who is worshiped by ten thousand people, actually secretly likes that Qin..."

"Shut up!" Suddenly, Mu Zihe roared angrily, the cold chill on his face was like substance, staring at him with reddened eyes. The two whitish hands pinched Han Yufan's collar tightly, as if he dared to speak, and he would not hesitate to pinch the other party to death.

"Humph!" Han Yufan snorted coldly and sat directly on the chair.

In the conference room, there was once again a strange atmosphere.

After a long time, Mu Zihe said coldly: "Cancel the execution effect of that letter, and inform her that the programming competition prohibits unrelated personnel from other schools from participating." ”

"I'm sorry, I refuse to carry out this order." Han Yufan pushed the golden eyes, looked at each other, and said expressionlessly: "This is not only insulting the reputation of our school, but..." ”

Mu Zihe's face instantly became gloomy, and he was silent and lowered his head. The clenched fist was clenched into a ball: "Ye-Li-Xuan!" The three words were almost squeezed out of his throat, and in his eyes, with these three words, a cold chill and tyranny emerged.

At this time, Han Yufan finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Mu Zihe, this person has brought him too much pressure! Whether it is the skill of handling things, or the mind and courage, there are few opponents in that class circle. Therefore, since he was a child, he admired the person in front of him, but also was jealous and fearful. admired his bravery, determination and wisdom, jealous of his ability and courage, and even more frightened of the gap between the two as they grew up.