When the soul appeared, it showed an eager look, obviously trying to tell me something, but the time was too short, and the soul seemed to be unable to speak at all, because the faint almost gave people the feeling that it would disappear when the wind blew.

Finally, Fang Xiaonan pointed to the computer room below with his finger, and then gestured a six in front of me.

The time has come.

In an instant, all the spells that had been suspended in the air before were burned out.

The golden light cracked and broke as if it had been shattered.

Or sit on the rooftop, panting heavily, this guy not only used his own baby, but also used a lot of other people's own true qi, I patted the fat man's shoulder, and said lightly: "It's hard, but unfortunately we still haven't kept!" ”

The fat man gasped and complained: "Leave a fart, it's not at the same level at all, I'm doing my best, I'm going back to sleep tonight!" ”

After the fat man finished speaking, he walked down the stairs step by step with my support, and by the time we returned to the classroom, the thunderclouds in the computer glue had already disappeared.

The looming ceiling has also returned to its original appearance, that is, the broken computer is still in place, able to prove its own truth, and the mess that happened here.

The old driver came up to me and said, "What are we going to do next?" ”

I frowned and asked the two of them, "Zhang Xiaonan seems to have imagined what we said at the end, but he didn't say it, what does it mean to point to the bottom with his finger?" ”

The fat man replied breathlessly: "How do I know, that's not my daughter-in-law, didn't he give you a gesture!" ”

I did see the font language, but I didn't understand it.

What does it mean to draw a six with your hand?

Could it be that Fang Xiaonan spent so much effort for so long, just to shout a sentence of six-six-six for us?

In that case, Lao Tzu won't be able to play the rest of the matter.

I spent a long time in school, I really wanted to be a psychology teacher, and I didn't have much pay to work here, I was not a philanthropist, an educator.

I held my chin and walked around the room, what the hell does this six mean?

Just when I was sad and puzzled, suddenly the old driver next to me reminded me: "Big brothers, don't make trouble, since the other party is pointing down, it means that there is something to do with numbers in this room?" ”

Needless to say, I know the problem, what the hell is with numbers.

I looked around and looked closely, and there was a blackboard in the whole computer, and there was just one blackboard in the room.

I'm writing about more than 300 machines, with empty walls and tables all around.

And the whole room, whether it is a table, chair or computer, is not numbered at all.

With the addition of classes, it is simply casual sitting, and there are no fixed rules, so what else can this say?

I was thinking about it when I suddenly thought about something before we went to the office, and all the old computers, old desks and chairs were left in the office.

The other party pointed to the bottom, which does not mean that the room we are in now, this computer classroom has two floors, and the inside is all underneath.

I thought about this, walked into the office slowly, looked at the old computers, and suddenly realized that in the past, the computers were numbered.

Next to the display on the far left of the computer, there was a number pasted on it, and I immediately rummaged through these abandoned warehouses for a while to find the old computer number 6.

I took the computer out, put it in the hall, and plugged it in, but it didn't turn on at all, because it was long gone.

I said to the old driver: "There are specializations in technology, and there are rules in the industry, you can come!" ”

The old driver really didn't bring it in vain, and saw that the other party connected the computer to the power supply, and on the surface it was similar to me, but the computer was in the hands of others, and it was like being alive, and it was lit up in less than five minutes.

It's just that the computer is a little card.,The computer is updated every four years.,Plus so many students use it indiscriminately.,It's not protected at all.,It's good to be able to use it.,I've already given up on speed.。

After the repair and cleaning, the computer was working normally, but when I opened it, it was empty, and there was nothing.

But after several debugging sessions, the old driver found that there was such a hidden folder in the upper right corner of the screen in an instant.

When I opened the folder, I found that it was a word document.

The document is encrypted and difficult to open at all, but under the cracking of the old driver's ten fingers, the document can be considered cracked after ten minutes, and the result is opened, but after going up, it is found that it is actually a diary printed out of a computer.

There are a lot of things written on it, I pulled to the end of the document and saw that the signature was Fang Xiaonan.

It turned out that this computer was dedicated to Fang Xiaonan back then, which means that the information we wanted to know was in this document, and I read it from beginning to end.

Although this is something that is typed out of an electronic document, it is shocking between the words.

Because I found out that there was a huge secret hidden in it, which I had not thought of or even been implicated in the course of the previous investigation.

The diary is quite long.

It can be summed up in a few sentences, it is very simple, but in order to prevent losing some of the clues of the details, I decided to read it from beginning to end, otherwise I am sorry that the fat man and I worked so hard and insisted on staying for three seconds.

This is called a tragic event described in the diary, to be more simple and easy to understand, I directly deleted some irrelevant content, and then left important clues, and read them in turn according to Zhang Xiaonan's tone.

August 27th.

The weather was fine.

I found out that what my classmates said was true and not alarmist.

I felt like someone was following me, and I remember that outsiders couldn't come in this school, but I still felt like someone was following me, and there was always a pair of eyes staring at me behind my back, I didn't know who it was, and every time I looked back, I couldn't see anything.

The software research results of my computer were recognized by the whole school, and I decided to develop a second software now.

As for what this software is, I can't say right now, but if it can be done, I believe it will be able to make a splash in the world.

August 28th.

The weather was cloudy.

The software developer had a bit of a hard time and asked some of my peers, but they couldn't give me much advice.

I told the local security guard about the tracking, but the school security thought I was insane, but I saw it several times, and I saw the person who was following me, although I couldn't see the face, but it was already a shadow from a distance.

And this person who follows me always shows up at night, I usually have to work overtime until nine o'clock to be able to go back, for the development of this software, I can't continue to delay, I can't postpone because I'm afraid.