Chapter 341: Literary Gala

"What do you care about so much? Do you want to make money? Don't make money! This voice seems to have been heard not long ago, the person on the side called him Brother Chu, Jiang Futing remembered the name of Chu Yun on the library card just now, and confirmed it in his heart.

"Okay! So how to write this time? Many of the people below me are tired of this set of rhetoric! "There's a third person.

"The dead person just wrote casually, you are still afraid that she will come to you, I heard others say that her business is quite big, and I thought it was a little tricky, but the last time I saw the news, what kind of goods!" Chu Yunde's voice was full of disdain for them.

"Or just say ......" The boy on the other side was about to pay attention.

Before Chu Yun finished speaking, Jiang Futing said, "Boom! He pushed open the door and looked at them coldly.

The three of them obviously didn't expect someone to come in suddenly, so they shook their bodies in fright, turned their heads and met Jiang Futing's knife-like gaze in shock.

"No one who is not from the student council is allowed to enter!" Jiang Futing said coldly.

"No, I'm sorry President Jiang! We're just borrowing it for the time being, and we're coming in when we see there's no one in there, so we'll leave right away! Chu Yun immediately walked over and smiled, squeezing his eyes at the people behind him.

The remaining two classmates also hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry! It's the first time we've been here, president, so I don't know if it's for the student union, so we won't do it again in the future! ”

"Don't take it as an example." Jiang Futing said coldly, the things that were originally furnished inside were well avoided, and they hid in a very clever position, and it didn't look like it was the first time, but they often gathered here.

He locked the door to the storage room, pondered whether to tell the school to change the locks, and walked into the student meeting room.

It is said that the conference room is similar to a large classroom, after all, there are more students who join the meeting, but the seats are more comfortable than ordinary desks.

Jiang Futing stepped onto the podium and briefly summed up the work of the first half of the semester, what he said was not very concise but clear, and several ministers carefully wrote down their own tasks.

At the end of the daily work, he flipped through the mobile phone note: "The more important thing this semester is the New Year's Day party at the end of December, which was originally scheduled for the evening of December 31, and the people of the Ministry of Culture and Recreation selected the host and the selection of each class competition. And one more thing, "

"Before the end of the semester, there will be a selection of new presidents, and those who want to run, please be prepared, the new presidents will be announced at the beginning of the next semester." Jiang Futing glanced at the cadres in the first and second years of high school, and the eyes of these people were full of passionate fighting spirit at the moment

"Good!" Basically, the new students shouted the loudest.

The way of selecting the host of the entertainment department is very clear,Directly from the students who want to participate in the first interview audition,Finally, select ten outstanding people,Put it in the school post bar to vote,Each participant,A video of the competition will be attached,People who are interested outside the school can also vote,Two votes per person per day,The last one with the highest vote,It is the host。

Jiang Futing has no opinion on this plan, the selection method is very good, fair and open,

It will also increase people's interest in the event.

Although the original intention of all things is good, they are only students after all, and the process and result are always uncontrollable to the unexpected side.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, the daily gossip of the students began again, and these people would have all kinds of gossip content every day, even if it was the same, as long as there were some small abnormalities, it was enough for them to be excited for several days.

"Did you just read the school post?"

"Look! I didn't expect Li Ning to be such a! ”

"Who are you talking about?" It seems that someone wants to join their team.

"It's the Li Ningru in Class 6, the one who participated in the election of the host of the literary evening."

"She's the host? Yes! Aren't she and Lin Jiajia double school flowers! I'm content with one of these two! ”

"Come on, it's still a school flower, the White Lotus is almost the same!"

"She was secretly taken care of in private, and was exposed by her classmates in the post bar, and I heard that she had a fetus!"

It's this kind of stuff again.

Jiang Futing frowned, he didn't want to care so much, but thinking that this matter involved the host of the art club, he opened the post bar, and the content in front of him was the same as everything that night, and every remark was particularly shocking.

Obviously, everyone is still just students, but they are just as scary as the group of people on Weibo, and even more so, they keep saying all kinds of foul language that is difficult to hear in real life, just because of a few thin photos.

Jiang Futing looked at all kinds of fanciful revelations, and the look on his face was as cold as ice.

"Yo! It turns out that you will also be curious about this kind of thing when the school sticks it! Yang Linsheng didn't know when he suddenly appeared next to him and shouted.

Jiang Futing ignored him and closed his mobile phone, I don't know if it was because of the uproar about Wu Zixuan before, Yang Linsheng was much more restrained than before during this time, and his personality was not so bullying.

"Oops, there's nothing to hide! It's a person who has to be a little curious, not to mention that the person concerned is a big beauty! Yang Linsheng didn't seem to notice that Jiang Futing was in a bad state at this time, leaning on his desk and saying indifferently.

Jiang Futing didn't bother to explain too much to him, and said incorrectly: "If you have nothing to do, I'll ask the chemistry teacher to add homework to you."

After Yang Linsheng heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely ugly, he glared at Jiang Futing uncertainly, and walked away directly with the wind on the soles of his feet.

The next class is already a rare computer class in the third year of high school, and only two classes are scheduled a week. This kind of class is the same as physical education class in the third year of high school, and it is called a class, but in fact, it is no different from rest.

In the computer classroom, you can clearly hear all kinds of crackling keyboard tapping, and students who like to play games can also take the page game to plug their teeth without online games.

Jiang Futing silently chose a place in the far corner of the classroom, and in the pitch-black picture, he quickly typed out the program code that most of the students still couldn't understand, and his fingertips kept jumping on the keyboard, deftly like a dance.

He basically took the campus during recess

The posts in the post bar were simply and quickly browsed, and I found that those about the real hammer broke the news were all the same account, and then there were three or four large numbers that were spreading and forwarding.

He was now out of the program control of the school computer and stuck at a critical moment.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of Yang Linsheng quietly dormant from the front position and sat in the seat next to him

Jiang Futing switched his computer page to a popular science reading website in a second, scrolled the mouse slowly with his middle finger, and said lightly: "You can't change the position at will in class."

Yang Linsheng knew that he was going to say this, and said nonchalantly, "You think I am willing to sit with you, my machine is broken, so I can only sit in the back." ”

Jiang Futing looked at the vacant position in front of him, the blue screen on the computer was clear and dazzling, and the fingers pinching the mouse couldn't help but exert a few more force.

Yang Linsheng didn't say much, he couldn't wait to turn on the computer, insert his USB flash drive, import the chicken game, wear headphones, and the operation in his hand was so fast that he was about to take off!

No wonder the computer in front of me is going to crash.

Jiang Futing kept scrolling on the web, the scrolling time was well controlled, people who didn't know really thought he was reading, closed a window, and then opened another new one, he observed Yang Linsheng for 7 minutes with his residual vision, before confirming that this person had fallen into the game wholeheartedly.

Jiang Futing was still vigilant, opened the program page, and secretly observed the people around him while tapping carefully.

At this time, he had already bypassed the background monitoring of the school's host, cleaned up the traces, and then slowly crawled into the target account along the web page record of his target ID.

Fortunately, this account is logging in at this moment, and it is a mobile phone, the tense expression on Jiang Futing's face finally relaxed, he is not a technical boss, but he usually barely learns a little, and the above operations alone have already cost him a lot of energy.

Jiang Futing quickly invaded the data, and as the movements in his hands swept through layer after layer of code, he didn't think about controlling anything, he directly backed up the information he needed in the background, and quickly exited before others found out.

In the past ten minutes, his heart has been beating at a high frequency, he has never done such a thing before, this feeling is like putting him outside a high-speed train, nervous, stimulated, and his back is faintly sweating.

Finally exited from the target account safely, Jiang Futing relaxed the string in his heart and slowly swept away the remaining traces.

The work is just the end of the day, and the last symbol is struck.

"it!" A loud sound of surprise rang in my ears.

Jiang Futing's back stiffened suddenly, and he turned his head, Yang Linsheng's eyes were really fixed on the code in front of the computer, and he was about to say something.

Yang Linsheng suddenly scolded: "Why did your computer crash!" This school computer is rubbish! ”

Jiang Futing paused, obviously a little surprised by what Yang Linsheng said, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the people on the side started talking to themselves again.

"But your problem shouldn't be big, I used to have a black screen on my computer at home, and then I gave it directly

Kai has changed for the better again. He said that he stretched his hand directly to Jiang Futing's host, and before the other party could stop it, his index finger poked directly into the restart button.

Jiang Futing's computer was completely dark, and he could clearly see through the reflection of the screen that his face exuded a biting coldness.

Thirty seconds later, the familiar page of Windows was displayed again, and Yang Linsheng looked at him proudly: "Look, Lao Tzu is a professional!"

Jiang Futing was so stubborn that he didn't let himself make a move on the people on the side, his eyes were dark again, and he said coldly: "2 points will be deducted for changing seats privately in class."

After hearing this, Yang Linsheng shouted with all kinds of unhappiness on his face: "Come to repair the computer for you, you still score me?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't bother to listen to his complaints, checked the computer that was restarted, the school computer and the Internet cafΓ© computer will be cleared when restarted, he checked it carefully, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, when he just operated, he left a hand to automatically prepare the USB flash drive, otherwise it would have been all in vain just now, and I don't know if I have such good luck next time I want to go in again.

The people on the side were still muttering in low voices.

Jiang Futing was a little impatient when he was read, and said lightly: "One point." ”

Yang Linsheng stopped talking in an instant as if he had picked up a big bargain.

(End of chapter)