Chapter 236: Is the Conscience Still There?

Yan Si felt that the other party's skills were strong and quite interesting, but Xu Youzhi lowered his eyes indifferently, and only felt a little impatient and uneasy.

She squinted, the lit cigarette burned between her fingers, she didn't open her mouth to bite, the half-fine smoke rose, slightly lining her dark and cold eyes.

"Can you find out the IP address of the other party?"

"Yes," said Yan Si, "but what I found must be fake." ”

"Ah," she squinted, her fingertips tapped a button on the laptop, the current sound was noisy for a moment, and then, the picture gradually became clearer, half a second later, the picture gradually stabilized, and then the young man's cold and clean voice was like a small river flowing lightly, slowly pouring out, she used the low male voice in the video as the background sound, and said softly, "Your Trojan virus, how many people can be trapped?" ”

???

Yan Si's eyes widened in surprise.

Although his skills are indeed not too top-notch, it is still not too difficult for the whole awesome virus to come out, okay!

That's it? That's it! I still have to be ridiculed by a 16-year-old girl!

Yan Si snorted and sneered: "Xu Youzhi, you touch your own conscience and ask her, are you still there?" ”

In all fairness, this girl was quite cute when she was a child, but as soon as she grew up, the horn was turned on, and the whole person became more and more poisonous and owed.

He has been a doctor for so many years, and he has never heard that with the development of the human brain, the conscience will shrink at the same time.

The people over there didn't seem to speak anymore, Yan Si waited for a few seconds, and suddenly heard the background sound over there.

Paul Gauguin, along with Vincent van Gogh and CΓ©zanne, is known as the three great masters of Post-Impressionism.

Gauguin's contribution to modern art is reflected in theory and form, in his belief in the nature of painting, which he believes is something independent of nature, and art is a certain way of life that he aspires to. His painting style and painting form are free from spiritual shackles, and run through the mysterious, primitive, symbolic, and subjective concept of painting. He drew inspiration from primitive art and traditional art, whether it is composition or color, it has a strong decorative effect and mystery, touches people's hearts, pursues the highly subjective exaggeration of form and color, has a certain influence on later artists, and opens up the way and guides the direction for various primitive art and symbolic art. ”

Yan Si: "??? What do you listen to? Started learning? Which man's voice is this, you are so upright, not afraid that your cat will be jealous and scratch you? Besides, Lao Tzu is an emergency doctor, not an art student, why are you putting this for me? Cultivating sentiments? I'm sorry I don't understand. ”

"If you don't understand, learn it." Xu Youzhi pressed the pause, and lazily whispered to Yan Si over there, "You accompany Yun Wen well, and I will notify you when your opponent comes." ”

Yan Si: "Hey, hey, stop, you're going to leave a background monitor on my computer?" Don't be tidy, what if I watch some wonderful documentaries about the great harmony of life that you don't want to watch at night, and you find out how embarrassing it will be for me? ”

"I'm not going to laugh at you."

"Don't laugh? What about your fart? ”

Yan Si held the phone and laughed coldly.

"I don't know who was idle last time and suddenly hacked into my computer.,Shut down my video without saying anything.,Afterwards, he took a screenshot of a folder for me?"