Chapter 18: The Ghost Virus
"I don't know," the senior saw that the people who had always been unserious were all serious, and he couldn't help but be worried, and his voice was worried, "When the teacher in the computer room called us over, he only said that the computer would automatically crash for no reason, and after opening it, it would start to automatically jump code, this one is already the fourth, we have tried to rewrite the program, but we still can't stop the virus implanted code from running." ”
The blue light of the computer screen was reflected on Lu Xixing's face, making his face a little ugly.
He paused, his fingers clenched for a moment, and began to tap the keyboard quickly again.
On a computer screen with a background reduced to a dot of light, lines of English code were added, but to no avail.
The virus code runs out, and the entire computer is formatted, and it still falls into an inoperable panic state.
Directly delete all files, and even force stop all runnable programs......
What kind of virus is this, so domineering.......
Lu Xixing's face turned cold, and his eyes were gloomy.
This virus is too cunning, not only can it directly invade the control program, replicate it quickly, but it will also automatically erase the traces left by itself, Lu Xixing used the fastest speed to track it, but he couldn't find half of the clues it left, and he couldn't crack the virus program at all.
This virus...... Like a ghost, wielding a scythe, destroying all the delicate programs in its path, and not giving them any room to recover.
Looking at the machine that had completely stopped running, Lu Xixing's face was extremely bad.
This computer is already useless, and if he guesses correctly, the entire computer room, and even the entire school computer, may have been invaded by this virus......
They must notify the teacher as soon as possible to stop the spread of the virus!
The graduate student quickly realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately called the college and the teacher.
However, Dean Tang's phone was turned off, and the relevant person in charge of the school could only notify the other teachers and ask them to think of a way together.
Lu Xixing leaned against the wall outside the computer room, feeling so frustrated for the first time, his teeth clenched, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed into the snow-white wall, his eyes crossed unwillingly.
That's impossible...... There is no such thing as a virus in this world that has no weaknesses......
He was still thinking about the string of code that ran automatically, but the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Lu Xixing glanced at the mobile phone screen that showed it to be "Ziyu", tilted his head, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down before raising the phone.
Lu Ziyu's voice on the other end was soft:
"Third brother, is your matter over?"
She told him that he was going to pick her up and listen to her play the piano.
Lu Xixing eased his mind:
"Not yet."
He paused and rubbed his eyebrows:
"You go first."
I took another deep breath, and the emotions in my tone were not so intense:
"Next time, the third brother will go."
Lu Ziyu paused slightly, and then said softly:
"Okay."
"Then, third brother," the girl's voice was full of concern, "you take care of yourself." ”
Lu Xixing paused his hand and softened his expression: "Well, I know." ”
Lu Ziyu hung up the phone, turned her head to the few people who were looking at her expectantly, and apologized:
"I'm sorry."
The innocent-looking girl wore a white dress, looking arrogant and elegant, and said apologies, but there was no apology in her expression:
"My third brother has something to do, and he may not be able to come."
The others were a little disappointed, and their eager gaze at Lu Ziyu suddenly decreased by half.
Lu Ziyu's face was unwavering, but there was sarcasm in his eyes, and his fingers were clenched.
A group of ugly ducklings also delusionally wanted to catch the third brother through her.
But......
The eyes of the person whose fingers were unconsciously rubbing the pink phone moved slightly, and there were wisps of emotion floating in his eyes.
This is the first time that the third brother has rejected her because of something else......
What could be more important than seeing her play the piano?
Lu Ziyu's eyes were slightly gloomy.
**
Song Yue was late again, and this time it was later than before, the first class was about to start, and she just arrived, looking like she was in a bad mood.
At the end of class, Song Yue really lay on the table aggrievedly, and didn't even want to open the schoolbag.
The person who had been playing the game leaned back, and the four-legged chair hung firmly in the air with one of its feet, and the person who was playing with his mobile phone in his hand maintained this position effortlessly:
"Copybook."
Song Yue was slightly stunned, and followed her line of sight to look into the drawer, a beautifully bound notebook with neat paper and smooth and elegant English font was lying inside, with a few rays of morning light on the surface.
Song Yue blinked and looked at the person who was still playing the game.
"Woo woo woo, Lu Yu I love you!"
Song Yue flipped through the notebook lovingly, looked at Lu Yu, and complained: "Woo, why don't you say you love me!" ”
When Gu Yu heard this, Dai Mei raised her eyebrows, held the mobile phone in one hand, and put on the black earphone in her right ear.
As soon as Song Yue wanted to continue complaining, the class bell rang, so she could only turn her head and carefully put the notebook on the table.
Then looking at the schoolbag he was spreading on the table, his excitement was mostly reduced, and his face collapsed.
But no matter what, he still has to accept the facts, Song Yue can only take out a few answer sheets with a lot of comments written in his schoolbag.
The first session is the class teacher, Mr. Liang Wenyue.
As soon as he came in, he put down the lesson plan and propped his hands on the podium.
The chair Gu Yu was sitting on had already landed on all four legs, but her fingers were still sliding rapidly.
Liang Wenyue's voice was gentle:
"I gave you a task last week, and you shouldn't have forgotten it, right?"
The students of Class 7 answered sparsely.
Liang Wenyue nodded: "Now the representatives of each subject will collect the answer sheet." ”
As soon as the voice fell, the whole classroom resounded with the sound of the answer sheet flipping.
Although most of the students in Class 7 are sent in by school choice fees, the parents who can send them to key high schools still have certain expectations for their children's grades, and many comments are written very seriously.
But Chen Quanhe, the representative of the mathematics class, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Song Yue's math answer sheet.
Looking at the very style, the handwriting of the fountain pen with three points into the wood is full of literati atmosphere, sprinkled with water, divided into strips and dots, densely packed with a large area.
Chen Quanhe suddenly understood why Song Yue studied so hard.
If his parents were willing to write so many words on his two-digit answer sheet, he would probably be willing to study it seriously.
He paused, then looked back at the man who seemed to be still playing.
Her answer sheet was placed in the upper right corner of the desk, a snow-white top, with the same beautiful and stunning pen letters.
Lu Xiao.
Chen Quanhe's gaze shifted downward.
The comment is only four words.
Keep up the good work.
Chen Quanhe expressed understanding.
If his parents saw the snow-white answer sheet, it would be good not to kill him, let alone sign and write comments......
Not to mention Lu Yu, cough.
Chen Quanhe reached out and took the answer sheet, retracted his gaze, and after collecting the answer sheet, he handed it to the podium.
Like Chen Quanhe, Liang Wenyue saw Song Yue's answer sheet at first glance, which was densely packed with comments and very charming words.
He pressed the corner of the answer sheet with his fingers, took it out and looked at it, and then raised his eyes to look at Song Yue, who didn't dare to look up, and sighed in his heart.
Actually, it's not that hard to predict.
Song Yue's father also often called to ask Song Yue about her study and life at school, and at first glance she belonged to the kind of responsible parents, and it was not surprising that she could teach Song Yue such a well-behaved child and write such serious comments.
But Song Yue's results ......