"Ding Dong ......" Just as Gao Fei fell asleep, the prompt sound from the mobile phone woke Su Qing up from her dream.

Su Qing opened her eyes, and when she saw the prompt message on the mobile phone screen clearly, she couldn't help but show a trace of astonishment.

"The self-media account registered by the senior?"

As an editor, Su Qing has many functions in the background, one of which is to set special attention.

Gao Fei registered his self-media account with a mobile phone number, and as soon as he posted the article, the system background automatically sent a prompt.

Su Qing smiled secretly, the senior still hadn't forgotten his dream back then, and said don't want to, but his body is very honest.

Curiously clicking on the screen, Su Qing wanted to see if after five years, Gao Fei's talent would be annihilated with time, or would it be like an active volcano that would accumulate energy and explode just waiting for an opportunity.

[Poems for my daughter]

Seeing the title, Su Qing's heart trembled.

A poem, a soulful poem, a poem to Yiyi!

Just reading it, Su Qing found that this was not just a poem for Yiyi, but also a poem for Ma Xiaoling.

Or the most affectionate Goofy...... Su Qing was a little painful, but relieved.

Isn't the Gao Fei she likes the talented and affectionate Gao Fei? It is precisely because of that Gao Fei that it is worth her to work hard, it is worth her to waste her youth, and if Gao Fei easily changes her stubborn appearance, she will not like it so much.

"Senior, what kind of poem did you write for her?" Su Qing's fingers slid down the screen tremblingly, looking at it line by line.

Yiyi, my daughter,

I thought I was in the wrong place,

Who wants to run into you.

Behold the village withered, the wilderness without people, the rivers foul,

Comedy is going on every day in the city.

Yiyi, my daughter,

Who told you to come to me,

Who told you I'm here.

Listen to the stray footsteps, the shortness of breath, the hoarse singing,

People are like ants on a hot pan.

Yiyi, my daughter,

Seeing you is like seeing home,

All the expressions are familiar to me.

Look at your bright smile, mountains and plains, wind and rain,

It's still the Rongyi of our hometown.

Yiyi, my daughter,

Thou drifting child, thou joy of the wind,

Listen to the extremes of heaven and earth, the waters are clear, and the spirit walks on them,

You and I met there.

Yiyi, my daughter,

I was in too much of a hurry that time,

Walk alone into this strange land.

Look at this mountain and water, the heart is empty, and the dream is sad,

The eye of the night is seen until the day is gone.

Yiyi, my daughter,

You came to the night to understand the expectation,

You came to see through the barrier by daylight.

Listen to the eternal time, which has no end and no end, and no end,

Strangers can love each other.

After reading the last line, two lines of tears also slipped down the corners of Su Qing's eyes.

Words and sentences, calling Yiyi, but behind each sentence, there is Ma Xiaoling's face.

So is this all love?

The meeting of fate, the pursuit of fate, familiar with all your expressions, loving you as if you are in love with your hometown, she is your eye in the night, and she is also your soul.

Su Qing did not have any unwillingness, but was moved by the poem.

Just like when she was on campus, secretly looking at the figure of the pair of beautiful people, Su Qing would not resent it, but silently blessed it.

At this moment, Su Qing suddenly understood Xu Xu's tears and questioning.

They are idols in youth, satisfying all fantasies about love.

Especially in this poem, every word seems to be soaked in tears, like radiating light, like a hand stretched out from a distant time across youth, gently passing away the tears of every lost person, and saying softly: Thank you for your hard work......

"Woo woo......" Su Qing finally couldn't help it, choked up, shrugged her shoulders, and couldn't sleep anymore.

Love is like this, there are always people who can't sleep well, and there are always people who can't sleep at night.

......

When Goofy woke up, it was just after six o'clock and the room was silent. Yiyi and Erbao are still asleep.

Grabbing his mobile phone casually, Gao Fei subconsciously opened today's hot APP, wanting to see the poems published last night.

Probably because the self-media account has just been registered, [Continue to be stubborn] only has 3 poor fans, and [Poems for Daughters] only have 5 reads.

Gao Fei had already guessed this result, and poetry was originally something that was slowly abandoned by this era. Everyone strides forward, preferring to play two jumps and one jump, to play a game of glory of kings, to watch a volcano video, to watch fragmented news, rather than to calm down and read a poem.

But poetry should not perish, they are the only thing that can calm people down in this impetuous society.

"Huh, there's a comment?" Goofy suddenly made a new discovery and slid down to look.

[Light snow and early sunshine]: A few times under the flowers to sit on the cooking flute, the silver man red wall into the distance. It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset. Lingering thoughts and pulling out the cocoon, like a sad heart peeling banana. In March and May of three or five years, the poor glass of wine never went away. Editor: Are you sure your poem is written for your daughter and not for your wife?

Gao Fei was full of emotion, this is a bosom friend.

A new poem, an ancient poem, separated by hundreds of years, but with the same thoughts, obsessions, nostalgia and expectations.

Gao Fei thought for a moment and replied: "Thank you for your comment, I also like this song by Huang Jingren's [Qihuai Fifteen]. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the bedroom door opened, and Yi Yi rubbed her eyes and walked out, muttering, "Baba, hug." ”

So saying, she ran over, got into Goofy's arms, buried her head in her chest, and fell into a deep sleep.

Gao Fei gently hugged his daughter, and the feelings in his heart faded little by little.

The dust of the past is gone, and the present is becoming clearer.

Ma Xiaoling is in the past, if he can get it back, he will be desperate.

And Yi Yi is the present and the future, cherish everything you have now, live every day, love life, and work hard to live up to this little angel given by God.

It's a new day again, and there's a lot going on.

Li Gaofeng and Wang Xiaohua went to various government departments to handle various registration permits.

In accordance with Gao Fei's requirements, Liu Jie went to the market to find the most cost-effective equipment.

Peng Cai volunteered to supervise the work in the central kitchen.

With their help, Goofy was liberated, but he was not idle.

Sitting in a funeral shop, with his laptop open, Goofy's fingers tapping on the keyboard and writing code.

Yang Wenhui came over and took a look, she couldn't understand it at all, and whispered to another clerk: "What is the boss knocking, it looks like a hacker on TV." ”

The clerk smiled: "Have you ever seen such an old hacker as the boss?"

Yang Wenhui nodded and said, "That's right, hackers are all young, and the boss's age is not suitable." ”

Gao Fei heard what they said, and he felt this grievance in his heart: I am only twenty-eight years old, am I very old?

Goofy is really a hacker.

He's upgrading [Polar Shadow] and adding some features.

After two hours of typing the code, [Polar Shadow 2] was born. Unlike the 1st generation, which monitors mobile phones, the 2nd generation is much more powerful.

Goofy opened the software, logged on to the website of the Qiangli Group, and began to look for vulnerabilities.

Searching, sniffing, sneaking in, and cracking over and over again, the second-hand computer of 2000 yuan made a "buzzing" fan sound, and the CPU performance was mined to the extreme.

Half an hour later, there was a "Didi" sound, and the invasion was successful.

Through the website of the Qiangli Group, Gao Fei infiltrated the main server, and through the connection of the server, he obtained several frequently logged IPs, one of which was the general control room of the Qiangli Group Building.

The Polar Shadow 2 is a sharp weapon that is ahead of its time, and with a slight attack, the firewall of the powerful group is broken and completely falls.

Goofy easily took control of the entire powerful group's network and lurked silently.