“Beep, beep, beep—”
The machine's alarm sounded sharply and rapidly.
He Yuan and others' expressions suddenly changed.
"Failed." He Jia's fingers turned a little blue due to excessive force. At this moment, she was sweating profusely due to nervousness.
After Guan Yan's invasion failed on the big screen, the other party followed the network cable and attacked their host frantically. Guan Yan gradually lost control, slammed his hands on the keyboard, raised his head, and watched the other party devour his computer step by step...
Until the computer screen goes black.
Guan Yan's face was pale as if he had just lost a battle. He pulled the corner of his mouth and turned back to say to the girl next to him: "Fortunately, Sun, you anticipated the result and asked them to cut off the signal here in advance."
Qiao Nian sat cross-legged with the computer on his legs, withdrew his gaze from the screen, his black eyelashes drooped to hide the sharpness in his eyes, and said in a calm voice.
"You did a great job. You helped me avoid a lot of traps, and I also figured out some tricks."
"Really?" Guan Yan was pulled out of his subtle lost mood, and his peach blossom eyes brightened again: "Boss, are you sure?"
But for a prodigy like Qiao Nian who has never lost a battle, a 60% chance of success is not high, and there is even a lot of uncertainty involved.
The girl answered her first question first: "Yeah."
Her short hair fell on her shoulders, with neat and clean curves.
“Sixty percent…” Guan Yan was a little surprised when he heard that. Sixty percent is a very high probability for ordinary people, after all, it is more than half.
Qiao Nian pulled down his baseball cap, bent his waist slightly, turned on his computer, and lowered his collar slightly to reveal his cold white collarbone.
Then he said the second one: "Sixty percent."
She turned on her computer.
Guan Yan consciously held his breath, raised his fair neck and stared at the big screen to see how Qiao Nian planned to invade the other party's host.
The big screen in the control room went dark for ten minutes before lighting up again. Time seemed to be stretched, and every second seemed unusually long.
Everyone's face was filled with seriousness and anxiety, their eyes revealed uneasiness and worry. They either frowned or pursed their lips, as if they were trying their best to cope with this sudden tension.
Even though Guan Yan had reminded them not to disturb Qiao Nian's work, some people couldn't stand the huge psychological pressure and whispered.
"Is she okay?"
No one answered him.
He continued to talk to himself: "Even though Guan Yan is so talented, he still failed. Can she do it?"
Bo Jingxing and Guan Yan arrived earlier. The people here knew Guan Yan's strength better than Qiao Nian's.
Even though Guan Yan said that Qiao Nian was very good in this area, they had just witnessed with their own eyes how Guan Yan failed, so it was inevitable that some people would become uneasy and begin to doubt.
"She looks so young. I heard she hasn't graduated from National Tsing Hua University yet?"
“I’m not a computer science student either.”
He Yuan and others did not say so, but they had to admit that he expressed what most people were most worried about deep down.
Ye Wangchuan stood there, emitting a cold aura.
"Who stipulated that only students majoring in computer science can be good hackers? Did you make that provision?"
"I… "
His eyes were cold and his voice was so cold that it made people tremble. This simple and direct indifference made it easy for people to detect his emotions.
The man who questioned Qiao Nian turned pale with fear, shrank his neck, hid behind his colleague, and secretly regretted that he was so outspoken and said what he thought. (End of this chapter)