Gu Yanyuan stared at the computer screen tightly, his fingers flying faster and faster.
He was tracking Fu Yue's IP address.
Seeing that it has loaded to 95%, it will be cracked soon.
Gu Yanyuan's computer instantly went black.
There was a sting.
His keyboard was even smoking, and the young man's delicate and gentle eyebrows were looming behind the smoke, making him look even colder and weirder.
The results are obvious.
His computer is dead.
The phone call just now had already been hung up.
Gu Yanyuan laughed softly.
The lowered voice became more and more hoarse and charming in the empty room, not as clear as it was just now.
Very powerful girl.
Makes one want to... destroy.
At this time, Gu Yanyuan's cell phone rang again.
He lowered his eyes and took a look.
[Late Warmth]: Brother Gao Leng, if you want to know who I am, just tell me straight up, why bother to go round and round like this.
Dating online with me, then face to face~
Fu Yue on the other side has already returned to the dormitory, wrapped in a quilt and waiting for Gu Yanyuan's answer.
After about a few minutes.
The phone beeps.
Fu Yue saw a simple good word in the other party's dialog box.
Fu Yue raised her eyebrows with interest, and she briskly typed a word.
[Late Warmth]: It's a deal, my boyfriend, good night.
Throwing down such a simple and perfunctory sentence, Fu Yue threw the phone aside, turned off the light, and lay down to sleep.
Gu Yanyuan on the other side.
The slender, white fingers paused slightly, and the boy's eyes, which were as silent as an abyss, flashed a faint sense of confusion.
He didn't know what kind of purpose he had typed this good word.
Staring at the sentence sent from the opposite side.
Good night? Heh... extremely perfunctory.
Gu Yanyuan curled his lips into a mocking smile, put the mobile phone on the bedside table casually, and threw the scrapped notebook under the bed.
Met a little thing that didn't know how to live or die.
What to do... I don't know for now.
the next day.
Inside the classroom of Class A of Senior Three.
Fu Yue sat in her seat with no expression on her face. Her deskmate was Tang Guoguo. At this time, she was burying her head and playing with her mobile phone with both hands under the desk.
Fu Yue glanced at her.
That girl was playing a game, her eyeballs were all straight.
There are about thirty people in this class. The classroom is bright and spacious. Everyone is wearing uniforms tailored for them by the school. They are neat and eye-catching at a glance.
Fu Yue glanced around and found that most of the people were doing their own things quietly. The huge classroom was so quiet that there was no sign of any noise at all.
That's right, in this Ning'an High School, most of them are children who have received aristocratic education, and they have done well in etiquette.
Of course, in each class, there will be a few sitting in the back row who don't want to study, but they are all playing with themselves, either playing with their phones with their heads down, or simply sleeping, and there is no phenomenon of whispering.
Fu Yue took one more look at those people, her eyes were a little curious, as far as she knew, these students were the ones who took the lead in bullying Murong Wan in the plot... The reason is very simple and very fucking.
She is not pleasing to the eye.
Fu Yue propped her fair and small chin with both hands, and stared at the blackboard for a long time in a daze.
She was thinking about her mission.
Now that the plot has developed to the point where Murong Wan and Mu Yicheng have become entangled together, Lin Qingran and Murong Wan's forced love model has not yet begun.