Chapter 17

The topic discussed by the computer department can never be separated from the network, and it is the same today. Hackers are no longer a mysterious existence. In today's society, novices who know a little about the network can hide from hackers, not to mention college students in the computer department of FD University.

The students in the Department are discussing the hacker war in the middle of the night. There are three or four together, and seven or eight around the corner, including Lin Qiang. There were only two people in the classroom who did not participate in the discussion. One was Zhang Yuan, who was reading a book, and the other was mu wanqiu, not far in front of Zhang Yuan.

Although Zhang Yuan came from the countryside, he is also a sophomore of FD University. How can he not know the word hacker. In his mind, hacker is a mysterious existence, a highly skilled and free existence.

He likes computers and networks, so he adores hackers in the bottom of his heart. Mystery? Suddenly, he suddenly thought of Yang Tian. He remembered hearing the clattering sound of the keyboard when he got up in the middle of the night.

"Brother Tian?" Zhang Yuan raised his head, revealing a trace of doubt in his dark eyes.

"You boy, reading like this every day will become stupid sooner or later!"

Zhang Yuan woke up from his daze, turned around and saw that the speaker was Lin Qiang. He scratched his head and asked, "brother Lin, aren't you busy?" Lin Qiang often guides him on some academic and programming technical issues, so he respects Lin Qiang in his heart.

"Ha ha!" Lin Qiang belongs to that kind of strong man. Although he is not handsome, he gives people a military resolute temperament. He squatted next to Zhang Yuan and patted the latter on the shoulder.

"Xiaoyuan, did you hear about the hacker war in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Yuan didn't know why he asked, but he nodded honestly and said in a stuffy voice, "I heard!"

"Hey!" Lin Qiang suddenly bowed his head and sighed. He looked a little depressed. Then he lowered his voice and whispered, "ah yuan, you don't know how fierce it is in the middle of the night!

Everyone has curiosity, and Zhang Yuan is no exception. He leaned over and lowered his voice slightly. He asked, "brother Lin, how fierce is it?" With that, a simple and honest brown face showed slowly looking forward to it.

"The information of the forum and Tenglong software company was not accurate at all. The sharp group was attacked at 12 o'clock. At that time, there was the support of the technical director 'heaven', and then the webmaster 'dust' came, and..." when I said this, I paused, lowered my voice to the lowest, and said softly: "and I also took the webmaster 'Tiger' of HK alliance! At that time, the battle was very fierce, and it didn't disperse until 8 o'clock."

"Finally?" Zhang Yuan heard it inexplicably. Although he didn't mix in the black hat ring, he also heard the names of "dust" and "tiger".

"Finally, I only know that there are hundreds of variant viruses in the sharp group, and!" When Lin Qiang said this, he sighed again, drooped his head and said decadent, "and I won!"

"Ah! -" Zhang Yuan exclaimed and quickly covered his mouth!

Although their voices were small, they were still heard. Mu wanqiu, who is not far in front, is knocking on his notebook. Hearing the voice behind him, Xiumei picks it up and turns to look at it.

Hundreds of variants? Mu wanqiu looks at Lin Qiang with suspicious eyes and guesses something in his heart.

When Lin Qiang's eyes touched her cold and gorgeous eyes, he was stunned and motionless in situ for an instant.

"Pa!" Mu wanqiu closed his notebook and picked up his pen to write something. Suddenly, she stood up quickly. At this time, the noise in the classroom suddenly stopped and all stared at the "cold and beautiful talented woman".

However, the classroom was silent, quiet, absolutely quiet. Even if a thin needle fell to the ground, Lin Qiang was confident to hear it. At this time, mu wanqiu suddenly left his seat and came to Lin Qiang.

"Ah! -" some students could not suppress their inner surprise and shouted.

In front of Lin Qiang, mu wanqiu still looked indifferent, reached out and handed Lin Qiang a note, and then left the classroom directly. The students in the classroom were shocked and speechless. Zhang Yuan grinned, pushed Lin Qiang, who was still in a daze, and glanced at the note.

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"Ah" Lin Qiang woke up from his amazement and swished the note into his pocket. The resolute face overflowed with a smile. One minute later, there was a scream in the classroom.

It was 12:00 noon when the headmaster was sent away, and Yang Tian didn't ask him to stay. After the headmaster left, he still didn't know how the old man knew he could do mental arithmetic.

"Be sure to come to my office on October 29 and go to Beijing to participate in the competition on November 1." This is the last thing the headmaster said when he left.

Yang Tianyang lay on the sofa, slowly closed his eyes, tapped his forehead with one hand and muttered, "today is October 25, there are four days left!" As he spoke, his inner doubts became more confused.

I can do mental arithmetic. Only the wind roll and the cloud attack know best, but they... Want to shake their heads to deny the answer.

"Is it Dr. Whitehead?" Yang Tian sank his face and whispered to himself slowly. A moment later, he shook his head and whispered, "Dr. white head, wind roll, cloud attack!" Then he suddenly sat up and said in a startled voice, "iron face instructor!"

Will it be that cold hearted iron faced instructor? Yang Tian carefully recalled the past. Little memories began to condense in his mind and slowly form a picture.

On a small training ground, a young man in rice color clothes calmly shouted, "in the future, I will be your instructor. You three can call me iron face."

One side stood an old man with white hair. He stepped forward and said, "you three are child prodigies. Each of you has an incredible brain. In the future, I will teach you for 8 hours and iron face will train you for 4 hours!"

In front of them stood three children, each of whom looked suspiciously at the iron faced instructor. The boy standing on the far left seemed a little afraid and stepped back slowly.

The little boy standing in the middle tilted his mouth and said, "cloud attack, what are you afraid of!" With that, he patted the shoulder of cloud attack like an adult.

Cloud attack lowered his head, secretly glanced at the iron faced instructor and whispered, "surround the nest, he's so terrible!"

"Don't be afraid! Cloud attack!" The boy standing on the other side looked awe inspiring, patted his chest and said, "with me and the nest around! Even if he is a God, our three brothers can kill him!"

"Wind rolls around the nest and clouds attack!" The iron face instructor shouted and said, "today's task is to run for 4 hours in a row. Don't stop!"

The white headed doctor standing next to him, with a concerned face, said: "when you grow up, you have to perform special tasks. Even hackers who stand at the top of the mountain, without self-defense skills, will be eliminated by the world sooner or later!"

"Ah -" Yang Tian was recalling the past, but suddenly felt a bone penetrating pain in his brain. Pain, absolute tear pain, Yang Tian rolled on the sofa with his head in his hands.

Torture, inhuman torture. Yang Tian's swarthy face turned pale without a trace of blood at the moment. Bean sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were twitching rapidly.

"Pa!" The door was opened.

"Brother Tian!" With a cry of surprise, Zhang Yuan still started the book in his hand and jumped directly at Yang Tian who was rolling on the sofa.

"Brother Tian!!" Zhang Yuan held Yang Tian trembling in his hands and shouted. His brown earth face was very nervous, and his eyes began to bleed slightly.

"The hospital! Yes, the hospital! Brother Tian can't do anything!" Zhang Yuan hurriedly picked up Yang Tian and wanted to rush out of the door.

Just after walking out of the door, a very ugly voice came.

"Xiaoyuan, put me down!" The voice was as dark as hell.

"Brother Tian!" Zhang Yuan was stunned and found that Yang Tian was talking. He quickly took him back to the living room and gently put him on the sofa.

Five minutes later, Yang Tian slowly opened his hazy eyes and licked his dry lips. He wanted to speak, but he felt very uncomfortable like something was stuffed in his throat.

He has no strength to say a word.

At this time, Zhang Yuan took a towel to help him wipe the sweat on his face. Zhang Yuan wiped it carefully. The more he wiped, the more heart trembled. He saw that most of Yang Tian's clothes had been soaked by sweat.

What kind of pain can torture people like this? How much perseverance does one need to endure this inhuman torture.

What's the matter with brother Tian! How did this happen? Thinking, Zhang Yuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "brother Tian, you..."

Yang Tian gently shook his head and slowly breathed out after more than ten minutes.

He choked and tried to say, "Xiaoyuan, I'm fine!" The voice is still as heavy as before, but not as ugly as before.

"Brother Tian!..." Zhang Yuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted.

Yang Tian patted his head and said, "shit, isn't it the sequelae of that disaster?" As soon as I was about to use my brain, I felt pain.

“shit！” Yang Tian bit his teeth and the curse was completely squeezed out of his teeth.

"It's OK to think of the past for a while, but it's OK for me to have a rest!" Then he walked to his bedroom.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face. Tears had accumulated in his red eyes. In the dim light, he saw a shaky figure walking towards the bedroom.