Xiao Qimo's indifference has long been appreciated by others.
Yunzhijuan, the leader, has been numb. But in private, he always felt that his position as leader was in danger.
His intuition is always accurate, eh.
Yunzhijuan tangled, has walked to the main position, side swept Xiao Qimo's computer, "91%, in repair monitoring?"
On hearing this, the other commanders gave a clear thumbs up.
They worked hard for a long time, but they couldn't repair the things they had conquered. It took a few minutes for the commander of the first team to make such a great progress, which made them even more admirable.
"It's really IEG's reassurance. If there is a team, it's a piece of cake to have any problems!"
Xiao Qimo's eyes did not lift, for him, 1% and 99% is no difference, until the last moment, can not be taken lightly. What's more, the opponent he met this time has some real skills.
He seems to have noticed that yunzhijuan has been staring at him. His knuckled fingers are tapping on the keyboard, and his voice is light: "I'll be fine soon. You'll have a meeting first."
Yunzhijuan: this sentence pattern is a little familiar.
However, when the progress bar reached 95%, the situation suddenly changed.
Xiao Qimo's screen first flashed, then the page suddenly collapsed, becoming a string of disorderly jumping code.
English letters and numbers mixed together, it is obvious that the virus.
The man looks slightly awe inspiring, the thin lips under the mask pursed into a line, and the dark eyes ignited a long lost mood wave.
"There's a change." He was floating.
The other seven commanders also showed their faces. Originally, they thought it was just a trivial matter, but they didn't expect to be so troublesome
"Team one, do you want our support?"
"No Men move faster between their fingers.
This kind of thing is to spell speed, strategy and skill, not the number of people.
Before he intruded into the internal system, he also encountered a lot of interception and trap procedures, the problem is not big, he cracked. But just in the flash screen moment, the other party changed people, implanted a subtle virus trap, let him stop at 95% of the progress, never move again.
Interesting.
Except for mysterious man No. 13, he has not felt like a match for a long time.
The man's pupil constantly jumping numbers and letters, he was absorbed in the keyboard, officially opened with the other side of the seesaw battle.
This is a silent invisible battle, just like the PK game of 1v1, both sides are on the bar.
Lumian in a bathroom.
Looking at the strong counterattack, still want to repair the monitoring of the other side, light ha, white finger also accelerated the speed.
Even if people in the conference room did not personally participate, they could feel the low pressure emanating from Xiao Qimo. In the vast space, only he was typing the keyboard faster and faster.
We are all insiders, just listen to the voice to know that the other side is very strong, this PK game still does not know who loses who wins.
They were sweating in secret, looking forward to the results.
Because I can't imagine, there are more powerful programming masters than a team.
It is cloud know roll eye light dark, seem to think of what. He stood up with a shelf and went to Xiao Qimo's seat. When everyone was not paying attention, he covered his notebook and pressed his fingers on it.
Xiao Qimo took back his hand and looked up at him.
But soon returned to calm, minutes and seconds difference, is a dead end, he can no longer track.
"When I don't exist?" Yunzhijuan knocked on the computer, his tone was not very good, "open it all for me! Yes
Xiao Qimo:
All of you How could a team be punished??? Rare ah!!!
Maybe someone wanted to hold the injustice for Xiao Qimo and reminded him: "leader, the second team of demons has not arrived yet."
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