All traces of Lii Yinyin’s existence at Lanya High School seed to disappear overnight, as if she had never existed.
Although Lanya High School is known for its efficiency, the swiftness of this erasure made Qin Xiangge sense sothing unusual.
Combining this with Jiang Shengyao’s inexplicable words from that day, Qin Xiangge speculated that sothing unknown had happened between Lii Yinyin and Jiang Shengyao.
As soon as class ended, Qin Xiangge called Lii Yinyin, but her phone was always off.
She couldn’t reach Tao Mi either.
Helplessly, Qin Xiangge called the hospital where Tao Mi worked.
The news she received shocked her greatly.
Tao Mi and her spouse had resigned from the hospital three days ago.
Both had already beco deputy directors; why would they abandon such promising careers?
Qin Xiangge suddenly turned her head to look at Shen You’an in the corner.
The Lii family had respectable professions and status in society, but in the face of real capital, they were no more than ants.
The Lanya Group truly valued her, going so far as to make things this absolute.
But she was puzzled about how Shen You’an managed to get involved with Jiang Shengyao.
Qin Xiangge suddenly felt a sense of confusion and helplessness, for the first ti feeling a complex psychology of jealousy and fear towards Shen You’an.
It was Shen You’an’s academic performance that made the Lanya Group value her so highly, and that was her greatest halo.
But what the Lanya Group was doing was no different from flattery leading to a downfall.
The higher you climb, the harder you fall.
Qin Xiangge lowered her gaze quietly, waiting for that day.
"Hey, Song Xiaojing, you don’t have Shen You’an’s brains, why do you still dare to sleep in class all day like her? Aren’t you afraid of falling out of class A?"
Gao Yuyue elbowed her deskmate.
Song Xiaojing didn’t move.
Gao Yuyue noticed sothing was wrong and pushed her.
To her surprise, with just a gentle push, Song Xiaojing fell to the floor.
This scared Gao Yuyue badly.
Class president Wang Chiru rushed over, picked up Song Xiaojing, and dashed out of the classroom towards the infirmary.
Gao Yuyue chased after him.
The whole class gasped, but didn’t take it to heart and continued studying as usual.
Yan Lu retracted her gaze, her eyes shifted, noticing her deskmate’s exercise book had been on the sa page for a while.
The veins in the hand holding the pen were bulging.
Although from her angle she couldn’t see the expression on the boy’s face, she sensitively detected that sothing was amiss with him.
Could it be he really had feelings for Song Xiaojing?
Seeing her fall ill, was he anxious?
But sohow, Yan Lu felt that her deskmate probably didn’t fancy girls like Song Xiaojing.
No reason, just a hunch.
For the first ti, Yan Lu felt a bit intrigued by her deskmate.
She cleared her throat and said, "Can I borrow your math notes? Please, please."
The girl’s coquettish tone, without a hint of affectation, easily tugged at the boy’s heartstrings.
Clearly, her god-like deskmate wasn’t swayed by it.
The boy didn’t look up, placing the math notes in the middle of their desks.
Yan Lu picked them up, whispered, "Thanks."
From beginning to end, Liu Runxi didn’t even glance at her, maintaining an always-distant deanor that kept people at bay.
Yan Lu opened the notes and was surprised at the boy’s rare neat and tidy handwriting, unlike typical boys’ handwriting.
Yan Lu picked up another set of notes beside her, comparing the two.
After a closer look, Yan Lu couldn’t help but exclaim.
"God Liu, your problem-solving thod is exactly the sa as Shen You’an’s, isn’t that amazing?"
Yan Lu was deeply incredulous.
Although math has rigorous logic and formulas for step-by-step derivation, the thought process can vary greatly, especially at Shen You’an and their intelligence level, each having different thinking habits.
One problem could be a coincidence, but two or three are not.
If she weren’t sure the two never exchanged ideas, she would suspect they copied each other.
Liu Runxi’s hand, gripping the pen, tightened slightly, remaining silent.
"Shen You’an, take a look, isn’t it amazing?"
Yan Lu spoke to Shen You’an, holding the notes.
Her lively personality tolerated a sullen deskmate but was quite familiar with Shen You’an, speaking without reservation.
Shen You’an raised her eyes for a glance, slightly raised her brow arch, and couldn’t help but look at the boy’s slender back.
"Have you two been secretly communicating?"
Yan Lu suddenly rembered the ti Shen You’an was called up by Mr. Chen to solve a problem and Liu Runxi’s reminder.
Yan Lu’s gaze flickered between the two of them.
Definitely not normal.
"Boring," Shen You’an turned away and closed her eyes to sleep.
Gu Bichen smiled and shook his head, handing over his notes: "Want to check mine?"
After reading Gu Bichen’s notes, Yan Lu felt uninterested.
She began to doubt herself: "Am I really on a different level from those three?"
Yan Lu glanced doubtfully at Liu Runxi; in the entrance exam, they had the sa score. Later, she secretly looked at Liu Runxi’s test paper; the points he lost were from the simplest places.
He shouldn’t be soone who is careless.
Could it be intentional?
Yan Lu shook her head with a smile, impossible.
Who would rather be second for a long ti instead of first?
Shen You’an, feeling weak, closed her eyes and ran through questions in her mind.
Near the end of school, her pocket vibrated.
Shen You’an fished it out and glanced at it.
Her pupils involuntarily trembled slightly.
[Warning! Remote control alert, an unknown virus is attempting to infiltrate your computer, please act imdiately]
Shen You’an smirked; things were finally getting interesting.
The computer screen flashed, and suddenly all the programs disappeared, leaving a black screen.
The boy slapped the keyboard with a bit of frustration: "Damn, fell for it."
This lure-and-trap tactic was studied thoroughly by the opponent.
They caught him like a turtle in a jar.
But soon, the boy grinned and sipped from a cup of cold water beside him.
His eyes showed delighted curves.
At that mont, the phone next to him beeped, and the boy picked it up and answered.
"So, don’t tell you screwed up."
"Of course not, boss, you lured the enemy in front, while I reached deep from behind. We, the black-and-white duo in the hacker world, work seamlessly together. No matter how skilled the master is, he can’t defend against us."
"Cut the chatter, I want results."
"The terminal IP shows Lanya High School—damn, boss, could this master be a high schooler?"
"So what if it’s a high schooler? Stop making a fuss."
The boy suddenly narrowed his eyes, spinning a ballpoint pen in his hand.
"Could it really be her?"
The other person pressed further, "Who? Boss, do you know him? By the way, don’t you feel this person’s style is familiar, reminds of soone."
The boy rested his legs on the table, leaning back in his swivel chair, looking lazy.
He slowly uttered a na.
"Phoenix."
"Yeah, yeah, very much like Phoenix, but I don’t think it could be Phoenix, probably a hardcore fan, mimicking her style."
Phoenix was a na that sent shivers down the spine in the hacker community. The reason for his fa was the "Alien Hacker Event" three years ago.
An international hacker organization nad Alien launched an attack on Siland’s Tianlu Bank headquarters. As Tianlu Bank was on the brink of disaster, a hacker nad Phoenix appeared, not only successfully defeating the hacker group but also reinforcing the bank’s server. With him guarding, no hacker group dared target Tianlu Bank again.
This Phoenix was mysterious, nobody knew anything about him. It was rumored many international conglorates failed to recruit Phoenix even with astronomical offers.
Back then, the hacker world mocked that the president of Tianlu Bank must have saved Phoenix’s life; otherwise, why would he be so loyal?
The boy smirked again, "The surprises she gives keep increasing."
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