1000: Yi Juncheng's Question: Who’s Orange And Who’s Apple

Yi Juncheng's Question: Who’s Orange And Who’s Apple

Sheng Yang sat on the chair in front of the main computer and typed on the keyboard. The interface flashed quickly.2

The dean also stood behind her and kept a close eye on her. He was more cautious. Even if it was a foolproof plan, it was better to watch the entire process.

Sheng Yang adjusted the security camera again and again. Sure enough, she didn't see anything unusual. She didn't even think that the footage had been spliced.

She searched the entire computer, but there were no edited parts.

The dean was already smiling.

At that moment, Sheng Yang suddenly stood up and walked out of the surveillance room.

The dean followed closely behind. "Teacher Sheng, don't worry. I'll definitely stand up for you on this matter. Actually, I think even if you go to the research institute, you can still hold lectures at Lanca Academy from time to time. With your ability, you're more than qualified."

His praising skills had never been lacking.

But Sheng Yang would be automatically immune because she already knew she was strong. She didn't need anyone else to prove it.

After Sheng Yang left the surveillance room, she didn't return to her office but went straight to the information technology teachers' office.

The dean raised his eyebrows and felt that something was amiss. However, when he thought about how the teacher had promised to keep his mouth shut and there was no evidence of the deed, he felt quite relieved.

He gradually understood Sheng Yang's personality. Sheng Yang never fought unprepared.

He followed silently. This was going to be interesting.

After entering the information technology teachers' office, the programmers were all busy staring at their computers. In their eyes, nothing was as good as programming. However, when Sheng Yang passed by them, some of them couldn't help but be distracted and accidentally create a few bugs.

Sheng Yang walked straight to Mr. Fan's computer desk.

The dean was a little dumbfounded.

Was Miss Sheng still a detective? There were so many teachers here. Why did she choose Mr. Fan?

He didn't know that she was the author of popular detective novels and also a special consultant to the United Nations' Interpol Center. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sounded so confident.

Teacher Fan was quite calm as he typed in the program.

"Can I borrow your computer?" Sheng Yang suddenly asked.

Teacher Fan frowned. "No."

A programmer's computer was the equivalent of his own bed. Besides, he was a clean freak.

The dean finally heaved a sigh of relief. At least he had the stubborn Teacher Fan. However, it was fine to show her the computer.

"What if I give you this?" Sheng Yang put a flash drive on Mr. Fan's desk.

Mr. Fan frowned. "What is this?"

"Automatic bug retrieval software. The ones on the market only have a success rate of 80%, but mine is 99%."

Whoosh. Something that was comparable to a big black rat flashed past. In the blink of an eye, the chair was empty. Mr. Fan was holding the USB flash drive like it was a treasure. He faced Sheng Yang and smiled more brightly than a flower. "Please, take as long as you want. Don't stand on ceremony."

The dean said nothing.

Suddenly, he had a headache.

After Sheng Yang sat down, Mr. Fan went to another computer to test the software.

The reason Sheng Yang understood Mr. Fan so well was because she was the same back then. Yi Juncheng wasn't as attractive as the puzzle filled with codes, but it was like comparing apples and oranges.

Now, Yi Juncheng had to ask who was apple and who was orange.

It was really hard for her to decide.

Sheng Yang began to navigate through Mr. Fan's computer. The encryption on the programmer's computer was a little complicated, but she seemed to have broken into an uninhabited place without any pressure.

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