I Am the Sister of the School Grass

    The faces of those who have been bouncing in the forum in the third year of high school all turned green after watching this live broadcast.

    "Can she get full marks on this set of questions?"

    "I must have copied the answer!"

    The tone is firm, but the voice is getting smaller and smaller.

    The teachers of the mathematics teaching and research group just said that the answer is wrong, and the correct answer library is updated with the answer written by Y.

    A few of them were nesting in the Internet cafe, and the mobile phone on the table kept vibrating.

    When the screen goes on and off, you can see the message constantly prompting—

    [Yizhong Forum: You have a new reply message, please check. 】

    How confident you were before, slandering and slandering others, now you regret it.

    A boy lit a cigarette and commanded: "Turn off the vibration of your mobile phones."

    "What's the use of closing it? Don't you know about it after closing the whole school?"

    In the school forum, there are not only students, but also diving teachers occasionally.

    'Y God is actually an ordinary third-year high school student, pretending to be a second-year high school student, brushing up on the topic to attract publicity' This matter has recently been a hot topic, and it is difficult for everyone to know.

    He was obviously in no mood to care about his clothes, and said: "Anyway, we post a lot in it, and we wear vests. It seems that there are at least 60 or 70 senior high school students replying to the post. No. Guess the five of us."

    Listening to what he said, the other four were only slightly comforted, but they were still so panicked that their hearts were beating wildly.

    —If they do, they'll be the joke of the whole school.

    In order to create a more free atmosphere for students, the forum posts can be freely chosen to be in real battle, or put on a vest and post anonymously.

    Previously, Mi Xin said 'Guangya is the Y god', which is the real battle.

    A few of them must be anonymous when looking for trouble.

    A boy with the least courage opened his mouth in a panic.

    "I, we really can't be guessed?"

    "If you give me ten thousand hearts, the administrator will not bother to care about this. Besides, even if that Y has the strength and can solve the problem, it still can't change the fact that she is a senior in high school, and we didn't say it. wrong."

    Speaking, he opened the game hall, "Come on, play games all night, and go to the art show tomorrow to see the class 7 students."

    While they were playing games, they had no idea that someone sneaked into the forum.

    We collected the IP addresses of seventy-nine replies of 'kongjian'.

    The details of the data can be directly located to the mobile phone and computer of the poster, and correspond to their student number!

    Hackers did not publish their personal information directly, but anonymously contributed to a forum administrator.

    [Five people stir up water in a popular science post, and your administrator just ignores it? ]

    The administrators were shocked, the firewall of their first forum was hacked like this?

    This person even has the audacity to collect student information!

    So the administrators worked overtime all night to find firewall vulnerabilities.

    I searched all night but couldn't find it.

    At five in the morning, the hacker sent another message with a patch package.

    [The loophole is here, and the program has been compiled for you. Now, should we deal with those classmates who violated the rules? ]

    The administrators are all graduates of computer science. After seeing this patch package, they also know that the hacker is not malicious.

    Fortunately, there is more worship and admiration.

    "He was able to find bugs until we were all night..."

    "I feel that even if we add patches, we can't stop this great god."

    "Hey." It always feels like something strange is mixed in.

    So they verified the message sent by the hacker and responded proactively.

    [Thank you, we will follow the rules. ]

     After a pause, the administrators collectively asked weakly.

    [Will you come again? ]

    The people over there are very honest, [I won't come if such a thing doesn't happen again. ]

    [What's your name? ]

    [Lei Feng. ]

    […]

    On Yunyan's side, she didn't directly download the broadcast after finishing the question, and the number of people in the upper right corner stabilized at about 1200, she wrote.

    "I apologize for these unpleasant things recently."

    "There is a question that is a good platform, allowing everyone to anonymously brush questions and earn points. I like this atmosphere very much. Although I will be using my real name tomorrow, I still hope that everyone can maintain the platform easily. Atmosphere, don't make things so big anymore."

    "Finally, thank you all. Tomorrow morning at 10:52, one o'clock. Y will prove that he is not deceitful, not pretending, and will not disappoint you."

    After writing this, she moved closer to her phone and turned off the live broadcast.

    But the barrage is still growing.

    "Ow, my God Y! No matter who you are, I will always worship you!"

    "Y must be a very gentle school girl, see you tomorrow."

    "All the big guys, ask for the schedule!"

    "Tong Qiu... No, how did I type out my name, please!"

    "You are the Spring Festival Gala. Our school's art show never gives the program schedule in advance."

    With the words of God Y, the atmosphere of the barrage became more and more pleasant, and the depression that was suppressed by the forum post during the day was swept away.

    "Why do I expect Y God to slap in the face! I'm obviously a senior in high school, hahaha."

    "As a resident student, I can still see the lights in the mathematics teaching and research group's office are on, I just want to sigh with emotion, Y God is awesome."

    "Call for God Y, looking forward to tomorrow morning!"

    Yunyan came out of the shower and saw several missed calls on her phone.

    Tong Qiu's.

    She went back.

    "Hey, Qiuqiu, I was just taking a shower and didn't hear the phone."

    "It's alright, Yunyan. I just wanted to ask, you have rehearsed today, do you know the schedule? It's almost eleven o'clock tomorrow, which class is going?"

    Yunyan wiped her hair and said, "You want to know Y's identity so much?"

    Tong Qiu could not understand the deep meaning of the same table.

    "Yeah, that's the Y God who paid attention to me!"

    Yunyan's eyes have a smile: "Then you might as well wait patiently, Y will give you a bigger surprise tomorrow."

    During the rehearsal today, Yunyan asked the teacher in charge and learned that the order of the rehearsal was the order of the official performance tomorrow.

    Then she added the performance and announcement time of each program by mental calculation, and calculated the performance time of her class.

    Tong Qiu said: "Okay, did Yunyan see Y God himself? Woo woo actually sold me off. Tomorrow I need a cup of taro milk tea with ice to coax Tong Qiu well!"

    Yunyan: "…"

    Humph, she just depends on who will coax who tomorrow, who didn't believe she was Y at first?

     Before going to bed at night, Yunyan took a look at the forum again.

    The people who stirred the water before disappeared completely, and finally the post in Chengli was quiet.

    Seeing that they dare not dance again, Yunyan is in a good mood.

    She thought about it, went to find Chengli on the topic, and clicked follow.

    Before she just looked through her fans roughly and didn't find Cheng Li.

    This time, she found it by searching the name precisely.

    Yunyan remembered that Lao Liu spoke slowly on the stage at that time, and many people in the class went up by name.

    Sure enough, Cheng Li is one of them.

    Then she put down the phone contentedly and went to sleep.

    The next morning, the alarm clock at 6:30 woke her up.

    After Yunyan washed up, she went downstairs for breakfast.

    "As for what, I follow you, and I'm so excited that I haven't slept all night?"

    Yunyan: "..." It felt like she understood what was going on.

    Cheng Li shouted: "Mr. Cheng, I have never worshiped anyone in my life, and God Y is my first object of worship."

    Fang Zheng happened to see Yunyan, said a few words to Cheng Li over there and hung up.

    He danced with his sister these few days, and the relationship between the two is far from being comparable when Yunyan first came to the house.

    Fang Zheng took off his headphones, his hair was still wet, he smiled and said what Cheng Li had just said.

    By the way: "Cheng Li is like this, Tong Qiu is like this, do you all worship the **** of learning?"

    Yunyan: "General."

    Fang Zheng just woke up early, and the outline of his double eyelids is deeper than before.

    He said: "Then... next time I have more points than God Y, can you call me brother?"

    Yunyan looked at him blankly.

    Seeing that Yunyan didn't respond, Fang Zheng smiled and went downstairs while holding her wrist.

    "Just kidding, Y God is so quick to brush questions, how can I surpass her."

    Step by step, Fang Zheng's mood became lower and lower.

    Until the last level.

    Fang Zheng heard a shallow and helpless voice: "Okay."

    Fang Zheng's eyes widened.

    Mother Fang was sitting on the sofa beside her, and quickly said, "Fang Zheng, what are you doing? Don't bully your sister."

    Fang Zheng: "..." What the **** is wrong with him?

    Father Fang also looked over when he heard the words, "Fang Zheng, come over for dinner."

    With this interruption, Yunyan couldn't help laughing.

    Fang Zheng also had a smile on his lips. He sat at the dining table and said casually, "I am not my own, you only have your sister in your heart."