Chronicle of Studying Abroad

Guan Qiong turned on the laptop, turned to face Yuan Shan with the screen: "Please help me to see."

Yuan Shan pressed a few buttons randomly, but the computer did not respond, and his helpless smile was reflected on the black screen: "What virus did you write?"

Guan Qiong pretended to be stupid: "I got it when I copied things from other people's USB drives."

Yuan Shan raised his eyes to look at him: "Is there a silly cross written on my face? Don't pretend, grandson."

Guan Qiong, who was punished by his own way, smirked: "Hey."

"Why doesn't Su Mu'an come to me by himself?" Yuan Shan crossed his legs.

Guan Qiong played with the phone: "She's not...afraid that you will get angry."

Yuan Shan laughed: "The two of you have colluded for a long time, pretend I don't know. I am so unreliable in your eyes?"

Guan Qiong shrugged: "But it's a fact that you don't dance."

Yuan Shan was silent for a while, touching the small protrusion on the F key on the keyboard: "It's too late this year, wait for the garden party at the end of next semester."

"!" Guan Qiong widened his eyes, "Are you serious?"

Yuan Shan raised one corner of his mouth: "Can I joke about this? I'll go to them next semester."

Guan Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly became more cautious: "You don't have to force yourself, if you don't want to dance, then don't dance..."

Yuan Shan was helpless: "I don't want to dance, you are tossing, I want to dance, are you still not happy?"

Guan Qiong shook his hand: "Seriously, don't force yourself."

Yuan Shan stared at Guan Qiong, saw that he was indeed worried, sighed, a little funny, but also a little moved: "I really didn't force it, I just... suddenly figured it out, there is no need to embarrass myself for some old things."

"That's right!" Guan Qiong slapped his thigh, "Dashan, what you said is so good! I will cook later, you can eat whatever you want!"

Yuan Shan finally said what he had been thinking about all night, and the stone in his heart finally fell.

Some of the deep silt has drained away, and a little bit of sunshine has come in, like nectar after a long drought, like a blind man suddenly showing signs of recovery.

The purpose of coming today has been achieved, Guan Qiong also heaved a sigh of relief, and his smile brightened. He pointed to the computer: "Try the virus I wrote newly."

Yuan Shan looked at the password input box that popped up on the screen and chuckled: "Why? Is it an imitation ransomware virus?"

Guan Qiong grinned: "Haha, it's almost the same. If the password is entered incorrectly, the data will be transferred, and the original will be destroyed."

"Interesting." Yuan Shan opened his notebook and found a file scanning program he had written before.

Guan Qiong looked at Yuanshan's movements and felt a little emotional.

The acquaintance between him and Yuanshan can actually be regarded as an acquaintance without a fight.

They didn't know each other from the beginning, they just felt a little familiar with each other, knowing that they were from their own class.

Yuan Shan went abroad a year earlier than Guan Qiong, but at first he went to school in the French-speaking area, and later transferred to a public high school in the English-speaking area.

So the two entered the same high school in the same year, that is, Wonsan took language classes for an extra year.

Guan Qiong and Su Muan played together, while Yuan Shan and Xu Nanxing had known each other for a long time.

There are not many Chinese in public schools, but the Chinese also have their own circles.

The communication between Yuanshan and Guan Qiong originated from Xu Nanxing.

He didn't know when he started to notice Xu Nanxing, and he felt that this kid was very suitable for him.At that time, Guan Qiong didn't think about emotions other than friendship, but he was very eager to make friends with Xu Nanxing and that would be fine.

Then he noticed Yuan Shan who was always hanging out with Xu Nanxing.

He slapped his thigh, yo, isn't this the very cruel boy from the same English class!

This man is not pleasing to the eye.

It is true that Guan Qiong's father is a cook, but his mother's occupation is very interesting.

His mother was one of the first batch of veteran professors in the country to be exposed to computers. The release of her name will make everyone who plays computers kneel submissively.

Guan Qiong has been obsessed with it since he was a child, just like his culinary skills, slowly, he got into the door.Slowly, I also started playing in my spare time, and I still enjoyed it.

High school English classes always require a lot of speeches, such as reading a book and giving a speech after reading it; another example is to understand a social event or the current situation, to make a popular speech; and for example, to celebrate a statutory holiday, To give a lecture on the origins of the festival.

In the English class of the first year of senior high school, a speech was about racial discrimination. The teacher would deliberately set aside several classes to take the students to the computer room to check the information.

It was during these class hours that Guan Qiong went to Yuanshan, unilaterally.

He stared at the computer used by Yuanshan. When Yuanshan opened a machine, he directly used DoS to attack the machine that brought down Yuanshan on another machine.

So basically every time Wonsan uses a computer, the signal request sent is always rejected and a new connection is required to be re-established.

Naturally, the English teacher couldn't figure it out, so he could only sigh and ask him to change one. Later, he relaxed the requirements and asked him to go home to do it.

At first, Wonsan simply thought that he was unlucky, and because the school computer was old, he didn't think much about using a computer that didn't work well.

It wasn't until later that he discovered that there was a fool who always looked at himself with ill intentions, and a bunch of messy codes were always displayed on the computer.

He conspired instantly, and one day Guan Qiong couldn't help laughing in front of him: "You'd better go home and check the information obediently." Bury myself.

Teenagers will always have inexplicable emotional disputes.

Wonsan, who quietly endured being abandoned in a completely unfamiliar environment, just managed to get the last laugh without learning French.

Now there is someone provocative in front of you, if you don't slap your face and go back, it won't be him Yuanshan.

The school library has a rich collection of introductory books. In addition, there is a very large library with 7 floors in the community, and the high school courses are very easy.Except for dancing, he spends all his time on it, reads a lot of books, and has a computer at home to practice every day.

There is also the school's unabashed computer teacher, and Yuanshan gradually understands such things as computer attack and defense.

Later, he couldn't bear to confront Guan Qiong, and the first time he naturally lost in a complete mess.

After that, every time he learned a little bit of knowledge, he would find fault with Guan Qiong.

Guan Qiong was shocked by his fast learning speed, and had to get serious. After class, he spent all his time improving his skills.

So far, although Wonsan still loses more and wins less.But generally speaking, gaining the upper hand from time to time is enough for Guan Qiong to shout evildoer on the side.

The two of them became familiar with each other in such back and forth, from turning their heads and rolling their eyes when they first saw each other, to shaking hands and making peace later, discussing technology together, wishing to grow up together, being seen by Su Muan and Xu Nanxing, both felt These two are amazing.

Later, Guan Qiong and Xu Nanxing got together.

Yuan Shan joked: "Old Guan, you didn't like me at the time, maybe it was because I was close to Nan Xing?" He didn't expect his words to hit.

Guan Qiong nodded carelessly: "Otherwise, why would I hack your computer? I'm not bored."

Yuan Shan: "..." If Xu Nanxing is emotionally attracted to hacking other people's computers, it will not be boring.

Xu Nanxing was also there at the time, smiling and not speaking.Su Mu'an, the cobbler who always came up with bad ideas, was on the sidelines laughing happily.

Yuan Shan was slowly writing anti-virus software, when he noticed Guan Qiong's gaze, he raised his head and got goosebumps all over his body: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Guan Qiong's eyes were full of nostalgia, gentle and kind: "Thinking of our youthful years."

Yuan Shan shuddered: "Don't, Guan Ye, just go and push a mathematical formula in your spare time, I can't solve it for a while."

Guan Qiong smiled: "Speaking of which, are you going to cooperate with the music club again?"

Yuan Shan's men slowed down their typing on the keyboard, and finally put it on the keyboard with some hesitation: "I haven't made up my mind yet. However, if you say it this way, I should really go to meet the people from the music club first and have a chat with them." call."

His mind moved, and there was an idea in his mind that was ready to come out.

Guan Qiong nodded noncommittally.

The next day, Won San went straight to the Salmon Building after class.

Although most clubs are located on the second floor of the Student Center.But the music club is a big club, and the equipment used is different from some literary clubs, so the president directly applied for the right to use a music classroom on the first basement floor of the Salmon Building.

As long as there is no class schedule in the classroom, the rest of the time can be used for club activities.

Except for emergencies of course.

The walls of the classrooms are specially made with good sound insulation.

As soon as you enter the classroom, there is a spacious open space with several rows of chairs. There is a grand piano in front of the classroom.There are various musical instruments leaning against or hanging on the walls of the classroom, and there are several small cubicles at the back of the classroom, each of which has an upright piano, which can be used for independent practice.

On weekdays, students from the music department also come here to practice piano.

Most of the music clubs are also students from the music department, and others who are not from the music department will come to practice during specific club activities, so the time does not conflict.

Yuan Shan came here during club activity time. It was lunch time and there were not many people in the classroom.

Yuan Shan pushed the door open and went in. The player who played the piano looked up and saw him, greeted him with a smile, and bumped fists with him: "Long time no see, Shan."

"Long time no see, Andrew." The two faced each other and bumped shoulders again.

Andrew is a tall and strong white man with blond curly hair falling to his shoulders and deep blue eyes. He is a very attractive man.Although he looks more like the captain of the varsity football team, in fact his piano skills can be said to be superb.It is not comparable to an amateur like Wonsan.

And I heard that he has received an admission letter from a very prestigious music academy in country A, and he thinks he will leave here soon to further his studies.

"I finally waited for you. It's great to see you before I leave." Andrew talked about the performance two years ago, and couldn't help but praise, "I really hope we can work together again."

Two years ago, Wonsan was a freshman and Andrew was a sophomore. He was the pianist of the program at that time.

Yuan Shan laughed: "I was about to tell you. Are you going to graduate next year?"

Andrew nodded, with little stars shining in his eyes: "Yes, I am going to go to country A for further studies."

"Ha, it seems that M University can't keep you anymore." Yuan Shan patted him on the shoulder, "Do you want to come again before graduation?"

Andrew's eyes lit up: "Garden party?"

Yuan Shan nodded: "Yes, come or not?"

"Nonsense! Come, come!" Andrew laughed, and led the people out of the cubicle with the door open.

He is a tall black man with a cowboy-like temperament.

"Martin!" Andrew waved to the black man, "Shan said that we will come to the garden party next year, will you come?"

Martin grinned and showed his white teeth: "Why don't you come?"

Martin is a cellist, and in addition to classical music, he is also very good at blues and jazz.

Also the same person who was the cellist two years ago.

Andrew nodded in satisfaction, turned back and said to Yuan Shan: "The others are on me."

Yuan Shan responded with a smile, and said to the approaching Martin, "Martin, can I trouble you with something?"

Martin responded directly without asking what it was: "Tell me." Andrew stood aside, very curious.

Yuan Shan looked directly at him, as if a little shy: "Can you teach me the cello?"

Martin was a little strange, but he responded boldly again.