On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

Jiang Mo in white is the god-like existence in An Chengfeng's heart, now that someone dares to offend his god, don't blame him for being intolerant.

"Hengda, is Senior Pan still in the computer room?"

The senior Pan he was talking about, Pan Yunlong, was the first brother in the computer department of his school, and his operation skills were so fast and accurate. It is no exaggeration to say that there is no website that he can't track.

"This Friday, I remember that he probably didn't have class, and he's probably doing coding in the dormitory right now... Li Hengda suddenly stopped talking, and stared at An Chengfeng, "Wow!No way, are you serious?!"

Even Pan Yunlong moved out, and it doesn't look like a fake anymore.

Li Hengda silently lit a candle in his heart for that unlucky black fan, pretending to be someone is not good, daring to use the ID of Jiang Mo in white, this is going to stab someone.

An Chengfeng took the mobile phone, put on a sweater in twos and twos, and went to the fifth floor to move the rescuers. When he sneakily opened the door of the 503 dormitory, Pan Yunlong was sitting at the desk, operating the computer, listening to After seeing the movement, he raised his eyes and saw that it was him, he immediately stopped what he was doing and closed his eyes.

An Chengfeng stood at the door, watched him take off his glasses, rubbed his eyes maybe because of soreness or something, then looked up at himself, that look... inexplicably looks like a milk dog he used to raise, wet , defenseless.

Pan Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then laughed lightly: "What's the matter? Look at this little expression, it looks like a two-hundred-pound chubby boy."

He looks tough and a little bit delicate, the kind that makes people look more and more attractive. If he is placed in their school, he will definitely fascinate a lot of girls, and he can be regarded as a grass. To be honest, he is really not Like those dead fat nerds who came out of the computer department.

An Chengfeng withdrew the three souls and seven souls of wandering gods, pouted his mouth, and stepped forward to beat his back and shoulders for him: "Senior, I just... want to ask you a little favor, so what, there is a The disgusting person pretended to be my male god! He even went to the comment area under my video to talk nonsense! See if you can..."

"Male god?" Pan Yunlong raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and thought for a while, "Is that Huya anchor, Jiang Mo in white?"

Gouleg Feng nodded like a pounding garlic, wrinkling his nose, super upset.

"Bring it to me to see."

Hearing this, An Chengfeng knew that the matter was over, and quickly swiped the phone to the comment area interface, sent the phone to Zhou Yang's name with dog-legged hands, pointed at the ID and gritted his teeth and complained: "It's him, it's him!"

Afterwards, I didn't know what Pan Yunlong did. I saw him tap the phone screen a few times, and then connected the phone to the computer with a data cable. His slender fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard, which was very eye-catching.

An Chengfeng rubbed his chin, admiring in his heart, this senior Pan's hands are so beautiful, he could be a hand model, let's make his debut directly in the C position, why don't he need to stay in the computer room all day long toil his life and hurt his body? ah.

He didn't dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the boss's work. For a while, there was only the sound of typing on the keyboard in the dormitory.

After about 2 minutes, Pan Yunlong hit the retract button with his right hand, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay!"

"So fast?!"

"Hehe, it's okay, it's not a difficult task, not to mention that the other party didn't deliberately hide the track, which saved a lot of trouble."

An Chengfeng hurriedly leaned in front of the computer. What was displayed on the page was a map of the district and city, and a small red dot was blinking at a certain position on the map.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes, staring at the red dot, gnashing his teeth: "Qingzhou Communication University?!"

Qingzhou Communication University, that is their old neighbor of Qingzhou Conservatory of Music. The two schools have been put together since their establishment, and it has been about 13 years.