Bend yourself and the great God HE

Mo Ran's eyes were full of Qiao Yun, so he didn't pay attention to the big screen on the stage.Hearing what he said, he moved his eyes to look.

Seeing this, Mo Ran frowned slightly: "How could he have this code, it's so strange."

"How to say?" Qiao Yun asked.

Mo Ran moved closer, leaning on Qiao Yun's shoulder and said, "It's normal for software design to have the same elements, but the software generated by different codes is different. For example, space and 51 have the same essence, but because the program code is different, in the end The setting interface will be different. The source code of the software demonstrated on the screen is exactly the same as mine.”

"Understood, plagiarism, right?" Qiao Yun heard from Mo Ran last time that this design was intended to be used in the semi-finals, but now that the grandson plagiarized it as his own, Mo Ran's efforts for so long were all in vain.

Mo Ran sneered coldly: "It's not plagiarism, it's stealing."

Then this is even more hateful!

Qiao Yun suddenly stood up from the aisle, pointed at the boy who was demonstrating on the stage and scolded angrily: "Hey, is this design yours, and you will use it to participate in the competition?"

The demonstration came to an abrupt end, and the venue exploded in an instant.

"What do you mean, isn't this software design his?"

"Maybe, let's see first."

Even the referees looked at each other and cast their eyes on Qiao Yun.

"Can this student talk about it carefully?"

Qiao Yun laughed: "Needless to say, he is not familiar with demonstrations, this work is not his, why don't you ask him?"

The boys on the stage kept their heads down after they stopped practicing.

"If it's not a guilty conscience, why does he look like he was caught stealing something." Qiao Yun threw the question to the boys on the stage.

At this time, a man wearing a mask appeared in the auditorium, and he retorted loudly: "Why do you say that this work is not his?"

Qiao Yun was funny, everyone on the stage was so obviously guilty, yet someone would ask such a foolish question.

"Shouldn't you ask him?" Qiao Yun replied to the man, "If he stole it, you can ask him."

The man was very fierce. He pointed at the boys on the stage and said: "He is so timid, you are threatening him. If you have any evidence, don't slander people here with empty teeth."

"I'm sorry, we really didn't wrong him." At this moment, Mo Ran stood up, looked at the masked man with an indifferent expression, and said in a cold tone, "This software is still an immature semi-finished product, and I haven't had time to perfect it."

The surrounding uproar suddenly exploded.

Because Mo Ran's excellence in computers is well known, his words are convincing enough.

The man in the mask saw that all the discussions around him were pointing at the people on the stage. In a moment of desperation, he took off his mask and replied loudly: "You are so funny, killing you without evidence is your work? Even if you take it now If you come up with the same design, can I say that you are the one who stole it?"

Fuck, this man is good at quibbling.Qiao Yun couldn't answer for a moment.

He touched Moran: "Is there any evidence to prove it?"

Mo Ran replied in a low voice: "What he said makes sense. I didn't encrypt the program code. Even if I put the computer out now, it doesn't mean that he stole it from me, and it's possible that I stole it from him."

Qiao Yun: "..."

The surrounding public opinion is divided because of the sophistry of the man in the mask.Some people asked Mo Ran to take evidence, while others insisted that Mo Ran would not steal other people's works.

That's what Qiao Yun is worried about. Anything without evidence is slander.

Just when he gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Ran, he suddenly remembered that the man in the mask looked familiar.

Looking again, there is a small mole on the corner of the mouth——

On the night of his birthday, Mo Ran hid in the laundry room with him, the guy who was wearing a hat and sneaking in the corridor of the dormitory.

He is not from our school.

The corner of Qiao Yun's mouth twitched: "You and the people on the stage are in the same group. At nine o'clock in the evening on NO.12, you were sneaking around in Boys' No. [-] building. You must have stolen the software that night!"

The masked man frowned: "When the fuck did you see me?"

"Surveillance, if you don't believe me, you can find out by checking the dormitory that night."

As soon as Qiao Yun finished speaking, the man in the mask threw away the mask, rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Qiao Yun.

"Nonsense, see if I don't deal with you."

Oh, you're out of breath, right?

Seeing the other party rushing to beat him, Qiao Yun also rolled up his sleeves to meet him, no one is afraid of anyone.

Mo Ran grabbed him: "The referee is watching, don't be rough."

Qiao Yun: ...

After finishing speaking, Mo Ran slowly unbuttoned his suit, took off his coat and threw it on the armrest of the seat beside him.

The man in the mask approached, gearing up, aggressively.

But before he got close to Qiao Yun, Mo Ran went up to meet him, raised his hand and twisted the masked man's arm, locking it behind him.

"Try to move and see if I can break your arm."

The man in the mask suddenly looked ferocious, and yelled.

???

Like everyone present, Qiao Yun was stunned.

Didn't you say don't be rough?Mo Ran, you don't count your words!

Seeing that the situation escalated to a fight, the referee quickly called the security guards to come in and control the field.

And Liu Xing and Chen Feng were finally woken up.

Seeing a crowd of people in front of them, the two of them followed suit.

When they got together, they saw Mo Ran twisting someone, and Qiao Yun akimbo beside him.

"What happened?" Liu Xing and Chen Feng finally squeezed in.

These two uncles didn't wake up until now, awesome.

Qiao Yun moved his eyes, frowned and said, "This guy rushed over and hit me."

"What?" Hearing someone beat Qiao Yun, Liu Xing punched the man in the mask, "Dare to hit my brother, you are so brave, you can beat Qiao Yun?"

cough--

When Liu Xing punched him, Mo Ran immediately let go.

The man fell to the ground.

Just happened to be pulled up by Chen Feng again, "Where did you hit him?" He gritted his teeth and punched him in the stomach.

The man screamed fiercely.

"Stop, both of you!" Qiao Yun rushed forward to drag Liu Xing and Chen Feng, "I'll just fight Mo Ran, do you two want to be fired?"

The implication is that Qiao Yun is protected by President Ai, and Mo Ran is protected by the professor, so at most, he will demerit and deal with it.But Liu Xing and Chen Feng are not necessarily.

At this time, the school security also came in.

"What are you doing? What are you all doing? Fighting openly at school, don't you want to study anymore?"

The onlookers dispersed in twos and threes, and the security guard came over to help the man.

The man accused them of beating others. He wanted to report to the principal and demand the expulsion of the four.

The security guards can't control the principal's business, let's press it down first.

"Okay, sir, you can get up first, and we will give you an explanation for punishing our school."

Since the matter of beating someone needs to be accounted for, the thief on the stage must also be accounted for.

Qiao Yun threw the masked man aside first, and dealt with the problems on the stage, and made a big fuss if he wanted to.

He shouted at the referee area: "This work is unfamiliar. If the stolen work can also participate in the competition, then I don't think you will do this competition, so as not to lose the face of Big C."

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about!" The security guard tried to stop, "You are a student shouting at the referee, don't you know your identity?"

Liu Xing stopped the security guard with a stride: "This is a competition. You, a security guard, don't know your identity, which affects the fairness of the competition. Can you take responsibility?"

Hey now brat.

The security guard greets colleagues.

Mo Ran, Liu Xing and Chen Feng all stepped forward to intercept.

Anyway, everyone has been beaten, and they are not afraid of adding another one.

The two sides fell into a stalemate like this, and the referee in the referee area became anxious.

If this matter can't be resolved well, if it gets brought up in front of the principal, this month's bonus may be lost.

"Hey, is this work yours?" Asking the referee to discuss, Qiao Yun questioned the boys on the stage again, adding fire.

Although the boy bowed his head and said nothing, he was visibly trembling.

The man in the mask rushed out to obstruct again: "There is no proof, this work is yours!"

This angered Qiao Yun, he raised his sleeves and punched the masked man.

An unexpected punch.

"If you keep fucking talking, I'm not as simple as beating you up."

Not long after the masked man stood up, Qiao Yun punched him down again.He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed wildly: "Hehe, there is no evidence, what can you do?"

Things were back to square one, and the auditorium was buzzing again.

"Who is that boy with blond hair and earrings? He's so arrogant and handsome."

"You don't even know him? He is a celebrity in the finance department, and the scandal carrier of our school."

"??? Gossip carrier??"

"Oh, he is Qiao Yun who is second only to Mo Ran in the school beauty list."

"Fuck, fuck, he's Qiao Yun!! I've met a real person!!"

"No way, Mo Ran didn't say a word, what's wrong with Qiao Yun, you see he beat people so much that he didn't dare to speak."

"That's right. Qiao Yun has no evidence. I'm afraid he insists on admitting it?"

"..."

There was mixed praise and praise in the audience, the thieves on the stage were silent, and the hot discussion in the referee area was fruitless, Mo Ran felt cold.

"Okay, I'll explain this to you guys." After finishing speaking, Mo Ran picked up his coat and put it on again, with a cold face, he resolutely walked to the stage.

While everyone was watching what Mo Ran was going to do, he bowed deeply towards the auditorium and referee area.

After that, he straightened his back and said in a steady statement: "I am very sorry for the unpleasantness I have caused everyone. Here, I sincerely say sorry to everyone."

"..."

The audience was in an uproar again.

Qiao Yun was startled.

Not to mention how proud Mo Ran is, but now that he is a victim, he actually bowed and apologized to others? ?

For what reason, Qiao Yun was very unconvinced and very uncomfortable.

When the surrounding sounds quieted down, Mo Ran swept across every area with a swift expression.

He said: "Sorry, I've already said it. Regarding this work, you may think it belongs to the classmate on stage, or you may think that Mo Ran is slandering him, but I don't allow you to slander Qiao Yun behind his back."

At this moment, the strings in Qiao Yun's heart tightened, and he was stunned.

He stared blankly at Mo Ran turning around, and watching him walk to the demonstration stage on the other side.Qiao Yun didn't know what Mo Ran was going to do.He only knew that what Mo Ran was doing at this moment was to protect him.

On the stage, Mo Ran transferred his computer screen to the big screen, and rows of digital codes were displayed on the big screen.

Others couldn't understand it, but the referees could tell at a glance that this was the software source code shown just now.

Mo Ran typed the keyboard quickly, and after a while, the big screen displayed the six characters "Virus program started".

He raised his head and said slowly: "This is a security virus that I am used to planting on the source code. After the virus is activated, the software with the same source code will be automatically destroyed under the Internet connection, including the one on his computer."

Simply put, the source code is destroyed, and the problem-solving software is gone.

Someone in the audience spoke.

"Mo Ran is so ruthless, for Qiao Yun's sake, he actually destroyed himself."

"It's not necessary, we're just eating melons, and we didn't say anything about Qiao Yun."

"Come on, Qiao Yun can't produce evidence, don't you all think he is making trouble for no reason?"

"Oh, what's the matter, it's a good software, it's gone."

"Yes, although the software is a semi-finished product, there is no such thing as impossible to complete in a year or so."

"Mo Ran has suffered a great loss, it is impossible to rewrite it..."

Now everyone, including the referee, is absolutely convinced that the designer of this work is unfamiliar.

At this moment, the boy on the stage couldn't help but rushed backstage covering his face.

The virus program was started, and the software disappeared from the big screen. Mo Ran slightly curled his lips, closed the computer and nodded to the referee area.

Then he stepped off the stage and walked towards Qiao Yun.