Denton Dorr was a very famous name. Anyone who came into contact with computers would know who he was.
He was the chief hacker of the Anonymous Hacker Alliance. His strength and status were second only to the boss of the Anonymous Hacker Alliance.
However, no one had seen the boss of the Anonymous Hacker Alliance. Some people even guessed that such a person might not exist. Maybe he was just an AI.
Although the term hacker sounded like someone who did immoral things, that was not the case.
In the beginning, hackers referred to computer experts who were passionate about computer technology and were highly skilled.
If their computer skills were not good enough, they did not deserve to be called hackers.
The Anonymous Hacker Alliance gathered almost all of the world's top hackers. They had also helped IBI save many people from international criminals.
Because the boss of the Anonymous Hacker Alliance was too mysterious, Denton Dorr represented the world's best computer technology.
The organizing committee had invited him to create the answer app. It was a waste of talent.
However, it was also because of this that no one could exploit the loopholes in the system.
Unless their computer skills were better than Denton Dorr's.
Otherwise, once they tried to exploit the loopholes in the system, not only would they fail, but they would also be detected by the system.
The external network and Weibo did not expect the organizing committee's announcement to come so quickly.
Moreover, it even carried the name of Denton Dorr.
In an instant, Sunshine's social media account and the people who agreed with him went silent.
[It's coming, it's coming. Did you see that? He's relying on real talent.]
[I finally realized that some people just can't stand to see us doing well. If no one is in the top three, they say that we can't do it. If we are in, they say that we are cheating.]
[Let's wait for next year's international finals. Let's see how you will shout then.]
After the organizing committee issued the announcement, Sunshine's account was immediately deleted. However, this did not prevent other netizens from following other traces.
Mu Yuxi was not interested in this. She was still excited. "Brother, let me tell you, the overall number one is really amazing. He managed to turn the tables in one and a half hours."
Mu Weifeng naturally heard about the ISC incident. He touched Mu Yuxi's head. "You also applied?"
"Yes." Mu Yuxi nodded. "The first year of high school is not too heavy. I have more time to answer questions. Now, I am in the top 700."
Mu Weifeng nodded and smiled. "Then you are really good."
This competition involved high school students from more than 200 countries from all over the world.
Mu Yuxi's ranking was already very impressive.
On the side, Sheng Qingtang, who had been texting on his phone, suddenly spoke up, "Hey, Weifeng, haven't you been seeing the little miracle doctor all this time? She said that it was on the way, so she came over to take a look. "
Mu Weifeng was slightly startled. "She's coming?"
Before Shengqingtang returned, someone knocked on the door of the ward.
A few seconds later, the door was pushed open.
A girl with a baseball cap walked in.
It was still very hot in September in the capital. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and her skin was as white as porcelain, like the finest jade.
This was the first time Mu Weifeng had officially met Ying Zijin.
He had envisioned it many times before meeting her.
After all, Mu Yuxi had been emphasizing how beautiful she was, saying that she was prettier than any of the socialites in the capital.
But when Mu Weifeng really saw Ying Zijin, he only felt that the word beautiful was simply lacking when used on her.
"Sister!" Mu Yuxi put down her phone and immediately walked over. "Sister, thank you so much. Brother has really fully recovered."
"It's nothing." Ying Zijin nodded slightly. "I came over to take a look. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
She specifically greeted Shengqingtang and then pushed the door open.
Mu Weifeng saw a tall and straight man outside the door.
From his side, he could only vaguely see the handsome side profile.
He quickly retracted his gaze.
"Weifeng, don't feel pressured." Sheng Qingtang said, "The little miracle doctor said that she treats people based on fate. Anyway, your family has already paid the money."
Although he had never understood what this fate was, he had never understood it.
Mu Weifeng nodded slightly.
Sheng Qingtang took out a stack of tickets and stuffed them into Mu Weifeng's hands. "These are tickets for the painting exhibition. It's next month. By then, your body will have recovered."
Mu Weifeng took the tickets and asked, "Grandpa Sheng, who is that gentleman?"
"The little miracle doctor's friend, also from Hu City." Sheng Qingtang sighed. "This is why good-looking people only play with good-looking people."
**
Outside the capital hospital.
In the car.
Ying Zijin fastened her seat belt and asked, "Did you live in the capital when you were young?"
"Yes." Fu Yunshen said lightly. This time, he didn't hide anything. "I came to the capital when I was five years old, and then went to the ancient martial arts world."
Ying Zijin's hand paused.
She remembered that a long time ago, Jiang Ran told her that Fu Yunshen almost killed someone and was very dangerous. He told her to stay away from him.
Now it seemed that that person should be a direct descendant of Family Meng.
Jiang Ran could know because he was in the ancient martial arts world at that time.
The ancient martial arts world and the ancient medicine world were connected, and news spread very quickly.
But whether it was the ancient martial arts world or the ancient medicine world, they were cut off from the outside world.
If there was no one to guide them, it was impossible to find where the ancient martial arts world and the ancient medicine world were.
Ying Zijin didn't say anything more. Her eyelashes drooped as she pondered.
With the help of tarot cards, she couldn't figure out what happened to Fu Yunshen in the past.
Twenty years ago, this was a very crucial time.
She had asked Old Mr. Zhong about this, but Old Mr. Zhong didn't know the details either. He only said that many people from the Fu family came, and Hu City was in turmoil for a period of time.
Ying Zijin narrowed her eyes.
Fu Yunshen turned the steering wheel, but the phone beside him rang at this moment.
It was Master Fu.
He picked up the phone, said a few words, and hung up.
**
At the Fu family's house in Hu City.
After Master Fu and Fu Yunshen ended the call, he looked at Fu Mingcheng and Madam Fu. "What's the matter?"
"Old Master, I have good news." Madam Fu smiled. "Mingcheng is contacting Bi Man. If he can get in touch with her, our Imperial Fragrance Lane will be able to enter the international market."
Master Fu was silent for a moment and said slowly, "Oh, that's great."
He had heard of Bi Man before.
Bi Man was a famous luxury brand in the world and could be said to be the best in the perfume industry.
Just like Ou Lunshi, Bi Man was also part of Venus Group, but it was of a much higher level.
Imperial Fragrance Lane was a traditional Hua perfume, and Bi Man was very interested in it.
Madam Fu had not expected Master Fu to be so uninterested, so she felt a little embarrassed.
Fu Mingcheng pursed his lips. "Dad, you can rest first. We are going downstairs."
Master Fu waved his hand, lay back in the rocking chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep very quickly.
The couple went out.
"Old Master has been a little sleepy recently." Madam Fu was quite worried. "Did you go to the hospital again?"
"I asked the doctor from the First Hospital," Fu Mingcheng said. "The doctor said that there is no problem, because the old man's organs are starting to age, so he will be sleepy."
Hearing the words, Mrs. Fu nodded.
Seeing that Fu Mingcheng's expression didn't look too good, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "I think Old Master still hasn't given up on the idea of giving the Imperial Fragrance Market to Yunshen. Even if you contact Bi Man now, I'm afraid you'll only end up benefiting someone else."
"Old Master wants to give it to him, but he doesn't want it." Fu Mingcheng was a little impatient. "Besides, he doesn't know anything about perfume, how can he manage Imperial Fragrance Lane?"
Madam Fu sighed softly. "That's true, but twenty years ago … sigh."
No one wanted to talk about what happened twenty years ago.
**
On Monday morning, Ying Zijin returned to the training camp.
The moment she returned, she saw Feng Yue and Teng Yunmeng sitting at the table.
On the table was a mechanical device made by the two of them, but they did not look too good.
Ying Zijin walked over and her gaze froze. "Is this device broken?"
Zuo Li did not allow her to take part in this task, so she did not bother about it.
With Feng Yue and Teng Yunmeng's skills, it was not a big deal to make such a mechanical device.
Hearing this, Feng Yue slammed the table and said angrily, "Someone must be up to something. Mengmeng and I designed the blueprint correctly, it can't be broken."
"Someone did." Ying Zijin turned the square on the table and said calmly, "The core is broken, it can't be used."
"That shouldn't be." Teng Yunmeng was depressed. "After I made it, I locked it in the room. Who could have touched it?"
Ying Zijin did not say anything and continued to fiddle with the square.
Feng Yue pursed his lips. "The test is about to start. What should we do now?"
A few minutes later, the other teams arrived one after another. When they heard about this, they could not help but be shocked.
"Ah, it can't be used?" Xiu Yan turned around with a faint smile. "It's broken? What should we do now? "
Without Teng Yunmeng and Feng Yue, could Ying Zijin still do it?
----- Digression —
By the way, raising a daughter was just a joke.
So far, the male and female lead did not like each other in the romantic way. This was not because they did not realize that their EQ was low, but because they did not have such thoughts at all.
A reader was right. Both of them had depression and did not have a sense of security. It was very difficult for them to find a true lover.
That was why this was a sweet story about saving each other. This kind of relationship was slow to warm, the kind that flowed slowly. If they did not like each other, there was no need to force themselves.
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