Episode 1

Qi Siming first saw Ling Yan in the summer of 2084.

After the class guide said that everyone welcomes the new classmates to introduce himself, a boy who seemed a little younger walked to the podium with no expression on his face.

At that time, the unrestrained girls in the class had already prepared for a nap for the first class. When they saw the boy, they looked like wolves smelling meat, and their eyes lit up quickly.

Human beings have evolved for so many years, yet they still do not change their love for beautiful things. It's just that the boy had seen the big scene before at first glance, and turned a blind eye to heterosexual fanatical gaze. He kicked his foot on the podium without saying a word.

After a bang, the floating keyboard of the desk popped up, he reached out and typed out a string of codes, the personal terminal uia was connected, and all the information he introduced himself was typed out on the big screen.

Have to say that this hand is very cool.

In order to prevent the bad guys in the classroom from interfering with the teacher's teaching, the number of desk codes is changed every lesson. The teacher can use the teacher's terminal to match it, but the students must decode the key according to the prompt.

There was a small commotion in the classroom. Don’t know who the boy in the back row blew the whistle and yelled something awesome, but the boy who looked like an ice doll still turned-on deaf ears, and his voice was quiet and calm in all the whispers, "Hello everyone. My name is Ling Yan."

The cold beauty is not terrible. A few girls and boys who do not have tablemates quietly sorted out the next table they occupied, with a clear heart. Ling Yan didn't even look at them. He walked straight to Qi Siming, and made two beeps of uia on his wrist to dock the desk, and he authorized it. The word "Ling Yan" slowly floated on the roster in the front row of the classroom.

Qi Siming was bathed in the enviable eyes of his classmates. He turned the fantastique capacitive pen out to a beautiful pen flower. He politely said hello to the new tablemate, and the class guide once again emphasized the class discipline and changed the projection screen by the way. When the password is entered, Qi Siming found this gap asked the new tablemate for instructions on how to control the podium in three seconds.

The beautiful nose of the boy’s curved nose is like a Japanese manga drawn from the paper books of the last century. Every slight ups and downs are beautiful as painstaking. Qi Siming sees it a little bit, guessing whether this is the original configuration or the medical aesthetics.

"Guessing." The boy didn't say too much, very cold, turned his head and glanced at him, impatiently, "What are you looking at me?"

His brown eyes are like glass seeds, and his frowns are beautiful as not mortal.

Qi Siming complained about this terrible character in his heart, but he was not embarrassed on the face, smiling, and a little teasing, "You look good. Besides, why are you only talking about me? Obviously, the whole class is watching you."

Seventeen-year-old Qi Siming still doesn't quite understand what it means to be shy. He feels complacent that it is because of his appearance that makes the beauty pay more attention to him. He doesn't know how much strength it took Ling Yan at the time to leave without lifting his ass. After the two people got acquainted, Qi Siming accidentally asked and realized that he was self-sentimental. Ling Yan's behavior was motivated by only six words: because he was the squad leader.

Information transmission has become faster in the intelligent age, and disturbances can cause an uproar.

Ling Yan, the transfer student, quickly attracted attention, and the school forum exploded right after the first session. According to Qi Siming’s knowledge, Tan Qing, a senior grade sister he knew, even directly threw out the link address during physical education class and hacked into his class’s camera to broadcast a minute of how this beautiful child listened to the class. According to her, she also tried to hack into the database of Class A. Thanks to the fact that the class guide had just added a double password, she retreated.

When Qi Siming heard this, he directly logged in the live broadcast address and saw a bunch of "Ahhhhh" and "zoom in" replies. After confirming that the video was not intercepted, rolled his eyes to Tan Qing and said silently, "If you do this kind of thing next time, don’t tell me, okay? If you really want to say it, please go to the school’s security department. And then directly receive punishment."

As straightforward as Qi Siming was, even though he said that, he didn't seem to be any better than Tan Qing.

Qi Siming is the class leader, and his information authority would have been a little higher than the rest of the class. When he updated the personal information of all classmates a week later, out of curiosity, he successfully used his position to sneak a peek at Ling Yan's uia, And searched Ling Yan's parents handily.

It is the habit of all the children of the Liberal Arts School to know of the other as much as the other knows of him. The posture of their parents in human flesh search is like a casual check of the nearby business district. When they meet friends whose parents are celebrities, they will chat with their children about film and television works.

Like the parents of 89% of classmates in the class, Ling Yan's family also has very high social positions. Qi Siming's eyes swept over "will go to the UK next year to study undergraduate degree in psychology", "ics program translation", "compilation of a certain science and technology website", "cooperated with the psychology professor of the National University of Singapore on the psychological experiment project of behavioral nomics." "some type of.

After reading it, his only doubt is that he is clearly a seedling of a white hat hacker. What should he do to study psychology?

But this is someone else's business, Qi Siming is just curious, and does not intend to ask.

Ling Yan is a very quiet tablemate. He doesn't talk much, communicates simply, and is serious in class. This seriousness has caused many angry boys in the class to ridicule, but Ling Yan completely regarded it as nothing with his arrogant and indifference, and after the first simulation test, he used his strength to let those people completely shut up.

Qi Siming was very satisfied with the fact that this beautiful boy at the same table had the hidden genus of super scholar, and he had a little admiration for him.

In a mathematics class that was out of mind, he just poked Ling Yan quietly, thinking about asking Ling Yan to give him a lecture after the class, but Ling Yan leaned over directly, and whispered the previous question in a low voice while listening to the teacher. After he finished speaking, he also lifted the capacitor pen in his hand, and said, "I will lend you a ballpoint pen tomorrow, and that rotation will be more comfortable."

After that time, Qi Siming was sure: Although Ling Yan is not enthusiastic, he is still an excellent person.

This kind of evaluation ended by a conversation with the class guide.

It was a day in mid-October. Ling Yan happened to take a leave of absence. Tan Qing, who had been pursuing Ling Yan, finally found a chance to enter the room. She was lying on Qi Siming's desk to study the game designed by Ling Yan.

Speaking of this little game, the direct reason is that Ling Yan disliked Qi Siming's popularity. As soon as the class was over, many people came to him and chatted. Finally, Ling Yan directly wrote a game code and installed it on the smart desk of the class. The main test of the game is the player's control, the gameplay is simple and magic, making the whole class lie on the table every day, chase one another. After that, Qi Siming looked at the one-third acre of land that no one cares about, and only felt that knowledge had changed his destiny. The old motto honestly didn't deceive him.

After Tan Qing knew about this, she always wanted to study it and make a high score plug-in.

Qi Siming doesn't understand Tan Qing's brain circuits, but he thinks that every technology enthusiast has a lonely heart to be defeated. After conquering his works, he can conquer him. Then Qi Siming asks reasonable questions according to his own logic: "Then why don't you directly face him? Isn't it good to be frank with a master? Maybe this will get his favor?"

Tan Qing tried to endure it, and finally rolled her eyes, "Qi Siming, your emotional brain gap has been smoothed out? You can get the hang of it. You are seventeen anyhow. "

Oh, as soon as these words said, the class leader came over to talk to Qi Siming.

The classmates quickly raised their buried heads, as if nothing happened to block the mini-game interface, the class guide had no time to take care of that, he called Qi Siming and dragged him into the corridor with no one else.

Qi Siming watched him look anxious, and also made a joke to relax his mood. Who knows that this easy-going middle-aged man who loves to laugh did not respond to him, but frowned, and asked in a low voice in a straightforward manner: "Si Ming, you are at the same table with Ling Yan, have you noticed something wrong with him recently?"

Qi Siming was inexplicable, "No? He's fine, what's wrong? He is sick?"

"I'm telling you something, don't tell it to others," the class guide thought for a moment, and looked at him with furrowed brows, "Ling Yan had his veins cut at home yesterday, and now he is rescued. The school leader went to the hospital to see the doctor. The diagnosis says he has a severe mental illness."

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