Chapter 51: Devil, Kong Bingbo.

  Taking a glance at the scene that had already been stopped by him, Chu Feng's playful heart rose, and he ran to Fang Zhan Yan's side, pinching and poking him. Fang Zhan Yan sat on the grass, his eyes fixed intently on the laptop, like a vegetable.

  Chu Feng naturally knew that after he paused time, people and objects would all become static. After playing for a while, Chu Feng pulled the computer over from Fang Zhan Yan's hands and fiddled with it for a bit, but still couldn't figure it out.

  Suddenly, a temporary dialog box popped up on the computer, scaring Chu Feng so much that he almost threw the computer away.

  "Duel." The dialogue box only had these two words, Chu Feng looked at it for a few moments before discovering that the dialogue box slowly faded away and gradually disappeared from the computer screen.

  "How is this possible, I... didn't I pause the time?" Chu Feng held his notebook with both hands, muttering to himself, seemingly not daring to believe why there would still be messages transmitted from the other end to this computer after pausing time.

  He swallowed his saliva, Chu Feng hastily stuffed the notebook back into Fang Xianyin's hands, sat down and snapped his fingers, time returned to normal. Fang Xianyin's body suddenly leaned forward, looking around in a daze.

  "How did I feel... it's as if I had a very long dream?" Fang Zhan Yan looked around and found himself still in school, still on the grass, so he turned to ask Chu Feng beside him.

  "How would I know? Have you gone crazy?" Chu Feng replied indifferently with a faint smile.

  "Hmm... don't you think it's boring?" Fang Zhan Yan didn't want to continue talking about this matter either, and shifted his attention back to his laptop, casually asking.

  "Bored, so bored." Chu Feng looked up at the sky "But it won't be boring for long." A faint smile played on his lips as he gazed at his fingers, and the excitement in his heart grew stronger.

  Fang Zhan Yan didn't think much about what Chu Feng meant by his words. The dialogue box on his computer appeared again, "Don't dare to?"

  Fang Zhan Yan was taken aback, he didn't understand what the other person meant by "not dare", and replied "Not dare? What not dare?"

  "Afraid to go one-on-one with me? Just you and me, let's see whose hacking skills are stronger." The other side quickly shot back this sentence.

  Fang Zhan Yan's heart skipped a beat; "Are you from school?"

  "The authentication you broke was done by me." The devil sat in front of the computer, casually grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, with a few excited smiles on his childish face. "This guy is indeed a master, just entering his computer firewall wasted four hours for me." After swallowing the potato chips in his mouth, Devil stuck out his tongue at the computer with a silly smile.

  "Don't you want to catch me?" Fang Zhan Yan suddenly found it interesting, after breaking through the database's defense, this hacker had gone to great lengths to find him, just to have a one-on-one showdown.

  "Alright, how do you want to play." Fang Zhan Yan also wanted to see what this hacker was capable of.

  The devil pinched his chin, leaning against the back of the computer chair, his eyebrows furrowed, as if thinking about what could stump Fang Zhan-yan. Although the devil thought highly of himself, he also knew that Fang Zhan-yan was not a soft persimmon to be easily squeezed.

  After some thought, Devil typed out a line on the keyboard.

  "Who can control Shanghai's traffic system first?" As soon as he finished typing, a mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Devil's mouth. Controlling the entire traffic system of Shanghai was not a simple task, and it couldn't be compared to defending a small school database system.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Fang Zhan Yan saw this line of words and his left hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, it was a small action he had when he was nervous.

  "This guy is crazy, actually wanting to control Shanghai's defense system." Fang Zhan Yan's heart tightened, secretly scolding devil as a madman, controlling the entire Shanghai traffic system, one mistake and it would be a massive car accident, casualties would increase exponentially, devil was undoubtedly betting with people's lives.

  Fang Zhan Yan lightly knocked down three words: "I refuse."

  Devil saw these three words and was stunned for a moment, then just wanted to sarcastically say a few words to Fang Zhan Yan, when a soft and gentle female voice came; "Ice Blog, dinner is ready."

  The devil immediately closes all dialog boxes and switches to the game interface; "Mom, wait!"

  "Hurry up, today I made some of your favorite Coke chicken wings, if you don't eat them, little Ya will finish them off." Devil heard this and jumped up excitedly, ran to the door covered in game and manga posters, pulled it open and ran to the wooden handrail on the stairs, looking towards the living room; "Mom, is Little Ya here?"

  Before the words had fallen, a stately and elegant beauty untied her scarf and stepped up the stairs. The beauty looked at Devil with a loving smile, walked forward and touched his head; "Your little sister Ya is in the kitchen."

  The devil listened, smiled with a curled lip, dodged the beautiful woman and ran downstairs. The beautiful woman looked at his pants with countless pockets and sighed: "This kid is just like a spy." After finishing speaking, the beautiful woman couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head as she walked towards the stairs.

  The devil ran downstairs and directly turned into the corridor, running towards the kitchen.

  As soon as he entered the kitchen, a small white hand reached out and pinched the devil's ear, giving it a slight twist.

  No match for defense, had to beg for mercy; "Ahh, Xiaoya sister, spare my life, my ears!"

  "Kong Bingbo! What did I tell you? Didn't I ask you to get a haircut? Why is it still so long?!" A pleasant female voice rang out, startling the devil.

  "Little Ya Jie, I was wrong! Oh no!" The owner of the small hand exerted some force and the devil let out another cry.

  After a while, the little Ya sister in Devil's mouth finally let go of her hand. Devil hastily rubbed his ears and flashed to the side of the kitchen cabinet, carefully watching the girl.

  The girl was very pretty, with a melon-seed-shaped face, big eyes, a small nose, and red, tempting lips that curved into a helpless arc. Her eyes were filled with thin anger as she lightly tossed aside the green silk that blocked her vision. "Look at your pants, what do they look like!"

  The devil smiled and opened his mouth, flattering the girl to her side, patting her shoulder and shaking her arm; "Sister, sister you're the best, I don't want to cut my hair, sister, good sister."

  The girl smiled helplessly; "Alright, go serve the dishes, you're not young anymore, it's time to do some household chores." The girl turned around, walked to the stove and picked up the already cooked cola chicken wings and a plate of scallion stir-fried lamb, glanced at the devil with a smile at the corner of her mouth, turned around and ran out of the kitchen towards the dining room.

  "Is Bingbo bothering you again, Little Ya?" The woman walked into the kitchen with a hint of a smile, looking at Devil.

  "No, I didn't." The devil scooped up the fish-flavored shredded meat with both hands and immediately ran out. The beautiful woman shook her head behind him; "This kid."

  ……

  In the restaurant, the devil sat with the girl, occasionally bursting into laughter, and the girl also covered her mouth and giggled lightly, not knowing what funny things they were talking about.

  "That guy didn't even compare to me, how boring." Devil picked up his chopsticks and was about to grab a piece of cola chicken wing when the girl stopped him; "Not waiting for your mom to eat together, you little glutton."

  "Heh heh." The devil smiled mischievously and put down his chopsticks.

  "What happened in the end? Is that it?" The girl adjusted the collar of her white high-necked sweater and asked doubtfully.

  "Of course, it won't be calculated like that. If mom hadn't said you were coming, I would have continued to press him." Devil sneered and hummed, his small eyes constantly turning around the few dishes.

  "Alright, let's eat." Just as the silence had just fallen in the dining room, the beautiful woman brought out the final dish, a fruit dessert, and walked to the table, gently placing it in the center. She smiled and said...

  "Alright! Let's eat!" The devil excitedly shouted, hastily picking up a piece of chicken wing and putting it into his own bowl, starting to gobble it down.

  "Xiao Ya, has your younger sister Xiaolan been up to anything lately?" The beautiful woman picked up the white handkerchief from the dinner table and wiped her hands clean, then gestured for Xiao Ya to sit down and asked.

  The girl took a bite of the fish-flavored shredded pork and heard the beautiful woman ask, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll definitely tell Xiaolan to have your company do the advertising."

  The beautiful woman listened and quickly waved her hand; "No, I didn't mean that. What I meant was, if she has time, you two come together, I'll make something and we can get together. Xiaolan is busy, I understand. Putting aside official business, privately speaking, we are still friends, aren't we?"

  The beautiful woman's words were quite pertinent, neither making the girl feel hypocritical nor subtly pulling the relationship between the two closer. However, the girl didn't notice that a barely perceptible glint of cunning flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes.