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Chapter 58 Typing Contest in the Computer Room

Essai was wearing a black trench coat and walking in the dark night. At the corner of the street, he was slightly surprised by the appearance of a person with supernatural powers.

I saw the superpower saying coldly: "Hand over the code flow picture and I will spare your life."

Facing the ruthless superpower, Esai showed no fear on his face and said calmly: "The code flow picture has been given to others."

"Do you think I will believe your lies?" The superpower didn't believe Aise's words, and admired his calm posture, saying, "He is indeed a god-level hacker, so calm and calm in the face of my intimidation.

"

After saying that, a shiny dagger appeared in his hand. He swung it hard and the dagger flew towards Esai with a sound of breaking through the air...

The boss said he wanted to catch them alive, but he didn't have that much patience.

Aisai frowned, thinking that the other party was not afraid of embarrassment even if they used weapons against him.

His consciousness reacted immediately to dodge, and his body movements cooperated perfectly, and he dodged the dagger.

The moment he dodged the dagger, a red lightning appeared in another direction and shot at the superpower.

The dagger of the superpower failed to kill Aisai, but it caused a fatal disaster.

"Red-skinned man!"

He yelled.

The sound was immediately swallowed up by the sound of the body being pierced.

Still maintaining a surprised expression, he remained motionless and his body was stiff.

His pupils were shrunk to the extreme, and he might even die without knowing how he died.

"If you kill a god-level hacker, I will kill you."

The red-skinned person said, blowing into the face of the superpower. The latter's body collapsed from head to toe like building blocks. Her magic power actually turned a complete person into a pile of blood and a pile of blood.

Tiny broken corpses.

The wind blew on his face, and Esai smelled the pungent smell of blood. When he came to his senses, he thanked the red-skinned man.

The red-skinned man said you're welcome.

Du Sha, who was studying in middle school, walked out of the classroom after the bell rang, went to the playground, and started hanging out on the playground.

There is a 400-meter plastic circular track near the playground.

He was running around the track, and accidentally got distracted and knocked down a petite girl.

Ouch, the girl sat on the ground and stared at Dusha with big eyes.

Dusha said: "I'm sorry." He looked at the girl up and down.

The other party is wearing a white shirt on the upper body, jeans on the lower body, and a pair of white sneakers on the feet. The whole person is radiant and exudes the unique charm of a young girl.

She was in his class. Dusha recognized her and stretched out his hand to pull her up. At the same time, a burst of fragrance hit his nostrils.

The girl's hand rested on Dusha's.

A soft and boneless feeling came, Dusha's heart beat faster and she became a little distracted.

After standing up, the girl tried to break away from Dusha's hand to no avail, and cursed: "Rogue!"

Dusha realized that he was holding on to the other person's little hand, which was a bit rude, and he quickly let go. Then he said, "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." After the girl said that, she ran away as if running away.

There was still some time before the school bell rang, and Dusha continued to wander around.

At this time, a big hand patted his shoulder.

He turned around and was surprised when he saw it was Shangcun.

"Master, why are you here?"

"I'm coming to Didu Middle School to take a look. What's going on? You're about to take the high school entrance exam and instead of reviewing, you just hang out in the playground?"

Uemura was a little annoyed with Dusha's approach.

Du Sha explained: "You can't always stay in the classroom and review. It's good to go out and walk around."

Uemura nodded, very satisfied with Dusha's explanation.

Dusha thought of the crane she wanted to marry and asked: "Master, my crane..."

"I cooked and ate your crane." Uemura swallowed and said.

Of course Dusha didn't believe that his crane was eaten by the master. He said: "It should be in the sky."

Deep in the clouds, Du Sha faintly saw cranes flying.

In fact, there is indeed a crane flying deep in the clouds.

The crane spread its wings and soared freely in the clouds.

What a beautiful picture that was. Dusha began to imagine. As he was thinking about it, the bell rang suddenly, startling him.

"Idiot!" Uemura couldn't help but curse.

"Master, I'm going to class."

This is a computer class, and Dusha doesn't want to miss the opportunity to play with computers. Although he wears a microcomputer on his hand, a desktop computer is more fun.

In the computer room, the sound of computers starting up and searching could be heard.

The computer teacher stood on the podium and looked at the students operating the computers below.

Kevin Mitnick hacked into the North American air defense system at the age of thirteen.

Dusha is sixteen years old today and he wants to invade the White House of the United States.

And it was an unwarranted invasion.

If there is really a reason, it is that he wants to be famous.

Although he is now very famous on the Internet, he is still not as happy as being famous in reality.

In reality, if you are famous, you can be published in newspapers and interviewed by reporters.

These are all things Dusha has dreamed of.

"Dusa, if you don't call up Jinshan Typing, why are you in a daze? Believe it or not, the teacher asked you to stand for a class."

The serious voice of the computer teacher came. Only then did Dusha come to his senses and hurriedly called up Jinshan Typing Assistant to practice typing.

"A mentally retarded student who can't even type, wants to become a god-level hacker, and he won't be afraid of being laughed at if he speaks out." The young master said sarcastically, not giving Du Sha any face.

"A god-level hacker, I think he is a neurohacker. I remember the head teacher Yang Yang said this about him." A student next to the young master echoed.

The computer teacher didn't care when the young master talked in class and let him mock Dusha however he wanted.

Du Sha's face turned livid with anger. He stood up and said angrily: "Young master, you said I can't type. What a joke. When I learned to type, you didn't know where to play in the mud!"

"Come on, let's have a typing competition if you feel like it and see who loses and who wins!" The young master crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if he was waiting for Dusha to challenge him.

At this time, the computer teacher interrupted: "You two want to compete, and I will be the referee. I want to see what Dusha, an imbecile, can do."

The typing competition began. The content of the competition was Lu Xun's "From Baicao Garden to Sanwei Bookstore". See who can input this text into the computer in the shortest time.

After the computer teacher read out the rules of the competition, he shouted to start, and the two teenagers started typing frantically.

After practicing Jinshan Typing for three years, if you still can’t type, your qualifications are really poor and it will be difficult to achieve anything in this life. In the impression of the computer teacher, Du Sha is a mentally retarded student who can’t even turn on a computer.

The teacher once threatened that if Dusha learned to type, he would teach the students while standing on his head. Now was the time to fulfill his promise. He wanted to see if Dusha could win.

Dusha's typing speed is very fast. He can type a text into the computer in ten minutes and thirty seconds, but it takes eleven minutes for the young master.

A gap of thirty seconds caused the young master to lose the game.

"This...this is impossible..."

The computer teacher's glasses almost fell to the floor.

There was a gap of thirty seconds. In my eyes, the other party was still a mentally retarded student who couldn't turn on a mobile phone. I thought to myself, Dusha, what have you been doing skipping classes these days, and how could you have changed so much.

Dusha would tell the computer teacher that he was skipping class these days and went to the Xingyue Sword Sect and became a disciple there. Of course not, this is his secret, how could he tell it to others casually, not to mention that no one would believe him if he told it.
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