Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
[International Student Daily: Today while shopping on the streets of M Country, I suddenly noticed the big screen here had changed. Seeing the content on it, I wanted to give this J a thumbs up.]
A video was attached below, making its content clearly visible.
An image of an M.K order, an image of data from an M Country research institute being deleted, and the most exciting part, a sentence at the end.
"This ti is just a warning. You can try and see what happens next ti."
At the end, a large, arrogant scrawl of the letter J appeared.
At this point, the comnt section of this Weibo post had already descended into chaos.
[Wow, J is so aweso! I hereby announce that starting today, J is my idol.]
[Why do I feel that J’s statent is quite aningful, as if saying that next ti, I’ll destroy all of your data.]
[Hahaha, the one above is right, J must be thinking that.]
[Damn, M Country is so shaless, trying to steal our country’s data, disgusting.]
This comnt set off a wave of agreent below.
As everyone was eagerly comnting, a few discordant voices popped up, saying infuriating things.
[To be fair, it’s not right for J to delete soone else’s data, after all, it’s hard-earned research.]
[That’s right, besides, if no one took the job, why hack into soone else’s research institute?]
[Our country didn’t suffer any loss, is it necessary? It’s just ruining goodwill.]
Seeing these puzzling statents, everyone couldn’t help but curse, wondering why such people even exist in our country.
[Damn, you hypocrite, if you’re so sympathetic, why don’t you just go to M Country?]
[It’s a disgrace that our country has bred such traitors.]
[Keyboard warriors need to die, what do you an no loss to the country, have you ever thought about what the consequences would be if it weren’t for J.]
This issue fernted particularly severely on the internet, with groups of people cursing each other beneath it.
Soon, it drew attention from above, and upon understanding the entire situation, a chill ran down their spine.
One thing that netizens got right was that if the research data were leaked this ti, it would be the biggest loss.
Thinking of this, they personally called the research institute, ensuring that, no matter what, the data must not be leaked.
...
Over at the physics research institute, Director Zhang Ziqing’s face turned solemn upon receiving the call.
He rushed to the laboratory and quickly spoke.
"Quick, print out all the data and delete the computer files."
The people in the lab were puzzled and couldn’t help but ask, "Director, what’s going on?"
Zhang Ziqing shared the information he had, and upon hearing it, everyone started taking action.
Just because no one took the job this ti doesn’t an no one will next ti.
Suddenly, the computer screen in the lab went dark, and a ssage appeared on the screen.
"The research institute’s firewall and data have been reinforced, please rest assured, J."
Everyone stared blankly at the computer, all thinking in unison that thankfully, this J is from our country.
"Do we still need to clean everything?" a young person broke the silence with a question.
Zhang Ziqing thought for a mont and decided to proceed with the original plan, though, "Let’s continue, and about the firewall, I’ll ask people from above to test it further."
With that, he hurried out to make a call, reporting everything that had just happened.
The person on the other end paused for a mont, then said solemnly, "Understood, I’ll send soone over."
...
In class, the chemistry teacher noticed the only empty seat in the classroom, his eyebrow twitching violently.
With a cold snort, he began the lesson.
Beneath, Sebastian Winn turned his head, his eyes glancing sideways at the podium, and whispered.
"Hey John, Claire skipped class again."
John Sinclair nudged his head, speaking casually, "It’s not the first ti Claire’s done this, why are you making a big deal out of it?"
Sebastian stayed silent.
Of course, I know, but both of the chemistry teacher’s eyes just now looked like they were about to shoot fire.
As soon as class was over, the chemistry teacher returned to the office with a sour expression.
Seeing Grace Carter there, he couldn’t help but start complaining.
"Grace, does your student Claire Green have an issue with ?"
Grace looked at him in surprise, her tone filled with doubt, "Why would she, did sothing happen?"
"Then why doesn’t she co whenever it’s my class, her seat is always the empty one."
Speaking of this, the chemistry teacher had a slight grievance, how could such a delicate girl not appreciate him equally!
Upon hearing this, Grace slowly furrowed her brow.
"I’ll call her and ask. Don’t worry, she definitely doesn’t an it."
After reassuring him, Grace made a phone call.
...
anwhile, Claire Green had just finished tidying up, getting ready for bed, when a ringtone rang like an urgent alarm.
She answered casually, speaking softly, "Hey Grace."
"Claire Green, why didn’t you co to class?" Grace’s voice, like her deanor, was always gentle and soft.
Even now, feeling helpless and angry, her tone remained gentle.
Claire lay in bed, one hand in front of her eyes, feeling sleepy and weary.
"I had sothing to do, I’ll co in the afternoon," she replied lazily, her tone relaxed.
Grace twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking, is this really sothing a student should say?
If you’re busy, why not ask for leave.
"Co to my office in the afternoon when you get to school."
Claire agreed softly.
...
In the afternoon, Claire Green appeared lazily at the office door in her school uniform.
Her fair fingers knocked on the door, speaking very politely, "Hey Grace."
Grace was marking assignnts and looked up when she heard the voice, seeing the girl standing there looking languid yet obedient.
Suddenly, there was a gleam of amusent in her eyes, as it was the first ti seeing her so well-behaved.
"Co in."
Claire sat quietly to the side, watching the person who had her head down working since she ca in, a slight curve appearing on her lips.
"Grace, did you call here just to watch you grade papers?"
Hearing this, Grace put down her pen, turned, and sternly stared at her, her voice filled with earnestness.
"You’re in your senior year now, it’s the most crucial ti. The chemistry teacher told you miss his class every ti, what’s going on?"
Claire raised her eyebrows, finding it truly unexpected.
"No, it’s just bad timing, I guess."
Grace looked at the girl in front of her and couldn’t help but sigh, "Claire, you already took a year off, your foundation can’t keep up with others, you really need to work hard now, do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Claire’s eyes narrowed upwards, thinking that even though Grace wasn’t much older, she sure could speak persuasively.
Seeing how concerned she looked, Claire pondered, perhaps she should really pay attention and listen this ti.
"Alright, I’ll give it a try," Claire nodded.
Seeing her like this, Grace smiled in satisfaction, patting her shoulder, "Okay, get back to class."
When Claire returned to the classroom, she imdiately took out her textbook, startling John and the others.
"Wow, Claire, what are you doing?"
Claire twirled her pen, her tone lazy, "Studying hard."
What the heck?
John felt there had to be sothing wrong with his ears, otherwise how else would he hear soone who either slept or played gas all class say she was going to study hard?
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