After the friend application was approved, Qin Ruoshu immediately sent a message: "Are you there?"
Zhou Yan danced with his fingers and typed: On the way to enroll.
A tearful and laughing emoji was added at the end.
Qin Ruoshu's reply was quick: "I'm so jealous that you started school so late!"
"I envy you that you can celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival at home!"
"I'm sorry..."
"I'm at a friend's house now!" Zhou Yan thought for a moment and typed again, "Do you have the Penguin accounts of other students in our class?"
"Wait a minute..."
More than a minute later, Qin Ruoshu called Zhou Yan with a long list of Penguin numbers, and added a sentence at the end: "I don't have Zhang Linlin's Penguin number here."
"It doesn't matter, our relationship is not as you imagined, we are just ordinary tablemates!"
Qin Ruoshu replied with a meaningful "Oh"...
Zhou Yan turned around and started adding friends. A series of more than a dozen friend requests were sent out, but only a few responded immediately. After adding friends, Zhou Yan was pulled into the class group by his classmates.
As soon as he entered the group, a series of "didi-didi-didi" sounds rang out. Zhou Yan had no choice but to block the group messages and then go about other things.
For all network security masters, the first step to explore the world is from their own computers.
Zhou Yan searched the Internet and downloaded a batch of very simple hacking gadgets from a relatively well-known hacker base camp website. He opened them with a shelling and decryption tool and checked the codes before running them on his computer.
The eldest sister’s computer is usually maintained more frequently, so there are relatively few worms and Trojans, almost none.
After exploring my own house, I naturally started going shopping...
Although he had a certain understanding of the network sites in the capital, when Zhou Yan carefully released the modified network sniffer, the feedback he received still made him dumbfounded: On the seemingly calm network, everything is going on all the time.
A secret contest...
"Didi didi..."
"Zhou Yan, I want to ask you something?"
Zhou Yan tapped the keyboard a few times: "Please speak!"
"During summer vacation, that macaron in your shop..."
"Easy to say!"
Zhou Yan thought about it for a while, compiled a production guide, and sent it...
As soon as the strategy was sent out, Wang Han, who had been "lurking" behind Zhou Yan for a long time, jumped out.
"Okay! You Zhou Yan, during the summer vacation, I asked you how to make macarons, but you refused in every possible way. Now, when the little girl asks, you give it to me, you heartless one!" p>
How could Zhou Yan not notice Wang Han, and how could he not see the joking look on the eldest sister's face, and helplessly smiled: "Boss, you can ask for compensation for mental losses!"
For top predators, if the prey does not resist, hunting is no longer interesting. For Wang Han, a Leo, the process of "teasing" his younger brother is the most interesting, but the result is not that important. p>
Wang Han raised his hand and looked at the time: "It's just past three o'clock, so there's plenty of time to make macarons!"
"Boss, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are so many mooncakes!"
"If you are asked to do it, just do it. Mooncakes can still be eaten after the Mid-Autumn Festival. I have the opportunity to exploit you. If I pass this village, there will be no such shop..."
Before Zhou Yan could speak, Wang Han walked to the refrigerator, took out a large bag of materials that had been prepared long ago, and shook it: "If I hadn't told you there were no materials earlier, I would have prepared them before the festival!" p>
It was obviously planned for a long time. What else could Zhou Yan say? He could only walk over and take the materials into the kitchen.
The basic process of making macarons is similar to that of ordinary desserts, that is, dealing with the girly skirt, which is a little more troublesome.
It’s not difficult for those who don’t know how to do it, but it’s not difficult for those who can.
While Zhou Yan was busy, Wang Han was not idle either. He held a DV in one hand and a voice recorder in the other. One look at this posture and he knew that he was planning to fight with Macaron. p>
More than two hours later, the pink macarons were taken out of the oven...
"Wow..."
Wang Han's friends were all shocked.
"So cute!"
"Who would be willing to bite such a cutie?"
At the same time, thousands of miles away in Dongyang, at Qin Ruoshu's house, newly made macarons were also released...
Looking at the crooked little "monster" with a weird color on the baking sheet, Qin Ruoshu, who was wearing cartoon pajamas, turned around, pouted, and stared at his mother with a resentful face: "Mom, why are you so ugly?"
"Is it my fault?" Qin's mother spread her palms helplessly, "I can't help you, mother. I'm not your classmate Zhou, I can do everything!"
While talking, Qin’s mother saw that her daughter’s expression was not quite right, so she tried to ask: “How about you ask your classmate Zhou!”
"Okay!" Qin Ruoshu jumped up and down and ran back to the study. Not long after, he came out with his laptop, "Zhou Yan gave me a tutorial, see how they did it..."
Qin Ruoshu's joy was beyond words, and she didn't even notice that her mother was already a little bit hungry.
"Since you already have a tutorial, just do it yourself. At my level..."
After a while, Qin Fangyuan, who had gone out for a visit, came back. When he entered the door, he saw his daughter messing around in the kitchen. He was a little surprised and tiptoed to his wife at the door of the kitchen.
"Old Xing, what happened to our precious girl?"
Qin's mother smiled mysteriously, with a hint of schadenfreude in her smile: "Old Qin, this little cotton-padded jacket of yours will soon change hands!"
Qin Fangyuan's face suddenly drooped: "Whose little brat is this..."
"Who else can make our little greedy cat so interested..." Qin's mother glanced at the plates of magical macarons on the living room table.
"That Zhou Yan?" Qin Fangyuan frowned. After struggling for a while, his brows gradually relaxed, "If it's that boy, it's okay. At least he knows how to take care of people, and he has cooking skills..." "Stop it," Qin's mother smiled helplessly, "I haven't even written the horoscope yet!"
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"How is it possible? Our daughter has to be good-looking, tall, and has a gentle personality. How can any boy not like her?" Qin Fangyuan was a little unconvinced, "A man pursues a woman across a mountain, and a woman pursues a man across a veil.
..."
Qin's mother smiled and shook her head: "You have also met Zhou Yan. Do you look at him like a high school graduate?"
"Some things depend on fate," Qin Fangyuan sighed slightly, glancing at his daughter who was still playing with noodles enthusiastically in the kitchen, "and..."
"Forget it, why are you thinking so much? There must be a road to the mountain!"
Qin Ruoshu worked hard for a long time and finally made a relatively normal macaron.
Looking at the cute little girl with a pink halo on the table, Qin Ruoshu nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! Very good!"
"Classmate Qin Ruoshu, it would be better if you could get rid of all the piles you made in the afternoon!" Mother Qin pushed a lot of "waste" in front of the successful plate with kindness on her face.
"Mom~" Qin Ruoshu was a little unhappy, "Can you stop hitting people like this..."
Seeing that his mother was unmoved, Qin Ruoshu turned his attention to his father: "Dad, look at my mother..."
"Well," Qin Fangyuan nodded pretendingly, "Not bad, I'll get the camera and take pictures..."
While her father was holding the camera, Qin Ruoshu quickly pushed the "waste" aside.
Ten minutes later, the photos from Qin's father's digital camera flew to Wang Han's computer...
"Zhou Yan, your female classmate is pretty good-looking!"
"What are you looking for?" Wang Han's roommate who was dressed in neutral clothes stared straight at Qin Ruoshu in the photo for a long time before turning around and patting Zhou Yan on the shoulder, "Xiao Zhou
, let us see when you bring this person!"
"Where are these from? They are just ordinary classmates!"
"As an ordinary classmate, when people send you artistic photos, do they show you wearing pajamas?"
I was speechless.
To be honest, this is the first time Zhou Yan has seen such a cute side of Qin Ruoshu. When he was in school, although this person was gentle and elegant, most of the time, he liked to show others with a cold face...