Chapter 61: The Special Recruit is Amazing
Wen Rong was speechless for a moment. He sucked in a breath of cold air, his tongue too dry to form words.
He thought everything was going smoothly, but suddenly a huge rock fell, and he had no way to deal with it.
Almost instinctively, he recalled mentioning this matter on the Black Pigeon forum. Perhaps many people were silently preparing back then and beat them to it.
So, shouldn’t he have posted that thread?
Wen Rong doubted himself for a moment, then shook his head. No, that wasn’t it.
When he dared to post the thread, he was already prepared for others to participate. He just believed Senior Lin Qizheng would make the best one and regain his confidence through the software.
While Wen Rong was still pondering, Zhang Lin spoke up: “It’s my fault. When I applied for funds from the Student Council, I uploaded the initial version of the software. I just downloaded the software pushed by the school, and it’s basically the same as the version we made, just with some basic modifications. Although it’s not the source code, I think replicating something like this is simple for Li Ao.”
Wen Rong’s gradually clearing train of thought came to an abrupt halt. “They plagiarized?”
Lin Qizheng said gloomily, “So what if they plagiarized? Federal law doesn’t stipulate copyright for code. Besides, the school’s Blue Book accounts are all promoting this software, which means Zhou Xie is behind this. How can we have the ability to fight against him?”
Zhou Xie again.
This person seemed to always appear in his world in very despicable ways.
Wen Rong pursed his lips. Everyone’s expression looked bad. The saddest one was probably Lin Qizheng; he was the one who had put in the most effort so far. When Wen Rong gave him the balls this morning, he had been so happy.
Wen Rong patted his cheeks to force himself to calm down.
He had survived so many difficulties in the past; he could definitely do it this time. Besides, these weren’t fists hitting his body. As long as he wasn’t dead, it could be solved.
Wen Rong suddenly missed Senior Leon.
If he asked the Senior, the Senior would definitely point out a clear path.
Senior…
If he thought about this problem according to the Senior’s line of thinking, what would the answer be?
Two strings in Wen Rong’s brain suddenly connected. “Then let’s hurry up and register!”
“Register for what?” Zhang Lin was stunned.
“When I conceived this software, on one hand, I thought ordinary people needed professional popular science. On the other hand, I thought many people in the school wanted to gain fame. Since someone has made it, let’s take this opportunity to be the first batch of users. Answer others’ questions well and gain more and more fans.”
“Youngest, you’re right!” Lin Qizheng realized it, stopped eating, and immediately took out his phone to download the software and register.
Seeing this, Zhang Lin also took out his phone and opened the software.
The atmosphere in Room 100 seemed to lighten up. Perhaps because Wen Rong saw that the two seniors were no longer depressed, his mood improved a lot too.
His stomach grumbled; Wen Rong was hungry too. He picked up his chopsticks to eat, but suddenly saw Zhang Jincheng opposite him put his phone on the table and start eating, showing no intention of registering.
Wen Rong moved the dish Zhang Jincheng was reaching for. “President, you register too.”
“I don’t need to.”
“You have to! You must seize this opportunity to build your fame so that people will support you in making clothes in the future.”
Zhang Jincheng’s expression changed slightly. “No need.”
As soon as his voice fell, Lin Qizheng put down his phone. “I won’t download it either.”
Wen Rong looked back at him. “What’s wrong?”
“Opening the software and finding it exactly the same as the one I made… thinking that it now belongs to someone else, I just can’t swallow this anger.”
Zhang Lin followed suit and put down his phone. “If you guys aren’t registering, I won’t register either.”
The active little particles in the air gradually sank, paving a thick layer on the ground. The small room became dense again, the air so scarce that Wen Rong felt difficulty breathing.
He wondered if he hadn’t considered the seniors’ feelings enough. Seeing something that should have belonged to them might be very painful.
Wen Rong blamed himself, thought for a moment, and couldn’t help asking, “Then do we want to vent this anger?”
“What?” Lin Qizheng leaned towards Wen Rong. “Your voice is too quiet, I didn’t hear clearly.”
Wen Rong placed his hands on his knees, palms rubbing hard against the protruding bones. “Do we continue making the original software?”
“Since they used our initial version and are now number one on the download chart, it means our concept and software are fine. We can continue in this direction. As for investment—I’ll go talk to Shi Ye.”
Zhang Lin said hurriedly, “No, continuing to make it means opposing the school.”
Lin Qizheng added, “And the school’s version has already gained fame. What’s the point of us making it again? If no one cares about it, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing?”
Neither registering to use it nor continuing to make the original software… so the seniors wanted to escape?
Wen Rong’s gaze swept over the three faces again. He sensed “affirmation” in their expressions; they really seemed ready to run away.
No—
Wen Rong instinctively arrived at this answer. He immediately opened Blue Book, found the video he had watched before in his favorites, and clicked play.
An impassioned voice came from the speaker: “18 is the age to venture! You can do anything, you can—”
“Enough, enough.” Before it finished playing, Zhang Lin rubbed his forehead. “Youngest, turn off your scam video.”
“I think we can listen to it.”
“There’s no need to listen to this useless chicken soup. Listening too much will make you stupid.”
“I think—”
Zhang Jincheng interrupted him. “Turn it off.”
Wen Rong helplessly gave a muffled assent. Just as he was about to turn it off, Lin Qizheng suddenly jumped up from his chair. “Don’t turn it off!”
Zhang Lin: “?”
Zhang Jincheng: “?”
“We can’t just let this go. I don’t want to be a coward, and you aren’t allowed to be either. From now on, listen to this with me once every day.”
Wen Rong: “Huh?”
“Huh what.” Lin Qizheng snatched Wen Rong’s phone, clicked play, turned the volume to the max, and announced at the top of his lungs, “I’m going to make an even better software.”
Zhang Lin rubbed his forehead. “What kind of crazy fit are you throwing suddenly? Have you thought about what happens if you can’t make it?”
Lin Qizheng’s throat choked up, his mouth freezing open for a few seconds.
When his eyes glanced over Wen Rong, his eyelids lowered, and he threw caution to the wind. “If I can’t make it, I can’t make it. There are so many obscure softwares every year. If we fail quietly, no one will know.”
“This software is well-made, and the response from the government is also very good. I just talked to your father on the phone. He plans to hold a seminar specifically for the software at the end of the year. You bring Li Ao to participate then.”
Zhou Xie gave a “Mhm.”
“This is a good opportunity. You’re entering the government next year; going in with achievements will help your future.”
“Thank you, Principal.”
The Principal added, “But don’t let your guard down. After all, this is a professional science popularization software. Remember to let the students answer questions properly so others don’t pick out faults.”
“Mhm, I understand.”
The phone hung up, and the Student Council office returned to dead silence.
The phone screen reflected Zhou Xie’s cold face. His dark eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses were as cold as ice.
After a while, he took a cigarette from the drawer and lit it.
It meant he was agitated.
Usually, at this time, Li Ao would say something to ease the atmosphere, but this time Li Ao was even more silent than Zhou Xie.
He stood by the window, his chestnut curly hair coated with a layer of gray by the overcast sky. He wasn’t holding his tablet, just staring quietly out the window.
The two stood quietly like this for a long time. The cigarette burned down quickly. Zhou Xie flicked the ash. “Want to go on vacation?”
“I still have to do maintenance for the software.”
“You can hand it over to others.”
“They said there were some problems just now. I’ll go deal with it first.”
Li Ao walked out listlessly. Zhou Xie stopped him. “I know you don’t like doing this kind of thing, but time was tight, so we could only use their initial version.”
Li Ao nodded. “I understand.”
“The concept of this software is too good; it might even replace Blue Book in the future. Such software that controls public opinion cannot fall into others’ hands.”
“…”
“Even if they made it, they couldn’t hold onto it. Blue Book wouldn’t be happy about them seizing market share either.”
Li Ao stopped opening the door and couldn’t help but scoff. “Cousin, this is the first time you’ve proactively explained so much to me.”
Zhou Xie’s lips paused. “I’m telling the truth. Just a special recruit, he has nothing.”
“I think he’s very amazing.”
Zhou Xie was stunned.
A faint smile appeared on Li Ao’s lips. “We all underestimated that special recruit. Zhao Zeyang dropping out might have been an accident, but proposing this concept was definitely not an accident.”
“He can only think about it. Just those few people in the News Club… getting the software license alone would take forever.”
“Mhm…” Li Ao didn’t commit to an answer, then turned and pushed the door open to leave.
The office fell silent again.
The muscles on Zhou Xie’s jaw moved slightly. Then, calmly, he pushed the ashtray onto the floor, finally exhaling the breath stifled in his chest.
When he was twelve, Zhou Xie’s mother died in a car accident. The driver was a desperado, 57 years old, unmarried, and without assets.
The police finally closed the case as a traffic accident.
But Zhou Xie knew there must have been something wrong with his mother’s death.
At that time, Zhou Xie was still young and begged his father not to participate in the election anymore. He was afraid of death, and afraid his father would die.
But his father said no. If they stagnated, not only would political enemies come knocking, but even the companies supporting his father’s election would turn against them.
Politics was a dangerous road of no return.
His father resolutely walked on it. Zhou Xie couldn’t persuade him, so after handling his mother’s funeral, he decided to walk this path too.
He had lost his mother, so no matter what means he used, he had to protect his father and protect himself.
Starting that year, he learned to approach darkness, discarding some things to maneuver within interests. Even getting close to Shi Jing according to his father’s arrangement, betraying Shi Ye… it was all acceptable.
Now it was just stealing a software developed by the News Club… His father was about to undergo his third election. Holding such a massive software in hand would reduce some constraints.
He did nothing wrong.
Fists clenched inside his sleeves, his long, thin knuckles cracking.
Then Zhou Xie sat down blankly in front of the computer, opened the Black Pigeon forum, and sent a system message.
[By decision of the school, Lin Qizheng’s Yellow Card is cancelled. Wen Rong’s Red Card is converted to a Yellow Card.]
The reason was understood by everyone without being spoken. They all ran to reply under the thread Wen Rong had originally started.
[The goddess’s idea was still too advanced. If I had known, I would have made a software too.]
[Sorry goddess, I shouldn’t have doubted you back then.]
[Goddess, from now on you are my beacon. I will follow you forever.]
[Goddess, if you have any more ideas, remember to post them. I’ll do whatever you say.]
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