Chapter 145

Two hours later, Song Linye suddenly sat up straight and called Song Yan, "Song Yan, can you hack into a surveillance video and then... change the content in the video?"

Song Yan:

His voice turned serious, "What happened?"

Song Linye nodded, his voice filled with grief and indignation, as if he was a hero who would never return.

Song Yan jumped up from the bed immediately after hearing this, "Send the surveillance footage over first."

Ten minutes later, Song Linye kept sending messages to Song Yan.

【how's it going】

Is there anything wrong?

Can it be accomplished?

【Squeak.】

Song Yan slowly opened his eyes, turned on his phone, and looked at the

"explain."

Song Linye, "Are you done?"

Song Yan sneered inwardly as he looked at the videos on his computer, one of which was the original and the other was the one he had modified.

"Song Linye, I can't believe you're even lying about the things you're delivering to Xingxing."

Song Linye was immediately dissatisfied when he heard it. "What are you talking about? What do you mean by me cheating? You understand now. I am just trying to avoid unnecessary conflicts."

Song Yanwenyan rolled his eyes and said, "Awesome."

Song Linye hummed indifferently, "What's that expression on your face? Let me tell you, if you don't help me, I don't mind asking Qin Huan. Qin Huan will definitely be happy to help me."

Threatened by Song Linye, Song Yan closed his eyes and said, "Say it again."

Song Linye blinked and looked at the few words written in front of him, including his name, looking very humble.

"I thought of you first, which proves how important you are to me."

Song Yan said, "That's not necessary."

After changing the surveillance system in the computer using memorable means, he looked at Song Linye with a warning look.

"I'm telling you, this is the first and last time I'm helping you do this. If you encounter this situation again in the future, I don't mind getting you out of here and letting Xingxing put out the fire."

Song Linye's eyes widened, and his voice unconsciously rose, "What did you say?"

"Song Yan, do you have a heart? I am your father after all!"

Song Yan, "So what? Xingxing is still my little dad."

When Song Linye heard this, he thought it made sense.

Little did he know that all this was seen by Lu Xingyan.

This is all thanks to the flawed software that Song Linye designed himself.

The name is Kiss Baby Kiss Me.

This software specifically collected all the contact information between him and Song Linye, including but not limited to chat, voice, video, positioning, and couple games to enhance their relationship.

Looking at the message Song Linye sent to Song Yan on the phone.

He was so angry that he laughed. He had no intention of letting him finish writing it. With his limited ability, how could he not know

What else is sent to change the monitoring.

Just sending a message to Song Yan can be reflected on his phone. I'm really worried about your future in the computer field.

Lu Xingyan supported his chin and looked at the freshman's test paper in his hand.

Trying to do two things at once. If this were posted online, I'm sure many young couples would be separated.

I guess it’s about time.

Lu Xingyan closed the cap of the red pen and turned to enter the classroom. Song Linye was the only one in the empty classroom. He was kind-hearted and only turned on the light at the front.

Under the dim light, Song Linye looked particularly good.

At the same time, it also adds a perfect atmosphere for sleeping.

Lu Xingyan admired it from behind for a while.

She walked quietly behind Song Lin and looked at the drawing on his manuscript paper.

He was so angry that his face turned red. This shameless thing even dared to draw something like this!

On the white paper was a photo of Lu Xingyan blushing after being kissed.

Lu Xing stretched out his hand and took the painting from his hand, "Song Linye."

The sound is as deadly as a ghost.

Song Linye raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Wife." His voice was so sweet.

He squinted his eyes and said, "Honey, do you think my painting is beautiful?" He tilted his head and looked at Lu Xingyan, his eyes full of satisfaction with the painting. At the same time, he was not only satisfied himself, he also wanted his wife to be satisfied.

When Lu Xingyan saw him like this, her hands holding the paper felt hot.

"Shut up!" Lu Xingyan growled, "What are you doing when I tell you to?"

Song Linye suddenly became depressed. Seeing Lu Xingyan's angry expression, he did not forget to comfort her. "Don't be angry, honey. I know I was wrong. I will never return your portrait when I'm doing the homework you assigned me again."

Then draw it while doing other homework.

Song Linye thought cleverly.

Lu Xingyan, whose face showed everything without needing to guess, was made to laugh by him. "Not at any time."

"Why!"

Song Linye was dissatisfied, "Why is it not possible at any time?"

Lu Xingyan threw the painting on the table, and still felt disgusted when he looked at the painting facing him.

He took the painting away and held it in his hand.

"You are infringing on my portrait rights."

Song Lin shook his head. "I didn't. I didn't put your portrait on those websites! This doesn't count as an infringement of your portrait rights, honey."

Song Linye continued to quibble.

Seeing that he was not easy to fool, Lu Xingyan gritted his teeth and said, "Captain Li! How much have you told him? How come he is not easy to fool after such a short time?"

"Anyway, I'm telling you, if you draw my portrait without my consent, I don't mind if I tear up every one you draw."

Song Linye nodded, "Don't worry, I won't give you this chance."

Lu Xingyan glanced over and asked, "What are you mumbling about?"

Song Linye quickly shook his head, "No, nothing."

From that day on, Song Linye was like opening the door to a new century. No matter what time it was, he would either hold a mobile phone, paper, or a tablet.

I kept drawing and painting there.

Even when he was with Lu Xingyan, he kept taking pictures.

Lu Xingyan was helpless and held down Song Linye's hand as he continued to paint. "Have you finished painting?"

Song Linye suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Lu Xingyan with an innocent look.

If Lu Xingyan hadn't known that Song Linye was drawing him, he would have really thought that he had wronged him.

Lu Xingyan asked curiously, "Don't you see An Wo every day? Why are you drawing these?"

Song Linye shook his head, "You don't understand."

Lu Xingyan: ...

Yes, yes, yes.

You understand best.

Lu Xingyan was so angry.

This Song Linye, his head was squeezed by the door.

Then Song Linye said, "Wife, when you look at the portrait I draw for you now, ten, twenty, thirty years from now, or even when we can no longer walk, don't you think it's handsome?"

Lu Xingyan paused. What Song Linye said did make sense, but he still couldn't help but shudder.

"This doesn't quite fit with your image as a school bully."