That night, Le Zhengming reluctantly sent Little Curly back to the suite next door.
After saying goodbye, he took out his phone and after much deliberation, he sent a text message filled with uncertainty and trepidation: [What is our relationship now?]
Although they'd confessed their affection, they seemed to have yet to discuss deeper issues, like what to do next and how long this relationship would last. Curly, though in his thirties, still possessed the naivete of a child. He had no sense of good or evil, acting solely on his own whims. He was changeable and unpredictable, like a cloud in the sky, constantly changing shape.
In other words, he's both good and evil, unconstrained by laws and morals, and guided by his own set of rules. Anyone interacting with him must follow his rules, or he'll turn on you at any moment.
It was hard to imagine that after only two weeks of knowing each other, Le Zhengming had already developed such a deep understanding of Little Curly, as if they had known each other for a lifetime. However, it was precisely because of this understanding that Le Zhengming's heart was so up and down that he felt unsettled.
There was no reply for a long time, which was very unusual for a hacker who never leaves his phone.
Maybe I just don't want to answer such a boring question. I was just too impatient. Thinking this, Le Zhengming turned off his phone and sighed helplessly out the window. He covered his face, completely immersed in those incredibly sweet kisses, but the hidden worry, uneasiness, and restlessness in his heart could not be erased.
For the first time, he experienced the feeling of anxiety and restlessness.
At this moment, the cell phone placed beside him vibrated.
Le Zhengming immediately put down his hand that was covering his face and picked up his phone to read the text message - [You are my love, is there any problem? ]
Lover? Le Zhengming chewed on these two sweet words over and over again, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on his cold face. He eagerly and clumsily replied to the text message: [No problem, you are my lover too.]
He edited and deleted the words "I love you" repeatedly, and finally did not dare to send it out.
He tried to remind himself to be slower, gentler, and more careful so as not to scare the little Curly away, and then he fell asleep with joy.
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Before the election was successful, this relationship, which was not understood by most people, had to be kept hidden.
Zhuang Li and Le Zhengming began a secret love affair. When they attended a meeting, they would look at each other, smile with the corners of their lips curled up, and a faint sweetness would be transmitted between these little understandings; when they took the elevator, they would secretly stand together, close to each other's shoulders, feeling the body temperature blending with each other, and the fatigue of the whole day would disappear because of this short dependence; or they could be more daring, holding hands in an empty corner, stealing a kiss, which would make both parties' mood soar.
On this day, Zhuang Li, who was finally awarded the title, went to the military headquarters under the leadership of Yue Zhengming to go through the entry procedures.
The two stood in the elevator, one in front and one behind, surrounded by several bodyguards and adjutants.
Zhuang Li extended his slender index finger and secretly poked the waist of the man in front of him. Le Zhengming immediately put his hands behind his back and held his playful fingertips. Before leaving the elevator, the two of them held hands, no one noticing.
The elevator doors opened, and a handsome young officer stood outside, his posture straight and straight. Judging by his epaulettes, he was a general. Zhuang Li had only seen one general in his thirties, Le Zhengming. He had risen to that position through military merit, but what was this man's credentials?
"This is Jiang Yi, the grandson of former President Jiang Youwei." An adjutant leaned over and gave a brief introduction in Zhuang Li's ear.
Zhuang Li, who had also conducted some research on the military, quickly understood that this man was Le Zhengming's biggest rival within the military and the reformist faction's original presidential candidate. However, in early polls, Jiang Yi, lacking military merit and a third-generation official who had risen to high office through his family's influence, had a less-than-positive image, and thus received far fewer votes than Le Zhengming.
Ultimately, the reformists nominated Le Zhengming, leaving Jiang Yi to remain in the Logistics Department. He and Le Zhengming were of similar age, and if Le Zhengming were elected president, he would have no chance of rising to prominence. After Le Zhengming's retirement, his age, and the death of his powerful grandfather, meant he had no advantage over the younger, more energetic candidates.
So he will spare no effort to hold Le Zhengming back.
This is the enemy. Thinking of this, Zhuang Li's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes fixed on Jiang Yi.
At that moment, Jiang Yi leaned aside slightly, giving up his seat closest to the elevator door. Another tall man approached, gently placed his arm around his shoulder, and chatted with him, as if they were old friends. But this man had a very familiar face. Who else could it be but Zhu Jianrui?
He was only fourteen, yet he had already grown to 1.8 meters tall and was very sturdy. At first glance, he looked like an adult. However, his eyebrows and eyes were still green, and he had no beard. His lips were wide open in a smile, revealing two canine teeth, which made him look even more childish.
He was wearing a neat military uniform, and judging from his epaulettes and rank, he was already a captain.
From a criminal to a captain, Zhu Jianrui's speed of crossing levels is truly rare in the world.
7480, who had been pretending to be dead for many days, couldn't contain his surprise and cried out "Wow".
Zhuang Li just looked at the other person with amusement, with a cold and unpredictable light in his eyes.
Zhu Jianrui also looked over, the smile on his lips froze for a moment, then he raised his hand and saluted: "General Le Zheng."
Le Zhengming didn't even spare him a glance and walked straight ahead.
Zhuang Li turned his head to look at the boy, with the corner of his mouth curled up in an ambiguous way.
Zhu Jianrui had no choice but to look back under his gaze to avoid losing his momentum. He jogged a few steps after him and whispered in a restrained voice, "Zhuang Li, I will defeat you."
Zhuang Li withdrew his gaze and walked forward, waving his hand without looking back.
Zhu Jianrui stood at the elevator entrance, staring at the man's slender back for a long time. For some reason, four words suddenly popped up in his mind: lifelong enemy.
Zhuang Li is his biggest and only enemy who is stronger than him. He must do everything in his power to get rid of him!
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After two weeks of preparation, Le Zhengming and Gong Xuanqi's first livestream speeches began. Each had their own livestream channel, and they weren't in the same venue for the debate. That was a feature introduced later in the election.
Now, the two of them are trying to boost their own popularity by occasionally releasing some ideas on governing the country on their campaign channels. Although they are competing, it is far from the time when they will go to war.
Both teams attached great importance to their first live speech, placing advertisements a few days in advance and announcing the time to the public.
Le Zhengming had just set the time for his press conference at 8 p.m., and Gong Xuanqi followed suit, also setting the time for 8 p.m. According to past tradition, the two candidates should have staggered their speeches, rather than engaging in such a direct confrontation. After all, Orientals are a reserved and reserved people.
"Gong Xuanqi has become radical." An aide sitting in the studio shook his head and sighed an hour before the live broadcast began.
Le Zhengming recited from a manuscript, taking a moment to respond, "His policy toward the United States is too soft, and he's trying to seek peace with the United States in the trade war. Seeking peace is not impossible, but he's giving up too much national interest. If this continues, his poll numbers will plummet, so he must show his tough side. A head-on confrontation with me is just the beginning. I suspect his speech later will touch on the United States. He'll change his previous strategy and get tough with the United States."
"The toughness is just a facade, just to deceive the people's votes." The staff sneered.
While guessing the content of Gong Xuanqi's speech, the two of them modified their own speeches accordingly.
Zhuang Li sat in the director's room, meticulously controlling the live broadcast equipment. A timer hung prominently, counting down the minutes and seconds, a clear reminder of the passage of time.
Punctuality is a must-have quality for a presidential candidate, a fundamental one. If a leader can't manage his own time, how can he manage a country? Therefore, this live broadcast can't be delayed a minute or a second.
While debugging the equipment, Zhuang Li looked up at the timeboard. There were still 33 minutes left before the live broadcast, and everything was normal.
Sensing his peace and relaxation, 7480 smiled to herself. The host was being complacent too soon. Zhu Jianrui was a master hacker, and he had close ties with Jiang Yi. The tracking chip implanted in his neck couldn't possibly be used for surveillance.
In other words, Zhu Jianrui still has a way to access the computer and stop Le Zhengming's live speech.
You see, that was the original plot. Le Zhengming was involved in a car accident on his way to the studio, forcing the live broadcast to be postponed for several hours. The public waited in vain, their hearts filled with disappointment. And this was just the beginning. In the ensuing campaign, Le Zhengming fought and lost repeatedly, but he kept fighting, and was ultimately abandoned by his supporters.
He is the presidential candidate with the lowest support rate in Chinese history and the only candidate to be arrested and imprisoned. It can be said that he has made history to some extent.
7480 happily recalled the original plot and eagerly awaited Zhu Jianrui's counterattack.
Then the next second, everything it expected happened.
Zhuang Li looked up and asked the staff around him: "I can't log into the live broadcast room. Is everything normal over there?"
“I can’t climb it either!”
"Me too!"
“I was kicked out as soon as I got on board!”
The staff raised their hands with expressions of horror.
There were only 32 minutes left before the live broadcast, but the live broadcast website encountered such a major malfunction. More than one billion Chinese people were waiting for the next speech online or in front of their TVs. They absolutely did not want to see the candidate they supported make such a mistake, as it would destroy their trust.
For a moment, cold sweat broke out on everyone's forehead.
Only Zhuang Li calmly replied, "It's a DDOS attack."
When everyone heard this, they felt even colder in their hearts.
DDOS attack is also commonly known as data tsunami.
As the name suggests, hackers launching DDOS attacks leverage the data streams generated by hundreds of thousands or even millions of smart devices worldwide to attack a website server. The combined traffic from these controlled devices can reach up to 1.2 terabits per second. A terabit is equal to one million megabits, while a typical local connection only handles 10 megabits per second.
You can see the huge gap there.
A 1 million megabit data stream is rushing towards a server that can only accommodate 10 megabits. You can imagine the scene - the website will crash in an instant and its original data will be completely destroyed by this tsunami.
The way to mitigate this attack is to track down every smart device controlled by hackers and shut them all down in the shortest possible time to stop the flow of data. However, if we do that, the workload will reach an extremely large and terrifying level!
A quicker way is to find the hacker's computer that's behind all this, destroy it, and then destroy the data flow. But this computer is hidden in hundreds of thousands or even millions of smart devices, and finding it is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack!
Finished in half an hour? That's totally impossible!
All the staff members raised their heads and looked at the timeboard which showed only 32 minutes left, with desperate expressions on their faces.
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