Bit Mania [Hacking]

On the third day of the new year, the snow fell.The large lacquered iron gate of Mr. Song's house was open to the south, and the door was full of guests, bustling with people, and the younger generation came to visit in an endless stream.The old man has an only daughter who works in the Chinese Academy of Sciences in other places all the year round, and only goes home to pay New Year's greetings to him during the New Year's holidays. This time, she and her husband surnamed Qiu have become the backbone of receiving guests.

Song Yubai's early students were comparable to Mrs. Qiu's peers, but later on they became more respectful. When they arrived at Zixin's place, they were coaxed and tricked into calling him "auntie". Mrs. Qiu, who is about forty years old, It was the first time he was so happy being called old by others, and after saying "wait a minute", he handed Zixin an imported iron chocolate box with a smile.

Zixin weighed it up and felt that it didn't feel right in the hand. When he opened it, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was an ultra-high-performance hard drive, which was different from the AMR technology head. The doubling of hard disk storage density has become a reality from a luxury.

"Whoa..." What a quirky but on-point New Year's gift.The little guy was so beautiful holding the hard drive, even Mrs. Qiu took the opportunity to pinch and kiss her, but Mr. Qiu couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't bear to pull the woman away. Lipstick marks ran upstairs.

In the study on the second floor, Mr. Song happened to be spending his free time there.

"Come, come, hurry up, let me test whether you have neglected your studies recently..."

The Internet is the best teacher, especially for a top hacker like Zixin who can freely access most of the world's literature databases. After going to the capital, he will not be nervous about his studies. Apart from making troubles in the Internet world with Linux people, he is Constantly traveling to various places, touching those top academic knowledge, the two chatted for a few words, Song Yubai yelled that he had nothing to teach, Zixin sat there, slowly playing with the hard drive in his hand, Playing with Transformers like his peers.After a while, the old man was the first to lose his composure, and slapped a letter on the table with a "bang".

The thick object in front of me is not so much a notebook as a large stack of tattered papers.All kinds of small pieces of paper are covered with words, stuck together with tape, glue, staples and even rice grains. At first glance, it looks extremely tattered, just like a person randomly collected post-it notes from all over the place. Something stuck.

"...Here you are, you vampire!"

Zixin put down the hard drive, opened the tattered notebook, and looked at it. After a while, the expression on his face couldn't be tense, and he happily leaned over to pinch the old man's leg: "I knew the teacher was the best for me!"

"Go, go, don't do this to me..." Old man Song turned his head and ignored him. Seeing Zixin go through the handbook, he turned around and couldn't help telling: "This is the first machine that I participated in the development of Huaguo in my early years." If you master the information of Ultrain, it means that as long as you get the materials, labor and machine tools, you can build a national supercomputer team! ... Remember, burn it completely after reading it Otherwise, you, me, everyone downstairs, our relatives, and everyone who has anything to do with us will... well, you should understand!"

"I understand." Zixin's complexion straightened, and she nodded seriously.

One day, a boy walked into the study of the Song family. The voice of the conversation inside was deliberately suppressed, and no one could hear what the people in the room were saying clearly. It was not until the middle of the night that the door opened from the inside. It was Mr. Song.He walked out of the room with a calm expression, and gently closed the door behind his back, but the young boy never came out.

In the next few days, Zixin stayed alone in the study of the Song family without taking a step out. Even Zheng Xiu could only briefly talk to him outside the door, and sent him three meals a day, knowing that the people in the house were safe. , and at the behest of Zixin, they explained to Linux that Octo was temporarily unable to go online due to something.

The contents of the letter were all written down bit by bit by memory after Academician Song retired from the front line of national scientific research.This is a long process. He is no longer young, and his memory is not as good as before. Some things rely on thinking while writing, and calculating while recalling. Write down a few parameters, and in this way, day after day, this handbook is enough to make spies from many countries in the world fight head to toe.

After the Spring Festival, the school had already started. For the correspondence here, Song Yubai asked Yao Yizhi for leave of absence for Zixin - of course he would not tell the truth the reason.To put it bluntly, a person like him who has participated in the construction of national strategic scientific research, even if he retires now, his communication with the outside world is monitored and restricted, but after all, considering the issue of face, what is Song Yubai doing at home? , without communicating with the outside world, it will not be closely watched, so whether it is Yao Yizhi or anyone else, including Zixin's brothers and sisters, they just made up a little excuse, even if he later It is also possible to teach the contents of the handbook to other trustworthy students after careful consideration, but each student is isolated from each other, so as not to cause trouble and involve a group of people.

Two full months passed quickly, the door of the study was finally opened, a figure walked out slowly, the window behind him was wide open, the last trace of burning paper was gone, the boy's hair was a little long, and he casually Pinned behind the ear, with a pair of big dark circles, the image looks quite decadent, but the spirit is very good. For a hacker, the value of the letter is not measurable by money. It also makes this person known by science The young man who grew up with irrigation, his whole temperament has undergone a huge transformation in a short period of time. His sharpness has calmed down and become deeper. The moment he stepped out of the door, his eyes were dark and sharp before he could get out of the state. The demeanor made the two people who were guarding outside the door slightly taken aback.

Zheng Xiu looked at the person in front of Fan without any trace, and supported him without asking anything, "Go to sleep for a while."

Zixin looked at him, and suddenly smiled relaxedly. He lost his voice after not speaking for two months, so he could only nod to the other party.Some expressions that would not appear on the faces of ordinary children faded away, as if they were hallucinations, and they returned to that cute little guy.

For two months, I had to memorize hard calculations day and night, and only slept three or four hours a day. This is easy to say, but in fact, few people can do what they say.After Zixin came out, she had a good night's sleep, and when she woke up, she was dragged by her father to stand on the weighing scale.

In the next few days, it was time to pack the luggage back to Beijing with Zheng Xiu at home, and at the same time, Ge Zheng suddenly came to the door.

"Do you still remember the remote control program you wrote in Borland Turbo Pascal?" Ge Zheng helped Zixin recall with gestures: "It was when Mr. Song accepted you as a student. I heard that it was written in middle school. of?……"

Someone thought for a while and nodded: "I remember, what's wrong?"

"I want to help you develop it," Ge Zheng said, "I think this program is very useful. If you develop it properly, it will have a great future. Whether you sell it to a software company or make it yourself, the prospects are very promising. As long as you click He's tall, leave the rest to me, then you will have shares in your hands, you can get money if you make money, and you won't lose money if you don't make money, how about it?"

"...is there such a good thing?"

"Of course, I'm your senior brother. Teacher Song knows about this, and he agrees with it!...By the way, did you give the program a name?"

"Well... the inspiration at the time came from a pigeon... I hoped that the program would fly through the gaps in the firewall like a pigeon, and come and go freely... Well, don't worry too much about that kind of thing, you can just name it yourself .”

"Pigeon..." Ge Zheng stroked his chin thoughtfully: "As expected of the author, it's really appropriate..."

Zixin smiled embarrassedly: "Then, wait for your news?"

"Well, I will contact you then and give you my new contact information."

"new?"

"I'm going out of town soon."

"Out of town? Brother, have you graduated from graduate school this year?"

"Yeah, the defense will be held soon, and the certificate will be available after the defense," Ge Zheng said, "Then I will go to Qingdao, Shandong."

"Shandong?"

"...Your future sister-in-law is there." 25's brother blushed rarely: "I followed over there to build a national information infrastructure, saying that it is to build a network that can carry information transmission, collection and distribution, sharing, and service-oriented. All in one, something similar to an information transfer port... Tsk, a big project... I don't know when I will be back."

Zi Xinguang felt very excited when he heard the content of the other party's words: "Brother, do it well!"

"Come on, too." Ge Jun smiled: "I won't come here to say goodbye to you later on, let's say goodbye here...Xiaoxin, keep in touch, if you need anything, I will try my best All I can do to help you."

After bidding farewell to all kinds of people, Zixin and Zheng Xiu split up after returning to the capital. The latter company had a backlog of affairs waiting for him to make decisions. Speaking of which, before arriving in Huaguo, Boss Zheng thought he He is just a chairman, so he can be a hands-off shopkeeper, but he never thought that he would sit on the small waist of the Huaguo agency with such a statue of a Buddha. How could Manager Louis dare to make up his own mind? I was almost beaten into the original shape - this kid didn't have the talent to manage the company at all, and the reason why he was able to sit on the chairman's position was purely speculation on the course of history, fishing in troubled waters, and forced buying and selling.

On the other hand, when Zixin arrived at the school, it happened that it was not the class time. He was happy to stroll around the campus leisurely. The weather in April had begun to warm up, the kapok was blooming, and it was raining softly. After a pause, he remembered that since he had a personal computer, he had never used a computer in public, and he didn’t even know much about the computer room of Beijing University. It was a great pity. Thinking of this, he left curiously go in.

The computer room of Beijing University is quite different from that of Quhai University. The environment is very good and there are many computers. Zixin can easily find a few vacancies at a glance.

He chose a corner to sit down, a college boy next to him glanced at him, moved his buttocks to the side, Zixin was in a good mood as soon as he touched the computer, hummed a tune and watched the machine start self-test, just wanted to casually Click to open a document to see, but the computer suddenly freezes and restarts.

"Huh?" As a hacker, he still has a keen sense of computer failures. Zixin immediately switched to the DOS interface and checked it carefully, which really led him to discover a virus called formatVirus.The structure of this virus is not very subtle, and even has obvious flaws. Obviously, the author is not sophisticated, but the advantage is that the idea is novel. The school firewall cannot scan the virus signature code, so it takes advantage of the loophole.

After finding the virus, it was undoubtedly killed. He pried open the virus shell, pondered for a while at the source code, and then started to write the code to eliminate it. , it was the boy with glasses sitting next to him, staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

Seeing his expression, Zixin almost knew what was going on. It is estimated that this guy made the virus.From time to time, someone in the computer room shouted angrily, "Why did it restart again?" Zixin raised an eyebrow at him, connected to the intranet in front of the other party, and ran the background on each poisoned computer in the computer room. program, killing the virus without the knowledge of the students using the computer.

The small glasses next to him watched his series of actions. At the beginning, there was an angry expression on his face, but later it turned into helplessness. The world of hackers is like this, winners and losers, not to mention that he spread viruses in the computer room. It's not something glorious, you can't pick people up and beat them up.Touching his nose, the little glasses continued what he was doing on the computer.

Zixin has not been online for a while. He connects to the Internet. As usual, he first checks the academic literature databases such as SCI and ISTP to update his knowledge. Introduced a virus card, boy, it can actively prevent viruses.