Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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That night, Le Zhengming reluctantly sent Curly Hair back to the suite next door.
After saying goodbye, he took out his mobile phone and thought carefully before sending a text message full of uncertainty and anxiety: [What is our relationship now?]
Although they had told each other that they liked each other, it seemed that they had not yet discussed more profound issues, such as what to do in the future and how long their relationship would last. Although Xiao Curly was in his thirties, his character was still as childish as a child. There was no distinction between good and evil in his heart and he only acted according to his own preferences. He was changeable and elusive, like the clouds in the sky, changing their shape from moment to moment.
In other words, he was both good and evil, not bound by law and morality, and only followed a set of rules set by himself. When getting along with him, everyone must follow his rules, otherwise he would fall out with you in minutes.
It was hard to imagine that after only knowing each other for half a month, Le Zhengming had such a deep understanding of Curly Hair, as if the two of them had known each other for a lifetime. However, it was precisely based on this understanding that Le Zhengming’s heart suddenly went up and down.
There was no reply for a long time, which was very unusual for a hacker who never left his phone.
Probably because he didn’t want to answer such boring questions. He was too impatient. Thinking like this, Le Zhengming turned off the screen of his mobile phone and sighed helplessly while looking out the window. He covered his face and his whole body and mind were immersed in those incredibly sweet kisses before, but the hidden worry, uneasiness and restlessness in his heart could not be erased at all.
For the first time, he experienced the feeling of worrying about gains and losses and felt restless.
At this moment, the mobile phone placed aside vibrated.
Le Zhengming immediately put down the hand covering his face, grabbed his phone and read the text message – [You are my lover, what’s the problem?]
Lover? Le Zhengming chewed these two sweet words over and over again, and his stern face unconsciously revealed a gentle smile. He eagerly and awkwardly replied to the text message: [No problem, you are my lover too.]
The sentence “I love you” was edited and deleted repeatedly by him, but he finally did not dare to send it out.
He tried to tell himself to be slower, gentler, and cautious, so as not to scare away the little curly hair, and then he fell asleep with joy.
….
Before the election was successful, this feeling that was not understood by the vast majority of people naturally had to be hidden.
Zhuang Li and Le Zhengming began an underground love affair. When attending meetings, they would look at each other and smile with the corners of their lips raised, and a touch of sweetness would pass through this small understanding; they would secretly stand together while riding in the elevator, close to each other’s shoulders, feel the body temperature of each other, and the fatigue of the whole day would disappear because of this short dependence; or be bolder and hold hands in a deserted corner and steal a kiss, just this could make both parties’ moods float in the air.
On this day, Zhuang Li, who was finally awarded the military rank, went to the military headquarters to go through the entry procedures under the leadership of Le Zhengming.
The two stood in the elevator one behind the other, surrounded by several bodyguards and lieutenants.
Zhuang Li stretched out 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 naughty fingertips. Before leaving the elevator, the two held hands without anyone noticing.
The elevator door opened, and a young and handsome officer stood upright outside. Judging from the epaulettes, he was still a general. A general in his thirties, Zhuang Li had only met one Le Zhengming so far. He climbed up based on his military exploits, so what did this man rely on?
“This is Jiang Yi, the grandson of former President Jiang Youwei.” An adjutant introduced briefly in Zhuang Li’s ear.
Zhuang Li, who had also done some research on the military department, quickly understood that this person was Le Zhengming’s biggest opponent in the military department, and he was also another presidential candidate originally selected by the reformists. It was also just that in the early polls, since Jiang Yi had no military merit and was a third-generation official and he climbed to a high position through the shadow of his ancestors, his image was thus not very positive, so he received far fewer votes than Le Zhengming.
In the end, the reformists elected Le Zhengming, while Jiang Yi could only continue to stay in the logistics department. He and Le Zhengming were similar in age. If Le Zhengming was elected president, he would have no way to get ahead. After Le Zhengming retired, he would have turned older, and his grandfather, who had been positioned as a high-ranking candidate, would also have died. He would then have no advantage compared with the newer candidates who were younger and more powerful.
So he would spare no effort to hold back Le Zhengming.
This was the enemy. With this in mind, Zhuang Li curled his lips slightly and fixed his eyes on Jiang Yi.
At this moment, Jiang Yi turned aside and gave up the position closest to the elevator door. Another tall man came forward, gently put his hand on his shoulder, and talked and laughed with him, as if he was an old friend he had known for many years. But this man clearly had a very familiar face. Who else could it be if he wasn’t Zhu Jianrui?
He was only fourteen years old but had grown to 1.8 meters and had a very strong physique. At first glance, he looked like an adult. But his eyebrows were still green, and no beard had grown on his lower jaw. His lips parted in a smile, revealing two tiger teeth, making him look even more childish.
He was wearing a straight military uniform, and judging from the epaulettes, he was actually a captain.
From criminal to captain, Zhu Jianrui’s speed of moving across levels was truly rare in the world.
7480, who had been pretending to be dead for many days, couldn’t contain his surprise and shouted “Wow”.
Zhuang Li, however, just looked at the other party playfully, with a cold and unpredictable light in his eyes.
Zhu Jianrui also looked over, his smile stiffened for a moment, and then he raised his hands in salute: “General Le Zhengming.”
Le Zhengming didn’t even give him even a look out of the corner of his eye and walked straight forward.
Zhuang Li turned his head to look at the young man, his lips curling up with unclear meaning.
Zhu Jianrui had to look back under his gaze to avoid losing his momentum. After running for a few steps, he shouted restrainedly: “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 and stared at the man’s slender back for a long time. He didn’t know why, but four words suddenly popped into his mind – life-long enemy.
Zhuang Li was his biggest enemy and the only enemy who was stronger than him in ability. He must try his best to get rid of him!
….
After two weeks of preparation, Le Zhengming and Gong Xuanqi’s first live speech arrived. The two of them would each have a live broadcast channel and would not stand in the same venue to debate. That was a link that was only set up during the later general elections.
Nowadays, the two of them were trying to gain popularity for themselves and publish some governance ideas on the campaign channel from time to time. Although they were competing, they were far from fighting each other.
For their first live speech, their teams attached great importance to it, advertising it a few days in advance and announcing the time to the public.
Le Zhengming set the time at 8 p.m., and Gong Xuanqi also held his speech and set the time at 8 p.m. According to past tradition, the two candidates should have staggered their speeches instead of confronting each other so directly. After all, China was a reserved nation.
“Gong Xuanqi has become radical.” An hour before the live broadcast started, a staff member sat in the studio and shook his head and sighed.
Le Zhengming recited a manuscript and took the time to respond: “His policy towards the United States is too weak and he is trying to seek peace with the United States in the trade war. Peace is not impossible, but he has given away too many national interests. If he continues like this, his opinion polls will seriously decline, so he must show his tough side. Going head-to-head with me is just the beginning. I estimate that his speech later will involve the United States and he will change his previous strategy and become tougher on the United States.”
“His toughness is just superficial, just to deceive people’s votes.” the staff sneered.
The two of them were guessing the content of Gong Xuanqi’s speech and revising their speech draft accordingly.
Zhuang Li sat in the director’s room while controlling a series of live broadcast equipment in an orderly manner. A timer was hung in the most eye-catching place, counting down each minute and each second, clearly reminding everyone of the passage of time.
As a presidential candidate, punctuality was a quality that must be possessed and was also the most basic quality. If the leader of a country could not even control his own time, how could he control a country? Therefore, this live broadcast could neither be preponed even one minute, nor could it be delayed one second.
Zhuang Li looked up at the timer while debugging the equipment. There were still thirty-three minutes left before the live broadcast. Everything was normal.
Feeling his peace and relaxation, 7480 smiled secretly. The host was being proud too early. Zhu Jianrui was a master hacker and had a close relationship with Jiang Yi. It was impossible for the tracking chip implanted in the back of his neck to function as a monitor.
In other words, Zhu Jianrui still had a way to access the computer and prevent Le Zhengming’s live speech.
You know, this was how the original plot was arranged. Le Zhengming had a car accident on the way to the studio and had to postpone the live broadcast by a few hours. The people had waited for him for a long time in vain and were filled with disappointment, but this was just the beginning. In the following campaign, Le Zhengming fought and lost again and again, and was eventually abandoned by the people who supported him.
He was the presidential candidate with the lowest support rate in Chinese history and the only candidate to be imprisoned. It could be said that he made history in a way.
7480 recalled the original plot happily, eagerly waiting for Zhu Jianrui’s counterattack.
And in the next second, everything it expected happened.
Zhuang Li raised his head and asked the staff around him: “I can’t log in to the live broadcast room. Is it normal over there?”
“I can’t log in either!”
“Me too!”
“I was kicked out as soon as I logged in!”
The staff raised their hands with horrified expressions.
There were only thirty-two minutes left before the live broadcast, but the live broadcast website had such a big failure. More than one billion people in China were waiting for the next speech on the Internet or in front of the TV. They absolutely did not want to see the candidate they support make such mistakes, otherwise it would destroy their trust.
For a moment, a layer of cold sweat broke out on everyone’s forehead.
Only Zhuang Li said calmly: “It’s a DDoS attack.”
When everyone heard this, their hearts became even colder.
DDoS attacks also had a popular name – data tsunami.
As the name suggested, hackers who launched DDoS attacks would use data flows generated by as many as 100,000 or even millions of smart devices around the world to launch an attack on a website server. With so many smart devices controlled by… combined, the traffic generated was as high as 1.2 terabits per second. One terabit was equal to 1 million megabits, and the average local connection traffic was only 10 megabits per second.
You could see the huge difference.
One million megabits of data flow were rushing towards a server that could only accommodate 10 megabits. You could imagine the scene – the website would crash in an instant, and all its original data would be washed away by this tsunami.
The way to resolve this attack was to track every smart device controlled by hackers and shut them down in the shortest possible time to stop the collection of data flows. But if you do that, the workload was reach an extremely huge and terrifying level!
A quicker way was to find the hacker’s computer behind all this and destroy it, thereby destroying the data flow. But this computer was hidden among hundreds of thousands or even millions of smart devices. Finding it was like finding a needle in a haystack!
Doing it in half an hour? That was completely impossible!
All the staff raised their heads and looked at the time board with only thirty-two minutes left, showing expressions of despair.
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