You choose a male best friend, why are you crying after I let you go?

Just this sentence seemed to have consumed a lot of Song Yihan's strength.

Gu Zhe was stunned for a moment: "Looking for me?"

Then he remembered that last time in the classroom, Song Yihan's so-called "giving him a chance" was just to let him take her and Duan Mingdong to work on projects and win awards.

Gu Zhe's face suddenly became colder.

"Song Yihan, I have told you as clearly as I can. It's over between us."

Gu Zhe raised the file in his hand.

"Also, I'm very busy recently. Don't bother me anymore, okay?"

Gu Zhe's "busy" suddenly had a different meaning in Song Yihan's mind.

Sure enough, Gu Zhe had run into something recently.

"Gu Zhe, don't be like this."

Song Yihan put her hand on her chest, looking heartbroken.

"I feel bad for you like this."

If it were in the past, seeing Song Yihan like this, Gu Zhe would probably try to make her happy in various ways without saying a word.

But now, when Gu Zhe saw Song Yihan's tearful look, he felt that it was all pretentious.

"Song Yihan, if you really care about me, can you please stay away from me?"

"I don't want to see you anymore now or in the future."

"Gu Zhe, you..."

Looking at Gu Zhe's cold eyes, Song Yihan felt that his eyes seemed to have turned into sharp blades, piercing her heart.

Duan Mingdong, who had been standing outside the door, saw that Gu Zhe could no longer talk, so he rushed in directly from outside the door.

"Gu Zhe, to tell you the truth, now, only we can help you!"

Gu Zhe looked at Duan Mingdong as if he was a lunatic: "I was wondering why I only saw the master today and didn't see the servant."

"So, you were hiding behind the door."

"How could I not know that I still need your help?"

"Didn't you live like a parasite on the nutrients of me and Song Yihan in the past year?"

Duan Mingdong's face changed.

He knew that some things were indisputable facts.

However, when he heard these things with his own ears, he still couldn't control his emotions.

Duan Mingdong clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands throbbed.

"Gu, don't be so proud."

"You should know how big your current situation has become."

"If no one in the college has any influence to speak for you, you can just wait to be punished!"

Gu Zhe looked puzzled: "I'm punished? Punished for what?"

Duan Mingdong sneered and crossed his arms: "Still pretending here. Who do you think you are? The students didn't even go to class. This matter is so big, and the teacher can't stand you. Do you think everyone doesn't know?"

"I tell you, this matter has a very bad impact! If no one helps, don't expect to get a lighter sentence!"

Gu Zhe glanced at Song Yihan next to him, who was worried and heartbroken in his eyes, and probably guessed what the two people were thinking.

In other words, they thought they were interviewed by the college.

However, according to his understanding of the character of these two people, they would never take the initiative to help him.

Unless there is something that needs to be done by himself.

Gu Zhe was really curious.

"Tell me, how can you help me."

Duan Mingdong pulled out a chair and sat down on the main seat where Li Wei had just sat.

"As for your case, after all, it depends on the college to determine its nature, which can be big or small. As long as someone is willing to plead for you and talk, there is still room for mediation..."

Duan Mingdong probably told Gu Zhe about the selection of the program, and also explained that Ge Hong attached great importance to the ByteDance mini program.

"How about it? Now, the opportunity is in front of you."

"Whether you can grasp it depends on you."

Duan Mingdong crossed his arms and looked down on him.

At this point, based on his understanding of Duan Mingdong in two lives, he basically knew what Duan Mingdong wanted to do.

Duan Mingdong thought that Gu Zhe was under great pressure now, so he told Gu Zhe about this so-called "channel".

It was nothing more than trying to take advantage of Gu Zhe's desperate mentality and trick Gu Zhe into doing things for him.

As for whether it would actually help Gu Zhe's "business"?

That was never a question Duan Mingdong cared about.

He only cared about himself.

Gu Zhe glanced at the clock hanging behind Duan Mingdong, calculated the time in his mind, and suddenly turned his head to Song Yihan next to him.

"Tell me the truth. Did you not mention me to Ge Hong at the beginning? Only recently did you find that you couldn't handle the program, so you took the initiative to come to me., right?"

Gu Zhe's sharp eyes pierced Song Yihan's heart.

"Gu Zhe, I..."

Song Yihan has never been a mentally strong person.

The reason why she could manipulate Gu Zhe in her previous life was because of Gu Zhe's liking and preference for her.

Now that all these things have disappeared, she and Gu Zhe in two lives are not at the same level at all.

Song Yihan's reaction has already explained the answer.

Gu Zhe sneered.

"Sometimes, I am really curious about how thick your skin is."

"Are you here to help me?"

"It's obvious that you are asking me to do things for you, right?"

"You are both a hypocrite and afraid of losing face. Why don't you learn programming yourself if you spend so much time on it? "

Duan Mingdong thought his plan was "flawless", but it was so easily exposed in front of Gu Zhe.

"No, Mr. Gu, do you think that you are great just because you can write two programs and a few algorithms?"

Duan Mingdong was furious.

In fact, he has always known in his heart that he is not as good as Gu Zhe in every way.

In fact, he may not even be qualified to be compared with him.

However, he is unwilling to admit such a bloody fact, let alone face it.

This is also the reason why Duan Mingdong is unwilling to ask Gu Zhe for help even if he is beaten to death.

If he really lowers his posture, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting that he is not as good as Gu Zhe?

"Students in the School of Computer Science are not proud of writing good code and excellent algorithms, then what are they proud of? "

An old scholar with gray hair was about to push the door when he heard what Duan Mingdong had just said.

He immediately became angry.

He had just defined Gu Zhe as a genius and his best student. How come someone came out to slander him in the blink of an eye?

Song Yihan glanced at the person who came, and his little face suddenly became paler than paper.

"You...you are..."

Li Wei really thought that the two students didn't know him, and asked seriously: "I am the dean of the School of Computer Science. Which school are you from?"

"I must have a good talk with your dean!"