Duan Mingdong was right about one thing.

Ge Hong did have a lot of say in the college.

This naturally included the important matter of applying for a patent.

Chen Guangxue had just called Ge Hong, who had more contact with the outside world, to come over and ask her to give Gu Zhe some suggestions on registering a company.

As a result, he heard his name as soon as he came.

Li Wei looked at Ge Hong: "Little Ge, did you arrange for Gu Zhe to finish the program as soon as possible?"

Ge Hong was stunned.

"Who did you arrange? Which classmate has a fracture?"

Several pairs of eyes in the room, except Song Yihan, turned to Duan Mingdong.

The latter's legs softened and he collapsed to the ground again.

This time, even though Song Yihan tried hard to help him, he still couldn't help Duan Mingdong up from the ground.

That afternoon, the Student Union of the School of Computer Science issued an earthquake-level change.

Duan Mingdong, the deputy director, and Song Yihan, the director, who had been thriving in the Propaganda Department during this period, were directly dismissed.

The entire student union of the college was held accountable and rectified for its deceitful and corrupt style.

The root cause of all this was actually Duan Mingdong's fake but incapable behavior.

In this era of high-speed information transmission, such things can't be concealed at all.

As the saying goes, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it. Duan Mingdong's mean behavior and his usual behavior in the student union were all exposed.

Especially Duan Mingdong's explosive speech that belittled programmers made him a public enemy of the School of Computer Science.

For a while, Duan Mingdong, who had a bad reputation, became a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to beat him.

Song Yihan was much less affected than Duan Mingdong for various reasons, but now she dared not have any open contact with Duan Mingdong.

Duan Mingdong now sits alone in the last row of the class with a scruffy beard and a trance every day. Over time, if he does not take the initiative to hand in his homework, even the study committee member will not go to the back of the classroom to collect his homework.

Sometimes, at the end of the classroom, Duan Mingdong, who seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, always feels inexplicably dazed when he looks at Gu Zhe, who is surrounded by people like a star.

It was Gu Zhe who took away everything from him.

However, from beginning to end, Gu Zhe has never taken the initiative to do anything to hurt Duan Mingdong and Song Yihan.

It is Duan Mingdong's own fault to get to where he is today.

In the end, he will suffer the consequences of his intention to harm others.

And Duan Mingdong's matter is just a small episode in the college after all.

Gu Zhe's patent application work has officially started, and Li Wei has personally added it to the annual work plan of the entire college.

Although according to Gu Zhe's intention, the patent will most likely be registered under the name of Gu Zhe's own company in the future.

Even so, Li Wei still insisted that the college give the greatest support and give the green light all the way.

Gu Zhe is also a wise man.

Even if the college's slogan is "Everything for students, everything for students."

But as a student, if you don't contribute to the collective at all, then you have a problem with your thinking.

In the case that it will not have a big impact on yourself, helping the college to do something within your ability and "giving back" appropriately will form a benign closed loop.

The world of adults is all about human relationships.

Therefore, after Duan Mingdong and Song Yihan, the two idiot leaders, were taken down, Gu Zhe also took the initiative to volunteer to help Ge Hong when she was criticized by Li Wei, indicating that he was willing to take the initiative to undertake the task of this program.

After repeatedly confirming with Gu Zhe that it would not delay the "big thing" of applying for a patent, Li Wei naturally had no reason to reject Gu Zhe's application.

After Kong Zheng went through all the procedures, Chen Guangxue also asked Gu Zhe jokingly.

"Hey, kid, I know you have the ability to write code, but I don't believe you can handle this choreography alone!"

Gu Zhe looked confident.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on!"

"If you can't handle it yourself, just ask someone to do it."

...

The auditorium of Jiangzhou University was decorated with lights and the logo of the School of Computer Science was everywhere.

During the rehearsal of the evening party of the "Zhongxing" enterprise, Gu Zhe, as a technical consultant, sat at the main control console, holding a walkie-talkie and commanding the work on the scene in an orderly manner, and he was so high-spirited.

"Little Zhe, you are quite presentable!"

"I always felt that you lacked artistic cells, but I didn't expect that you have this side!"

Wearing a black dress, showing an intellectual styleLin Nuoer came to the console with a cup of milk tea and smiled to talk to Gu Zhe.

The contrast between black and white has always been the most direct and exciting.

What?

You said that Lin Nuoer was only black and not white?

Those two long legs that were so white that they glowed and kept crossing each other, aren't they white enough?

What else is more eye-catching than these long legs?

Gu Zhe didn't mind the teasing that he had heard since he was a child, and smiled back.

"I didn't expect that our school's queen flower had such an intellectual side."

Yes.

The "foreign aid" that Gu Zhe had mentioned to Chen Guangxue before was none other than Lin Nuoer.

If he hadn't seen Lin Nuoer's performance at the middle school party before, Gu Zhe would never have believed that she could dance.

Gu Zhe knew that Lin Nuoer was good at Taekwondo.

Because she has been practicing Taekwondo since she was a child, she would show off some of her moves from time to time.

But in this dance, apart from Lin Nuo'er's perfect golden ratio body, Gu Zhe could not see that Lin Nuo'er had this skill.

Lin Nuo'er stroked her hair in a chic manner. In addition to her intellectual charm, she also had some confidence and chic that belonged to her.

Lin Nuo'er winked at Gu Zhe playfully: "Hey, little Zhe, give me some face. Many sisters treat me as a goddess, so don't destroy my perfect image in their hearts!"

Because she was going to go on stage today, Lin Nuo'er deliberately put on light makeup.

Her little face, which was usually not made up, was obviously more delicate and charming today.

The long eyelashes flickered, which made Gu Zhe a little distracted.

The most important thing for two people to get along happily is to understand each other and be willing to give each other a way out.

They are all harmless jokes, why bother to argue about who is right or wrong.

"I know, you, the campus beauty of Lin University, are already giving me face by coming here to lead the dance for me."

"Hmph, that's a good thing to say."

"I told you, Xiao Zhezi."

"I actually... don't like dancing very much."

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