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Humming the song, Lin Mu returned home, turned off his computer and replaced the optical drive. After changing it, Lin Mu looked at the already a bit of dust in the host, and took some time to clean it up slightly. Whether it was beautiful (the host seemed to have nothing to say about), it was good to be afraid that dust would affect the heat dissipation effect, cleaning up the dust in the chassis was always beneficial and harmless.

After cleaning up, Lin Mu covered the chassis and then started the system. The system boot time was a bit long, but it was a big deal compared to the boot time of some servers for more than half an hour.

As soon as he entered the system, Lin Mu immediately called out the little panda: "Little panda, get up, I'll look for you if you have something to do." As soon as he finished speaking, a lively and cute little panda immediately popped up on the table.

"Master, what's the matter with you looking for a little panda?"

Lin Mu quickly asked it: "Little Panda, I asked you last time if there is a way to encrypt this Great Wall system CD. Do you think it is correct?"

"Yes, but your optical drive was not a burning optical drive at that time. Now the little panda has detected it. Do you want to encrypt it by your master?"

Lin Mu nodded, "Of course, you wait a moment." After that, Lin Mu quickly took out the CD in the box from the drawer he locked. Then he gently put it into the optical drive and waited for the next move of the little panda. In just a moment, Lin Mu heard the recording optical drive suddenly turn wildly.

"Little Panda, hasn't this CD been formed? Why do you have any way to encrypt it?" Lin Mu told the little Panda his question. He knew that usually the CD is encrypted before it is burned, and some are recoded or shelled during the burning process. I have never heard of the encrypted CDs being encrypted.

"It's OK. The little panda detected that the disc still had 1gb of space left in the outer ring, and it also supports burning again, so the little panda can encrypt it. What kind of encryption method do you want to choose?"

"So that's it, it's the encryption method. Let me think about it." Lin Mu looked up at the ceiling, "The main thing about encrypting this CD is to make people not know what it is for. Even if someone gets it, they don't know that it is a system disk." It's a bit different from other system CDs. There is only one file in this CD, the name is: install the Great Wall Semi-intelligent System, and there is no extension, but double-clicking it can run directly.

"Okay, that's it." Lin Mu called out the Little Panda and asked it to hide the installation file of the Great Wall Semi-intelligent System, and then burn some commonly used software in order to confuse the audience. As for the future, if you want to install the Great Wall system, you must start it with this CD, and then enter different passwords twice when reading the CD data, so that you can enter the installation interface after it is completely correct. Moreover, there will be no asterisks during the password input process, so that people will not know so easily. This is the place to enter the password.

After doing all this, Lin Mu tried it out. Under the operating system, only those software that Lin Mu put in was seen in the CD, and the installation files of the Great Wall semi-intelligent system were hidden. Then Lin Mu restarted the computer, set the optical drive to boot in Bios, and in just a while, he arrived at the place where the CD was read.

Seeing the words "Reading CD" appearing on the lower left, Lin Mu then entered the two super long passwords he set, and then entered the system installation interface. "Ok, the encryption is completed." Now Lin Mu doesn't have to worry about the problem of this CD for the time being. He carefully put it into a CD box and locked it in the drawer. It's a bit late to finish all this, and class will be held tomorrow, so Lin Mu will go to rest first.

The next day, Lin Mu went to class as usual. In class, Lin Mu was surprised that Chen Bin didn't know what to write throughout the class. His focused expression and lewd posture once made Lin Mu think that he was writing pornographic novels. After class, Chen Bin was still continuing. Lin Mu walked to his desk and put his head over: "What are you writing? So engrossed? Huh... who are you drawing?"

It turned out that this kid Chen Bin was not writing something, but was painting. "Hehe, I finally finished drawing. Show Minxiu's paintings, she will definitely love me to death." Chen Bin carefully inserted the picture sketched in a pencil into the book, and asked Lin Mu at the same time: "Amu, how about it, how is my painting skills?"

"............" Lin Mu looked at Chen Bin speechlessly. If it weren't for Chen Bin's words, Lin Mu wouldn't recognize who would have been Zhang Minxiu. Besides, Chen Bin's painting skills are really bad. He painted a beautiful girl... "Forget it, I'd better stop talking about your three-legged cat's painting skills. It would be too much to say it."

"What? Am I not drawing well? You can see it clearly. This is a masterpiece I have taken a lesson to draw."

"Well, my masterpiece?................................... I'll draw one for you." Lin Mu picked up a clean drawing paper on Chen Bin's table, returned to his seat, pulled out a pen, looked up and imagined Zhang Minxiu in his mind, and then began to draw on the paper.

Pen drawing is a type of sketching. It expresses objects through changes in monochromatic lines and black and white tones composed of lightness, heavyness, sparseness and density of lines. Its characteristics are that the brush is decisive and affirmative, the lines are strong and smooth, the black and white tones are contrasted strongly, and the picture effect is tight and compact. The things drawn can be portrayed in detail, and the art can be highly summarized, and has strong shaping ability.

Lin Mu has a good talent in painting since he was a child. I still remember that when he was in art class, the pencil drawings that Lin Mu often received praise from his teachers. At that time, painting was one of his interests. When he was tired of playing every day, he would draw everywhere with his pencil, from the surrounding scenery to the small animals he saw. Later, Lin Mu tried to draw characters with a pencil, but he was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but his painting level was greatly improved.

Chen Bin stared blankly at Lin Mu's smooth painting techniques, light or heavy lines constantly scratching out of his hands, and the most collection was on the white paper. Not long after, a vague outline of the portrait reflected on the paper. Lin Mu held the pen with concentration, his focused expression and meticulous movements were completely different from Lin Mu's usual performance.

"Amu, you are so handsome now," Chen Bin said in admiration, but Lin Mu seemed to have not heard it, and still waved the pen in his hand intently. It was time for class. Chen Bin looked at the figure that was gradually appearing on the paper, and then reluctantly returned to his seat.

"Swish...swish...swish..." The friction between the pen tip and the paper made a subtle sound. Lin Mu carefully recalled Zhang Minxiu in his impression, and flexibly waved his wrists on the paper to draw a blurry image in his mind. It was not until the teacher had entered the classroom and announced that class was about to begin, Lin Mu stopped his movements.

The originally white paper had a slightly clear face of a girl. Although Lin Mu had not fully drawn it, he could already see Zhang Minxiu's flexible face. Put the paper away first, and Lin Mu quietly listened to the teacher's explanation on the stage. It was not until the teacher roughly finished the content of this section and announced the rest of the time to study for self-study.

More than ten minutes later, a clear sketch was completed in Lin Mu's hands. With a delicate face and a faint smile, Zhang Minxiu, who was active on the paper, had a different temperament from reality. The images painted by Lin Mu were at least seventy-seventh-slightly similar to himself.

He shook his head, "I haven't painted for a long time, and my level has dropped a lot, and I'm not used to using this pen." Lin Mu only felt that it was careless and was okay with this painting. Little did he know that if the students of the art department knew what he thought, they would probably be ashamed to hit the tofu.

He picked up the sketch and Lin Mu looked at the back of the seat. He saw Chen Bin looking at himself with a "seeing eyes" and oh no, he was looking at the sketch in Lin Mu's hand. "I want it? I won't give it to you~~" Lin Mu deliberately pointed the sketch at Chen Bin, letting the boy see it clearly, and then said while waving the sketch.

"Oh, I'm dizzy. I'll take back what I said just now." Chen Bin patted his forehead with his face. Lin Mu, who was focused when he was painting just now, and Lin Mu, who was now very ungrateful, were completely two. Seeing Lin Mu constantly waving his sweetheart's sketch, Chen Bin finally couldn't help but shoot a "resentful" look at him.

Lin Mu finally retreated because of Chen Bin's gaze, "Okay, okay, don't look at me with such a look. I'll give you the painting?" After that, he handed the sketch to the man sitting behind him and asked him to help pass it to Chen Bin.

"Wow, this is what you painted? Lin Mu, did you come out of the art department?" The man who received the sketching painting kept waving between the sketching painting and Lin Mu, and he couldn't believe that such a realistic image was drawn by him.

"Damn, no matter if I painted it or not, you can pass the painting over first. Haven't you noticed that a murderous gaze was falling behind you?"

"What?" The man turned his head and found that Chen Bin was looking at the drawing paper that was a little wrinkled by him with a "suffering" look. The man hurriedly passed the sketch over with embarrassment. Chen Bin, who received the painting, quickly smoothed the wrinkles on the paper with his hand, and then began to appreciate it well.

"I......................... I drew more than Min Xiu, whom Amu painted, I drew it just like..." Chen Bin understood now. Lin Mu said that his painting skills were the reason for the three-legged cat painting skills. He sighed and Chen Bin carefully inserted the sketch into the book. He would give Min Xiu a surprise later.
Chapter completed!