"..."
As everyone was chatting back and forth, Geng Lele, who was sneakily taking a break to browse the group chat, was stunned by the messages:
"Are you guys trying to rush Brother Qiang to jump off a building?"
"Geng—Lele—are you actually looking forward to me jumping off a building?"
"No, no, no! If you jump, who's going to do your programming for you in the future? Didn't the program I remotely helped you write last time work without any errors? You're welcome; I always enjoy helping others!"
Li Qiang: ???
"So, you were the one who wrote that bug-ridden program last time? When did you connect to my computer? I didn't turn on remote access."
"Ahem, that's not important. I was still practicing back then, but I've gotten much better now."
Geng Lele dropped an "I'm outta here!" emoji and scrammed, not daring to pop up in the group chat again.
Brother Qiang: "..."
He had originally come to the group chat seeking comfort, but now he felt even more depressed.
