Especially the library is now open, the campus bank is operating, and numerous key experimental projects are undergoing online testing... One voice broke into their conversation. They turned to see none other than their opponent—Gao Liang, standing there, stunned. Gao Liang smiled at them and said, "You want to leave the school—why didn't you invite me? After all, our common adversary is that old stick-in-the-mud. If you can't manage him, let me take over!" "You—!" Zhao Yuanhang and the others were astonished. "Don't think you're the only ones wanting to leave this campus—I also want to be freed today!" Gao Liang patted Zhao Yuanhang on the shoulder. "Then hurry up!" Zhao Yuanhang glanced at his watch and said. "What's the hurry? This lock won't budge!" Fan Weizhe frowned, his face as serious as a bitter gourd, and remained puzzled for a long time. "So, you see, you can't do without me!" "Highlight beamed with confidence, looking utterly assured: 'Earlier, I went to the old stick-in-the-mud's office to submit my withdrawal application, only to be turned down. But I noticed he had a file-lock software called Hooyasoft installed on his computer—something I'm very familiar with. In fact, I have a dedicated unlocking program for it. Since the computer hardware and software he uses are all manufactured by our family-owned company, Linkuang Group, I'm quite well-versed in this system. This lock is therefore quite easy to open—see how I handle it!' Highlight said with great confidence. He took over the laptop, his fingers flying across the keyboard with smooth, confident command, leaving Zhao Yuanhang and the others in awe. Zhao Yuanhang watched intently, checking his watch—within less than three minutes, the insurance lock was effortlessly opened, and the files were deleted in seconds. "Preschool children! How about that?" Gao Huang gave a crisp clap with his right hand, clearly pleased. "Wow!" Zhao Yuanhang and the others exclaimed in surprise. Fan Weizhe patted Gao Huang on the shoulder and said, "You're absolutely amazing!" "This old stick-in-the-mud is going to have a fit!" Li Tianpei seemed to see the principal fuming. "We're going to free ourselves today!" Zhao Yuanhang said with pride. The four of them danced with excitement, and Fan Weizhe, being observant, noticed someone approaching quickly and said, "The principal is here!" Everyone became tense, and Gao Huang quickly tucked the laptop behind his back. "What are you all doing here?" The principal stopped beside them. "Us, us—" Zhao Yuanhang stammered, unable to put it into words. "If you have any issues, just come straight to my office!" As he spoke, the principal noticed Gao Liang standing awkwardly in front of him and asked, "What are you holding?" Gao hesitantly handed over his laptop. The principal glanced at it and smiled. "Who did this?" "Me! I did it!" Gao spoke with confidence. In fact, he was eager for the principal to fire him today, so he cleared his throat and said, "They originally planned to use the simplest, most straightforward method—cutting off the external power supply to the main server. I pointed to the room housing the server. "But, in my opinion, that method was rather foolish. So I stepped in and helped them. As for exactly how—I can't disclose that!" "Absolutely incomprehensible!" the principal exclaimed, clearly annoyed. Left Tianpei and Fan Weizhe chuckled quietly by the side. Zhao Yuanhang grew impatient and turned to the principal, saying, "Old—no, Principal—have you sent out your email?" He then gave a mysterious smile. "Oh?" the principal looked surprised, saying, "I didn't expect all of you to come directly to me. I knew you wanted me to dismiss each of you. Very well! Come with me to my office—we'll have a proper talk. If things go well, I might just dismiss you all!" Upon hearing this, the four felt a wave of optimism and followed the principal to his office. Unexpectedly, once the door was closed behind them, the principal burst into a rage, standing in front of the four, who stood in a straight line. With a strained voice, he scolded them, "I knew from the start that none of you had good intentions..." He then pointed at Gao Liang, who remained indifferent, saying, "You truly intend to go along with the crowd and follow the trend!" He then turned to Zhao Yuanhang, saying, "Don't pretend to be cool—your coolness is nothing compared to mine!" Then looking at Fan Weizhe, pointing at him with his finger, he said, "You're not a tech whiz? I'll join you! Let's see who wins!" Finally, turning to the gloomy Li Tianpei, he added, "Don't be so sad—think about what you'll do next!" "Old man, I mean, Principal—didn't you just promise to have a proper talk with us, to let us go?" Zhao Yuanhang said as he spoke. "Oh? That's easy! Come, take a look at my email—I've already sent it out!" The principal pretended to be inviting, and Zhao and his colleagues brightened up. But upon closer inspection, they were stunned—because the principal opened a Lianchuang brand laptop at another desk, pointing to the clear green characters on the screen reading "Email Sent Successfully" and said, "If you want to defeat me, it won't be easy. I've faced students who are ten times better than you!" All four were speechless. Among them, Gao Liang said with growing frustration, "Principal, I never thought you'd be so strategic. You really outshine us—using two computers!" "This is the principle of 'never hesitate to deceive in warfare'—you've always wanted me to dismiss you, haven't you? Now, I'm telling you seriously: NO, NO, NO! First, you are my students, and I will never abandon any one of them. My record clearly states that I have never dismissed a single student. I don't want my lifelong reputation ruined by just a few of you! Second, your parents are major shareholders of our school and have made special contributions to its development. On their behalf, I will certainly take care of you all!" Pausing, clearing her throat, she added, "If you're not satisfied, you can challenge me directly. But if you lack the ability, then simply stay here at the school. Remember—by the end of thirty minutes, the main hall of the school library must be spotless!" The principal spoke with growing urgency, then stormed out of the room. The four students stood there, stunned. "By heaven! That old stick-in-the-mud is truly formidable!" The four voices echoed throughout the office building. In the main hall of the school library's ground floor, the four students were dragging floor mats back and forth, while many students borrowing books watched them from the side. Guo Xiguan had bought drinks and handed one to each of them, also wiping their foreheads with a towel. Gao Ruolan and Xia Le Tao, carrying books they had borrowed, passed by just then. "It seems their expulsion plan hasn't worked out!" Xia Le Tao shook her head, watching the four struggle to hold and use the floor mats, dragging them haphazardly. "Is there anyone at the school who's even better than them?" Gao Ruolan asked Xia Le Tao. "The principal! Definitely!" Xia Le Tao was certain. "Le Tao, I just can't understand—how come they're so determined to leave, when there are so many people eager to join them? They're truly living in comfort without realizing it!" Gao Ruolan expressed her sentiments. Unexpectedly, Gao Liang, who was mopping the floor beside them, overheard and said, "What are you talking about, 'Mop Star'?" "The unlucky one!" "You've made it this far—well, you deserve it!" Gao Ruolan said, only to be pulled by Xia Le Tao. "I like it! What do you mean, you've got the right to interfere?" Gao Liang retorted. To the side, Zuo Tianpei said, "Let's not fuss—today's been tiring enough. Save your strength." He sat down heavily on the floor, breathing heavily. All four set down their tasks and began to chat. "That old stick-in-the-mud is really impressive! It looks like we're going to need a long-term strategy," Zhao Yuanhang said, gripping his fists. "Hey! Gao, I'm really beginning to admire you—not only are you a great driver, but you're also a tech whiz. Your performance today was absolutely cool!" Fan Weizhe said to Gao Liang. "Of course! I've got so many hobbies! If you're not satisfied, come back and challenge me again!" Gao Liang said with confidence and authority. "But our opponent is that old stick-in-the-mud!" Zhao Yuanhang interjected. "Then it's settled," Zuo Tianpei said. "We pledge our hands to "Having said that, she smiled at Gao Huang and asked, "Would you be willing to join our united front?"