My Two Childhood Friends Helped a Fake Sweetheart Frame Me for Plagiarism, So I Wrote 58 Viruses to Send Them

After my billionaire father found me, I chose to withdraw from the cybersecurity competition. Gu Susu, the foreign languages department’s campus beauty, slapped me across the face. “You poor student, what right do you have to withdraw from the competition? If you dare quit, I’ll get you expelled!” In my previous life, the code Gu Susu submitted to the cybersecurity competition was exactly the same as mine. I asked my two childhood friends to testify for me. But they stayed silent. In the end, they told the judges they hoped I could be given another chance because I was poor. That turned me into a plagiarizing dog everyone cursed, and the entire industry blacklisted me before I even graduated. The endless abuse from netizens and my life of poverty drove me to despair. One day, unable to bear the pressure any longer, I slit my wrists alone in a basement measuring less than thirty square meters. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back at university, one week before submitting my cybersecurity program.