C Language Cultivation

Wang Safety: "?"

Wang Jianjing: "Why are you still talking?"

"I have no chatter," Lin Xun said, "I have a myocardial infarction."

Wang Safety: "Do you read me?"

Lin Xun lowered his head and took a few deep breaths: "I..."

He "me" for a while, and there was no reason for me to come out.

"Dongjun came out to explain," he looked at the Weibo, and then looked at Wang Jianjing, as if seeking approval: "So did the matter pass?"

Wang Jingan gave him a deep look, and Lin Xun felt hairy in his heart.

I saw Wang Jianjing leaving the room: "I think it's better to ask the architecture."

Lin Xun: "..."

He didn't care about Wang Safety, and wanted to continue to send messages to Dongjun, but he was afraid of disturbing and was in a dilemma.

The pointer did not know when the frame was lost, and he was now napping on his lap.

The cat stayed in the Chaoyang community for a few days without showing any fear or nervousness, and even gained a little weight. The coat was smooth and smooth, soft and dense.

Lin Xun touched the cat, thinking that in the end it was the presence of the pointer that completely broke his wife's heart.

In fact, they are right.

If you are not a close or trusted person, how can you send your cat to foster care.

Zheng Jun thought, Dongjun returned the news over there.

Dongjun: It doesn't matter, it's because I don't like employees.

A happy pointer: will have a bad impact on you qwq

Dongjun: No.

Lin Xun poked the keyboard, made a lot of words, and finally deleted it.

Perhaps after seeing him not replying for a long time, Dong Jun added another sentence.

Dong Jun: I am not an idol, and the Galaxy does not survive on public opinion.

This is true.

Dongjun doesn't eat by face, his wife has more powder, but he has more technical powder in the programmer. At that time, Dongjun's GitHub often appeared the grand occasion of the worship of apes.

Similarly, the boss's personal life will not have any impact on the Galaxy.

Not to mention the globally popular self-driving technology, only the recently launched holographic game cabin-this is a comprehensive monopoly in technology. No one can do it except Galaxy. You can’t use an autonomous driving system. If you want to play the holographic game, you can only open the Galaxy official website to buy. In this case, unless there is a shocking scandal within the company or a quality problem with the product, it is simply a fantasy that Galaxy's stock should fall.

A turmoil on social media may not even be a little bit of trouble for Galaxy and Dongjun itself.

After trying to understand this, Lin Xun was not too nervous anymore. He thought about it and edited such a message.

A happy pointer: That's good. But will your Weibo...I mean it still seems to be misunderstood. qwq

He sent out the news, and grabbed the ears of the pointer uncomfortably, waiting for a reply.

Dongjun's reply came quickly.

Dongjun: ^^

then……

Then there is no more.

Lin Xun didn't know what Dongjun meant in a moment. He just felt that Dongjun's attitude was so similar to being asked a key place and began to look away and pretend to be a fake liar.

But this "^^" expression was so magical, Lin Xun stared at it for a long time, his heart thumped a few times, and finally he laughed at it somehow.

He didn't know what Dongjun was doing "^^", he didn't dare to ask, so--

A happy pointer: ^^

The conversation seemed to come to an end. Lin Xun took a deep breath, changed clothes, and went out to wash.

When he planned to go out, the structure over there was finally pulled from the bed by Wang Jingan.

"What?" Hearing how the architecture howled: "I just slept, what did you do?"

He opened the door and said to Lin Xun: "Don't go, you come, do you know, you have been cheated, you...!"

Lin Xun went out, closed the door, went downstairs, and closed the structure in the door.

He got in the car, drove outside the door of Lin Ting's hotel, and drove away with her. Today is the day they agreed to see Grandpa.

There was a haze over the imperial capital, and it has been like this every day in the last half month.

The sky is very high, there are not many vehicles on the road, and there are news in the car, saying that the famous pianist Dong Chen and his orchestra will tour the mainland from the imperial capital.

Lin Ting has probably left the domestic social media, and the news hasn't reached her yet. She is chatting with Lin Xun safely. The pointer didn't recognize her at all, squinting in her arms, the atmosphere in the car was always calm. Lin Xun chatted with her while thinking wildly about what happened this morning, while thinking again, tonight and Dongjun video, do not know if it will be embarrassing.

Thinking this way, he turned on his mobile phone to watch the hot search. The original hot search remained high, and now he has added another one: #东君有史第第二条微博#.

At the same time, the architecture is also sending out some gossip in the group.

Zhao Jianshe: @林 Algorithm, he did not withdraw the hot search at all, you don’t think about it.

Lin Algorithm: Galaxy is not a media company and may not be able to withdraw the hot search.

Zhao architecture:? ? ? What does their publicity department do?

Zhao Jizhuo: You look at his Weibo again. I watched it carefully for half an hour. I saw the word in the crack. The entire Weibo said, "Thank you for your concern. I have a boyfriend."

Lin Algorithm: You must be crazy, otherwise why did the Zhao family dog ​​give you a look?

Zhao Jizhuo: You still know Lu Xun, but you have a wrong back, it's two eyes instead of one.

Lin algorithm: ...

Zhao Jianshe: Alright, I know, you are just splashing water now.

Lin algorithm: You also know the water spilled.

Zhao Jianshe: ...

He and Zhao Jizhi talked in this way for more than an hour, and most ended with the appearance of another message.

It was Jiang Lian, who officially joined the "Luo Shen Luo Shen" group three days ago.

Jiang Lian: So will we be acquired by Galaxy?

Algorithm Lin: Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, we still concealed one thing from you.

Jiang Lian: ...ah?

Lin Algorithm: In fact, Dongjun has always been a shareholder of Luoshen.

Jiang Lian:...

Jiang Lian: So why are we so miserable, we work in residential buildings. In fact, when I came on the first day, I thought you were doing marketing.

Lin Algorithm: I don’t know, maybe Dongjun is hone us, he is a good boss.

At the same time, the news of Zhao Jianji popped up at the same time.

Zhao Jianshe: This is fun, we don't need to understand it.

Lin Xun decided to close WeChat and ignored Zhao Jizhuan.

The drive was very long. In the afternoon, they finally reached their destination. On the way, the weather turned cloudy, the sky was covered with a layer of mist, and there was light rain.

——It is a large cemetery in the suburbs, and their grandfather has been sleeping here for five years.

Lin Xun embraced a bunch of white flowers, got out of the car, and walked to the grandfather's grave with Lin Ting.

The tombstone is made of marble, with a rounded bottom, a few words, and only the name, year of birth and death, and person who established the tombstone.

The old man lived in peace when he was alive, and there was no pain or regret when he walked. The death of an elderly person seems to be inevitable, but when standing in front of the tombstone, the light smoke and melancholy and nostalgia cannot always be dissipated.

The computer came out in 1946. Grandpa was the earliest assembly engineer in the motherland. At that time, the computer language was only machine language, binary. The code can only be read by the computer by handwriting and punching holes in the paper tape.

Lin Xun didn't have any other hobbies when he was a child. He only liked being played by grandpa.

He is barely talented, and he can only do it once in a while. He is very good at mental arithmetic, and he lives up to the nickname of "calculating".

The old man took him to do the question all day, simply adding, subtracting, multiplying, dividing, and boring, and solving the password was fun. The mental calculation of daffodils was the best way to pass the time.

But he also has problems that cannot be solved by mental arithmetic, because there is no upper limit for the amount of calculation as long as you want. A simple example, 9876x6798 can see the answer at a glance, 987654321x123456789 is more difficult.

At this time, the old man touched his head kindly, turned on the computer, and as soon as the program ran, he could calculate the answer within a few seconds.

Therefore, a problem appeared. This problem has been accompanied by Lin Xun since the age of five or six.

——Why can't my brain be like a computer?

Why can't the human brain have the processing power like a computer, and the computer can't learn and think like a human.

Thinking of the past, Lin Xun smiled unconsciously.

Some things in childhood will affect a person's life. He has been doing this for the past two decades. It is a fantasy to transform the human brain. It does not seem to be far away to let the computer think on its own. When he followed his mentor to do a thesis, the mentor said that the industry was "a feast right."

Perhaps, by that time, you will no longer be able to solve math problems that I cannot solve.

——He put down the bouquet.