After seeing this line of news from his senior sister, Hao Yun felt happy and typed a reply with a smile.
[Not bad, not bad, the singing is half as charming as mine.]
Before waiting for two seconds, a message came back from the other side.
[What, it’s only half of it? (#￣~￣#)]
Huh
Isn't this evaluation high enough
Hao Yun was stunned for a moment, but quickly and wisely changed his words and typed.
[Actually, what I mean is that although I only sang half of my charm, the other half of the charm was not even sung by me. All in all, each has its own merits! Worth encouraging!]
This time there was a slight silence on the other side.
After a few seconds, a message came back.
[Hmph, you are the only one who can speak.]
Seeing this line of news, Hao Yun smiled knowingly, put his phone aside, and continued to browse the reference materials in his hand.
Previously, he just brushed his scarf and relaxed for a while after he was tired from studying. These days, he basically spends the day in the library previewing, and has already read seven, seven, or eighty-eight of this semester's courses.
Regardless of whether it was the previous life or this life, his learning ability is pretty good. In addition, with the help of system talent points this time, as long as it is a course related to programming, he can learn it not only as fast as flying, but at least as fast as walking on the ground. .
At least at the undergraduate level, there is no such thing as something that you can’t fully understand after eating it for a long time.
So far, he has basically finished all the knowledge points in the class, and has even started to read the extra-curricular content.
For example, I heard the "brain-computer interface" theory from Senior Brother Chen some time ago.
Although Senior Brother Chen does not understand this concept, it is said that there seems to be a new breakthrough in this aspect of technology.
Recently, Jiangcheng University has held several lectures on this concept, and expert groups from all over the world have also held many seminars here.
For research in this cutting-edge field, the academia's sense of smell is usually much sharper than that of the industry.
Hao Yun felt that if there were no major discoveries, this would be too much of a fanfare.
If brain-computer interface technology really makes a breakthrough, not to mention what field the technology will be used in first or what industry it will have a major impact on, at least the game industry he is familiar with will definitely usher in a disruptive revolution.
The speed of science and technology in this world is much faster than that of the world before he traveled. In just a dozen years, the field of civilian electronics has made a leap from scratch to 5-nanometer manufacturing.
It's hard to say how long it will take for this brain-computer interface technology to be realized, but as Hao Yun, the president of Yunmeng Group, Hao Yun feels that he needs to know something about this cutting-edge stuff.
Moreover, he is currently studying at Jiangcheng University and has a good relationship with Dean Li. He can always learn about the latest developments in the academic world. If this technology can become a reality, he will most likely be the first to know the news. people.
If we don’t take advantage of such a unique advantage, we would be really sorry for the cultivation of our alma mater and the system.
What Hao Yun didn't know at this moment was that just as he put the phone aside and continued to read the information in his hand carefully, Lin Mengmeng, who was far away in his room, was holding the phone with a blush on his face and his heartbeat was beating. It was as fast as a water pump, and steam seemed to come out of my ears.
what is going on
Obviously, it was a normal communication... but my heartbeat was so fast.
I will feel inexplicably happy when I am praised. I will feel discouraged when I don’t get the reply I expected. I will hesitate for a long time even if I want to send an emoji. The words typed on the screen are always deleted, deleted or changed...
Lin Mengmeng looked at the line of words on the phone screen that he typed with all his strength, feeling the inexplicable throbbing in his heart, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.
"… what's wrong with me."
…
"I'm so torn apart."
The oily face was filled with tears. Zhang Xiang, sitting in front of the computer, pressed his nose with a tissue while sobbing disgustingly.
Three whole days!
The total time he slept was less than five hours, and there was no broadcast during the whole process.
Without a guide to refer to, he relied on his rich gaming experience and extraordinary talent to figure out the ending.
If nothing else, he should be the first anchor on the entire network to broadcast the ending live.
However…
He would rather none of this happened.
I didn’t meet the girl named Yu Xiaoxue in Yuehe Village, nor did I meet the chivalrous and righteous Yu’er in Black Mountain Town. I didn’t forward any scarf lottery draws, nor did I spend money to buy this game...
If none of this had happened, he wouldn't have burst into tears in front of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.
Ten days in the sky and ten years underground, the chaos of the Sui Dynasty was settled, and now is the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty.
After returning to the human world, Chen Jingchou took Xiaoxue to his master's grave. He knew all his former companions as treasures, and various scenes from the past emerged, but he forgot only one name.
Xiaoxue played the pipa, and the resentful pipa sound sounded, causing the girl from the sheep herding family to stop.
The girl said that the music was so familiar and she didn’t know its name.
Chen Jingchou scratched his head and said that he had a good memory, but he could only forget the name of this piece of music.
Xiaoxue choked and said, Brother Chen, its name is Ruyi Yuerqu.
Zhang Xiang, who was sitting in front of the computer, was also choking.
Not only that, he couldn't help but said "I (wo) love (ai) your mother (nima)" to the production team with true feelings.
The barrages in the live broadcast room rolled by line by line.
It is very rare that this time not many people cursed Zhang Xiang, but many people posted words of comfort on the public screen.
Everyone has different feelings from the game, but the emotions are generally similar.
It's hard to calm down in my heart for a long time.
Not only Zhang Xiang, but also the audience sitting in front of the computer watching the live broadcast.
This is what is called empathy.
[This ending is too tragic...]
[Wow, wow, it made me cry.]
[Hey, I didn’t expect that even the shameless Zhang Xiang would cry like this, Ye Qingjie.]
[I told you so long ago, don’t choose Xiaoxue, don’t choose Xiaoxue, Yu’er is so good, why not choose Yu’er? Zhang Xiang, who is a fool, is a piece of shit that is both fine and wormy.]
[Hey, does it make any difference who you choose? Hot Chicken Production Team, I have worked so hard to play the game for dozens of hours, and you just made this ending for me?]
[that is! There is something wrong with the setting of this ending. What is it if it’s not force-feeding shit?]
[Don’t worry, everyone, this is an ending. What if there is another ending besides this ending?]
[What a fart ending! I came here from the live broadcast room of Ye Shen next door. They also broadcast 72 hours a day, using the Yu'er line. The ending was just played a few minutes ago, which is a fucking BE!]
[What the hell? ! No way!]
[Refund! Oh shit! I’ve played the game for dozens of hours, and you’re just showing me this? If there is no happy ending, you will be refunded on the spot!]
Looking at the barrages sweeping past line by line, the fire in Zhang Xiang's heart was ignited.
He clenched his fists, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and straightened the microphone beside his mouth.
"Brother cute."
"I, Zhang Xiang, rarely ask you to do things, because I also know that half of the people in the live broadcast room are fucking anti-fans."
"But this time I have to beg you, we have to unite and put pressure on the production team!"
"We contributed nearly 100 million sales and spent dozens of hours on the ending, but the result made me burst into tears."
"I can't accept that it turned out to be a tragedy in the end!"
"If there is no happy ending, I will refund your money!"
"Crush the tower for me!"