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Lin Xun's movements stopped, looking at the two words, after two seconds, he realized that he forgot to breathe.
He felt his knuckles stiffen and stayed at the top of the screen for another three seconds before pressing the answer button.
"You... hello."
Dongjun's voice is still the same, a little low, like wine, and the texture is cold, it is a spirits mixed with ice cubes: "Aren't you working?"
Lin Xun felt a little suffocated.
Cha Gang from the capitalist
He answered truthfully: "I was watching the press conference, and your speech was very exciting. The concept film was also very... shocking."
Having said that, he said: "I thought you would not reply, but I didn't expect you to call, if it bothers you..."
"No interruption." The other side of the phone said, "After the release of Nutshell, I will take a break. I'll think about it later... Nutshell 20 or something."
Lin Xun said: "To be honest, I'm very curious about the development of Nutshell."
Dong Jun's voice seemed to bring a smile: "At least it won't make me bankrupt."
Lin Xun also laughed, saying, "But buying it may bankrupt me."
Dongjun: "Do you like to play games?"
"I play very little, but my roommate likes it." Lin Xun said: "I'm also more curious about its experience."
Dongjun said: "It shouldn't disappoint you."
Lin Xunxin said that he couldn't say that, maybe I couldn't afford it at all.
But on the surface, he still has to be docile and polite: "Well, I believe in the Milky Way."
Dongjun: "How is Luo's work going?"
Lin Xun: "We found a suitable programmer, and it's going well so far. I'm working on the optimization algorithm myself, and the progress is relatively normal."
I just heard Dongjun say lightly: "If you have any difficulties, you can find me."
Lin Xun: "Okay, thank you."
He thinks he can handle the current difficulty of the work, and if there is an epic problem, he may really need Dongjun's help.
"I wish you all the best." Dongjun's wording was official, but the next sentence suddenly changed the subject: "Saturday, the Galaxy Building will show a science fiction movie, I was wondering...whether I can invite you to watch it together. "
"Eh?" Lin Xun didn't understand the meaning of this sentence: "I..."
Dongjun: "Huh?"
Lin Xun: "I'm a little surprised."
Dong Jundao: "The subject of artificial intelligence. The nature of 'Luo' is relatively special in this field at present, so I think if I can join you, I may hear some unique insights."
"I can't guarantee it." Lin Xun's voice was a little lower: "However, on Saturday, I can."
According to the scheduled itinerary, he had already left Qingcheng Mountain on Saturday and returned to the modern city.
Dongjun said: "Okay, I'm glad you can come."
Lin Xun: "Thank you for the invitation."
Dongjun said: "You're welcome."
At this moment, the voice of Assistant Ruan Zhi seemed to come from the other side of the phone.
Lin Xun thought for a moment that the press conference was not over yet, and said, "Go ahead and do your work first, I will contact you if I have something to do."
Dongjun's voice seemed to soften a little, and said, "Well, goodbye."
Then, Lin Xun didn't hang up, and when Dongjun hung up, he put down the phone.
At this moment, it is the moment when the host of the press conference announces the price.
Lin Xun watched the numbers appearing on the screen without blinking.
200,000.
Two hundred thousand
Well, an expected price is strictly equal to the price of a Luo company.
This thing is a cutting-edge technology that has just been launched, and it belongs to the category of luxury goods. Galaxy has also made it clear that a low-cost simplified version for medical support will be launched in the future. The price of the edition will also be significantly reduced.
A perfectly normal business strategy.
However, for Lin Xun, although the price of the holographic game cabin had dealt a blow to him, his frustration was also completely diluted by this phone call.
He didn't believe that if the boss of lions texted Dong Jun to say "Congratulations", Dong Jun would also call back to take care of their work, and then invite him to watch a movie - if this was the case, Dong Jun would be too busy. Now, he will not be the indifferent and high-ranking CEO in the evaluation of everyone.
He even opened the barrage peacefully, thinking, your husbands are going to watch a movie with me on Saturday.
This made Lin Xun feel greatly encouraged, and his confidence in Luo increased a little.
As soon as the press conference was over, he turned on the gx compiler, called up his ugly optimized code, and started debugging.
In an extremely prominent place, he used seven ugly else ifs in a row, making the function body bloated and trivial.
- If it is written by Dongjun, two else ifs are the limit.
And this code has a total of thirteen error prompts.
He began to modify one by one.
- In a programmer's coding career, maybe only one-fifth of the time is spent typing code, and the remaining four-fifths are spent on endless debugging.
While Lin Xun felt that these thirteen mistakes were very tricky, he also felt that at least he still had bugs to fix. He was much happier than those colleagues who had no error prompts, but still couldn't run smoothly and could only scratch their heads.
It took him two and a half hours to reduce the seven bugs to zero, before packing up and getting ready for bed.
Open the WeChat group before going to bed. The major factions in "Blind Date and Love One Family" are reporting the itinerary and estimated time of arrival. The group of three of their programmers is still howling frantically that they can't afford a game cabin.
Lin Shuhe: Don’t cry, think that after Luo Guo comes out, you will become people who won’t blink even if you buy ten game pods.
Wang An An: ? What's the difference between you and Dongjun who only talks about dreams but not money? Dongjun gave us at least 200,000.
Lin Xun looked at Wang An'an's words, his eyes stayed on the word "Dongjun" for five seconds, and he smiled unconsciously.
He starts typing.
Lin Algorithm: Go to sleep.
Lin Algorithm: There is everything in a dream.
After the message, he ignored Wang An'an's abuse and happily lay down with his pillow in his arms.
On the mountain, everything was silent, and he slept very quickly.
But he has always fallen asleep irregularly and woke up regularly, and he did not wake up at eight o'clock according to his biological clock.
-Because, at five o'clock, there were little Taoist priests reading the "Nan Hua Jing" in unison not far away.
At six o'clock, Lantern came to him to go out on a date.
Lin Xun: "?"
Do your cultivators start at five o'clock during the day
The meeting place is outside the Shangqing Palace, on a large rock on the top of the mountain.
Lantern said that he would show him the sunrise in Qingcheng.
OK, let's see.
The mountains are beautiful, and so are the clouds.
Lantern Festival picks Yiyi.
Lin Xun was drowsy.
"The sun rises and sets, and all things begin again and again!" Lantern said: "Senior brother, how mysterious the laws of heaven and earth run!"
Yuanxiao continued: "The South China Sutra has a saying: Taoist, before Tai Chi, is not high, below Tai Chi, but not deep, born prior to heaven and earth, but not long, older than ancient times but not old, until this time, I just realized.”
Lin Xun looked at Lantern Festival seriously: "Junior Brother."
Lantern Festival: "Huh?"
Lin Xun: "Let me teach you an idiom."
"Huh?" Lantern Festival: "Please enlighten me, senior brother."
Lin Xun: "Play the piano to the cow."
Lantern blinked his eyes, his face innocent: "?"
Lin Xun said blankly: "Junior brother, object-oriented programming is different from process-oriented programming. It is a structured design method. Objects are used as basic units to form programs, using encapsulation, inheritance, polymorphism... "
Lantern's eyes were puzzled at first, then nothing, and then gloomy: "Senior brother..."
Seeing that the flowers of the motherland are about to become the dead branches and leaves of the motherland, Lin Xun stopped and said softly: "Junior Brother, do you understand?"
Lantern nodded: "Understood. Brother, the sun is really red, it's so beautiful."
Spiritual children are like that.
Lin Xun was satisfied watching the sunrise with him.
When the red morning sun completely rose from the mist of the mountains, the bell of the mountain gate rang in the distance.
Lantern Festival said: "The guests are here!"
They left here and came to the main hall, each looking for their respective masters to welcome the guests.
The first one was Beihai Wanfo Sect.
An elderly monk with kind eyes, snow-white eyebrows and wearing a red cassock brought four middle-aged monks and six little novices to meet Xiaoyaozi: "Xiaoyao benefactor."
Xiaoyaozi also saluted him: "Master Wanchan."
Then, Master Kuchan said: "It was supposed to arrive last night, but the plane was delayed, please forgive me."
Xiaoyaozi: "Aircraft delays are a common occurrence, and fellow Daoists from Ge Ling are still waiting at the airport."
Master Wan Chan said with a smile, "Thanks to the fact that when Beihai Airport was built two years ago, I was invited to consecrate the airport.
Xiaoyaozi stroked his beard and laughed: "There is a saying that 'this life is not convenient for others, and Amitabha is always empty'. Master Wanchan is compassionate, and naturally there are endless good rewards."
Master Wanchan: "Happy Lord, you are wrong."
The second sect to come is Tianyanzong.
The suzerain of the Tianyan Sect was Ji Zhenren. I saw him with clear eyebrows, a thin body, and a fluttering gray robe. He was very immortal.
It's just that the real person opened his mouth and said, "The turbid air on the green train makes me very uncomfortable!"
Xiaoyaozi said: "Really, if you get more hexagrams, you won't have to squeeze the green train."
Ji Zhenren said, "That's what you said too. I'll do my fortune-telling in the future. I'll only say good things, not bad things."
Then, Ji Zhenren reminisced with old man Huo, talking about monsters and ominous horoscopes.
Lin Xun quietly looked at the people in the main hall.
Everyone chatted and laughed, very contented, as if they were used to it.
He is also fine.
Yes, it's good.
It's just that one ear hears "donor" and "daoist friend", and the other ear hears "airplane delay" and "green train", which is a bit split.
Before the third sect entered the gate, a few colorful butterflies fluttered in.
Then, a strange fragrance floated over, the silver bell rang, and two women walked in.
They were all in their early thirties, but one of them was dignified, dressed in blue, the other was in purple, with silver ornaments on his head, silver rings on his wrists and ankles, and his makeup was coquettish and delicate, very beautiful. . Behind them were three red-clothed girls dressed in the Miao ethnicity, all of whom had fresh looks.
It's just that this Madam Butterfly's appearance... Why is Lin Xun a little familiar
Xiaoyaozi first greeted the blue-clothed man: "Mrs. Peacock."
He said to Ziyi again, "Mrs. Butterfly."
The old man Huo explained to Lin Xun in a low voice that they were from Riyue Mountain in Miaojiang, and they were the most skilled at gushing. Mrs. Peacock was the owner of the village, and Mrs. Butterfly was Mrs. Peacock's junior sister.
With that said, old man Huo said, "Hmph, this butterfly is not a good person. She is an actor by layman status, specializing in the role of the mistress and the concubine! You are still young, so you can't be hooked by her."
Lin Xun: "..."
He remembered.
A certain movie queen has the word butterfly in her name. She just won a movie award last year. The image of her domineering concubine is often made into an emoji package and circulated on the Internet.
While talking here, I saw Madam Butterfly walking towards this side with all manners, and raised her eyebrows: "Yo, True Monarch Qingshan, what are you talking about? It's not a little girl's bad words, right?"
The aroma came, and Zhenjun Qingshan's eyebrows twitched a few times, and his voice was stiff: "Mrs. Good morning."
But the lady did not continue talking to him.
"Let me see my baby!" Hearing the ringing of the silver bell, Mrs. Butterfly quickly walked in front of Lin Xun with the hem of her skirt, holding Lin Xun's face with her scented hands, her eyes wandering: "How does it look like? A little rabbit, like a kitten, my sister's heart will melt."
Except for his sister, Lin Xun had never had such close contact with the opposite sex, and his body was stiff for a while.
That's not all, Madam Butterfly turned around and said, "Sister, come and see our little baby!"
The dignified and elegant Lady Phoenix came over.
The girl behind her also giggled and followed.
"Brother, let's go with my sister." Mrs. Butterfly said, "My sister will take you and let you airborne in the crew. What do you want to play?"
Lin Xun couldn't help his limbs and said, "I can't act."
"Hi." Madam Butterfly said, "As long as you can stare, how about it?"
The old man Huo coughed heavily and said, "Butterfly, don't hit me as a disciple of the Promise Sect!"
"What?" Mrs. Butterfly extended her voice: "Old Bones, if you want to go, I won't let you go."
The situation is not good, depending on the way they get along, there is no way for the master to save himself from Madam Butterfly.
Lin Xun looked for help from his master, looked over Mrs. Butterfly's shoulders, and looked at Mrs. Peacock behind her.
Madam Peacock is elegant and dignified, and she must not bear such a move by her junior sister.
He met Madam Peacock's eyes.
Madam Peacock nodded at him with a smile.
The icy mechanical sound rang: "Get the achievement 'Mrs. Peacock's Approval', spiritual power +5."
Lin Xun: "..."