When Cheng Ran is in the library, he usually puts his computer on the table, goes out to eat and buy some milk to replenish his energy, and then comes back to continue. He doesn't worry about the computer being stolen when it is on the table because there are surveillance cameras. Everyone who can enter the library has a real-name reading card and can only enter after comparing the photo with the person. If something is lost, the person can be caught in minutes. I believe there is no thief who is so stupid.
In fact, what Cheng Ran remembers most about his college life is not the routine of going to and from the dormitory, teaching building, and cafeteria. Instead, it is the quiet afternoons or evenings when the lights are on, when he can sit in the library and bury his head in books, reading one book after another without worrying about the passing of time. This seems to be the most unforgettable time in his college life.
Of course, the conditions in the previous life were not sufficient, but it seems that I can make up for it more in this life.
After finishing the conversation with everyone from Blue Dot Technology, Cheng Ran rubbed the corners of his eyes and the bridge of his nose to relieve some of his fatigue. At this time, he noticed that at the table by the window in the distance, sophomore Nie Chuan was sitting there, flipping through a book and taking notes. He probably noticed him as well, and under Cheng Ran's gaze, he looked up and made eye contact with him several times, then continued to concentrate on his calculations. However, he found that Cheng Ran had not retracted his gaze, so he subconsciously looked up from time to time.
The two did not say hello. The famous person in this department had several large books in front of him and the papers in his hands were densely written. However, this was not only the case with Nie Chuan. Most of the desks around were like this. There were many people like Nie Chuan in Central South University of Science and Technology. Some were extremely talented, while others were hardworking. After that, they went to different places. Most of them worked silently. Most of them appeared on the stage of the world. They were stars who were often seen on the screen. They were business tycoons who controlled wealth and attracted attention. It was rare for them to be like the Nie Chuan brothers in the future who walked under the spotlight and became known to the world with their technological creations.
Cheng Ran retracted his gaze and read the book for a while. After a while, he looked over again and saw that the technical tycoon and future superstar in his impression was now lying on the table, with one hand resting on his head and drooping across the desk... Damn, he actually fell asleep!
Where are the top masters
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Seeing that it was getting late, Cheng Ran came back from the library and was stopped by the dormitory manager downstairs. He received a bunch of letters to distribute. As the head of the building, this was not a right but an obligation. So there was such a scene in the evening: Cheng Ran, who was originally aloof in everyone's impression, appeared not aloof at the moment, holding a stack of letters in his hands, and walked into the door one by one, "Zhang Xihua, your letter. Zhao Duo, a letter. I'm here to deliver a letter to Li Bin, Zhao Aijun, Jia Ke... your dormitory."
There was a letter on the cover written in elegant English to himself, and the signature was a familiar and heart-throbbing "J". Cheng Ran opened it and found a CD in a transparent cover.
The opening line is Jiang Hongshao's pleasing handwriting: "Write down whatever comes to mind. If I didn't tell you online, would this letter, if it were to reach you across the ocean, be as good as seeing you in person?"
The two of them used to have the habit of writing letters. At that time, she was in No. 10 Middle School and he was in Shanhai No. 1 Middle School. Although they could call each other or communicate online, it was always a unique experience to find a handwritten letter from each other lying there in real life. Now this experience is reproduced in college life, the difference is that the girl sending the letter is far away in another country.
This was Jiang Hongshao's little idea. She said that if there were some interesting things in her daily life that she had not mentioned on the Internet or on the phone, she would write them in a letter and then send it to him. In this way, it would not only be communication on the Internet, but there would also be another layer of expectation.
Seeing the carefully prepared letter paper and Jiang Hongshao's beautiful handwriting on it, as well as a faint scent of orchid grass, Cheng Ran had a strange feeling that the person receiving the letter was lucky.
In the letter, Jiang Hongshao talked about campus life, which contained some details not mentioned in CQ. One of the stories mentioned was also the origin of the CD in the letter.
Recently, a wandering street artist, a violinist, has appeared frequently on Gower Street where her school is located. During that time, Jiang Hongshao would go to the street many afternoons to listen to his performance.
His music is self-composed, with melodious, sometimes sad and ethereal music. The street performer is dressed very strictly and uniquely, with a wide-brimmed hat, and he wears formal clothes when he plays. His eyes are gentle and experienced.
The weather in London was a little chilly, and Jiang Hongshao sometimes sat on the bench opposite, quietly listening to his piano playing. He did not accept charity, but sold his own CDs. After the performance, he would sit down on a small stool and carefully write autographs and thank everyone.
Because he had seen Jiang Hongshao many times, every time she came to listen to his performance, he would take off his hat to greet her.
One evening, when he finished playing and was about to leave, Jiang Hongshao bought his CD and started chatting with him. She talked about his past. He used to be a famous musician. When he was 20 years old, he met a German girl he liked and fell in love with her. The two of them accompanied each other on the road, through frost and summer, and walked through many seaside mountains and lakes in the world. Once when they encountered rising water in a tourist canyon and had to cross the river bank, he climbed the vines first to get across. When it was the turn of the girl named Monica, the vine broke and she fell into the flood. From then on, he was left alone. That was fifteen years ago.
He said that he could often close his eyes and see Monica clearly. Over the years, he drove a second-hand car, took the piano she bought for him, and wrote all the music he wanted to write for her. It was as if he was taking her to all corners of the world. The piano she bought for him and the music he composed for her were left in many places in the world in this way. When he saved enough money in one place, he would go to the next city. He would prepare to travel with his beloved "Monica", playing and walking all the way, until the end of his life.
That day he said that when he saw Jiang Hongshao listening to the piano on the bench opposite him playing, his heart was warm, and he also believed that his performance could also warm the heart of this beautiful Asian girl in a foreign country, no matter who she was thinking of at that time.
Cheng Ran inserted the CD into the CD slot of his laptop computer and then put on headphones. The soothing, beautiful, sad but not depressing melody flooded into his cochlea and enveloped him.
When Jiang Hongshao asked him on CQ with a smile whether he had received the CD, Cheng Ran replied, "I listened to it with headphones last night and fell asleep while listening."
"How about it?"
"It helps you sleep well, like a spring breeze in your arms. Because it was sent by you, I subconsciously thought that the spring breeze was you..."
"… "
It makes people feel a little stressed.
Are you angry
Are you angry
Don’t want to talk anymore
Cheng Ran typed a shameless smiley face emoticon.
After a moment, Lao Jiang gave a heart-pounding reply, "Then you can listen to it often."
Then there was another playful turn of expression, "But the spring breeze not only brings revival of all things, but also brings abnormal flu viruses... I think you are quite unserious now."
What makes people excited in this world is not only the sun leaping over the sea of clouds, the clear sky after snow, and the spring buds. It is also the beauty of this woman that is not easily revealed to others.
Cheng Ran thought that there were even more impure stories from his past life that he had heard from others and accidentally entered his ears, and he couldn't hide them even if he wanted to, and his pure self was polluted. Ten miles of spring breeze is not as good as sleeping with you in the same quilt, so he didn't know whether he should tell it or not.
Maybe there will be a bullet of resentment that will shoot you in the head through the phone.
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After chatting with Jiang Hongshao, Cheng Ran felt refreshed. He stood up from his semi-lying position and prepared to get out of bed to drink water. Suddenly, a sentence came out from below that surprised him, "I also found a loophole in Li Mingshi!"
Cheng Ran kept getting out of bed and holding onto the stairs, looking in the direction of the voice. It was coming from the dormitory's public computer. There were quite a few people gathered around the public computer, including those from nearby dormitories. Now 409 seemed to have become everyone's entertainment center because of this computer. People came to watch movies every day. Of course, the movies that so many people watched were not those that were not suitable for children, but a collection of movies that were specially rented or bought. Although Yang Mu next door also had a computer, he was said to be very fond of it and did not allow others to use it, so 409 was very popular.
This group of people didn't watch a movie today. The reason was that a guy wanted to get the CQ number of a girl he liked, and he was currently chatting with her online. But the guy was very dull, with the guts but no intention, and didn't know how to chat at all. The people around him were like eunuchs who were anxious, helping out with advice, like a bunch of dog-headed military advisors. During the online chat, someone mentioned that they had found a bug in CQ, "If you don't close CQ when the modem is disconnected, and then dial up to the Internet and log in to CQ, if someone changes the CQ number at this time, we can also send and receive messages on the open CQ without being forced to log off!"
“This is a security risk… It appeared when CQ updated the new version of the group chat function.”
"What? You don't even know who Li Mingshi is? How can you get into computers..."
"The CQ we are all using now is run by Li Mingshi! They also developed the game "Spirit Realm"! He was originally an engineer, and he brought a group of friends to Chengdu to develop an instant messaging software, which resulted in the famous CQ we are using now! Their games also make a lot of money! My warrior account in Spirit Realm is already level 47! I have been training for countless days and nights!"
"Hey, now that you've discovered this bug, are you going to become famous?"
"Not really..." someone asked doubtfully.
"Of course not!" Someone swore, "I had a classmate in high school whose article was selected by Popular Software. He became a celebrity in the school at that time. Everyone said that he was in the newspaper and took turns to read his article. If you submit this bug to Daruan or Network Space, not only will you get paid, but your name will be listed, and maybe the CQ people will see it and make improvements. How awesome you are! In the future, we can say that the vulnerability in CQ was discovered by our classmate!"
Everyone was talking very enthusiastically.
Cheng Ran took the phone and left the dormitory smoothly without anyone noticing. He went to a small balcony at the end of the corridor and called Rong Cheng.
The first thing he said was, "Li Mingshi, how did you guys do this..."
After the call, Cheng Ran returned to the dormitory. A large group of people had already planned to have a delicious meal at the small hot pot restaurant behind the orange orchard after receiving the magazine manuscript fee.
Looking at this lively scene, Cheng Ran said apologetically, "Since everyone wants to eat, how about this, I'll treat you tomorrow..."
Everyone turned around and looked over, then shouted, "You're still the one who treated us! We're celebrating that we found a problem that even the CQ team didn't find! HKUST people are awesome!"
They are immersed in the excitement of uncovering something that will change the world, like "The Truman Show".
Cheng Ran is in such a difficult situation. I’m sorry, classmates.
The big devil is in front of us.