The day before the start of a new course, Zhu Yun opened the book to preview as usual.
The first lesson is the introductory theoretical knowledge. Zhu Yun skimmed through it briefly, and then turned back casually.
The following content made Zhu Yun's eyes widen slowly.
Although she still doesn't know the meaning of those specific functions, the basic structure of these programs left a deep impression on her.
Isn't this death by crossing the river
Zhu Yun's hands turned the pages faster and faster, and the textbooks of average quality rattled in her hands.
After scrolling through the last page, Zhu Yun took a deep breath.
Close the book.
Look at the big bold font on the cover.
"C language..." After the college entrance examination, Zhu Yun ignited his fighting spirit for a certain course for the first time.
She read the book that night and opened her eyes in the middle of the night before six o'clock in the morning, and continued to read.
By the time of class, she had read all three chapters.
The teacher of c language is named Lin. I heard that he is a very well-known professor. He is 50 years old, his hair is already bald, and the programmers look old, and he likes to laugh, which directly causes the wrinkles on his face to multiply. Looks like a little old man.
Classes are held in multimedia classrooms.
This kind of classroom is the easiest to slip away and be lazy.
First of all, several rows of computers are turned on at the same time, and the heat is dissipated together with the people. After more than half an hour, it will be very boring. Coupled with the natural barrier of the screen, as long as the teacher does not get off the podium, no one cares about how he sleeps underneath.
But Zhu Yun didn't know who to compete with, so she made up her mind to learn this class well, and sat in the first row closest to the teacher after entering the classroom.
The class bell rings.
Zhu Yun's eyes drifted back and forth unconsciously.
not coming
... not so crazy.
As soon as he thought about it, Li Zhuangyuan strode into the room, probably because he just woke up from a nap, Li Xun's golden hair was messed up like a super Saiyan.
After entering the room, he went straight to the last row. As soon as he got there, a classmate told him: "This one can't be turned on, it's broken."
"..."
Li Xun got up and looked around.
Zhu Yun was amused in her heart—the seats at the back of the university classrooms are all robbed, I don't understand this, and I still take a nap
Old man Lin finished preparing the lesson plans, made tea, cleared his throat, and was about to start his lecture when he suddenly found Li Xun Jinji alone at the back of the classroom.
He waved at Li Xun and pointed in Zhu Yun's direction.
An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Zhu Yun's heart.
…
Sure enough, old man Lin continued: "That classmate, there is still room here."
Zhu Yun said in her heart, "no—!"
The Saiyan came over and sat down, while Zhu Yun looked down at the textbook expressionlessly.
Old man Lin started class.
Holding the teacup in his hand, he said to the students below: "Is there anyone who has known about C language before? Or has tried to write some small programs in C language?"
Zhu Yun squinted at Li Xun in her heart.
Raise your hand, won't you cross the river and die
Seeing that no one responded, old man Lin smiled and said, "Everyone is still very shy."
He puts down his teacup.
"Everyone knows that now is the information age, computers are developing very fast, and various programming languages are also developing very fast. Compared with these emerging languages, C language has gradually declined, just like I stand in front of you. old."
Old man Lin had a kind face and a naughty smile.
"But as the saying goes, 'Ginger is still hot when old', old has its benefits, it is rich and rigorous. In the future, whether you want to continue to study algorithms, or study compilation, database, and operating systems, the skills you have learned from C language , enough to be the basis of all your programming."
"But there is a sentence that I want to tell everyone before the class. You must remember it. It's just seven words—kungfu is all about skills."
The students below all listened quietly.
Old man Lin stretched out a finger, his eyes were piercing.
"You are very proud to be able to pass the exam, but remember, don't make a mistake that students usually like to make - smashing books."
Zhu Yun felt herself choked.
"You will learn a lot of programming languages in four years of university, but no matter what kind of language, you have to remember, don't indulge in strange tricks, you must look at the problem from a big perspective, even the simplest program."
"Okay, I'm afraid that everyone can't fully understand what I'm talking about now, and can only experience it slowly from the learning process. Now everyone looks at the screen and starts class."
Zhu Yun savored Old Man Lin's speech carefully, and accidentally saw Li Zhuangyuan next to him playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
Li Xun was tall, and he didn't know how to place his long legs. At the beginning, she knew how to restrain herself, but later she became more and more relaxed, bit by bit eroding Zhu Yun's territory.
In the end, Zhu Yun could only put her legs together on the stool like a Japanese woman, motionless.
My legs are so stiff.
I really want to move.
This class is so painful...
"So, to learn C language, you must first understand its history and characteristics, so who can talk about the development history of C language?"
Old man Lin asked the first question in class.
Zhu Yun is usually not the type to take the initiative to answer questions in class, but now she really wants to move, and she raises her hands as if uncontrollably.
Zhu Yun sat so close that old man Lin saw her right away.
"This classmate."
The results of last night's preview appeared, Zhu Yun got up and recited the answers fluently.
After answering the question once, the blood in the whole body can be fully circulated, as easy as going to the toilet.
Zhu Yun sat down comfortably, squinting, and saw Li Xun looking at her with a half-smile.
"It is you."
Did you see me when I co-authored it
Zhu Yun nodded at him as a sign of politeness, then saw Li Xun humming mockingly, then lowered his head to play with his phone again.
"..."
Old man Lin said: "That's why you are all shy. Just now I asked if anyone knew anything about C language, and none of them raised their hands." He looked at Zhu Yun, "What's your name?"
Zhu Yun quickly replied: "Zhu Yun."
Old man Lin looked for it in the signature book, and then ticked it.
"You are the class representative."
Zhu Yun: "?!"
I don't have the will in this regard, teacher!
Suddenly there was a slight smile beside him. Zhu Yun looked sideways, while Li Xun still lowered his head, not knowing whether to laugh at her or the phone.
The first class mainly talks about basic knowledge, and only a little bit of very basic code content is taught at the end.
As soon as the lecture was over, the get out of class bell rang.
Old man Lin didn't hold back, and put on the lid of the teacup: "Those who have finished writing the program can leave, and the computer doesn't need to be turned off. The class representative will stay and check it."
Li Xun put down his phone and crackled on the keyboard.
It took a while, but in fact, he got up and left in less than five seconds.
Old man Lin took the roster to Zhu Yun, and said, "Tick off the ones that are finished, and cross out the ones that are not finished. Thank you for your hard work."
"..."
The program was very simple, and the students completed it one after another. Zhu Yun took the roster and looked at Li Xun's computer first.
Space bar to run.
A line of words appeared on the screen in an instant—
"hello world"
Zhu Yun looked at it, and for some reason, suddenly smiled.
More than half a month after the start of school, the class absenteeism rate in the morning and evening self-study is so high that the class teacher has to do it himself.
Zhu Yun had expected this day a long time ago.
Moreover, she always felt that judging from the strange personalities of the golden retriever and the cake girl, the homeroom teacher was destined to fight a fierce battle, but to her surprise, the war ended peacefully within two days of its start.
Did Li Xun and the others come to the morning self-study honestly
not at all.
Is it because the class teacher can't control them anymore
Nor is it.
Fang Shumiao told Zhu Yun the news.
As for this Li Xun, he could really think of evil tricks.
Just the night before the head teacher came to talk to him, he handed over a series of documents he had prepared to the department, and the next day, the head of the department personally approved them to establish a "digital technology practice base" for freshmen .
This base has three main perks—
One: Classified as the second classroom practical activity;
Two: add credits;
Three: Self-study in the morning and evening is exempted during the base activities.
"..." Zhu Yun asked dryly after listening, "So this base should be ready for 24-hour activities?"
"That's right! Twenty-four hours! Non-stop around the clock!" Fang Shumiao patted her thigh: "That's fine, once and for all! I don't have to worry about attendance anymore!"
The leader of the base is the head of the department in name, but in fact the old man didn't show up a few times at all, and the rest was managed by Li Xun. Old man Lin is very interested, so he pretends to be an instructor, and if he has anything to do, he will go to the activity center to have a look.
When this happened, there was an uproar in the department.
All of a sudden, all kinds of rumors flew around like snowflakes, with a unified theme. Everyone was guessing about Li Xun's family background.
People from all over the world showed their special abilities, and Zhu Yun could hear different versions almost every day, and each version was vivid and resolute as if it were the truth.
The day went on as usual.
One day when Zhu Yun went to deliver homework to old man Lin, she ran into Li Xun discussing a problem with him.
Old man Lin was wearing a pair of glasses and was operating Li Xun's notebook. His eyes were so serious that Zhu Yun didn't dare to take a step forward.
Finally, after they finished their discussion, Li Xun walked out with his notebook in his hands. When he met Zhu Yun, he raised his chin and said casually, "Hey, class representative."
"..."
Zhu Yun put the homework on old man Lin's desk, and old man Lin drank tea with a smile, looking in a good mood.
A teacher next to him passed by and joked to Old Man Lin, "Your student is really cool."
Old man Lin hummed twice.
The teacher said: "The rumors seem to be very fierce."
Old man Lin pulled his face: "That's all nonsense! Let me tell you—"
The teacher's cell phone rang suddenly, he waved at old man Lin, and turned to answer the phone.
Old man Lin didn't let it go, he simply turned his head and said to Zhu Yun, "Tell you—you will know later."
...
Zhu Yun stood there for two seconds.
You know what you're talking about
Old man Lin started talking about his homework, and the topic ended.
A week later, the incident at the practice base gradually calmed down, but the simple and catchy name of Li Xun was imprinted in the hearts of many people unconsciously.
When the seniors mentioned him, they were ambiguous, and when the classmates mentioned him, they were evasive.
And Li Xun himself was still the same as before.
Lack of self-study in the morning and evening, type the fastest code, take a nap, and always wear a short golden hair like weeds.