Xie Yan took off his glasses and glanced at the mobile phone next to him late at night.
Last night, there was still no message from Weiwei.
He rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling a little frustrated - how could he not send himself a message? Did Weiwei not miss him at all? It doesn't take time to send a text message!
Does she not love herself at all?
Does she want to break up?
Yes, there are so many outstanding thin guys in the school, and Weiwei is so outstanding, it is normal for others to like her... What if he wants to find a more considerate boyfriend?
Xie Yan shook the pen in his hand and looked at the professional textbook filled with dense notes. After struggling for a long time, he finally picked up the phone - as expected, there was no new news from last night at all. The latest one was at 5pm yesterday evening.
It was sent at half past o'clock - and they only chatted for twelve words!
Xie Yan was in so much pain - Weiwei really didn't love me anymore!
He looked at the time, it was 3:10 in the morning - at this time, Weiwei was already asleep, wouldn't it be a little bad to send a message?
But Weiwei also said that she mutes the sound when she sleeps at night, so - it shouldn't have any impact?
His fingers touched the keyboard, and the next moment, the alarm clock beside the table rang, and he stood up instantly——
"The fourth test run is over!"
It’s time to collect statistics and find out what’s missing!
The mobile phone had already been thrown back on the table, and Xie Yan also ran quickly and merged into the crowd of people rushing out of the room one after another.
…
During this period of time, they have conducted many tests one after another, covering various aspects. Therefore, for this test, the chief engineer did not come at all - they wanted to install a new platform and make some other adjustments. Recently, the chief engineer
The worker loses a lot of hair every day, and he no longer cares about such trivial matters.
Other programmers think this is normal. They are responsible for different parts. The group of architects who do basic work are almost fighting every day. The chief engineer has to endure it. How normal!
Only Xie Yan knew that was not the case.
As a student brought out by the chief engineer, the other party originally admired him and wanted to give him a chance to practice.
However, this student brought so many new ideas directly and indirectly that his inspirations kept colliding every day——
He is only forty years old this year. If he were not good enough and talented enough, he would not be jointly hired by several companies just for the sake of common prospects and ambitions.
Recently, the chief engineer has been trying to get Xie Yan to go back to school.
Xie Yan did not agree to this.
He just asked: "Why?"
Then I immediately reflected on myself: "Do I not know enough? But I will study hard, and I remember all the data of the entire platform and the entire system. The current self-study progress is also good. I think I can learn here.
Very much knowledge.”
After thinking for a while, he added realistically: "I feel that with me here, at least everyone's data work can be reduced a lot."
…
The chief engineer's name is Zheng Yuntai. He has a very good temper and has always been gentle and personable. This time he showed off his demeanor and used his personality charm to "easily" decide on the structure of the project.
He is the chief engineer or even the person in charge of this project, but the twelve people in his direct team, including other engineers, are all called "Gong Zheng" for some reason, even omitting the keyword because it is too
It's so easy to pronounce, even Mr. Zheng himself is only sensitive to this title. After repeated use, everyone is used to it.
Even Xie Yan doesn't call him "teacher" now, he calls him "professor"... just "Gong Zheng".
To put it bluntly, it's almost like calling the maintenance man in the mechanical and electrical room at the back.
At this moment, he was so gentle: "Xiao Xie, I want to keep this matter simple. I thought the project was approved. At least I, Zheng Yuntai, can control the direction-"
However, after getting to this point, several group leaders negotiated many times and finally decided to change the situation rather than the medicine, overturning the idea that was finally persuaded by Zheng Gong at the beginning.
"Fuck you." Zheng Gong said these four words gracefully, and Xie Yan was able to listen to them without changing his expression:
"A bunch of idiots." I think Mr. Zheng was a little tired from the debate during this period. At this moment, he reached out and pulled out a few hairs, with obvious distress in his eyes: "A bunch of old stubborns, still want to use the old system? What can be dug out of the old system?
Gold is coming? You open your mouth to talk about what happened back then, but you also think that the money was burned too much - I was not mature enough back then! Besides, what was the penetration rate of computers back then? What is the penetration rate of mobile phones now?"
"The more money, the more money... I can send them to a spaceship to travel in space without money. Do they dare?"
"When we started developing the system, NASA still used the one provided by IBM. Now it's a shabby thing that no one likes!"
"Look at that novel, your girlfriend, a writer, a little girl can imagine the future of mobile phones, but they are still crazy about the old system - this is what mobile phones are like now, look back and make new ones
Materials appear, new network models appear, and new designs appear. Every piece of data is designed for the present. How can an old system that cannot be changed still survive?"
"Sand Dollar, by then the entire group, including all the companies it cooperates with, will use this system. The turtle shell will be covered with stones. Even if you want to make a temporary comeback, you won't be able to turn it over. It's not a dead end!"
After thinking about it, feeling sorry for his fallen hair, and his unsteady stance that made him use nonsense words every day to persuade the stupid person in charge, Zheng Gong added another sentence bitterly:
“I don’t know how I will die by then!”
Obviously he was also very angry.
…
When Zheng Gong mentioned Ding Wei, Xie Yan also fell silent.
In fact, he also thought Weiwei's fantasy was beautiful.
As a student of the Institute of Technology and Information Technology who is constantly learning, he has a natural affinity for new models that he can come up with.
Moreover, he had long realized that something was wrong - the big data provided by the architecture at first was no problem, but as the details were filled in little by little through tests, the data became more and more similar to the first version, and the degree of overlap became higher and higher.
The frequency is also getting higher and higher.
It seems that besides memorizing data, he doesn't learn anything every day.
And sometimes, only data can't lie.
However, Xie Yan was only a junior in college now, and it was already an amazing experience to be brought here for an internship without exception. He noticed that the data was not right, but in the end he could only follow the arrangements.
At this time, Zheng Gong looked at him, looking at this young and tolerant young man. Suddenly, for a moment, an idea came out of his mind, rushing back and forth crazily.
There was an impatience that made him open his mouth and ask:
"Xiao Xie, if you don't want to go back to school... how about we quit and do it ourselves?"
