Dogecoin Xie Yan just finished working on the project in hand and sneezed twice.
He rubbed his forehead, thinking that maybe he was too aggressive yesterday.
However, good opportunities are fleeting. His recent article "The Development Direction of Mobile Phones in the Next Ten Years" was seen by a professor from the Institute of Information Technology, who admired it very much. The two even had unified opinions on many aspects during their communication.
Professor Chen Weiqing was also invited to participate in a newly established R&D center. They were about to launch a project to develop a new mobile phone, but the general direction was currently undecided. Professor Chen was very optimistic about Xie Yan's ideas and actively invited Xie Yan to join the team, striving to achieve success in the 12th year.
Months ago, I convinced the leadership of the R&D center and successfully established the project.
To be honest, when Xie Yan first started writing his thesis, he just felt that the timeliness of information was important, but a mobile phone that people carry with them should do more than just feed back information.
From landline phones, fax machines, mobile phones, BB machines, to PHS, today's various mobile phones... From being able to send messages and make phone calls, to being able to surf the Internet, load pictures, and have music, this is the future.
The development trend of mobile phones.
This idea came to him after he took the bus with Ding Wei last time and a few girls complained about it when they couldn't open a celebrity photo for a long time.
He remembered that Ding Wei sighed at that time: "The high-definition and large pictures of Xiao Xianrou can't be loaded, let alone the quality of sending... Alas, Xiao Bailong was born at the wrong time. In ten years, the stills will be used as a screen poster. What's going on?
It can also become popular.”
This was just a complaint made by a few girls. Xie Yan was so nervous at the time that he naturally heard it.
He heard some of these words and only half-understood them, but he could more or less guess what they meant. It was also at that time that he realized that mobile phones should not be limited to now.
Because people's pursuit of it never stops.
…
Because of this, he had that paper, and then he was invited by Professor Chen to join the project team as a student. Of course, this was not something that could be done with just one paper. He had to prepare a lot more -
But Xie Yan didn't want to give up this opportunity, so he stayed up late every day during this period.
But, it's worth it.
Just now, an email from Professor Chen came, saying that they will join the group on November 7th.
The next thing Xie Yan needs to do is negotiate with the department about the curriculum.
He leaned back on the chair and relaxed, feeling exhausted all over.
But after all, the young man, after only five minutes of rest, he regained his energy. Now he stretched his waist and said, "It's done. Let's go out to dinner tomorrow night. I'll treat you."
"Damn it, are you really done? (ノ゜?゜)ノ?"
Zheng Minghe, who had short curly hair that looked like a dog chewing on uneven hair, dropped the instant noodles in his hand and chewed on uneven noodles like a dog, and was pleasantly surprised: "I want to have a good meal at noon! Meat! Big meat!"
Wu Jiawei was cleaning the windows and nodded when he heard this: "Well, let's go to a cleaner store."
——He sleeps on the side by the window, and has to clean the window every day to be happy. He has lived in the dormitory for two or three years, and the window is so spotless that it shocks the people who come to check the hygiene every time:
"Did you replace this window with a new one at your own expense?"
Jiang Yifan also rushed out of the bathroom, holding a comb in one hand, and said excitedly: "What to eat!"
For boys who have never been through the growing stage, eating is definitely the most important life event.
Xie Yan nodded: "Okay, you can do whatever you want."
Then he stared at Zheng Minghe: "It's only the beginning of the month, why are you eating instant noodles again?"
Zheng Minghe sighed, and then shook the new mobile phone in his hand triumphantly: "Look, it's all because of this little baby that I have to eat chaffy vegetables..."
Xie Yan frowned: "Do you have enough living expenses?"
"It wasn't enough originally." Zheng Minghe sighed: "Next door Chen Shuo bought a second-hand mobile phone of a school girl at the school gate. It was still unopened. It was discounted at 20% off the market price. Then he raised enough money to get it. The girl
It’s my friend’s birthday... I have no choice but to transfer my phone.”
Zheng Minghe looked at the small and domineering Motorola in his hand, and he was willing to eat the braised vegetables: "I got it for 1580, it's a good deal!"
Xie Yan also nodded: "This price is fine."
Zheng Minghe's previous cell phone could only make calls and send messages. He had wanted to change it for a long time and had saved up 1,500 yuan. Who knew that the new cell phone would be stuck at this critical point and would be even higher quality.
Accordingly, we need to save some money on food.
Zheng Minghe couldn't help but drool a little as he thought about the lunch. He stared at Xie Yan and suddenly chuckled: "Old Xie, for lunch... do you want to invite the junior sister from last time?"
After all, junior sister is bold and beautiful, if Lao Xie kicks herself under the table after looking at her for a few more times - this must be something fun!
That's right. Although she is a habitual confessor, the girl also said that she only wants to fall in love. Isn't it good to just talk╮(﹀＿﹀)╭
I don’t know why Lao Xie refused.
That's why Zheng Minghe asked.
…
Xie Yan lowered his eyelashes.
He suddenly remembered that the last time he sent a friend request, he was notified to prepare for employment. This week, he didn't say a word to the other party!!!
Straight men feel bad inside.
He quickly opened QQ.
However, in the dialog box, there was still only a system message that his friend application was approved.
Others - nothing.
I don’t know why, but I feel so sour in my heart.
He endured it again and again, while behind him Zheng Minghe was still thinking to himself: "Hey, why didn't Junior Sister add me? Otherwise, I could just ask..."
Xie Yan couldn't hold back and moved his fingers: "Ding Wei, we will have dinner at noon tomorrow. Do you want to come with us?"
After waiting for two minutes, there was still no reply, and he was a little restless again - was the invitation too abrupt?
Or, Ding Wei doesn’t know who she is? Has she forgotten?
Xie Yan thought about it and couldn't help but add one more sentence:
"I remember last time you said you wanted to ask some professional questions?"
Two minutes later.
Still no message reply.
Xie Yan looked at the time: eleven o'clock at night.
He took a deep breath: "I must have fallen asleep..."
However, the finger was unwilling to give in and sent another message: "I'm Xie Yan. We had dinner together last time."
…
At this moment, Ding Wei, wearing new anti-blue light glasses, was sitting on the blocked bed, staring at the screen, and her fingers continued to click on the keyboard.
My body feels comfortable and my mind feels faster. The massage skills at this club are great! The price is worth it!
If this continues, she will be one book further away from her house, so she must work hard and keep going until twelve o'clock tonight!
No, no, you have to take care of your body! The body is the capital of revolution.
But this plot is only half written. If I stop like this, will I not be able to remember it tomorrow?
