C Language Cultivation

Hold the pointer, he took the video-after all, the pointer is the main purpose of their video, although in the past few days, it only showed a little face, meowed Dongjun a few times, and then Lin Xun and Dongjun began Embarrassment.

——It’s awkward to talk, but it’s not too awkward. If you talk about professional issues, you can chat for a long time without knowing it.

But not today, something happened today.

The video is connected. Today’s Dongjun is wearing a silver silk shirt, a slightly gorgeous style, a crystal clear cufflinks, the material is not visible, there is a kind of classic elegance.

Lin Xun held the pointer’s paw and waved at him.

Dongjun smiled lightly.

He seemed to see the furnishings in the room through the camera: “Are you out?”

“Hmm.” Lin Xun turned sideways slightly, so that Dong Jun could see the furnishings in the room and the neatly arranged pointers in the corner.

He explained: “The house I lived in when I was a kid… well, the opposite is the computer I used to use, which is not very useful now.”

Dongjun seems to take it seriously: “It’s beautiful.”

Lin Xun: “When I was a kid, my grandfather taught me to program on this computer and used C.”

He smiled and continued: “But I liked math a little bit more at that time. My sister didn’t like this kind of thing at all. In the end, no one was like Grandpa. He is a very powerful engineer.”

Dongjun: “You are very powerful now.”

“Maybe.” Lin Xun: “Today, they all said that I have only a good look.”

Dongjun: “If you are not happy, I will remove it.”

Lin Xun: “So you can really withdraw at will.”

Dongjun didn’t speak, but smiled slightly.

“Well…” Lin Xun hugged the pointer: “Then I can understand that you have to use me to come out indirectly? Do you think the wife fans have caused you trouble?”

Dongjun crossed his fingers slowly and placed them on a wooden tabletop: “If you have to understand this way…”

Lin Xun: “It’s hard for me to have another understanding.”

Dongjun: “Then you really seem to be a kid.”

Lin Xun: “…”

There are other speculations, but he didn’t dare to ask him with ten guts. If he guesses wrong, he may be embarrassed that he can’t talk to Dongjun in his life.

“I’m an adult,” he thought for a while, and said: “Of course, the male **** has his reason.”

Dong Jun: “You seem to have your own coping style when you encounter problems.”

Lin Xun rolled his eyes evasively, feeling that he was being pressed by Dongjun step by step.

But Dongjun did not continue this topic.

He said lightly: “There is a change in the itinerary. I will probably come back early.”

Lin Xun: “How many days ahead?”

Dongjun: “Probably the day after tomorrow.”

“It’s hard,” Lin Xun said. “Well… I’ll be at home tomorrow afternoon and the day after tomorrow. You can pick up the pointer, or I will send the pointer back.”

When the pointer heard his name, he was lying lazily on Lin Xun’s lap. At this time, he raised his head and looked at Lin Xun, softly “meowing”.

Lin Xun looked at his eyes and felt very reluctant.

Dongjun: “You get along very well.”

Lin Xun rubbed the pointer’s head: “It’s character should get along well with anyone.”

Dongjun: “Actually not.”

Lin Xun: “Huh?”

Dong Jun: “It scratched Ruan Zhi, and some others.”

Lin Xun was a little stunned and looked down at the kitten.

——The kitten is intently stepping on him, without any attack.

Lin Xun: “Then I am honored?”

Dongjun smiled: “Maybe I still need you to take care of it occasionally.”

Lin Xun: “Of course.”

The topic is over. After some irresponsible conversation, the communication hangs up.

Lin Xun gently sighed, turned off the computer, and placed the pointer in front of him.

He seriously pointed to the pointer: “Baby, I’m a little scared, really.”

The pointer “meowed” and seemed to be unclear.

Lin Xun: “Have your Dongjun ever been in love?”

The pointer tilted his head: “Meow?”

Lin Xun: “He seems to be very skilled in raising canaries.”

The pointer continues to meow innocently.

“But,” he frowned slightly: “Why?”

Pointer: “Meow.”

Lin Xun: “…Forget it, I don’t talk to the little liar.”

He closed the little liar in the bedroom and went to the study next door.

Part of the bookshelf is Lin Ting’s pictures and favorite literary works, and a larger part is technical.

He picked a few books explaining the bottom of the computer, hugged him in his arms, and planned to go back.

A yellowed note paper fell from a Linux textbook.

Lin Xun put the book down and leaned over to pick it up.

Slim white sticky notes should be used as bookmarks or to mark important content. A word with a similar name was written with a black pen, but separated by punctuation.

Co·Lin

The font is very beautiful and smooth.

what is this? Lin Xun frowned.

He doesn’t know what Co is, but Lin is Lin-grandpa’s old thing? But the old man does not use this kind of sticky note paper, which is something that middle school students only like, and the handwriting of the grandfather is not like this.

Co…

Code?

Im code?

Lin Xun: “?”

There is only Lin algorithm in the world, what is Lin code?

Moreover, Lin Xun determined that he had not read this book.

He put it back, but remembered this matter in his mind-he prides himself on knowing all the details of this study, but there was an accident today.

Hugging the book back to the room, after appeasing the pointer that was slightly angry because he was locked in the room, he lay back on his bed.

The bed and quilt are soft and not the size of a single bed. A touch of sunshine and wood fragrance seemed to haunt the surroundings, just as in childhood memories.

He thought he would be difficult to fall asleep because of his heavy heart, but in fact, in this familiar and reassuring taste, he almost fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The dream was still in this room. He was doing math competitions. There were bird calls in the pomegranate tree downstairs, and a quiet piano melody came from the neighbor’s house opposite.

He solved the indefinite equation for half a day, and finally got a “no solution”.

The dream was short, Lin Xun was awakened by a bird cry.

The usual day started again. He ate breakfast prepared by his sister, greeted the old neighbor, and finally cut the pruning of the pomegranate tree-the pointer performed the tree and was stuck by the branch during this time.

After finishing what they should do, they drove back to the capital.

It’s just that after just one day left, the black clouds piled up over the city are twice as heavy.

Lin Ting: “It’s going to rain.”

Lin Xun: “Maybe.”

He thought about it: “Hurry back to school.”

Lin Ting: “Can’t stay for a few days.

Lin Xun: “Well.”

He knew that the black cloud layer was not an ordinary dark cloud, but a magic energy.

Every day in the group of “Birth in love with one another” group summarizes the situation of the monsters that appear today. The situation is getting more and more serious, and more and more disciples of Immortal Cultivation have also left the sect and came to the Imperial Capital for support-according to the mutual praise of the seniors in the group There are hundreds of monsters killed by Master Huo alone.

Without talking, Xiaojieda drove slowly downstairs.

At the door of the unit building, there is a two-faced old lady in floral clothes, holding a 7- or 8-year-old boy, who is looking at the corridor.

Lin Xun got out of the car and was caught by them.

“Boy,” the old lady said loudly, “Do you know where Lao Huo lives?”

Huo Lao Chinese medicine?

Lin Xun knew very well.

He: “Are you looking for him?”

The old lady: “It’s not! I heard my old sister say that an old Chinese doctor Huo has recently appeared in Chaoyang Community, which is very effective in treating epilepsy and horns!”

Lin Xun: “.”

Huo TCM treats epilepsy?

No, he will only stun him physically, and then lie about treating your madness.

Lin Xun: “Huo TCM does not cure epilepsy, you have to look at the brain, I suggest going to the Temple of Heaven.”

“You need an operation when you go! Let me say, it’s still Chinese medicine–” She said, showing Lin Xun the little boy in his hand: “A good baby, now trembling every night, talking nonsense, not during the day Spirit, I have to see Huo TCM.”

“This is going to be checked with medical instruments. Auntie, you have to believe Ke…”

Lin Xun was talking, and his mind suddenly sounded a mechanical sound.

“Trigger the side quest “Midnight Whisper”. Task description: At twelve in the evening, another person will live in his mind. Task reward: Spirit Power 20, Chaos Chest x1.”

Lin Xun said, no longer persuading the old lady to believe in science.

Sorry, I forgot, this is an unscientific world.