We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 84 The Return

The night sky in the northern hemisphere is a bit lonely in late autumn, only the autumn quadrilateral is above the head, and the Beiluo Gate is on the southern horizon. As the temperature drops, the stars seem to become dim and desolate. The teacher once taught Banxia to recognize those famous constellations. Andromeda and Pegasus together form an autumn quadrilateral. The north gate is in the autumn and the southern sky triangle. I can’t remember or find it for a long time. They are not like summer. The night air in midsummer is clear and bright, and the eyes seem to be able to Seeing infinite distance, the famous summer triangle is shining above your head, there is also a meteor shower in summer, and the Perseid meteor shower in August. It is one of the largest meteor showers in the year. The teacher said that there are no fireworks in this era. But suitable for watching meteors.

  "Have you seen fireworks?" Banxia asked.

   "I have seen it." Bai Yang replied, "Who hasn't seen the fireworks?"

  "Have you seen a meteor?" Banxia asked again.

   "No." Bai Yang hummed, "Just our light pollution, the stars are invisible, and there are also meteors."

The French sycamore turned yellow in the mountains and plains. The girl put on long sleeves and trousers. This is the nineteenth autumn she has experienced. In the midsummer of the day, she carried her bag and bow and arrows, pushed her bicycle, and passed through the wide Zhongshan Gate. On the street, withered leaves fell on top of the head.

  Whether there are people or no one, the leaves still fall down year after year.

  In response to the problems encountered by Banxia, ​​Bai Zhen and Wang Ning made an emergency review again, and the next day they brought Huawei experts to a video conference. Anyway, for the latter, weekends were also working hours.

  Comrade experts thought for a while and said don’t worry, I’ll write a document for you.

  Half an hour later, he sent the document. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning stayed together for a long time and decided to ask the other party for an explanation document.

   After half an hour, the documentation was sent over. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning got together and looked at it for a long time, and decided to ask the other party for a documentation for the documentation.

After twenty years, they could not communicate with BG4MSR face-to-face, and lost the most effective means of communication. Any small problem can become an obstacle that cannot be overcome, let alone the other party is still a little white who knows nothing, this is simply I was teaching a monkey to use a typewriter and want it to type the complete works of Shakespeare. Both Lao Bai and Dad were tossed to the point of exhaustion, and Pinellia also tossed to the point of exhaustion, but everyone knows that this is very important, and this is a task that must be completed.

  By twelve o'clock on Sunday evening, Bai Yang could not remember how many times he had failed. There were so many problems like a ball of yarn, he was almost impatient, and the other party was still clenching his teeth and insisting.

  "Pick up a hammer and smash all these things! Smash it!" Bai Yang said, "The sledgehammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty! One hammer relieves thousands of sorrows!"

   "Xiao Yang, you can't give up on yourself. Perseverance is victory." Wang Ning shouted in the living room, "please calm the girl's emotions! Stabilize her and don't give up all your efforts."

   "She hasn't collapsed yet, I'll collapse first!" Bai Yang shouted, "Who invented the C language? If our system fails to run successfully, he is the culprit of the destruction of the world! The sinner of all mankind!"

   "Use assembly language to toss you to death." Wang Ning said, "How is the situation on the BG4MSR side?"

   "Slightly manic." Bai Yang replied, "I was scratching the wall with my nails."

   "Hold her! Hold her emotions! Tell her that if you hold on, victory is in sight!" Wang Ning said, "You can't fall on the last step to victory!"

   "Yes! Persistence is victory!" Dad continued, "After success, she can see anything she wants!"

   "Xiao Yang, after you tell her that you are successful, show her whatever she wants! You can take any pictures!" Wang Ning said, "Taking your nakedness..."

"Snapped!"

  This is the sound of Dad shooting "C#: From Beginner to Enchanting" on Lao Wang's face.

   "Pop!"

  This is the sound of my mother filming "C#: From Beginner to Enchanting" on the faces of Lao and Lao Wang.

   "Pop, papa!"

  This is the sound of Bai Yang applauding.

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  "Private……int[]Filter_10Khz……(int[]Data)."

  "StatusChart1.Value=re10(i);"

  Banxia typed fast on the keyboard, her fingers were madly pressing Enter. At this moment, she seemed to be a good computer press enter. No one in the world press Enter faster than her.

  The monkey programming level on Zhongshanmen Street may be higher than her, but the speed of pressing Enter is definitely not as fast as her.

"start up!"

  The girl simply hit the enter key neatly.

  Report an error.

"start up!"

  Report an error.

"start up!"

  Report an error.

The failures for several days caused the indestructible Huawei communications expert to collapse. From Saturday to Wednesday, Bai Zhen Wang Ning asked him every day for documentation, documentation for documentation, documentation for documentation for documentation, and at last Expert comrades say sorry, brother, I can’t keep up this time, I recommend a big guy, you find him, so he resolutely pushed his colleague into the fire pit-Bai Zhen and Wang Ning are as evil as the tiger sees the lamb Pounced like that.

Bai Yang can't remember how many times he failed all the way, Banxia can remember clearly, if it starts from 10:40 on Sunday evening, until 12:30 this evening, four nights, a total of 30 failures. three times.

Every time a failure enters the inspection link, from the hardware to the software, one by one confirmation, the girl’s patience and confidence are taken away little by little, and what is left is inertia. Faced with the error reported on the display, she rolls all over. Scratching walls everywhere, sitting back and typing on the keyboard honestly after venting, after many days of continuous failure, in the concept of Banxia, ​​programming is no longer a kind of technical work, but praying to the sky and taking luck. Before the code, you should burn incense and bathe. It is best to kill chickens and goats to sacrifice to the computer, chant mantras, and pray for the **** of programming to let yourself go a lot.

"The emperor is up, the computer is down, the **** of programming, please listen to my prayers." Banxia stood upright in the room, washed his hands and face, his face was serious, serious, his eyes closed and his hands clasped together, "I am here in Banxia. You pray, I hope you can bless my code to run successfully without making mistakes, and I will always remember your compassion. Teacher, if you are alive in the sky, please find the **** of programming. If it refuses to be merciful, please help It is merciful, Amen, Anlahu Akbar, Amitabha, Immeasurable Heaven."

   "A bow--!"

  Banxia bowed to the monitor and motherboard on the table.

   "Two bows--!"

  Banxia bowed again to the monitor and motherboard on the table.

   "Three bows--!"

  Banxia bowed to the monitor and motherboard on the table last.

   Then she walked to the table step by step, sat down righteously, holding her breath, slowly raising her hands, moving meticulously, and then slowly hitting the Enter key.

  After a few seconds of silence, a huge cheer erupted from Bai Yang's earphones.

  "Success! Success! Success! Success! Success! Success! Success! Success!

   succeeded.

  Bai Zhen and Wang Ning in the living room suddenly stood up, very excited.

  "How did she do it?" Bai Zhen asked, "How did she do it?"

   "She said she found the trick." Bai Yang replied.

   "What's the trick?"

   Bai Yang hesitated, "Before running, you should pray and chant three bows."

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Banxia believes that she has mastered the key to programming, that is, she must first pray to the **** of programming, and then bow to the computer three times, so in the next software transmission process, every further step, she must first pray and bow in the room. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning felt toothache about her behavior, but they couldn't say that they were wrong. After all, it is nothing new for Internet companies to ask masters to open up their servers.

  After all the software has been transmitted, the hyperspace image transmission system has been set up, and it is already half past one in the morning.

  Everyone decided to conduct the formal test tomorrow night, and it happened that Bai Yang had time to go out to take pictures the next day.

   "That's right, Confucius Temple, Xinjiekou, and Qinhuai River, none of them can't be less!" Banxia sighed and was very happy.

  "There are not many of them. I will spend a whole day taking pictures of you tomorrow!" Bai Yang said, "You can take pictures of what you want to see! Let you take a good look at the world."

   Bai Yang got up early the next day, earlier than usual. When he walked out of the bedroom with a yawn, the old man was sitting in the living room watching TV, CCTV13 news channel "Chao Wen Tian Xia".

  "At 14:35 yesterday afternoon, Taiyuan Satellite Launch Center successfully launched a Long March 6 carrier rocket..."

  Bai Yang looked at the TV twice, and sat down on a chair. Dad was sitting across the table, drinking soy milk, "How are you going to take pictures today?"

  "A batch of photos will be taken in the morning, at night, and at night to show the scenery of Nanjing City in all directions, 24/7 and full perspective." Bai Yang said, "How?"

   "Yes, it’s a good shot, but you represent the human world."

  So when Bai Yang went to school in the morning, he made a deliberate detour and rode his bicycle between the small roads. He felt that taking pictures should not only take pictures of tourist attractions. Isn’t city life also a good subject? Bai Yang feels a little proud of what he thinks-I really can't tell, Bai Yang, you still have some talent as a photographer and artist! So he photographed the office workers on the road, the early stalls lined up, and the students who went to school like him.

At noon, he called He Leqin and Yan Zhihan, and the three wandered all the way to Xinjiekou, Confucius Temple, and Xuanwu Lake. Along the way, he held up his mobile phone and took pictures of buildings, pedestrians, and buses. He Dashao and Yan brothers took photos of them. The behavior expresses curiosity. How does Little White Sheep look like an outsider today? What's good about this? I haven't walked this way a thousand times, but also eight hundred times, and I know how to walk with my eyes closed.

  Bai Yang did not explain, just press the shutter.

  Brother Yan pulled He Dashao aside and secretly asked Little Aries if he would be online dating, right? Is this taking a picture of your girlfriend?

  He Dashao said how do I know.

  At the end of the day, Bai Yang is full of harvest, and there are hundreds of photos in the phone, just waiting to be sent to BG4MXH.

The variable    is unexpected.

  It should be said that everything is unexpected.

  At 10:30 in the evening, Bai Yang excitedly climbed to the eighth floor, took out the key and opened the door, "I'm back--"

  His voice stopped abruptly.

The living room was full of people. The moment Bai Yang opened the door, everyone in the living room turned their heads. Bai Yang saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance, wearing a black long-sleeved sweater and jeans, wearing a tortoiseshell frame. Glasses, dusty, thin body, a little haggard-he is familiar with that face, old classmate and old friend of my father, associate professor of physics at Nanjing University, Zhao, who has been without a word for many days. Bowen, he is finally back.

  (End of this chapter)