[Prevention does cause inconvenience to some brothers. Fatty wants to say that they have passed methods to reduce this convenience. Isn’t this a fairness? It can also urge the fatty to update and be more diligent. You are all asleep, and I am still lying in front of the computer.]

...

Boys dormitory.

Wang Cong was playing computers with his hands like an enclave, and he was writing and drawing on paper on the side from time to time. He was developing the third generation of Yinba system, which probably had a little framework.

After solving an architectural logic, he was very excited and quickly sent a message to Senior Liu Chen, "Senior, what is the name of the system we developed?"

"Longba System 1.0."

“bà.”

The three boys in the same dormitory next to them were doing their homework seriously. Wang Cong's exercise set was placed in the middle. Several people stood up from time to time and looked at it for a while. After watching, they all made a clear sound, nodded spontaneously, and went back to continue writing.

Until ten o'clock, all three of them finished the exercise book and completely digested it. This is the terrible thing about academic masters. In a very short time, the maximum progress was not to copy the answer, but to think repeatedly.

"My Master Cong, it's so awesome. My math is indeed a scumbag."

"The difference between me and Cong Ye is probably the gap between men and women." Another pretended to be a poet and smiled.

Wang Cong was programming and laughed and scolded: "How big is the insertion distance?"

These points are tacitly understood and both of them understand each other.

"Then let me analyze it for you. The distance between a man and a woman must be a negative distance. Strictly speaking, it is the negative number of your second brother's length. For example, the distance between Cong Ye and a woman is -20m. The distance between Hua Ping and a woman is about -8m, and the difference between him and Cong Ye is 12m..."

Funny. There is a guy named Hua Ping in Wang Cong's dormitory. His name has been ridiculed a lot. I guess my parents forgot to connect their surnames and names together when they named them.

Hua Ping said angrily: "Fuck, where can I stop -8m, and your thinking is too impure. The interval between insertion and interval, as the name suggests, is there only one data?"

"Oh. I've explained the distance between men and women, not men and men."

"Narrow, is there only one gap between men and women? Don't tell me that I have never read the last novel "lady-chatterleys-lover" by British writer Lawrence. There is a very famous saying in it, don't tell me that you didn't memorize it, peret-en-have three-holes..."

Well, if no one interrupts this group of boring guys, this topic will probably be... yes. It continues until you go to bed, and you will talk about the definition of distance in "Euclidian Geometry", or the shortest distance uncertainty in "Non-Euclidian Geometry", parking to do - Aifenglinwan and other misunderstandings. Discussions on various sub-situations of mitochondrial energy transfer of cavernosol stress in biological cell structures, as well as classic English original books, etc.

Fully show the horror of divergent thinking.

To a certain extent, the top students who are very good at studying are all boring or slutty.

Wang Cong was on a key logic point in programming and waved his hand and said, "Brothers. I'm programming, can I be quieter? Otherwise, I won't have homework in the future."

This has been upgraded to Cong Ye, and of course he has weight in his words.

"Ah, Cong Ye is programming, let's discuss it together."

"There is a logic of interrupting jumps, I haven't figured it out very well..."

Immediately change the topic. Although Wang Cong and others are students of the Electrical Academy, they have another identity, ACM class, which is also very famous in Jianghai University. They are all kinds of programming weird classes. After special training, they participate in the ACM competition and have very strong programming skills.

Until the lights are turned off and the power is off.

Hua Ping asked, "Mr. Cong, why are you so awesome in mathematics? Did you finish all the books during the summer vacation? Teacher Xu is enough. The first homework has been covered with the curves, so how could you do it?"

Wang Cong said: "I've been playing the system all summer vacation, so I don't have time to read books. So I previewed it in advance. The reason why I can solve these questions is because of the guidance of experts, which is very powerful."

"How powerful?"

“How big is the difference with us?”

"Is this still a human?"

"The gap should be very large." Wang Cong said seriously, and then laughed out loud. "This is probably the most awesome god I have ever met. No matter what questions I ask, he can downplay it. He pointed out the point that confused me with blood. This feeling is like..."

All three guys listened curiously.

Wang Cong deliberately paused for a while and said in a literary style: "Just like you are boiling eggs, when 100 degrees Celsius, part of the water will vaporize, covering our eyes, and suddenly the fog dissipates and the eggs are cooked."

"Can I speak it easily?"

"Simply put, you are watching Teacher Cang, right? It's big and big, but the key parts are covered, which makes you confused. Suddenly, someone waved his hand in front of you, and the small grid disappeared, and the eyes suddenly became clear, high definition, ****..."

"Cao, why is this difficult? I have written three algorithm programs to remove small grids, so-easy."

"Don't make trouble. Cong Ye is an example of the great god's guiding role in him, just like Teacher Cang's enlightenment education."

"Oh, Cong Ye, in fact, in addition to Teacher Cang, there are many teachers. You can also try to appreciate it, and maybe you can find a wider sky."

Wang Cong directly ignored these guys who deliberately made trouble.

"Please know the great god."

"Please give me some advice."

"Please let me meet and tell me how to remove the small grid of my life."

Wang Congwei said: "Tang Xiao and I accidentally met this senior. He was very busy. We both were embarrassed to disturb you. Maybe we would meet you."

The three of them continued to beg, but Wang Cong had no choice but to agree to say something.

...

Liu Chen was lying on the bed with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were cracked to his ears. Ling'er took the initiative to send him a bedtime text message. After thinking for a while, he replied to a past. He suddenly received two messages and took them over and took them excitedly. Wang Cong and Tang Xiao had made an appointment, and sent them at the same time. The content was almost the same. The sisters (buds) in the same dormitory wanted to meet the seniors, can they?

I just failed to see the expectations, so I didn’t feel good about it, so I just refused.

The phone rang suddenly, and the number was strange, but Liu Chen still answered it, "Liu Chenjun..."

What a charming voice, it makes people feel soft and soft.

Liu Chen suddenly remembered the woman with great negotiation skills. She was not very good at speaking in the dormitory. She got up and went into the stairwell. Then she smiled and said, "Miss Moritian, don't be fine."

"Liu Chenjun, please call me Xuezi."

"Miss Xuezi, call me at midnight, what's the matter?"

"Oh, sorry, Liu Chenjun, I forgot the jet lag with you. I'm very sorry, but I'm really excited and can't help calling you. Please forgive me."
Chapter completed!