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    No one knows what Lao Zhao, a dick, is doing at this moment.

    However, the Amateur Radio Emergency Communication Headquarters of Reversing the Future and Saving the World still sent him WeChat and emails on time to inform him of the latest situation and deliver the latest information, but the other party never replied.

    "Which is the mental hospital in Shanghai?" Bai Zhen asked, "Let's make a phone call and ask if there is a patient named Zhao Bowen who has been hospitalized recently."

    "There are too many people named Zhao Bowen in the whole country." Wang Ning unplugged the audio cable from the interface on the motherboard casually, "Where is the DHMI cable?"

    The function of the Celeron 3150 industrial control motherboard is powerful enough. Installing an XP system can allow Baizhen to realize the freedom of red alarm.

    They take the industrial control board as the core, connect it with a monitor, camera, keyboard, and radio station, and combine it to form a hyperspace camera, but it is easy to say, but it is a mess in practice.

    Bai Zhen and Wang Ning are in a mess here, so one can imagine what's going on on Ban Xia's side.

    The problem is still programming.

    The programming level of these two knives, Bai Zhen, dared to volunteer to teach the little girl to write software. He vowed that there would be no problem, and he could completely solve this small problem.  , only a very small program in the front needs to be independently written by Pinellia. This program is used to receive subsequent codes. As long as it is installed, the larger and more complex software in the future can be directly transferred.

    Bai Zhen's Ruyi Abacus was clinking, and he showed off his skills to others on his computer. The keyboard was typing smoothly, the pages were cut smoothly, and ctrl c and ctrl v were used freely, just like a top hacker.

    "Look! Look! As long as it is installed, the first step of the Long March has been taken!"

    Bai Zhen patted the laptop on the sofa, and on the screen was a shocking article written by him with years of C language skills and flexible use of copy and paste.

    "Follow-up video compression software, image processing software, signal modulation software, Adubi suite, cad suite, unity, Unreal 3, World of Warcraft and StarCraft, all can be installed with one click!"

    Bai Yang couldn't help but look at his father with admiration.

    He almost wanted to shave his eye sockets by pressing his temple chakras.

    Dad is not just an ordinary online car-hailing driver, he is also an online car-hailing driver who can copy and paste!

    Bai Zhen was full of words, but he would go to hell with bg4msr.

    "Bg4msr, let's check again, check again¡ª" Bai Yang sighed, holding the laptop in his hand, "Let's check the code again to see what went wrong, over."

    "Well, that's good, let's do it again."

    It was another late night.

    Ever since entering the programming program, Banxia and Baiyang have fallen into endless self-examination and self-examination. They don't understand why there are more than a dozen different errors in a small software of a few kilobytes - the whole software has a total of  The size is 4kb, the amount of data is 4,000 bytes. According to statistics, there are a total of 12 different errors, and an average of 330 bytes will make an error. Every time Dad fixes an old bug, two bugs will be generated at the same time.  A new bug, including but not limited to black screen, black screen, and black screen.

    The same piece of code, different bugs will appear at different times, different bugs will appear on different dates, and even different bugs will appear when the motherboard is placed in different orientations.

    Wang Ning said Xiao Yang that your father wrote a feng shui software.

    It's just right to use it to measure the direction of people's cemetery. Don't hold any compass in your hand, just hold the motherboard. Which direction has a bug and which direction is the big culprit.

    "I don't want to watch it anymore, bg4mxh, I don't want to watch it anymore, it hurts my eyes." Ban Xia rubbed her eyes, she has spent three days on this thing, reading the teacher's draft during the day, and reading the white paper at night  Shocking code, it's hard to say which one is more messy and incomprehensible.

    It's too hard for her.

    "Keep going, miss, my dad said that if he doesn't succeed tonight, he will find more professional people to help. The night before dawn is always the darkest. If you pass this test, you will surely usher in success.  , over." Bai Yang felt that he was an old fool who preached success.

    "I don't want to toss about this thing anymore, it's too difficult, too difficult, I can't learn at all" Banxia hugged her knees pitifully, squatted on the chair, with snot and tears, "I learned  Won't!"

    Bai Yang thought it over, he was tired of studying.

    Children's long-term grades are at the bottom and they can't keep up with the progress, which leads to weariness of learning.

    What should parents do in this situation?  Bai Yang's brain is spinning rapidly, what should the child do if he is tired of studying?

    Pin number retraining.

    Bah.

    Move with emotion, understand with reason, build up self-confidence, earnestly lure.

    "Miss, listen to me, this is a difficulty we must overcome. You have solved so many difficulties, are you still afraid of this? Let's try again for the last time, shall we? over."

    "Really?" The girl sniffled, "It's agreed for the last time."

    "Well, the last time, over."

    Bai Yang is also an old scumbag, I don't know how many times this is the last time, every time is the last time.

    Apparently this last time also failed¡ª

    "Cheer up, failure is the mother of success, let's strike while the iron is hot, and let the failure give birth to success, Miss! Let's do it one last time, this time we will succeed!"

    "Miss, I have found the key to the problem! Let's try again for the last time!"

    "I swear to God, the last¡ª¡ªthe last¡ª¡ªtonight!"

    "I won't do it! I won't do it!" Banxia threw herself on the bed, hugged the pillow, and buried her head in the pillow, "Brother, please forgive me, let me go, let me do whatever you want, don't  Let me stare at this code again I am in pain."

    "Miss."

    "I quit."

    "Miss."

    "I quit!"

    "Miss."

    "I quit!"

    "Do you want to see the Confucius Temple? Missy?"

    Ban Xia buried her head in the pillow, lying motionless on the bed, holding a microphone in her hand, lying on the corpse for a long time, then said sullenly: "I want to."

    "Do you want to see the Qinhuai River?"

    "think."

    "Do you want to see the shopping malls and cinemas in Xinjiekou?"

    "You know how to seduce me with these! You are the devil!" The girl got up angrily, and shouted at her hand microphone, "Bastard! Bad guy! Bad guy!"

    "If you don't establish the image transmission link, I won't be able to send the photos to you, Miss, I promise you, if you can get it done, I'll take whatever you want to see, and I'll take you  Travel all over Nanjing, okay? over." Bai Yang threatened and lured.

    "Devil! You don't want to exchange my soul for the benefits you promised!"

    "OK?"

    "Wellthat's settled." Banxia drooped her head and slowly got up, "You must remember to take a photo for me. I want Confucius Temple, Qinhuai River, and Xinjiekou!"

    "Okay, I promise you, I will definitely take pictures for you, over."

    "Then do it one last time."

    The girl sat back on the chair, took a deep breath, put all the messy hair back on her head, then patted her cheek, and said to herself: You can do it!  Pinellia!  You can do it!

    Twenty minutes later.

    "I can not do it¡­¡­"

    The girl looked at the error-reporting program, looked up to the sky and sighed, her heart was ashamed.

    She didn't understand why human beings invented this torture comparable to torture, c language, fuck your mother.

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    (The author¡¯s gossip: Today, the author traveled all day to attend the annual World Internet Conference in Wuzhen.)

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