An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 260 Even Brother Xiang Cried

Seeing this line of news from senior sister, Hao Yun felt happy, and typed a reply with a smile.

[Not bad, not bad, I sing half of the charm. 】

Before waiting for two seconds, a message came back from the opposite side.

[What, is it only half of it? (#￣～￣#)]

Huh?

Isn't this rating high enough?

Hao Yun was taken aback for a moment, but quickly and wittily changed his words and typed.

【Actually, what I mean is that although I only sang half of my Shen Yun, the other half of Shen Yun was not even sung by me. All in all, each has its own merits! Worth encouraging! 】

This time there was a little silence on the other side.

After a few seconds, a message came back.

【Hmph, you are the only one who can talk. 】

Seeing this line of news, Hao Yun smiled knowingly, put the phone aside, and continued to scan the reference materials in his hand.

Brushing the scarf before was just to relax for a while after being tired from studying. These days, he basically spends his days in the library previewing. He has already read seven or eight of the courses this semester.

Regardless of whether it was the previous life or this life, his learning ability is pretty good, plus this time with the help of system talent points, as long as it is a course related to programming, he can learn it not only like flying, but at least like walking on the ground. .

At least for the knowledge points at the undergraduate level, there is no such thing that you can't understand after eating for a long time.

Up to now, he has basically mastered all the knowledge points in class, and even gnawed on extracurricular content.

For example, the brain-computer interface theory I heard from Senior Brother Chen some time ago.

Although Senior Brother Chen is not familiar with this concept, it seems that there has been a new breakthrough in this area of ​​technology.

Recently, Jiangcheng University has held several lectures on this concept, and expert groups from all over the world have also held many seminars here.

For research in this frontier field, the academia usually has a much sharper sense of smell than the industry.

Hao Yun felt that if there were no major discoveries, it would be too much fanfare.

If the brain-computer interface technology really makes a breakthrough, not to mention what field the technology will be used in the first place, or what industry it will have a major impact on, at least the game industry he is familiar with will usher in a subversive revolution.

The speed of scientific and technological progress in this world is much faster than that of the world before he traveled. In just a few decades, the field of civilian electronics has achieved a leap from nothing to a 5-nanometer process.

It's hard to say how long it will take for this brain-computer interface technology to be realized, but as Mr. Hao of Yunmeng Group, Hao Yun feels that it is necessary for him to understand this cutting-edge thing.

Besides, he is currently studying at Jiangcheng University, and he has a good relationship with Dean Li. He can always learn about the latest developments in the academic world. If this technology can become a reality, he will most likely be among the first to know the news people.

If such a unique advantage is not grasped properly, then I am too sorry for my alma mater and the cultivation of the system.

What Hao Yun didn't know at this moment was that just as he put the phone aside and continued to look at the documents in his hand attentively, Lin Mengmeng, who was far away in his room, was holding the phone with a blushing face, his heart beating. It's as fast as a water pump, and steam seems to come out of the ears.

what is going on?

Obviously, it's obviously a normal communication...but the heartbeat is really fast.

I feel inexplicably happy when I’m praised, feel discouraged when I don’t get the expected reply, hesitate for a long time even if I want to post an emoticon, and the words typed on the screen are always deleted, deleted, and changed...

Looking at the line of words that I typed out with all my strength on the screen of the mobile phone, feeling the inexplicable throbbing of Lin Mengmeng in my heart, a trace of confusion floated in my eyes.

……what's wrong with me.

...

I'm so torn.

There were tears running down that greasy face, and Zhang Xiang, who was sitting in front of the computer, pressed his nose with a tissue while sobbing disgustingly.

For three full days!

The total time he slept was less than five hours, and the whole process was not downloaded.

With no strategy to refer to, he fumbled for the ending by relying on his rich game experience and extraordinary game talent.

If nothing else, he should be the first anchor on the entire network to broadcast the ending live.

However……

He would rather none of this had happened.

I didn't meet that girl named Yu Xiaoxue in Yuehe Village, nor did I meet that chivalrous Yu'er in Heishan Town, and I didn't retweet any bib lottery, nor did I spend money to buy this game...

If all of this hadn't happened, he wouldn't have cried in front of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

Ten days in the sky and ten years in the ground, the Sui Dynasty was chaotic and peaceful, and now it is the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Chen Jingchou, who returned to the world, brought Xiaoxue to the master's tomb. His former companions were like countless treasures, and all kinds of scenes from the past emerged, but he forgot only one name.

Xiaoxue played the pipa, and the resentful sound of the pipa made the girl from the sheep herding family stop.

The girl said, the song is so familiar, but I don't know its name.

Chen Jingchou scratched his head and said that he had a good memory, but he only forgot the name of this song.

Xiaoxue choked up and said, Brother Chen, its name is Ruyi Yuerqu.

Zhang Xiang, who was sitting in front of the computer, was also choking up.

Not only that, he couldn't help saying I (wo) love (***** (nima) to the production team with a sincere heart.

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled by line by line.

Very rare, this time, not many people cursed Zhang Xiang, but many people typed comforting words on the public screen.

Everyone's feelings from the game are different, but the emotion is roughly the same.

For a long time, I can't calm down.

Not only Zhang Xiang, but also the audience sitting in front of the computer watching the live broadcast.

This is what is called empathy.

[This ending is too tragic...]

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow 】

[Hey, I didn't expect that even the shameless Zhang Xiang would cry like this, Ye Qingjie. 】

[What the hell I said a long time ago, don't choose Xiaoxue, don't choose Xiaoxue, Yu'er is so good, why not choose Yu'er? Zhang Xiang, who is a dog day, is a toy with a smart and wormy brain. 】

[Fuck, does it make a difference who you choose? Spicy chicken production team, I have worked so hard for dozens of hours to play the game, and you just made this ending for me? 】

【that is! There is a problem with the setting of this ending, what is it if it is not force-feeding shit? 】

[Everyone, don't worry, this is the ending. What if there is another ending besides this one? 】

[There's another fart ending! I came from Yeshen's live broadcast room next door. They also broadcast continuously for 72 hours, using the Yu'er line. The ending was just played a few minutes ago, and it's also a BE! 】

[Fuck? ! No way! 】

【Refund! Oh shit! I have played dozens of hours of games, so you just show me this? Refund on the spot if there is no happy ending! 】

Looking at the barrage that swept across the line, the fire in Zhang Xiang's heart was also ignited.

He clenched his fists, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and straightened the microphone by his mouth.

Brother Meng.

I, Zhang Xiang, seldom ask you to do things, because I also know that half of the live broadcast room is fucking black fans.

But this time I have to beg you, we have to unite and put pressure on the production team!

We contributed nearly 100 million sales, and spent dozens of hours playing the ending, but the result made me cry.

I can't accept what the fuck ended up being a tragedy!

If there is no happy ending, I will refund you!

Let's all rush to the tower!