Reborn in 2011, 985 missing from two copies

"A quad-core A57 is not enough, we need a quad-core A57 + a quad-core A53!"

Lin Chao recalled a top-secret document that he had accidentally seen in front of the shredder.

It was the research and development architecture of Kunpeng 906, but it was called 900S at that time.

At Xingyi Semiconductor, a top student like Lin Chao is just a marginal employee who does odd jobs and cannot join the core R&D team at all.

His annual salary is only 100,000 yuan, one-third or one-quarter of that of the core R&D staff.

Lan Yu chuckled, bent down to look at him, and carried Nangong Xiaokong on her shoulders like a sack. She ran forward for a distance at a brisk pace, and suddenly entered a dark alley.

How could such a typical Han Chinese, a descendant of an aristocratic family, a Jinshi, two-time imperial censor, and a third-rank official, be a Khitan? Tai Shi Kun was very puzzled.

"Okay, everyone, please continue the talks. Lord Kazekage, please continue, we are all ears." Mifune looked at Gaara and said.

The starry sky is extremely bright, and the numerous stars in the sky seem to be able to cleanse people's souls. He likes gazing into the distant sky more and more. The vast universe is both familiar and strange.

"We have to find something for us to do. We can't just sit here and wait for the alien invasion." Wavering his hand, Thunderbolt spoke.

I didn't even look at the blood on the ground. I barely supported myself and walked out of the corner. No one would pay attention to a person who came out of the corner wearing patched clothes and looked like a sick ghost. Even if they saw him, they would not pay any attention to him.

When Yun Zheng was inspecting the platform, General Gui Nu was also inspecting the same area with his men. The two sides passed by each other and no one wanted to disturb each other, but when Yun Zheng and General Gui Nu looked at each other, they found that they wanted to kill each other.

These young men all have childish faces, but their eyes appear very determined. They march in the team to the beat of the drums without looking away.

Jiang Wei knew the principle of "not letting others off easily when you have the upper hand", and instead of stopping his attack, he attacked even more fiercely. The following stream of flowing swords made Fang Yihan retreat step by step.

——This sentence is not an apology. It means: Since you didn’t explain, it’s not unfair for me to slap you.

But this time Song Xiaowei was not as docile as before. Instead, she turned her face away and snorted softly.

But Madam Shang was in a state of confusion. Apart from Lin Qingwan, she couldn't think of anyone else who could help her.

But now it is the end of February in the first year of Yongtai. The Jie tribe should be ruled by the Xianbei at this time, and should be on the brink of survival just like the Di tribe.

There was silence in the audience, but there was excitement on the Tiancheng University of Technology's bench.

So he held his head high with his chest puffed out, snorted in a complacent manner, and adjusted his clothes with joy towards the door.

The two men stopped their Qinggong and slowed down their pace, but they couldn't believe what they saw in the distance. The scene of mountains collapsing and earth-shattering fighting that they saw when they left was no longer there. All they saw was a desolate scene, with the occasional cries of crows.

Nangong Lingtian narrowed his eyes, his pupils became stern, his hands in his trouser pockets slowly clenched, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. What did he mean by this?

Mu Yu was amused by these words, but she still felt bad for the five million. Although Xin Yihan was rich, his money was hard earned and did not fall from the sky.

In the past, she had a fairy maid to help her comb her hair, but now there is no fairy maid at home, let alone a servant.

He knew that she couldn't drink spiritual wine, but she could sleep for several days after drinking a glass of the peach blossom wine she brewed herself.

The broken silver went straight into Pauling's side, and with a streak of blood, it came out from the other side, flew several feet and fell to the ground.

"Didn't I tell you to take good care of it?" Li Mu picked up the parrot with dissatisfaction, put it on his shoulder, and then glared at Zhang Ning who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa.