What about the system?

"This is the introduction of the ThinkGearAM chip, which is the world's first EEG sensor developed by the American Neurosky company."

"Is this sensor related to the extraction of Mr. Gu's brain waves this time? But I still don't understand. According to the information, this chip developed by the United States is only to adjust some electronic products according to the influence of human brain waves. Show the project to achieve the humanized design of electronic products. However, no research technology has shown that human brain waves can be extracted at will...?" Su Yan analyzed.

"So, we are indeed doing a research that has never been done before." Lin Moyan sat behind his desk, crossed his fingers on the table, and looked at Su Yan seriously, "Would you like to work hard with me?" ?”

Su Yan nodded without hesitation: "I am willing."

Shame on Emma!It feels like saying "yes".

Lin Moyan's gaze instantly seemed to be wrapped in warm lake water.

"Want to know about Mr. Gu?"

Su Yan nodded. He has always been puzzled by Mr. Gu's matter. He has no idea why someone would willingly donate their brainwaves and why they have such changeable personalities.

"Then one day when the chip is finished, you will probably know." Maybe Lin Moyan didn't know it himself, but he said this with a slight emotion.

"Perhaps... Even illusory happiness can make people desperate..."

Su Yan was actually very aware that Lin Moyan's sudden confession at that time had a lot to do with Mr. Gu's affairs. In his heart, he had always been grateful to Mr. Gu who indirectly brought him happiness, so he was very curious about his experience.

But Su Yan could see that Lin Moyan didn't mean to go on, so he understandably didn't ask further.

In the office, only the sound of Lin Moyan tapping the keyboard lightly, checking the file data with Su Yan, and the sound of brushing the paper with the pen tip.

The time spent together always seemed not so long, and soon the clock reached twelve o'clock at noon.

Lin Moyan stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Su Yan who was not far away, who was frowning slightly because of checking calculations.The heater in the office was turned on a bit heavily, and some sweat was dripping slowly from Su Yan's forehead.Lin Moyan didn't bother him, quietly pushed the chair away and stood up, turned off the air conditioner, and thought that Su Yan might catch a cold when he stopped later, he took the scarf around his neck and put it on the radiator to bake. Push the radiator to a place within Su Yan's reach.Then go out and close the door quietly.

About 10 minutes later, Su Yan finally completed the complicated data calculation work.He raised his hand, rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, stretched his waist, and looked at Lin Moyan's desk, only to realize that the person sitting there had disappeared.

He looked up suspiciously, looked around, no.

The air conditioner in the room, which was so hot that it could suffocate people, had been turned off, and a small ventilation hole had been pushed open on the window. Lin Moyan's plaid scarf around his neck was hanging on the radiator to bake.

A big smile appeared on Su Yan's face, Mo Yan was so kind to him.

He quietly leaned on the chair and waited for Lin Moyan to come back.After a long time, the door was pushed open, and Lin Moyan walked in with a chill on his body, and the fragrance of sweet and sour fish wafting in together.

Su Yan opened the lunch box in surprise, and it turned out to be his favorite restaurant.

"Mo Yan, how do you know that I like the sweet and sour fish here?"

Lin Moyan rubbed his hair: "Weibo."

"Huh? You followed me? Why didn't I know?" Su Yan opened the Weibo software on his mobile phone, and the latest one was posted a few weeks ago by the idiot who was drooling in satisfaction at sweet and sour fish. According to.Su Yan was a little embarrassed to see his stupid appearance surrounded by male gods.

He clicked on the fan list, and the person at the top had no avatar, and his nickname was just a series of registration numbers. At first glance, he looked like a male god who never used social software.Click on this person's follow, follow 1, follower 0, that one is Su Yan.

The corners of Su Yanxiao's eyes were slightly red, and he wrapped the scarf that was burning on the radiator back around Lin Moyan's neck. Lin Moyan just went out to buy lunch in the snow, and his hands and face were red from the cold: "I It's not cold, just don't freeze...my heart aches..."

Lin Moyan smiled, lowered his head and kissed the person in front of him.

Outside the window is a white, pure and beautiful world.

Hmm... Su Yan thought vaguely, the male god seems to be smiling more and more...

very nice......

18

teasing because i like it

As for the brain wave extraction chip project, Lin Moyan, as the chief designer, only needs to complete a rough framework.After the framework was completed, Lin Moyan, of course, acted as a shopkeeper without loyalty. When Zheng Lin signed the letter of intent for this project, he made trouble with Su Yan, and he has not settled the debt with him... The male god said, I have always been a person who must revenge.

Zheng Lin was very tired. Zhang Chutian basically looked at him with a mixed emotion of seeing dead people and perverts every day. Lin Moyan was still increasing the workload for him. It really couldn't be better... ..

On this day, Zheng Lin, who had been oppressed by work all day, drove after get off work, planning to go to a bar near the company to drink to refresh himself.

After sitting alone in the corner for a while, Zheng Lin became a little bored.

In fact, he has always been a very sober person.People in the world often say that wine is a kind of thing that can relieve a thousand worries when drunk, but Zheng Lin has never been drunk.Because he never believed in the numbness and pleasure that alcohol brings to people.

Even if you can numb yourself now, what about later?Things that can’t be done are still not done, and things that can’t be obtained are still not available. After the hangover, it just aggravates the trouble.

But Zheng Lin likes wine, which is a kind of liking from the perspective of hobbies and collecting treasures.

Skip the kind of beer that you can enjoy with your friends, and those who want to drink some alcohol but don’t want to get drunk usually choose to order some cocktails.And the way of ordering cocktails is actually a lot of knowledge, if you don't want the waiter to discover the true attributes of the boy.

General cocktails can be roughly divided into direct drinks, mixed drinks, long drinks with ice that can be placed for three to 10 minutes, hard drinks with high alcohol content, soft drinks with juice content much higher than alcohol, and cold and hot drinks that are distinguished by temperature drinks.

Zheng Lin thought for a while, drinking too much alone is boring, it is better to find someone to accompany.After looking through the cell phone address book, I called Zhang Chutian: "Hello..."

"What are you doing?" The voice of the man on the other side sounded a little tired.

"I'll buy you a drink, will you come?"

The person on the opposite side hesitated and said, "You... want to take this opportunity to have sex after drinking?"

Zheng Lin: "..."

"Zheng Lin, let me tell you that I will never succumb to your lust!"

Zheng Lin felt that Zhang Chutian might not understand the words of people who came out well, so he decided to change the way: "My dear, I will give you 15 minutes to arrive immediately. I will include all drinks. If you exceed 15 minutes or dare not come... ..Heh...you just wait for me to drink up your salary and bonus this month, and then come wash the cups and pay the bill.”

"Zheng Lin, let me tell you! I can sue you for deducting wages!!!!" Zhang Chutian over there almost exploded when he heard that Zheng Lin was so mad that he wanted to exploit his wages.

"Have you forgotten? I told you on the first day we met, that I am special, right, rank, rank."

Over there, Zhang Chutian slammed the phone angrily.

Zheng Lin hung up the phone and sat contentedly waiting for Zhang Chutian to come over.

Those local tyrants who talk all day long about not oppressing others with their privileges are hypocritical idiots, Zheng Lin thinks so, wait for you to show respect and then restrain yourself and keep the etiquette, in the end you will only welcome a Mary Sue like "there is a kind of love called letting go" The plot of the male second in Korean dramas.

At this time, he heard a man at the next table yelling at the waiter to open a bottle of the best whiskey. He felt like an idiot.

Hehe, pour whiskey directly into your mouth, do you know what it feels like, kid?The feeling of a barrel of kerosene pouring into the intake pipe.And oh, this kind of wine will instantly take away all the water in your throat when you drink it in your mouth, and the next sip will make you sour and refreshing like swallowing a knife.

What Zhang Chutian saw when he rushed to the bar was that Zheng Lin was sitting in a corner pretendingly, as if everyone was drunk and I was sober.The goblet he held between his two fingers was crumbling in his hand, and Zhang Chutian looked on from the sidelines, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder was almost gone.

He rushed up, couldn't bear it, snatched the goblet from his hand, and smashed it on the table.

Zheng Lin turned his head and smiled: "Chutian, you are here..."

Zhang Chutian: There is a touch of melancholy in this elegance, a touch of sexiness in the melancholy, a touch of dignity in the sexy, and a touch of provocative eyes in the dignity...Don't say anything, Zheng Lin, just go Tell me this joke, you have practiced for a few nights in hiding!

If Zheng Lin knew that Zhang Chutian thought of him like this, he would definitely be angry and kill him on the spot.

Zhang Chutian held a mentality of "If there are fools, why not buy a drink?" After scanning the drink list several times, he sank into his dantian, and shouted at the waiter: "Give me the same drinks on the list. One serving!"

Waiter: "..." Where did the neuropathy come from? ? ?

Zheng Lin: "..." I'm sorry, I want to take it back