Striving to be the successor of the age of Chuanshu

??Even without any supporting evidence, Qianyan is suddenly very sure that the loophole is here!

??It is impossible for so many passenger planes to appear in the sky for no reason, and it is impossible for a large-scale aircraft collision to occur like Star Wars. If Yi Zuolin can continue his research and development life in Huaguo, no matter what mistakes he has made before, The God of the country will not let him die here!

?? At this moment, Qianyan has completely lost contact with the rest of the research room.

??She couldn't hear the signal from outside.

??She didn't know if anyone outside tried to cut off the process of wearing the book, but she didn't want to leave at all.

?? She must figure out where the loopholes are.

?? She unconsciously grasped the seat belt, and saw everyone around her hugging their heads, following the crew's request, and taking an anti-shock posture.

??Only Qianyan, she knew it was just an accident while wearing a book, so she was the only one on the whole plane looking up out of the window.

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?? "Principal, there is no way to interrupt, what should I do?!"

?? Zhang Yeli frowned tightly, but his voice was still steady: "Forcibly kill all processes!"

??The researcher was frantic/operating on the instrument, "No way! It can't be killed at all! The CPU load has reached the maximum, and the system is stuck here!"

?? A few people standing next to the instrument suddenly bounced away: "Ah, why is it so hot?!"

?? "How high is this!"

??Hong Fangni squatted on the ground to check the power supply. The thermometer showed 97 degrees, which indeed exceeded the maximum temperature limit. The cooling fan was stirring crazily, and the rumbling sound spread in the room. The indoor temperature rose rapidly in a short period of time, and the floor heating was turned off. But the room was hot like summer.

?? "How many planes are there in the last scene?" Zhang Yeli asked.

??All the windows in the room were opened to ventilate, the cold wind mixed with snow flakes poured in, the curtains were blown high, and there was a rattling sound.

??The researcher shouted at the top of his voice: "The instrument shows 890 seven!"

?? "Impossible!" someone shouted.

?? "It is impossible for an airport to have so many planes! It is even more impossible for so many planes to appear in the sky at the same time!"

?? He said it was impossible, just because he couldn't believe such an absurd thing.

?? But the reality is that there are indeed so many planes in the scene of wearing a book.

??And, if the system is not stuck, this number will continue to increase.

?? Zhang Yeli is the initiator of the Dangerous Book Project. He is very disturbed in his heart, but he is still very calm on the surface. He cannot panic. Everyone is counting on him. Although he is 80 years old, he will become a crowd no matter where he is in the backbone.

?? "Check the code block immediately! Check the initial value of every variable! No number can be missed!"

?? "Contact Principal Qian Guanglin immediately and ask him to transfer the algorithm team here to assist!"

?? The footsteps in the research room are messy, and everyone is running around busy.

??Qin Gui's hair was soaked with sweat, and his face was flushed red by the hot air. When he passed by the instrument, Zhang Yeli grabbed his arm, his old but piercing eyes were bloodshot: "You just wanted to say What?"

??Qin Gui originally wanted to say something, but soon he felt that his idea was too absurd, so he immediately dismissed it.

?? "The principal..."

?? Zhang Yeli: "Son, be brave."

??Qin Gui: "Principal, I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel like I've seen a similar scene."

?? Zhang Yeli: "Huh?"

??Qin Gui didn't know whether it was hot or nervous, his hands trembled unconsciously: "Uncle Zhang, I studied in Liwuhe, Faguo, and that airport can only park a maximum of [-] planes, so I wear books normally. At the time, the book will not generate more than three hundred planes at most, but..."

?? Zhang Yeli put his hands on his sweaty back and encouraged him, "Say it."

??Qin Gui: "But we saw tens of thousands of planes, and the speed of the planes was abnormally fast, and they came from all directions. I guess, although the instrument has been paralyzed, the plot of Qianyan in the book must be still alive." It’s going on, and there must be a blowout of aircraft.”

"That's right." Zhang Ye said politely, "Go ahead."

??Qin Gui: "Just now, before the system got stuck, I noticed that there were two identical planes around Qianyan's plane—the same model and paint position, including wear marks, and soon, I A third was found."

??Qin Gui pointed to the side, "Principal, look, monitor No. [-] is just stuck on this screen."

?? Zhang Yeli looked up and saw in the blood-red sea of ​​clouds, countless planes suspended in the air in various postures, each with a long cloud tail behind them.

??Qin Gui ran over, picked up the long pointer on the ground, and quickly tapped the screen a few times, "This, this, and this, they are exactly the same, not similar, but completely indistinguishable. The long necklines are all flipped at the same angle!"

?? Hong Fangni brought a floor-standing electric fan with one hand, and put it in front of the instrument to face the crazy fan.

?? "Ah really, exactly the same, copy and paste it?!"

?? Zhang Yeli: "I understand what you mean."

?? At this time, there was a commotion at the door, and researchers ran in surrounded by a bunch of unfamiliar faces. Someone shouted at the front: "Principal, Principal Qian has brought someone here!"

?? As soon as Qian Guanglin entered the door, he quickly had a face-to-face meeting with Zhang Yeli, and then directed other people to operate on the instrument, "Check line by line, don't let go of any numerical problems, it must be the initial value of a certain variable is wrong gone."

"Have they told you all?" Zhang Yeli said.

?? Qian Guanglin: "Where is Yan Yan? How is she now? How long has it been?"

??Qin Gui was on the side: "It's okay, it's okay, it's less than two hours."

?? Qian Guanglin glanced at him, looked away and turned back suddenly, "Who are you? What is your relationship with Yi Wu?"

??Qin Gui was surprised that he could tell at a glance, "I am her cousin."

?? Qian Guanglin: "No wonder they look a bit alike. So Professor Yi is you—"

"Uncle."

"Yes, Uncle." Qian Guanglin didn't ask much, and immediately looked around, "It's the cold winter, why is the temperature here so high?"

?? Zhang Yeli: "The instrument is paralyzed, and the heat dissipation is not enough."

?? Qian Guanglin: "I was originally at Qingda University to help you with the algorithm optimization of the association's official website. I suddenly received news from you, and I came right away. How is it? Do you have any opinions?"

?? Zhang Ye hugged Qin Gui's shoulders politely, "This child proposed it."

??Qian Guanglin glanced at him with an unclear expression, "Oh?"

??For some reason, Qin Gui felt that Principal Qian, that is, Qianyan's second uncle, didn't seem to like him very much.

??Could it be that Qianyan spoke ill of herself to him?

?? A man wrapped in a big padded jacket came in and hadn't had time to take it off. He was sweating profusely and ran over: "Leader, I didn't find any abnormal initial values. It's really hot...Leader, but I can explain this phenomenon. "

?? Qian Guanglin: "You say."

The man kept wiping the sweat off his neck and said, "Usually, it is normal for this airport to park [-] planes. Their background is March, which is the off-season for tourism, so the planes on a route The number will not exceed four, that is to say, the situation we are seeing now is not real, but is caused by a large number of duplicates of the Shushu system to generate the same unit."

??More and more people gathered around, including the original researcher of Dangerous Book Project, and the algorithm engineer brought by Qian Guanglin.

?? The man continued: "Usually when we model, we will copy the data of several aircrafts as the basis, and the data transmission will not start until the aircraft arrives on the apron. The number of generated aircrafts, we usually take this The average value of the airport’s past data. However, assuming that there is such a situation, after each aircraft arrives at the designated airport, the system miscalculates the number of aircraft, and the tower does not find this problem during scheduling, so there are constantly aircraft In the sky, at the same time, the planes that landed one after another were copied and pasted and took off again, and the planes flew to different airports, and were copied and pasted again at different airports, and the cycle went on and on... So the kind of thing we see now appeared. Condition."

?? After the man finished speaking in one breath, the sweat on his forehead had flowed into his neckline, leaving streaks of water on his face. He kept fanning his hands, but the temperature did not ease at all, but became hotter.

?? Zhang Yeli and Qian Guanglin looked at each other, only to hear Mr. Zhang say: "Student Qin Gui just made the same conjecture."

?? Qian Guanglin looked at him in surprise, "Do you also understand the knowledge of algorithms?"

??Qin Gui: "No, it's just that I happened to have experienced a similar situation."

??Qian Guanglin: "Have you experienced it?"

??Qin Gui pursed his lips tightly: "Yes."

??The man who called Qian Guanglin 'Leader' had a look of disbelief: "How could you have experienced it? I have been working on algorithms for so many years, and I have never seen this bug in a book published on the market. Where are you? Experienced?"

??Qin Gui subconsciously looked at Zhang Yeli, only to see that Zhang Yeli's eyes were all focused on the stuck screen, and he didn't care about him at all.

"I have really experienced it," Qin Gui gritted his teeth as a vivid image flashed in Qin Gui's mind, "If you call this problem a 'broadcast storm'—"

??Everyone was shocked: "Broadcast storm?"

?? "This bug is a broadcast storm?!"

?? "Professor Yi was trapped by a broadcast storm?!"

?? "What to do now?" Someone asked.

?? Qian Guanglin looked at Zhang Yeli: "Zhang Lao, since you already know that it is a broadcast storm, then I think you should also know how to deal with this problem, right?"

?? Zhang Yeli looked back at him silently.

??At this moment, Qin Gui closed his eyes, a bright light suddenly flashed across his dark field of vision, and then there seemed to be a familiar scream in his ears, accompanied by terrifying memories, Qin Gui seemed to return to the time he was beaten by the monkey again. During the siege, the suffocation made his throat dry.

?? He has grown up so much, and has studied for so many years, and has only seen two broadcast storms.

?? One time was Yi Wu playing him, and the other time was Yi Zuolin's posthumous work.

?? Is this the so-called lineage?

??Yi Wu did that out of temper, or was she imitating her father's tricks?

??Qin Gui did not dare to continue thinking.

?? He still remembers the last time the book ended up spontaneously combusting, and he was able to escape from the broadcast storm.

??That is to say, if we want to end the current situation, we must destroy the book like last time?

?? Qian Guanglin: "Mr. Zhang, I know this book is very important, but she is my own niece. My own daughter is gone, and there is only this guy left. I still point to her being filial to me in the future. If If we don't rescue her in time, what should we do if we suffer from the sequelae of wearing a book?"

?? Judging from Zhang Yeli's expression, he is probably still hesitating.

??I don't know who stood up in the crowd and said: "Principal Qian, no, if this book is destroyed, all the work we have done during this time will be in vain! All the evidence and records we have listed will become Empty talk, the Dangerous Book Project is meaningless!"

??Qian Guanglin: "A book full of loopholes is more important, or a living life is more important?!"

?? Someone muttered in a low voice: "It's only been less than two hours, nothing will happen for the time being..."

"You can't say such things." Zhang Yeli accurately caught the speaker, and his serious eyes swept over him, and the person immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhang Lao again.

?? Zhang Yeli turned to Qin Gui: "In 10 minutes, you immediately go to the Chuanshu training team training ground and bring Yi Wu over."

??Qin Gui didn't even think about it: "Can't I make a phone call?"

?? Zhang Yeli: "The training team will confiscate mobile phones when performing tasks. It's just across the street. You run over, go and come back quickly."

??Qin Gui nodded and ran away without saying a word.

??作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-1701:58:06~2021-05-1723:57:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

??Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of words;

?? Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!