Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Soon, a middle-aged man got off the medium truck.

"Miss Qin." He walked in front of Qin Ran and spoke respectfully.

After saying hello to Qin Ran, the middle-aged man took the key and opened the back of the loading compartment with two rows of paper boxes.

Cheng Jun also stood on the spot, glanced at the boxes, and then looked sideways at Cheng Mu and Mason and others, "Move these boxes to the fourth floor."

These cartons are a bit heavy, but it is not a problem for Cheng Mu now, he can move two at a time.

However, there are some things that are afraid of spoiling Qin Ran, Cheng Mu did not dare to do so.

Just carefully moved the carton to the fourth floor.

And Qin Ran put the middle-aged man

Mason and the two technicians knew that Cheng Mu was the red man next to Qin Ran, and they followed Cheng Mu along the way.

On the fourth floor, Cheng Mu carefully put down the box.

The other three people looked at him like this, and could not help letting go of their movements.

"Brother Cheng Mu, what is in Qin's box?" Mason weighed the box and asked.

Mason must be Qin Ran’s thing, not because of Qin Ran’s phone call.

It's because the truck just didn't have the logo on their apron side.

Hearing this, Cheng Mu shook his head in silence. He didn't know, but according to his experience, it was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Hall went directly downstairs to find a few young people and moved all the remaining boxes at once.

"Do the three S5 computers in the office on the first floor need to be moved up?" After moving the box, Hall told the others to go down to the fourth floor first. He remembered Cheng Shui telling him that Qin Ran didn't like to have a lot of people for a long time.

This is why Cheng Jun arranged the fourth floor from the beginning.

"Miss Qin said no, I'll ask again." Mason twisted his eyebrows.

Qin Ran said that the computer on the fourth floor would not work, but she didn't need it for S5.

Just after Mason finished talking, Qin Ran and Cheng Jun also came up. Qin Ran was one step behind Cheng Jun and lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing who he was calling.

Cheng Jun looked at Mason and others who were eloquent, and could not help raising his chin: "What do you want to say?"

"Just... Miss Qin said that the computer wouldn't work, wouldn't it really bring the S5 up?" Mason glanced at Qin Ran's direction, then lowered his voice.

Cheng Jun shook his head, "No, open the box first."

Hearing Cheng Jun's words, Cheng Mu turned around and took a pair of scissors on the table to open the box.

The first box opened is a combination, the computer display and the host are all black.

Cheng Mu pulled the foam and protective film all over to the side, and then squatted by the black display for a long time, feeling a bit familiar.

He squinted for a while, and then remembered that the computer was a bit like Gu Xichi's row of computers.

But there are some differences.

It should be different products of the same brand.

Cheng Mu did not study the computer, but at that time even Lu Zhaoying wanted to take the computer away. Cheng Mu would probably guess that the quality of this computer should be very good.

After all, Lu Zhaoying is a game maniac, and his computer is specially configured for someone.

Cheng Mu went to open the second box again. Mason and the two young men who had been curious about what was in the box finally saw the whole picture. Even Mason's expression couldn't help being dull.

The two young men also froze for a moment: "I'm going?"

Cheng Mu has no research on computers, but these three people are very researched on computers. They recognized which company's computer product they came from, and they dared not say anything for a while.

It was just that Cheng Mu moved all ten computers to the studio very quickly. The other parts, Cheng Mu, dared not touch them, and only Mason and the three men were reticent.

Qin Ran is still calling outside.

Hall didn't understand this either. He followed the three of Mason. "There are other things to deal with on the apron. Are the three S5s in the office on the first floor really necessary?"

He looked outside and lowered his voice, urging his voice.

"No." Mason quickly installed a computer. He connected the power and directly pressed the switch. The computer lighted up. After the screen page skipped the streamlined logo of the Yunguang Consortium, it arrived at the host in less than a second. page.

Mason quickly hit a few shortcut keys on the keyboard.

Information such as the processor of this machine suddenly appears.

Seeing the message, the two young men squeezed away from Mason and looked at it very excitedly.

Seeing this scene, Mason couldn't help turning his eyes to Cheng Mu, who was also somewhat puzzled.

Knowing that Cheng Jun was still there, Mason looked at it for two minutes, then looked away reluctantly and looked directly at Xing Hall and Cheng Mu. The expression was excited: "No wonder Miss Qin does not need our computer. A better processor, this is also the Yunguang Consortium’s computer. The specific generation does not know, but the processing speed is at least twice as fast as S5!"

S5 is fast enough. It is now recognized as the fastest processing and response computer on the market. It can be imagined to be twice as fast as S5. How fast can this computer reach?

Hall doesn't understand this, but seeing the excited attitude of these people, Mason knows that the computer is not simple, which is better than the three S5s in the building.

At this point, Hall was a little surprised.

Mason had restrained himself, and then began to assemble other computers, just watched and could see his slightly trembling fingers.

Cheng Mu was no stranger anymore. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to take a look. Lin Siran had sent him back a message that the grass would be replaced with a new pot.

Cheng Mu's mouth could not help but pumped a bit, he was going to change a new pot

Thinking this way, he directly asked Lin Siran to take the new grass to the school doctor's office for Lu Zhaoying, and Lu Zhaoying would arrange the follow-up.

When Qin Ran came back after answering the phone, the small studio had already put on five rows of computers.

She walked over to a machine and looked at it, then narrowed her eyes, raised her fingers to the three computers and looked at the three of Mason, and smiled: "When you leave these three computers at night, one will take one to the other. ."

Qin Ran has always had her own plans for doing things. She agreed to the internal affairs of Yang Shuyan Yunguang Consortium last time at the manor, and she had plans.

Neither artificial intelligence nor EA robots are popular.

Her core technology is in her hands. If you want to mass-produce large quantities, you can only pass her.

Before the three of Mason were surprised, Qin Ran went to her room. She first took out the mobile phone in the black backpack. As soon as she took it out, she turned on the phone, and then she was not particularly willing to enter a long list of codes and sent it to Qin Ran. On the laptop.

Qin Ran took the notebook and went to the studio.

"Because this system is cumbersome, I may not be able to deal with it for a few months." Qin Ran sits on an empty table and turns on the computer.

The computer page is still blank, but this time it is not a desert color, but an ocean color, and it is vast.

She pressed a few codes, and an encrypted file popped up directly, "I will send these to all computers first. These computers will process some data. We will add a new algorithm..."

Qin Ran is always serious and rigorous when dealing with things, without the ramblings of the past.

Cheng Jun leaned against the door and watched for a while.

Hall was one step behind him, looking at the office in confusion.

Ten minutes later, Qin Ran explained simple matters.

Mason and three others touched their hearts and reached out to wipe their faces.

"For the time being, let you deal with so much," Qin Ran finished, and looked at the computer in his office. "It has already started computing. Here is the smart code..."

"I know, Miss Qin." Mason nodded solemnly.

The other two also recovered, and then glanced at Mason faintly, didn’t they say they still wanted to teach Miss Qin?

Mason also smirked.

I didn't dare to say anything about these two young technicians, because even his heart could not conceal his shock.

When they first arrived, they were holding Qin Ran's "thigh" idea, but now seeing a series of things and codes arranged by Qin Ran, they were full of blood and realized that they were holding real thighs.

After this, Mason and his party almost did not go out in this studio, even eating and sleeping.

**

May 31st.

Cloud city.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The temperature in Yuncheng in May is not too high, but the sun above the head is strong, and a set of long-sleeved trousers can be worn out.

It was already the end of May, and on the edge of June, there was already a place on the road where the banner of "College entrance examination students" was drawn.

Especially outside the gates of major high schools in Yuncheng.

Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

The office of the third grade school building.

Today is Friday, the English teacher of Class 9 Mr. Chen came down from Class 9 to the office with a textbook, hesitated, and could not help looking at Gao Yang’s direction: “Teacher Gao, hasn’t Qin Ran returned from school?”

When Teacher Chen said this, other teachers in the office also looked in the direction of Gao Yang, waiting for Gao Yang to answer.

Especially Chen Airong, she looked intently at Gao Yang.

Qin Ran is certainly very smart, but a leave of absence is more than seven months, unprecedented.

As we all know, the brain is forgetful. Even high school students, who haven’t touched books for three months, don’t even know the tangent equation of the ellipse.

Qin Ran had contacted Gao Yang after school, but did not say when he would answer.

Gao Yang put down the pen in his hand and just wanted to say something.

The phone on the table rang.

Digression

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Just to say, Huahua has something to go out in the last two days (come back on Monday), not less, but because of the need to change the text, it may not be particularly timely, everyone forgive me

Good morning.