My black tech brain

"Hey! What a pity."

"What a pity."

At the gate of the dormitory, Chen Hao looked at Old Qian with a grudge on his face, and couldn't help but stop: "I remember you are about to reach that Yan Xiao's phone number, what are you still sorry for?"

"I'm pitying you, you don't know how to cherish such a good opportunity, you say it is not a pity?"

"What's so bad about this?"

Chen Hao glanced at the students passing by, couldn't help but smiled: "We are still young now, time is still long, and the road ahead is very long, right?"

"It's true that our lives are long, but some people miss it for a lifetime!"

The old Qian patted Chen Hao on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "Forget it, I don't know what to say to a single mother like you."

"Hehe, it means you know the same thing very well."

Chen Hao ignored the deep appearance of the old Qian's pretence, but directly passed him and walked into the dormitory.

"Of course, the so-called sentimental and spare hatred since ancient times, this hate... hey! Wait for me!"

.......

The two were playing around towards the dormitory. Before reaching the door of the dormitory, Chen Hao heard a roaring sound from the dormitory. Upon hearing this sound, Chen Hao and Old Qian looked at each other and then pushed the door in.

"Yo! Lao Fan, you are starting your trip to drop points again!" As soon as he entered the house, Old Qian looked at the young man in the dormitory jokingly.

This young man is about the same age as Chen Hao, with a thick, wild, natural curl, but the black-rimmed glasses on his face are very gentle, and the two very unmatched visions give people a very... a feeling of.

"Hey! Isn't this the old money and the rat? I heard that you two moved outside during the summer vacation? Why, didn't the "honeymoon" feel very comfortable?"

Hearing Lao Qian's voice, the young man known as Lao Fan slowly raised his head, and when he saw Lao Qian and Chen Hao standing at the door, he couldn't help showing a wretched smile.

"Your sister, the house that Mouse and I rented is not in the same place. Besides, we went out to rent a house to research new technology. You think it is as dirty as you think."

"You said the mouse is for researching new things. I want to go first. As for you... Tsk tsk..."

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it possible to create a better future for mankind?"

Old Qian pouted his lips and walked directly into the dormitory, then found a bed and lay down: "It was you, and I haven't seen you for two months. What are you doing in these two months?"

"Don't mention it, I was forcibly dragged into the army by the old man to train for a while, so I haven't touched the computer for two months."

The young man called Lao Fan replied casually, but he didn't seem to want to mention more details. Instead, he pointed to the game on the computer and asked Lao Qian, "What? Do you want a game?"

"No!"

Old Qian shook his head and looked at Lao Fan with a mysterious look: "Your uncle, I will have a girlfriend soon. Starting today, I have decided to withdraw from the circle."

After finishing speaking, Lao Qian took out his cell phone and shook it in front of Lao Fan, his face sullen.

"Heh, don't you claim that you are a female insulator? You still know girls?" Lao Fan turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Chen Hao earnestly: "Where's Haozi? Do you want a round?"

"My computer is broken!" Chen Hao waved his hand and replied helplessly.

"Why did your computer break down? Is it because the memory is exploded by too many seeds?"

With a smirk on his face, Lao Fan moved his face towards him, and then pointed to the old money lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone: "You can use the old money's computer, anyway, you don't need a computer to get the goods anymore."

"Mouse, the computer is in my cabinet. If you want to use it, use it!"

The old Qian, who was playing with his mobile phone, seemed to hear the conversation between the two of them. He looked up and turned back, and then lowered his head again and chatted with his mobile phone in full swing.

"I do want to borrow the computer, but I am not using it to play games."

Having said that, Chen Hao looked at Lao Fan's expectant expression and apologized: "I want to use the computer to write some small programs, so I can't play games with you."

"That's it! That's okay. Since you have something to do, I will play the game myself." Lao Fan withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and looked at the game on the screen in front of him again, and continued to fight the canyon.

Looking at Lao Fan, Chen Hao looked around the dormitory and asked strangely, "Where is the monkey? Why didn't you see him today?"

"The monkey said that there was something in his house, and he took a leave of absence for a while. I think I won't be at school until next week." The old Fan who was playing the game raised his head and quickly replied, and then turned his attention again. To the screen.

"That's it!"

Chen Hao nodded and did not ask any more. Instead, he threw the backpack in his hand on his bed, then walked to the cabinet of Lao Qian, skillfully opened the cabinet and took out the computer.

Maybe it was because he hadn't used it for two months. There was a little dust on Lao Qian's computer. Chen Hao wiped it carefully with a wet towel before turning on the computer.

Lao Qian’s computer did not set up any secrets, which also made it easy for Chen Hao to log in. Then, with the network cable brought by Lao Fan, Chen Hao skillfully clicked on the website, and then logged into the laboratory server.

Suddenly, densely packed codes appeared before Chen Hao's eyes.

After seeing these codes appearing on the computer again, a flash of excitement flashed in Chen Hao's eyes, and then his hands quickly crackled on the keyboard.

...

"Haozi, don't you have tea?"

Just when Chen Hao wrote more than ten lines of code, Lao Fan didn't know when he would walk next to Chen Hao and put a water glass beside Chen Hao's table.

"Come and taste how this black tea tastes. I stole it from the old man."

"Fuck! Lao Fan is a bit eccentric about you. Why didn't you pour me a cup of tea when you pour the mouse." Lao Qian, who was playing with his mobile phone, seemed to notice Lao Fan's actions and complained dissatisfied at the moment.

"Other mice understand tea, do you understand? Every time I give you a drink, you are like a cow drink. It's a waste of my materials." Lao Fan glanced at Old Qian with contempt and handed the cup in his hand to Lao Qian. before.

Seeing this scene, Lao Qian's eyes lit up and he quickly took the cup in Lao Fan's hand. He didn't dislike the cup being drunk by Lao Fan. He drank it straight away, and then smacked his mouth with aftertaste.

"It tastes good, add some hot water to me and let me have it again."

"Aftertaste your uncle! Labor and management know you will be like this."

Lao Fan snatched the cup in Old Qian's hand. When he saw that the tea in the cup had disappeared, he looked at Old Qian angrily.

"Your sister, drink tea when you drink tea. What did you eat the tea leaves for? Mouse, don't give him your cup of tea."

"I know!"

.......

Seeing the quarrel between the two of them, Chen Hao smiled and nodded before taking a sip from the cup.

As the tea entered his throat, a scent of fresh scent filled Chen Hao's mouth and his eyes could not help but brighten.

"What kind of tea is this, it's so fragrant."

Although I have never drunk this kind of black tea, the fragrance of this tea still let Chen Hao know that it is not ordinary.

"I don't know, I only know that this tea was hidden by my old man as a baby, and I stole some of it by the way when I returned to school."

Lao Fan poured some hot water from the kettle, and then said: "It's a pity, I heard my grandfather say that drinking this tea must be matched with the water from the old well in our yard, but we don't have it here, we can only use it. The tap water is matched."

"Looking at the tea leaves, they shouldn't be available on the market. You are not afraid of being discovered by your father!"

"What are you afraid of? This time I was drawn into the army to train for so long. Can't I get some good things to compensate for my mental loss?"

"That's how it is said."

The old money, who was leaning on the bed, put down his phone again and looked at Old Fan teasingly: "Don't forget that you stole your old man's special cigarette last time and were chased ten miles by your cousin?"

"Heh, my cousin has already gone to Beijing this time, otherwise you thought I would have such courage?"

Old Fan smiled triumphantly, and then leaned in front of Chen Hao's computer: "I said Mouse, you don't seem to be a major of ours. Looking at you, do you seem to want to join our programmers league?"

"What programmers league, I think it is the League of Hair Loss!"

Lao Qian, who was lying on the bed, interjected from time to time, then sat up from the bed and looked at Chen Hao seriously: "I said Mouse, you must not follow Lao Fan. He has a lot of hair and can withstand the toss. And you don't have his thick hair, don't follow him!"

"Special, you will die if you don't speak!"

Hearing what Lao Qian said, Lao Fan directly picked up the Iron Man plush toy on the table and threw it at Lao Qian, ignoring Lao Qian's "sorrowful" cry, but saw Chen Hao's computer again. .

"Python?"

After seeing the programming language used by Chen Hao, Lao Fan was stunned, and then looked at Chen Hao with a weird face: "Mouse, you can't tell, you have all learned the programming language of artificial intelligence, and I still pay for it. No way."

"artificial intelligence?"

As soon as Lao Fan finished speaking, Lao Qian seemed to have been stimulated, and quickly sat up from the bed, and then leaned in front of Chen Hao, "Lao Fan, what were you talking about? How did you know that the mouse was writing? Artificial intelligence?"

"Python! A dynamic, object-oriented scripting language, originally designed for writing automated scripts, later this version became the language of choice for artificial intelligence after being updated." Old Qian pointed to Chen Hao The numbers on the computer explained patiently.

"I still don't quite understand, can you say something briefly?"

"How do you say? Python has a very large internal library, which is called a glue language in our industry. Its advantage lies in its rich resources. It has a solid numerical algorithm, icon and data processing infrastructure, which can reduce all kinds of complexity. It is packaged in its template, and modules made in other languages ​​can be easily connected together, and these languages ​​are also indispensable languages ​​for writing artificial intelligence."

"Although you have explained it for a long time, I still don't understand what you are talking about. Is it that the mouse is creating intelligent life?"

Old Qian shook his head, then looked at Chen Hao with a strange expression.

"In other words, Rat, do you want to create a small life by yourself?"