My black tech brain

The temperature difference in September is still very large, especially when midnight and early morning alternate. The first half of the night is still warm like spring, and the second half of the night is cold like a dog.

Because of setting a small goal for himself the night before, Chen Hao was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, always feeling that there was an unknown passion burning in his heart, and he wanted to dedicate himself to an artificial cause.

But this kind of passion comes fast and goes fast.

In order to restore the real memory of "Jarvis" in his mind, Chen Hao fell asleep on the table in the face of endless unfinished code.

But this party, when he woke up again, it was the next morning.

At the moment when the morning sun rose, Chen Hao found sadly that he had caught a cold.

"Obviously it's not a change of seasons, and I will also catch a cold. Could it be that I have recently neglected to exercise and reduced my immunity?"

Slowly taking a few cold medicines, Chen Hao leaned weakly on the edge of the bed. After taking the medicine for a day, he found that his body was still a little weak, and it was obvious that he could not go to class in this state.

"It looks like I have to take another day off today."

With a sigh, Chen Hao kicked the bed frame next to him, wanting to ask the old Qian who was sleeping on the opposite side to ask for leave, but after a few consecutive kicks, the bed where the old Qian was still remained quiet, and Chen Hao felt helpless. He got up and lifted the quilt on the bed.

"Hey! This goods is not there? It is reasonable to say that this time shouldn't be when he is sleeping late?" Seeing that there is nothing under the quilt, Chen Hao couldn't help but put on the old money quilt in a daze, then turned and walked to Lao Fan's. Before the bed.

The exact same situation appeared before Chen Hao's eyes again, except that, unlike Lao Qian, Lao Fan's bed was neatly arranged, without even a trace of wrinkles.

"Old money's cleanliness hasn't changed at all!"

Chen Hao retracted his gaze with some emotion and helped Old Qian tidy up the quilt. Then he leaned on his bed and drank hot water slowly: "Where did these two goods go so early? I remember that class should be early! "

Chen Hao took out his phone a little strangely. After checking the time on the phone, he clicked on the address book and dialed Lao Qian's number.

The familiar ringtone suddenly rang, and Chen Hao, who was making the call, was taken aback for a moment. He subconsciously looked at the place where the sound was coming from, and the direction he looked at was indeed the door handle of the dormitory.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a slight noise, a dazzling light suddenly shone in. At the moment when he felt the light, Chen Hao closed his eyes subconsciously. In a trance, two silhouettes of cats on the waist suddenly enlarged in his pupils.

"Old money? Old Fan?"

After seeing these two figures, Chen Hao subconsciously called out the names of these two figures.

"Huh! Mouse, are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Old Fan, who was walking at the end, glanced at Chen Hao with concern, and then looked at Old Qian with complaining eyes: "Let you be quiet, look, wake up the rat!"

"I'm already very, very careful, and I don't know the rat's reaction is so sensitive." Old Qian touched the back of his head, and replied with some embarrassment.

"It's not about the old money, in fact I woke up long ago."

Chen Hao took a look at the two from sitting upright, only to find that Liang Ran was dressed up as an incomparable pouch, and said randomly, "Say, what did you two do when you got up so early? And also tidy up yourself?"

"Of course it's to bring you breakfast!" Old Qian put his pocket with porridge and buns on Chen Hao's table behind him, and said with some kindness.

"Oh? Just to bring me food as simple as that, why don't I look alike?"

Chen Hao pointed to the brand new clothes and lost shiny hair on the two of them, and asked suspiciously.

"Since I studied in this university, I have never seen you two wear such fancy clothes when they are cooking. It doesn't look like you are going to have a meal, but it is more like a date."

"He who knows me, the mouse also."

Hearing what Chen Hao said, Lao Qian hurriedly sat next to Chen Hao, then showed a humble smile on his face.

"Mouse, do you know what is meant by "The spring night is so short and the day rises up, and the king will not come early"? I understand the meaning of this poem today."

"speak English!"

"Ahem! Did you forget that today is the day of the military training for the new juniors and girls? Lao Fan and I went to see them training early. I have to say that the scenery of the playground today is so good!"

Having said this, the old Qian closed his eyes with some emotion, as if he was looking back at everything he saw today.

"I knew that you two got up so early, absolutely not doing business. Thinking of our age, beauty should not be the first priority. It should be our dream."

Chen Hao glared at Old Qian with an angry look. Just when Old Qian felt ashamed of his remarks, Chen Hao whispered: "The primary school girls in this class are really so beautiful? Then you have a question. Do you know their contact information?"

"amount!"

Chen Hao's words directly made Old Qian stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Ahem! Mouse, don't forget that you are still a patient now, so I advise you not to focus on the primary school girls."

I don’t know when Lao Fan, who changed into gold-wire glasses, suddenly leaned in front of Chen Hao. He patted Chen Hao’s shoulder and said earnestly, “Looking at your appearance, the cold shouldn’t be completely healed. Don't ask for another leave for you?"

"I would like to ask for leave again, but today is a general class, is it a bit unreasonable for me not to go!"

Lao Fan's words made Chen Hao a little moved, but he still hesitated.

"Don't be afraid! You were "in" class yesterday and you were not absent, so there is nothing to ask for another day."

The old Qian on the side seemed to think of something interesting, and his shoulders trembled with a suffocated smile.

"Didn't I ask you to ask for a leave of absence yesterday? What do you mean by "in" class?" Old Qian's movements made Chen Hao a little confused, but he still asked.

"Don't ask me, you should ask Lao Fan, the person involved, about this matter."

"Old Fan?"

Chen Hao turned his gaze to Old Fan suspiciously, but the latter smiled bitterly.

"I think I must have been possessed by the mold god yesterday."

I saw Lao Fan covering his forehead with a suffocated face, and then slowly said: "You didn’t ask for leave yesterday, the mouse. In order to prevent you from leaving a bad impression in front of the teacher, I didn’t ask for leave for you yesterday. It’s when you choose to sign in."

"Uh! Was it discovered when signing in?"

"It's easy to get mixed up when you sign in, but the old Wang actually asked you to answer questions during class. I can't help but answer the questions for you."

When I said this, Lao Fan vomited a little helplessly: "Old Wang didn't find out at the time. After all, he wouldn't know all of the students. But just after I answered the question, that old Wang unexpectedly happened When I clicked on my name, I couldn't help it. In the end, I was remembered by Pharaoh."

"Uh! I wronged you, brother!"

Chen Hao patted Lao Fan's shoulder sympathetically. This incident was originally caused by himself, but Chen Hao didn't know what was going on, and there was always an urge to laugh.

"This is the consequence of being clever."

Lao Fan took a depressed sip of the water that Chen Hao hadn't finished drinking, and then sighed: "I'm afraid I will remember another one. My cousin will rush over from Shangjing, so this time I can only help you ask for leave. I dare not sign in for you."

"It's okay, let me sign in this time!"

The old Qian on the side stood up bravely, and patted Lao Fan on the shoulder like a dying lonely person: "Lao Fan! Don't forget there is me, I will definitely fulfill your last wish."

"That's okay! Old money, the rat is left to you, please be sure to complete the task assigned to you."

"Guaranteed to complete the tasks entrusted to us by the party."

"You two are enough!"

Chen Hao leaned on the edge of the bed and watched the birth of the two "drama spirits" speechlessly. It took a long time before he said in a loud voice, "I think you should ask for a leave of absence! If you keep going like this, you will have to be alone." It’s a big mistake."

"Don't be afraid, it's a big mistake, I don't rely on this degree to find a job."

Old Qian proudly patted his chest for fear, and then looked at Chen Hao teasingly: "It's a mouse, your body is a little ill. You have become such a fake before you find a girlfriend. What should you do if you find a girlfriend? Look like."

"Yes! That's right! You have to hurry up to exercise, otherwise you won't work in the future, but you will be rejected by your future girlfriend.

Just after Lao Qian's words were finished, Lao Fan nodded in agreement.

"roll!!!"

"Dele! Then you take a break, Xiao Fanzi and I have gone to class, we will bring you dinner later."

Lao Qian had to learn how to invite Ann in the court drama, and then quickly pulled Lao Fan out of the dormitory.

As soon as the two left, the dormitory was quiet again.

Looking at the food that Lao Qian brought back, Chen Hao leaned on the bed and ate a little bit hard.

But before he had eaten a few bites of food, Chen Hao felt his forehead suddenly become hot, and his body temperature began to soar.

As the body got hotter and hotter, Chen Hao felt that the sense of powerlessness in his body grew stronger, his eyelids heavier and heavier for a while, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

In a trance, a familiar and unfamiliar voice echoed in his ears...

"Stark, wake up..."