"Algorithm problem, C language implementation!"

Zhang Yi's heart moved. Isn't this his strength?

With his current C language programming ability and those in his mind, a large number of library files for various proprietary development software that will appear in later generations. He believes that few people in this field can compare with him.

At present, the main learning of basic language in universities is still the basic language. The C language is only a preliminary involvement, and the teaching talent is also used by Tan Haoqiang, which is recognized by later generations as the most tireless C language textbook.

"Professor Yan, do you want me to go to Peking University?"

"It's not going to Beijing University, but to Beijing Computing Center. There is a main computer in it. People who are talented in algorithms and programming languages ​​are looking for you to prepare appropriate solutions and run them on that mainframe."

"Oh, okay, when will you go?"

"It's better to leave now. I'll go with you. We have to go to the train station to buy train tickets and strive to arrive early."

"Professor Yan, the green train is too slow. Why not, let's drive over!"

"Can you drive? Xiao Zhang."

"I have a driver's license and a car. Let's talk while walking on the road!"

After saying that, he helped Professor Yan clean up briefly, drove to Beijing.

Professor Yan got into a luxury sports car for the first time in his life. He touched and looked around in the car, and repeatedly admired the luxury of this sports car.

He just responded lightly and didn't say much.

At this time, the phone rang, picked up the phone and answered. Junbo's voice came over: "Zhang Yi, my girlfriend and the people in their dormitory kept saying, "You are the only one who gets together with us. When will you go back to school recently?"

Hearing this, he understood that it was probably the idea that Liu Xian had come up with.

Is this woman beautiful? Of course she is pretty, and it can be seen last time that she has a lot of ideas about him, but he is unwilling to provoke him.

Some things that happened in his previous life are still vivid in his mind. He doesn't want to become one of the male protagonists. Think about time, the thing that caused him extremely shocked should be exploded in no time!

"Junbo, I'll go to Beijing. I don't know how long it will take to come back. You guys can get together by yourself, don't worry about me."

"Damn, if you don't come, Liu Xian in their dormitory will be unhappy. She has been thinking about you and probably has sexual interest in you!" When he said this, he deliberately emphasized his tone.

The eldest brother's voice was so loud that Professor Yan next to him could hear it clearly. Zhang Yi said to the microphone awkwardly: "Junbo, Vice Principal is sitting next to me, do you want to say something to him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang out. The sound of hanging up made his ears buzzing.

In the dormitory, several people around the phone were watching Junbo talking dirty words to the phone microphone, but suddenly, they hung up the phone, stroked their hands on their chest, looking glad.

"What's wrong? Junbo, when will Zhang Yi be back? I'm still waiting for news over there!"

"Damn, don't mention it, guess who was by his side just now?"

Who? Which beauty is it!

"What a beautiful boy, damn, a bunch of bastards, I almost killed you!"

"The vice principal was next to him just now. If the vice principal heard what I said, plus the last time I had to deal with my wallet, I would have to be punished!"

"He is going to go to Shangjing and has already set out. I don't know how long it will take to come back, so we don't have to wait for him."

"Let's go! Let's get an appointment, don't let the beauties wait for a long time!"

Zhipeng said in a strong Shandong accent.

Everyone raised middle fingers at Zhipeng, who was usually the most boring, and looked contemptuous and silent. When they talked about asking for a woman, they were so excited that they wanted to fly.

He was so angry that he was so angry that a group of guys with strong hormone secretion set off with a beautiful yearning for women.

Between Shangjing and Haijin, there was one of the earliest expressways in the country at that time.

The highway of 1997 has no speed camera and not many cars. The speed has unknowingly risen faster, beyond Zhang Yi's expectations. Professor Yan, who is in his 50s, has no objection to driving the express train. On the contrary, he is still a little excited.

As a result, the car's speed became faster and faster. When it approached 180 per hour, Zhang Yi maintained this speed and did not dare to increase it any more.

At this speed, once something happens, the two of them will basically explain it. No matter how many safety measures are, it is useless. He has not had enough pain in his family, so he dare not commit suicide by himself.

It took him more than 30 minutes to complete the 120-kilometer journey.

Professor Yan is in his 50s after all. When he was excited just now, he didn't feel anything. As soon as the car slowed down, he felt deeply tired and fell asleep in the car seat.

The cities in Shangjing are like tofu pieces of large and small. As long as the direction is good, you won’t get lost. Moreover, in your previous life, Zhang Yi spent a long time in Zhongguancun. Therefore, he is still familiar with the road.

Their goal is to go to the Peking University Guesthouse, where some people will gather to work together to solve the problem. He is just one of them.

When I arrived at the entrance of the guesthouse, I saw a group of people gathered together in groups of three or three and chatted enthusiastically. There were more than a dozen of them, about the same age as him, and probably the strong men who were pulled over like him.

Zhang Yi gently shook Professor Yan, who was still asleep. He quickly woke up, opened his sleepy eyes, and looked around in confusion.

"Ah! That's it, the speed of a good car is fast!"

"But, don't drive so fast in the future!"

Zhang Yi lowered his head and pretended to be accepting teachings. In fact, he was complaining in his heart: When driving the express train, you are more excited than anyone else.

Some people around have long noticed this luxury sports car, but the driver is very young and no one knows it.

However, many people think they know Professor Yan who got off the co-pilot. From the beginning of getting off the bus, some people came up to find him and chatted him laughingly. He was so old! He dared to ride a sports car, not afraid that his heart would not be able to stand it and he would be in a cold state.

When he met someone who was looking for trouble, Professor Yan immediately smiled and said that the grapes were sour without eating them. How many old guys are you taking the passerby? The speed is so fast. It only took more than 30 minutes from Haijin to Shangjing. I'm envious!

Listening to the cursing of a few old guys, sometimes, it was a bit hard to hear, Zhang Yi lowered his head and his face thrust. These literati professors didn't even spit out a single dirty word for cursing, and they were so well-educated!

As we chatted, we talked back to the main business and exchanged them. Some of the students brought this time were indeed very talented, but the most critical problem was that the computer programming level was indeed not good. Some had not even touched the computer. It was only a paper talk here. It was OK to build a mathematical model, but it was impossible to use a computer to solve practical problems.
Chapter completed!