Su Yuanshan pulled Qin Weimin to discuss the microcode for the afternoon, and he didn't care how much Qin Weimin understood - according to his understanding of Qin Weimin, if Qin Weimin really didn't understand, he would definitely ask himself three days later - these three days were the rules set by Qin Weimin for himself.

When picking up the bicycle after get off work, Zhu Jianting, who was walking along the way, saw that Su Yuanshan was very happy and couldn't help but quips: "Are you going to see that girl with me?"

"What?" Su Yuanshan was stunned for a moment before remembering what Zhu Jianting was talking about. He laughed and stepped onto the bicycle and pedaled hard: "Miss, how can a girl be considerate?"

"Is it because Qin Weimin achieved results?" Zhu Jianting rode his bike side by side with Su Yuanshan. He was from Tian Yaoming's group and was now working on the baseband.

"It's not the result, it's just a little progress." Su Yuanshan replied with a smile. He had discussed with Qin Weimin, and this matter would not be made public for the time being, so as not to stimulate Tian Yaoming's side.

“…”

The two chatted casually. When passing by Taiping Street, Su Yuanshan looked up at the huge signboard of the computer training department. Zhu Jianting braked under the signboard and raised his head at him: "Why don't you go up and take a look? There are several little girls studying programming inside, all of whom are pretty."

"Senior Brother Zhu, you are a big man, don't learn from others' companionship. I will not be lucky enough to accept those little girls." Su Yuanshan smiled and pedaled the pedal and quickly flowed into the bicycle flow.

Su Yuanshan knew very well what the vision of a science and engineering man like Zhu Jianting had. He could see five points as ten. The so-called beauty can only be considered as having no crooked facial features.

...

Zhu Jianting turned into the alley, locked the bicycle and walked to the training department on the second floor.

Thanks to Yuanxin's commuting hours, Zhu Jianting was able to catch the first evening class that started at 6:15. He had a box lunch during the break, and then went back to the rental house after another class, and he still had time to read books.

The Oriental Computer Training Department rented a house with two sets of houses. The owner was Sun Xihui's cousin - a guy who was dropped out of school by the Provincial University. He had been selling assembled computers before. This year, he smelled business opportunities from the electronic circuit and programming competition, so he broke the money and set up such a training department.

In the living room, there are large classes, who teach basic languages ​​such as basic and basic operations such as typing. Most of the people who come to learn are junior high school students, and occasionally they meet high school students. There are small classes in the master bedroom. To be precise, they are professional classes specially formulated for this competition, and all of them are taught are c/c.

Zhu Jianting entered another bedroom renovated office, greeted the boss first, and then pushed open the door of the small class.

A girl who was combing her ponytail in front of a computer immediately looked up at the door. She was wearing a long black dress, a short-sleeved shirt, and a ponytail. She was clean and refreshing, with delicate features, especially her eyebrows and eyes. Her eyebrows seemed to be trimmed specifically, as dense as it was, with bright and beautiful eyes, her eyes were very bright.

When I saw Zhu Jianting, the girl unconsciously held the pen cap tightly.

Zhu Jianting smiled slightly: "Xiao Dai, come out."

The girl immediately pulled open the stool and strode towards the door. Zhu Jianting closed the door, looked at the hall again, pulled out the floppy disk, and lowered her voice: "Are you a participant?"

The girl nodded with her lips and looked at Zhu Jianting with anticipation.

Zhu Jianting smiled: "Then I haven't modified it for you."

The girl was stunned and frowned slightly, but soon she recovered from her disappointment and said softly: "Thank you, Teacher Zhu."

"But I pointed out the location of the bug to you, and you can modify it yourself - by the way, don't thank me, it's a big guy who helped me."

"ah?"

Zhu Jianting pushed open the door and blinked: "You can tell by opening the source code yourself."

...

When the girl returned to the camera, she suddenly became a little nervous when she thought of what Teacher Zhu said about the help of the big bull, but she immediately laughed silently. When the big bull helped, did she still have to burn incense to read the source code?

Insert the floppy disk, open c, load the project, and the girl began to check the code line by line. When she checked the middle position, a few lines of comments that were obviously not what she did came into her eyes.

/*Hello, the cause of the bug is the pointer to the code line 279. The pointer here will cause a logical error that causes memory redundancy, thereby reporting an error.

Your code is very readable and has some logic, but the variable settings are still lacking in specifications, and the code can be simplified. Given that this may be an entry, I will only give a prompt. Don't forget to delete this comment, above.*/

The girl bit her lip, her eyes fluttered, and she suddenly laughed.

A girl next to her turned her head curiously: "Dai'er, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm paying attention to the comments of the big bull."

"Wow? Let's take a look!" The girl left her seat, lay on the girl's shoulder and exclaimed after reading the notes: "It's true that it's the tone of a big bull - but is what he said useful?"

"I don't know, I'll check it."

The girl who called Dai'er started checking along the prompt location. Five minutes later, she found the error and made changes. Then she debugged and the bug disappeared.

"yes!" The girl clenched her fists with her hands, her face flushed.

"Is it done?" Zhu Jianting looked at her with a smile behind her.

"It's done! Thank you Teacher Zhu, thank you... that big nickname! Is it your tutor?"

"Haha!" Zhu Jianting laughed and shook his head, "He is about the same age as you, but he is a real genius in programming."

"Ah?" The poor girl was a little stunned.

Zhu Jianting smiled and said, "Don't, eliminate the comments, you are the one who is very likely to win the award."

The girl came to her senses, nodded, and finally read the comments, and pressed the delete key.

Seeing Zhu Jianting walking away, the girl took a few deep breaths, thought for a while, she took out her notebook and wrote a brief thank-you letter.

When she wrote the signature, she hesitated for a moment and decided to write down her pseudonym - Dai Peiye.

Although the entire process was completed by herself and the teacher who asked for help was not until she could not handle the bug in the end. But this was an entry after all, and it would be boring if she met some bad intentions who reported her that she would spend money to find a teacher in the training class. Therefore, when she signed up for this training class, she used a pseudonym at her father's suggestion.

It is approaching the end of August, and she is about to leave the provincial capital and go back to Penang to continue her second year in her senior year.

I hope I can win the award. The girl thought in her heart, tear off the pages of the notebook, and simply folded them, but unconsciously it became a small boat.

*

After returning home, Su Yuanshan couldn't wait to tell his father that Qin Weimin had a barrier-type patent. Su Xinghe was very happy when he heard this, and quickly called Qin Weimin to leave a message and asked him to continue cheering.

While having dinner, the father and son inevitably talked about their respective progress again. The microcontroller team led by Su Xinghe benefited from the finalization of the architecture by Qin Weimin, so the progress was pushed very quickly and has now entered the stage of microcode debugging. According to this efficiency, it is estimated that in less than two or three months, the microcontroller can produce picture streaming.

During this period, Su Xinghe also talked about the bet between Qin Weimin and himself with a smile, but Su Yuanshan blocked him back directly - both the master and the apprentice were making chips, and the master brought a group of professors and graduate students, and the No. 34 teams collectively attacked the toughest. The apprentice brought about a 20-digit graduate and undergraduate student... and he was still making a CPU architecture that was more difficult than a microcontroller. If the master loses, he would be shameless.

Su Xinghe knocked on his son and sighed: "But after the microcontroller comes out, there must be an application package. Several of our professors discussed that if the streaming is successful, we have to develop an application that is urgently needed at present. Moreover, the supporting textbooks are also a problem - the microcontroller textbooks are not as good as EDA, and there are too many knowledge points involved here, so it is a bit troublesome to compile them."

"Dad, I don't know if you have heard this. First-class companies make standards, second-class companies make brands, third-class companies make products - we are at the forefront, and setting standards is the goal we pursue. For example, let all college students in related majors use the microcontrollers you develop and the textbooks you compiled, which is what you set the standards. So don't be troublesome."

Su Xinghe nodded. He agreed with his son's point of view: "That's right, now all standards for computers, communications, and the Internet are formulated by foreigners, and we must cooperate with them. In the long run, our innovation ability will disappear."

"So come on and innovate." Su Yuanshan picked up a chopstick and chewed it.

"I think you are working on the new semester." - The mother who was like listening to a heavenly book on the side finally caught the opportunity and stared at Su Yuanshan Road.

"ah?"

"What, you won't have to ask for leave, right? Lao Su, are you sure your son can really win the special prize? Are you not afraid that others will report you to make a false public service?" Zhang Xiuyun put down his chopsticks and stared at her husband and son.

Su Xinghe was stunned for a moment - although the reporting wind had passed, who could guarantee that no one was jealous? But he immediately smiled proudly.

"Who knows who has his son, Xiaoshan's programming is strong. Not to mention catching up with him, even if I have one-tenth of his ability, I will lose!"

Su Yuanshan coughed, remembering the code I saw at noon today.
Chapter completed!