Chapter 117: Cloud (8)

The predecessors' praise of Luoshen lasted a full five minutes without stopping. Although the old man is a progenitor, is his lemon essence really better than his cell phone essence? Lin Xun decided to kill them without showing them Luoshen's 3D projection form. Otherwise, after a day, they would have forgotten who Lin Xun was.
He returned to his home on the third floor with feelings of loss, but found that the three people were gathering together to play games. They were so fascinated that they simply forgot his existence.
Lin Xun silently returned to the room, called Dongjun of his family, hummed for a while, and finally ended the conversation with a "Mama Da", kicked his door open, and said in a very harsh tone: "Rehearsed!"
It is not difficult to rehearse.
The three played the audience. He explained the PPT expressionlessly and then trimmed the inappropriate places, such as rehearsing three times.
Wang Jingjian's expression was hard to tell, "That, the algorithm."
Lin Xun raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
Wang Jingjing: "Can you, that is, be more emotional."
Lin Xun stared at him directly: "I will."
Zhao Jianji: "Hey, you just separated from your man for a long time, why is there a widowed expression?"
Lin Xun: "?"
He immediately had a physical conflict with the structure and beat him up.
After laughing for a while, they took a breath and sat down and glanced at each other silently.
Lin Xun spoke first: "Tomorrow..."
Architecture: "Everything went well."
Wang Jingui called out: "Everything goes well!"
Lin Xun smiled and lay on his back on the sofa: "You have worked hard."
The framework leaned on him and said, "You work hard, we have been playing here for several days."
Lin Xun didn't speak.
Three years is not a short time. He skipped grades. When he graduated, he was nineteen years old. His structure was similar to him. The safety was all the way. He was admitted through the college entrance examination. Even so, he was not yet twenty-two years old when he graduated. Those who graduated from their college, either directly engaged in academics, or entered a top company or institution, is the youngest kind of people in the eyes of people.
However, in the youngest and most precious three years, the two of them followed him, nestled in such an old-fashioned community, and spent three years beating. It’s not that there’s no money. The three of them went out for personal work casually, and they still did well. The company can still save a lot of money. However, the workload is too large, and the things they want to do are so out of reach. Excessive thoughts go to work.
Lin Xun held the pointer and didn't speak for a while. When the ceiling was about to be pierced by him, he said: "Thank you...can believe me."
The structure was on his shoulders: "Can Xun God still not believe it."
Lin Xun patted him.
"You hit me!" The architecture pounced on him.
Then it hit again.
Lin Xun gave up sensationalism and concentrated on the fight. After all, he couldn't say anything nasty.
The fight ended and the pointer participated in the battle, scratching the claws of the architecture, attracting the flames of the architecture to it, and then they launched a fierce chase in the room.
Lin Xun opened the phone idly and dragged on the memo.
There, a chat with Dongjun popped up, and Dongjun said good night to him.
A happy pointer: Are you going to work tomorrow?
Dongjun: Go.
A happy pointer: what time to go?
Dongjun: Seven o'clock.
A happy pointer: Then I may not be able to say good morning to you, good night, good morning.
Dongjun: What is it?
Lin Xun looked at the three words "Mama Da" and smiled involuntarily, but the smile lasted for less than five seconds. He was a little sad again, opened the memo, and wrote down a string of numbers.
"What are you doing? Crying and laughing." Wang Safety grabbed his cell phone.
"Hey!" Lin Xun didn't have time to stop it. The action of robbing his mobile phone safely was just a few years of practice. - Immediately afterwards, he frowned at his memo: "What the hell?"
"Nothing." Lin Xun snatched it back.
Wang Safety: "What do you remember doing so much time?"
Lin Xun: "It's nothing."
"Don't do it." Wang Jingan's team wanted to investigate what it looked like: "What are you doing without us?"
Lin Xun held him and said lightly: "Do I have to tell you my boyfriend's time to go to get off work?"
Wang Safety: "..."
He let go: "OK."
He turned around and left slowly, continuing: "You are terrific."
He suddenly turned back: "Are you abnormal?"
Lin Xun: "?"
He said indifferently: "Do you look like me?"
Wang Safety: "Like, you are a little pervert."
Lin Xun and his eyes were squinted. If it was five seconds, they suddenly said: "Do you remember the blockchain?"
Wang Jingan's expression was unknown, but he nodded: "Remember."
"In the first lesson, the teacher told us its principles. He said that in a language that may be inaccurate but best understood, blockchain is like a poem."
"Ah, I remember that." Wang safe said: "What bird and sky, what else, goose linger?"
"Almost," Lin Xun held an aluminum can, flattened it bit by bit, and whispered: "One thing happened. When this thing happened, it was like the butterfly effect, or all the world. The same thing, it will inevitably have an impact on the surrounding environment, and then...When this thing itself is erased, it can’t erase the traces left in the world, even through those traces, we can reason Find out what happened here."
"That's right." Wang safety nodded: "Blockchain, Bitcoin. Information is the safest in the blockchain."
Lin Xun looked at the staggered lines on the cans and nodded: "I think reality is also like a blockchain, and there are no secrets to hide."
Blockchain, a decentralized, distributed ledger. When you do something, there will be traces of you all over the world, which can’t be washed away and can’t be changed.
Wang Safe looked at him, and his throat rolled: "What the do you want to say?"
"It's nothing." Lin Xun said: "I'm a little... neuropathic, you know. That's what we love."
Wang Safety: "Go away."
He quickly shut himself into his bedroom, as if to draw a line with the little pervert.
Lin Xun shrugged, got up and washed briefly, and returned to his bedroom. Lying on the bed, he did not draw the curtains, looking at the night outside the window, the lights of thousands of houses in the distance were extinguished, the city lights flickered, and most of the sky was illuminated. After closing the soundproof windows, all the noise was gone, only occasionally The sound of the whistle, and the shadow of the hawthorn shaking slightly.
He pulled on the blindfold. When he is not around Dongjun, his sleep quality is always unsatisfactory, and he also dreams. Have some dreams related to Dongjun.
Why is this happening? Why did those dreams not appear beside Dongjun? Lin Xun retracted his gaze looking out the window, looking at the ceiling, thinking that this was not really a strange thing. When he was in the same room with Dongjun, he could not even enter the system space. A ten-meter circle around Dongjun is simply the only normal place in this world of immortality.
Thinking of this, he said to the air in front of him: "Hey."
"I said, system." He said: "Jindan period, Yuan infant period, distraction period, I have done so many main tasks, why haven't the funds and martial territory been sent to me?"
The system didn't reply, he continued: "Wouldn't you want to pay the bill? Or did I upgrade too fast?"
In the silence, the sound of machinery sounded faintly.
"The system is busy, please try again later."
Lin Xun: "."
OK, don't expect it anymore.
He closed his eyes and had a lot of thoughts in his heart. After thinking about what happened in these days, he also thought that when he built the cloud platform, he reached the distraction period. Then how to enter the next tragedy period? Looking at the general context of computer development in people's eyes, will it not be a neural network, machine learning, artificial intelligence?
"What the are you doing?" Lin Xun asked the system again: "Computer knowledge science? Or is it just for entry. Your framework is a bit low, really, you can only fool high school students. Or I will write you another one. Set it."
"The system is busy, please try again later."
Lin Xun gave up communicating with it and tried to sleep.
He thought that if he had to dream, he would have a good dream.
Things were just as he wished. The dreams were uniquely unclear. Sweet and cheerful tunes didn't know where they came from, like children's games, Barbie movies, or the kind of music that would be found in an amusement park. The air is also sweet, with a sweet smell, light and soft.
A red-nosed clown passed by in front of him, holding many balloons in his hand.
Amusement park...Yes, amusement park.
A quiet amusement park with music only.
Lin Xun looks at the surroundings and is a familiar building. In the center of the amusement park is a pink and blue castle, and beside it is a black castle. Like a wizard or evil magician, Lin Xun knows that it is King Arthur's maze. The whole amusement park is like a world like a fairy tale, all the facilities are running, and the roller coaster is also roaring on the left hand side, but there are no tourists in the big amusement park, only the red nosed clown, flower fairy and princess walk on the way.
What is he doing here?
The vague memory told him that he was here to date.
Appointments in amusement parks seem to be very common, but it seems that the specific location is not remembered, or that the person who asked him did not say it, or it seems that he was the person who made the appointment himself, and it is impossible to remember. Is very confusing.
He walked towards the ferris wheel, in his twenties, as if he was no longer a young man, and he didn't want to play those thrilling games.
In the entire amusement park, all the projects are running, and even the empty carousel is slowly going up and down, but only the ferris wheel is stationary. Unstoppable all the way, he walked over, the lowermost car was open with a door, there was a figure faintly, and he walked over and closed the door.
The mechanical shaft sounded, and the ferris wheel slowly started to move up into the sky.
He looked at the man opposite. So familiar contours, sharp and beautiful eyebrows, well-dressed dresses, it seems that they have not changed for so many years, always standing there in a very high place with ease.
"Happy birthday." In the amusement park, a new tune sounded, he smiled and said to Dongjun: "Time passes... so fast. We have known each other for more than 20 years."
Dongjun didn't speak, just looked at him. There seems to be a pool of unstoppable water in his pupils. So deep, Lin Xun didn't know what was hiding there in twenty years.
"I have prepared a gift for you." Lin Xun said: "But I forgot to bring it."
Dong Jun looked at him, and he seemed very gentle. Indeed, Lin Xun thought in a trance, this man had never lost his temper.
Dongjun Road: "It doesn't matter."
"Um..." Lin Xun said: "I have something to tell you."