Chapter 17:

On the second day of the old man's class, Master Mao Mao yawned into the classroom and sat down on the stool.
"water."
I'm your maidservant?
"water."
Zhu Yun honestly handed over a bottle of mineral water, Li Zuo finished drinking, barely lifted his spirit and turned on the computer.
"I want to take a few days off." Zhu Yun said.
"What are you doing?"
"being busy."
"what's up?"
"Why do you care so much?"
Li Diao scanned her up and down for a round.
"Menical period?"
"..............."
Li Yao said generously: "Yes, give you paid vacation."
The conversation seemed smooth.
As a result, Zhu Yun received a phone call from Li Yu while he was studying the project of Baoke in the bedroom.
Zhu Yun discovered this feature of Li Zhuangyuan when he was at the base. His contacts rarely send text messages and almost never use chat tools. He feels that the efficiency is too low. Who he wants to find, call directly, and wait to die if he doesn't answer.
Zhu Yun first drink water to moisten his throat-"Hey?"
"Come out for me." He murmured.
"Now?" Zhu Yun looked out and said, "It's too late."
"I'm downstairs in your dormitory, and I'll give you a minute." Then I hung up the phone.
I have to change my clothes. In a minute, do you let me jump downstairs?
Zhu Yun weighed for three seconds between his clothes and Li Xie, and then went downstairs in his pajamas.
Li Yao was waiting beside the milk tea shop in front of the dormitory building.
It was already dark, and the faint lights of the milk tea shop were not enough to disperse the low air pressure around Li Yu. Zhu Yun walked over, and boss Li spoke five meters away--
"Brained the door?"
"..."
Can you speak well?
The match between the yellow hair monster and the pajama girl was too eye-catching, and Zhu Yun couldn't hold the eyes of the classmates.
Li 峋 followed her to the bush.
There is no light, only moonlight.
There's also firelight ... Li Qiu lit a cigarette, and the orange smoke star was also bright and dark.
"You tell me what do you want?" He asked again.
There is a moon in the sky, silver, beautiful.
... but not bright enough.
"Are you still smiling?" Li Xiao stared at her with staring eyes.
Zhu Yun shook his head quickly, with a serious expression.
Li Xiao was enough to go straight to the topic: "Zhang Xiaobei is looking for you to make things?"
Zhu Yun nodded and was interrupted by Li Xie before he even spoke—
"Push."
"... I have agreed."
"I let you push!"
He was impatient and Zhu Yun was not convinced.
"No."
"Dare you listen to me?"
"..."
Zhu Yun paused and said, "Li Dao."
"Ok?"
"I think you misunderstood something ..."
"What am I misunderstanding?"
She kindly explained it to him.
"You and I ... are classmates, and we have no relationship with superiors and subordinates." Zhu Yun calmly reasoned with him. "Although I respect your leadership position at the base, we have no verbal agreement and no labor contract. To be honest, I really think you have no good reason--" she looked at him, "let me listen to you. "
be quiet.
silence.
Then be quiet.
Then silence.
In the final silence, Li Yao nipped his waist and said lightly, "So are we equal?"
Zhu Yun nodded.
Yes, yes, equal relations, equality between men and women, long live equality.
... but can you stop going forward.
Li Yao wore a black tight-fitting sportswear, still standing collar, like a blade, the whole person is deep and scary with a stripe, Zhu Yun's soft yellow pajamas had no attack in front of him.
He seemed to move forward casually, but forced Zhu Yun to retreat irrevocably, and affixed it to the trees on the side of the road, and the branches hung against her back, as if the soldiers were holding eighteen weapons against her. ,ask--
"Are we equal relations?" He lowered his head and said again.
He nearly blocked the moon.
Ok……
Okay okay okay.
I admit that you may be slightly higher than me ... then ... a little ...
After Zhu Yun admits counsel, he once again slander, this kind of person who makes use of gender and height advantage is really shameful.
What Li Yao had to say, but in an instant, Zhu Yun saw a person across the road, she did not give Li Yi an opportunity, with a thunderous thunder, she shouted back: "Julie Ye!"
Everyone: "............"
Zhu Yun tweeted Li Diao: "Look, Juliet, your Juliet is out of class." She pointed back hard, and Li Diao looked at her expressionlessly.
Zhu Yun didn't even know what Li Yixin's girlfriend was called. The deepest impression she left on Zhu Yun was the word-book practice that day.
But this girl is also a must. When she heard Juliet, she knew she was and trot happily.
"Li Dao!"
Taking advantage of Li Xie's kung fu, Zhu Yun swept out.
"Will you practice the lines with me again?" Juliet complained about Li Zhi's arm, "The Romeo that the teacher gave me is too short, and I can't release my feelings!"
Zhu Yun said beside him, "Well, you go to practice, and I will go back."
Li Yaopi looked at her with a smile.
Juliet hugged Li Qiu: "All right, let's go."
Li 峋: "Well."
Juliet greeted Zhu Yun: "Then let's go first."
Zhu Yun bowed: "Have fun."
Li Diao and his girlfriend left.
Zhu Yun walked to the milk tea shop and turned around.
They blend into the back of the night, so gentle and light.
What does the line say?
Forgive me, it's the night that has revealed the secret in my heart, don't take my promise as shameless frivolous.

Zhu Yun went to Zhang Xiaobei's laboratory for the first time, and it felt like a labor workshop.
As long as there are no special matters for Han Jiakang and others-such as helping Zhang Xiaobei to buy things, taking express delivery, etc., he is required to stay in the laboratory for eight nights ... I don't know the time. The fixed mode is more stable than commuting.
The "good project for future development" in Zhang Xiaobei's mouth was to develop a system for the municipal finance bureau to fill in fixed asset statements.
When Zhang Xiaobei was absent, Han Jiakang secretly told Zhu Yun that the project was very watery. At present, the system has been developed by half. The previous programmer of the Baoke company was temporarily transferred because of something. No one was willing to take the rest. .
Han Jiakang said with disdain: "This kind of government project is basically a set of public money, and the success of the final success depends entirely on whether the leaders of the acceptance check are doing better."
He said to Zhu Yun: "Moreover, the programmers over there aren't really a problem. They just dealt with the first round of inspections. After the funds are available, Baoke people are not interested. Zhang Xiaobei has been holding Baoke's thighs. Open, she must pick up the mess. "
Zhu Yun studied the code written by the previous programmer, and she felt okay. Although it is not as perfect and powerful as Li Yi's code, it is easy to understand and the quality is fair.
Wait ... Zhu Yun interrupted his thoughts.
Has his level reached the scale of the scale in her heart?
After two days, Zhu Yun interpreted the codes of his predecessors and tried to sort them out on the basis of him.
Zhang Xiaobei took time out of her busy schedule to see her progress.
"Run it to me."
right now?
Zhu Yun hadn't recovered yet. Zhang Xiaobei was very aggressive and decisively pressed the run button. Then he looked more serious and said, "How come there are more than ten errors and more than thirty warnings?"
Zhu Yun just wanted to say something, and after seeing Han Jiakang trying to make her wink, she shut up.
"The progress is not good. Hurry up and fix all the errors and alarms. The code runs first and then talks."
After that, a gust of wind left.
In the afternoon, there is an English class. Before the class, Zhu Yun was idle graffiti on the paper.
"It's ugly."
Zhu Yun twitched and looked up. Uncle Li didn't know when he was sitting next to him.
In the past, they would only sit together in Mr. Lin's class. What happened today?
Zhu Yun closed the graffiti book, and the teacher happened to be in the room.
Li Yao didn't mean to attend the class at all. Zhu Yun can understand that when she went to the base on the first day, she saw that his desk was filled with brick-like thick English original programming books.
His math and English, when to take the exam, when to get full marks.
Zhu Yun was lamenting God's injustice in his heart, Li Li said over there: "How is it?"
"How is it?"
"You can die without pretending to be stupid?"
"..."
Zhu Yun pursed her lips, Li Qiu asked in a low voice:
"how about it?"
"Okay."
He frowned, and Zhu Yun always felt that he was a little irritable. If this is not a class, he should have taken out the cigarette long ago.
"Say questions."
"no problem."
"No need to help."
"No need to."
Li Yao looked at her, Zhu Yun raised an eyebrow at him, he didn't know what to expect, he snorted, and scolded: "It's ..."
Your mental activity looks no less than mine, Zhu Yun secretly said.
Zhu Yun did not succeed. In fact, she really didn't need to help, because she didn't even plan to make that ghost system at all.
Especially after asking Zhang Xiaobei a few questions and making clear that she didn't know anything about the project, Zhu Yun was a Nanshan race horse and wrote with joy.
Han Jiakang said that Zhang Xiaobei hates being lazy the most, so one of the characteristics of her inspection program is that the more lines, the happier she is.
Happy to hear.
So Zhu Yun's speed is like sitting on a rocket. He submits more than one file a day, and pulls down the system stability of the original program.
She wrote with the most cumbersome logic and applied with the most disgusting template. Within three days, the entire system has become like a minefield and seems to be operating normally. In fact, it is all traps, without readability and scalability At all.
Zhu Yun wanted to vomit after reading it himself.
But Zhang Xiaobei was happy.
The progress is fast enough, there are enough lines, and it can run.
It's perfect.
Then, after a few days of perfection, disaster came.
One day Zhu Yun went to the laboratory and found that the atmosphere was not right. Everyone's waist was lower than usual, and their heads were buried deeper than usual.
Han Jiakang passed by Zhu Yun and whispered: "Zhang Xiaobei was scolded by Baoke, you--"
There were clanging powerful high-heeled shoes in the corridor, Han Jiakang turned pale, and went back without saying anything.
Zhang Xiaobei pushed in the door, walked straight to Zhu Yun, and threw a stack of materials that he didn't know which project was on the table.
She pointed to Zhu Yun's nose, in front of the whole laboratory, and said sharply:
"You tell me what you call it!"