Chapter 128 Anxiety

After hanging up the video call with Lin Yan, I felt like I was injected with adrenaline. The lethargy I had just felt towards the code was swept away, and I was in a state of extreme excitement and slight anxiety.

Boss Lingxiao! Alive! Maybe we should have dinner together! Ask him in person!

These key words played in my head in a loop, making my head buzz.

I took several deep breaths and finally suppressed the urge to run around the dormitory building.

"Calm down! Chen Rui! Calm down!" I slapped my face. "You're here to ask questions, not to chase stars! You can't embarrass Lin Yan! You can't embarrass your alma mater! And you can't embarrass... your future fellow game developers!"

Yes! Don’t lose face!

I immediately rushed to my computer and pulled out all the documents, codes, notes, core problems encountered, and various (failed) solutions I had tried for my plug-in project.

I need to organize them clearly and logically so that the boss can understand my ideas and bottlenecks at a glance, so that I can get guidance efficiently!

So, for the next few hours, I was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge (mainly struggling to drown).

I reorganized the logic, drew a flow chart, added detailed comments to the obscure code segments, and even carefully prepared a short PPT to introduce the project background and core goals - although Lin Yan said it was in the name of "technical exchange", I had to come up with something decent!

During the process, I couldn't help but click on the homepage of "Lingxiao" in the technical community countless times, and repeatedly read his insightful sharing and paper abstracts. The more I read, the more I felt awe-inspiring, and the more I read, the more... nervous I became.

"With my level...will he really not laugh at me?" "Are the questions I ask too naive?" "Will he think I'm not cut out for this job?" "What if he thinks I'm stupid and doesn't bother to talk to me?"

All kinds of self-doubt began to bubble up.

The excitement I'd felt earlier slowly faded, replaced by a kind of trepidation akin to "homesickness." This was the master I'd admired for so long!

I couldn't help but send another message to Lin Yan: "Lin Yan...do you think the boss doesn't even want to come? Are we being too presumptuous?"

Lin Yan replied quickly, his tone as calm as ever: "It's our business whether to make an appointment or not, and it's his business whether to come or not. Don't worry, even if he doesn't come, there's no loss. If he comes, it's a gain."

This sounds reasonable, but I still feel anxious: "But I always feel that what I prepare is not good enough... I am afraid of wasting his time..."

Lin Yan: "Wife, where's that confidence you usually have when you're arguing with me? Just use half of it for this. Believe me, you're already amazing."

After hearing what he said, I felt a little more at ease.

Yeah, what's there to be afraid of? Isn't the worst possible outcome just rejection? It's not like I haven't been rejected before! (Although being rejected by an idol might hurt for a long time.)

But Lin Yan's next message followed immediately: "However, you can prepare, but don't stay up too late. I see that you have dark circles under your eyes. If you go to see people with two panda eyes tomorrow, they will think I'm abusing you."

Me: "...I know, I know, Auntie Lin."

Lin Yan: "[Smiling] Who are you calling nanny? Are you ready to be fucked?"

I quickly admitted my mistake: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Mr. Lin is the most handsome! Mr. Lin is the best!"

Putting down my phone, I continued to organize.

But besides the technical issues, my mind was also full of uncontrollable fantasies about the meeting: What should I wear? Would it look silly if it was too formal? Would it be disrespectful if it was too casual? What should I say first when I met her?

"Hello Master Lingxiao, I am your fan"?

This is so unfashionable! What should we talk about during dinner? Besides technology, can we talk about games? Will he think I'm not doing my job properly? ...

I kept jumping back and forth between "Aa ...

On the other side, Lin Yan looked at the messages full of anxiety and excitement from me on the mobile phone screen, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

He put down his phone and said to Wang Qiang, who was reporting on his work, "Wait a moment. Wang Qiang, do you know a well-known technical expert in the gaming community? His ID seems to be... 'Ling Xiao'?"

Wang Qiang was stunned and scratched his head. "Ling Xiao? I seem to have some impression of him... Is he the one who's really good at AI? Why are you suddenly asking about him, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Yan remained calm. "Well, there might be a technical cooperation to discuss. You should find out more about his background. The more detailed the better. Especially...um...what's his personality like and whether he's easy to get along with."

Although Wang Qiang was a little puzzled, he immediately agreed: "Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll check it out right away!"

Lin Yan nodded, his fingertips tapping the table unconsciously.

He would never admit it. He just wanted to find out in advance what kind of person this "great god" who made me so excited and admired was.

What if he's just a name for nothing? What if he's eccentric and hard to get along with? What if... he has some unnecessary "interest" in my Ruirui?

(Although reason told him that the latter possibility was extremely low, Mr. Lin was a jealous person and never a place for reason.)

A while later, Wang Qiang sent over the detailed information he'd found. "Boss Lin, I've found it. Ling Xiao, whose real name is Ling Zhao, is the Chief Technology Officer of XX Company. He's truly a technical prodigy with a good reputation within the industry and no negative information. He's said to be low-key and pragmatic, a bit of a tech geek, but not difficult to get along with. He's married, has a daughter, and lives a happy family."

Seeing the words "married, has a daughter, and a happy family", Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, and his tense jawline softened a lot.

Well, it sounds like he's a serious techie with a stable family and a reduced threat level.

He replied to Wang Qiang: "Okay, got it."

Then, he opened my chat box and sent a message in a relaxed tone: "Baby, I just had someone do some quick research. Ling Xiao has a good reputation and is a down-to-earth technician. Don't be too nervous. Just communicate normally."

When I received the message and saw the evaluation of "a down-to-earth technical person", I felt a little more at ease.

Lin Yan is really reliable! He always gives me the information and support I need most!

"Yeah! Thank you, husband! [Kiss]" I blew him a kiss in return.

Lin Yan looked at the affectionate expression and curled his lips in satisfaction. Great, the crisis was over (even though the crisis he unilaterally declared might never have existed), and he could also improve his reliability in his wife's heart.

He put down his phone and returned to work, his mood brightening. But occasionally, a thought would cross his mind: Which suit should I wear to look more impressive on our meeting day?

OK, this is a continuation of the tense, exciting, and somewhat anecdotal experience of the meeting day: