Chapter 84 Return

The night sky in late autumn in the northern hemisphere is a little lonely, with only the Autumn Quadrilateral overhead and Fomalhaut in the southern sky. As the temperature drops, the stars seem to become dim and bleak. The teacher once taught Banxia to recognize those famous constellations. Andromeda and Pegasus together form the Autumn Quadrilateral, and Fomalhaut is in the Autumn Southern Triangle. Banxia can't remember or find any more. They are not like summer. The air is clear and bright on midsummer nights, and the eyes seem to see infinitely far away. The famous Summer Triangle shines brightly above the head. There are also meteor showers in summer. There is the Perseid meteor shower in August, which is one of the largest meteor showers of the year. The teacher said that there are no more fireworks in this era, but it is suitable for watching meteors.

"Have you ever seen fireworks?" Banxia asked.

"I have seen it." Bai Yang replied, "Who hasn't seen fireworks?"

"Have you seen a shooting star?" Banxia asked again.

"No." Bai Yang snorted, "With our light pollution, we can't even see the stars, let alone shooting stars."

The plane trees were turning yellow all over the mountains. The girl put on long sleeves and long pants. This was the nineteenth autumn she had experienced. During the day, Banxia carried a bag and a bow and arrow, pushed a bicycle, and crossed the wide Zhongshanmen Street. Dead leaves were falling above her head.

Whether there are people around or not, the leaves still fall year after year.

In response to the problems encountered by Banxia, ​​Bai Zhen and Wang Ning reviewed the situation urgently again, and held a video conference with Huawei experts the next day. After all, weekends are also working hours for the latter.

After thinking for a while, the expert said, "Don't worry, I'll write a document for you."

Half an hour later he sent the document over. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning looked at it together for a long time and decided to ask the other party for another instruction document.

Half an hour later, the instruction document was sent over. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning looked at it together for a long time and decided to ask the other party for another instruction document.

Twenty years have passed and they have been unable to communicate with BG4MSR face to face. Without the most effective means of communication, any small problem can become an obstacle that is difficult to overcome. What's more, the other party is a complete newbie. This is simply teaching a monkey to use a typewriter and asking it to type the complete works of Shakespeare. Old White and his father are exhausted, and Banxia is also exhausted, but everyone knows that this is very important and a task that must be completed.

By twelve o'clock on Sunday night, Bai Yang could no longer remember how many times he had failed. The questions were as numerous as a ball of wool, and not only were they messy but he couldn't figure them out either. He was almost out of patience, but the other party was still gritting his teeth and persisting.

"Pick up a hammer and smash all these things! Smash it!" Bai Yang said, "The big hammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty! One hammer can solve all problems!"

"Xiao Yang, you can't give up on yourself. Persistence is victory." Wang Ning shouted in the living room, "Calm down that girl! Keep her calm, and don't give up all your efforts."

"I collapsed before she did!" Bai Yang shouted, "Who invented the C language? If our system cannot run successfully, he will be the culprit of the world's destruction! The sinner of all mankind!"

"Using assembly language will make you even more tired." Wang Ning said, "How is the situation at BG4MSR?"

"Mild mania," Bai Yang replied. "Scratching the wall with his fingernails."

"Hold her steady! Keep her calm! Tell her to hold on a little longer, victory is just around the corner!" Wang Ning said, "We can't fail at the last step to victory!"

"Yes! Perseverance is victory!" Dad followed up, "After success, she can watch whatever she wants!"

"Xiao Yang, tell her that after you succeed, you can show her whatever she wants to see! You can take pictures of anything!" Wang Ning said, "Take pictures of your naked body..."

“Bang!”

This is the sound of Dad slapping "C#: From Beginner to Obsession" on Lao Wang's face.

“Pah!”

This is the sound of my mother slapping "C#: From Beginner to Obsession" on my father and Lao Wang's faces.

“Pah, pah, pah!”

This is the sound of poplars clapping.

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Banxia typed very quickly on the keyboard, her fingers pressing the enter key frantically. At this moment, she was like a computer enter master, and no one in the world could press the enter key faster than her.

The monkeys on Zhongshanmen Street may be better at programming than her, but they certainly can’t press the enter key as fast as she does.

"start up!"

The girl hit the enter key quickly and decisively.

Report an error.

"start up!"

Report an error.

"start up!"

Report an error.

Several days of consecutive failures made the indestructible Huawei communications expert collapse. From Saturday to Wednesday, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning asked him for explanation documents every day, explanation documents of explanation documents, and explanation documents of explanation documents of explanation documents. Finally, the expert said, "Sorry, brother, I'm not experienced enough to handle this situation. I'll recommend a big guy to you. Go find him." So he resolutely pushed his colleagues into the fire pit - Bai Zhen and Wang Ning pounced on them like a tiger seeing a lamb.

Bai Yang couldn't remember how many times he had failed along the way, but Ban Xia remembered it clearly. If we count from 10:40 p.m. on Sunday until 12:30 tonight, in four nights, he failed a total of thirty-three times.

Every time she failed, she would start the inspection phase, from hardware to software, confirming one by one. The girl's patience and confidence were drained away bit by bit, and what was left was inertia. Faced with the error message on the monitor, she rolled on the ground and scratched the wall. After venting her anger, she sat back down and typed on the keyboard. After many days of continuous failures, Banxia realized that programming was no longer a technical job, but a matter of praying to the sky and taking a chance. Before running the code, she should burn incense and take a bath. It would be best to kill chickens and sheep to sacrifice to the computer, recite mantras, and pray to the God of Programming to be generous and let her go.

"God is above, computers are below, God of Programming, please hear my prayer." Banxia stood upright in the room, washed her hands and face, with a serious face, closed her eyes and clasped her hands together, "I, Banxia, ​​pray to you here, hoping that you can bless my code to run successfully without errors. I will always remember your mercy. Teacher, if you are still alive, please find the God of Programming. If it is unwilling to show mercy, please help it to show mercy. Amen, Allahu Akbar, Amitabha, Infinite Heavenly Venerable."

"A bow—!"

Banxia bowed towards the monitor and motherboard on the table.

“Two bows——!”

Banxia bowed again towards the monitor and motherboard on the table.

“Bow three times——!”

Banxia bowed for the last time towards the monitor and motherboard on the table.

Then she walked to the table step by step, sat down upright, held her breath, slowly raised her hands, and slowly pressed the enter key with meticulous movements.

After a few seconds of silence, a huge cheer broke out in Bai Yang's headphones.

“Success! Success! Success success success success success!”

It worked.

Bai Zhen and Wang Ning in the living room stood up suddenly, very excited.

"How did she do that?" Bai Zhen asked. "How did she do that?"

"She said she found the trick." Bai Yang replied.

"What's the trick?"

Bai Yang hesitated for a moment, "Before running, you should pray, chant the mantra and bow three times."

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Banxia thought she had mastered the key to programming, which was to pray to the god of programming and then bow three times to the computer. So in the subsequent software transmission process, she would pray and bow in the room before taking each step. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning felt annoyed by her behavior, but it was hard to say that it was wrong. After all, it was not uncommon for Internet companies to ask masters to consecrate their own servers.

By the time all the software had been transferred and the hyper-temporal and spatial image transmission system had been set up, it was already 1:30 in the morning.

Everyone decided to conduct the formal test tomorrow night, and Bai Yang happened to have time to go out and take pictures the next day.

"We agreed that Confucius Temple, Xinjiekou, and Qinhuai River, none of them can be missing!" Banxia breathed a sigh of relief, very happy.

"I'll spend the whole day tomorrow taking photos for you!" Bai Yang said, "I'll take photos of whatever you want to see! I'll let you have a good look at this world."

Bai Yang woke up very early the next day, earlier than usual. When he yawned and walked out of the bedroom, his father was sitting in the living room watching TV, "Morning News" on CCTV13 News Channel.

"Yesterday afternoon at 14:35, the Taiyuan Satellite Launch Center successfully launched a Long March 6 carrier rocket..."

Bai Yang watched the TV for a few more seconds, then sat down on a chair. His father was sitting across the table, drinking soy milk. "How are you going to take the photo today?"

"Take a batch of photos in the morning, afternoon and evening to show the city of Nanjing from all angles and in all weather conditions." Bai Yang said, "How do you think?"

"Good, take a better picture. You represent the human world."

So Bai Yang deliberately took a detour on his way to school in the morning, riding his bicycle through the small roads. He felt that he could not only take photos of tourist attractions, but also take photos of urban life. Bai Yang was a little proud of his idea - I really can't tell, Bai Yang, you actually have some talent as a photographer and artist! So he took photos of office workers on their way, breakfast stalls queuing up, and students going to school like him.

At noon, he called He Leqin and Yan Zhihan, and the three of them wandered all the way to Xinjiekou, Confucius Temple, and Xuanwu Lake, holding up their phones and taking pictures all the way, taking pictures of buildings, pedestrians, and buses. He Dashao and Yan Ge were curious about his behavior, asking why the little Aries acted like an outsider today, what was there to take pictures of? He had walked this route at least 800 times, if not a thousand times, and knew how to get there with his eyes closed.

Bai Yang didn't explain, he just kept pressing the shutter.

Brother Yan pulled Mr. He aside and asked Xiao Baiyang secretly, "Is he in an online relationship? Is he taking pictures of his girlfriend?"

Mr. He said how would I know.

At the end of the day, Bai Yang had gained a lot and had hundreds of photos stored in his mobile phone, just waiting to be sent to BG4MXH.

Unexpected events may occur unexpectedly.

It should be said that everything was unexpected.

At half past ten in the evening, Bai Yang excitedly climbed up to the eighth floor, took out his key and opened the door, "I'm back——"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The living room was full of people. The moment Bai Yang opened the door, everyone in the living room turned their heads. Bai Yang saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance. He was wearing a black long-sleeved sweatshirt and jeans, and tortoise-shell-framed glasses. He looked tired, a little thin, and looked a little haggard. He was very familiar with that face. It was Zhao Bowen, an old classmate and old friend of his father, an associate professor of physics at Nanjing University, who had been gone for many days without any news. He was finally back.

(End of this chapter)