Chapter 500: Covering Her Hand, Ambiguous Yuanyue (Part 3)
The busy day passed quickly.
Before leaving get off work, Jiang Fuyue handed the auxiliary program he had written to Lao Jin and Ding Yu, and in the process received an angry glare from Lao Bai.
He clutched his heart: "I'm not your only baby anymore, am I?"
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
Xie Dingyuan's chilling gaze drifted over: "Speak properly."
"……oh."
Old Bai walked away dejectedly.
After Lao Jin and Ding Yu tried running the program, they found that the speed was at least three times faster. They immediately smiled and said before leaving that they would treat Jiang Fuyue to dinner another day.
Liu Guan: "Why change the day? Just today, and make up for the meal you owed me last time."
Lao Jin waved his hand and said, "No problem! Let's go!"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "You guys go ahead, I still have some things to deal with."
"How is that possible?" Lao Jin was the first one who didn't believe it.
They all saw how fast Jiang Fuyue was, and he could only be faster than them.
"Let me see..." Ding Yu moved closer to the screen.
"Isn't this decomposition and optimization a step that will be carried out tomorrow?"
"Yeah. I want to take tomorrow off and do it first."
"But the front-end data hasn't come out yet, you..." What to do?
Jiang Fuyue: "Based on my predictions, I set up N+1 groups of optimization processes. When data comes in, it will automatically enter the algorithm for screening. If there are N groups of data, then at least one process in the N+1 groups of optimization processes meets the optimization conditions. At that time, the program will automatically complete the update."
Lao Jin smacked his lips. Using algorithms for screening and program control, it’s completely free of human effort. Awesome!
Ding Yu looked at the dense numbers on the screen and felt dizzy.
On the other hand, Xie Dingyuan was listening attentively, stroking his chin with a thoughtful look on his face.
Jiang Fuyue refused to go, but Liu Guan did not let Lao Jin go.
"Okay, okay, I'll treat you today, and Xiao Jiang another day." Then he turned to Xie Dingyuan and asked, "Professor, are you coming too?"
"No, you go."
The three of them left, and soon only Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan were left in the huge laboratory.
"I've got about... two hours left. How about you go first?"
The man pulled a chair over and sat down, then asked her, "Do you want to take a day off tomorrow?"
"May I?"
"You've already finished your work ahead of time, so why can't you do it?"
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Thank you, boss."
"I'm not your boss..."
"Um?"
Xie Dingyuan waved his hand: "Do you need any help?"
You know what, it really does exist.
Jiang Fuyue pointed at the stack of analysis reports at hand: "The data is out, but the summary hasn't been written yet. How about you..."
The implication is obvious.
The man laughed, resignedly took out his pen, and unscrewed it: "Which page do you want to start from?"
“8.”
Jiang Fuyue looked at his profile as he lowered his head in gaze. The setting sun came through the window and slanted across his forehead, making each eyelash distinct and his pupils glow with the crystal-clear color of glass.
The metal pen was held in his bony hand, and the tip of the pen slid across the paper, making a slight rustling sound.
Suddenly, the man looked at her sideways.
Jiang Fuyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled without dodging or hiding.
"What?" he asked, doubt gradually forming in his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
"You used a fountain pen?"
"Um."
"You rarely see people using fountain pens these days."
“The pen feels more weighty in the hand.”
Jiang Fuyue turned to look at the words he wrote. The strokes were hard and broad, and the force penetrated through the back of the paper.
Like everyone else, he is meticulous, upright and well-behaved.
Suddenly, Xie Dingyuan asked, "Do you want to try it?"
"Um?"
He handed it over, "Hold it, it feels very different."
Jiang Fuyue took it, and their fingertips touched, causing a tingling sensation.
Xie Dingyuan's heart beat faster and his breathing became stagnant.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes flashed slightly.
As he said, the weight of the pen in the hand cannot be ignored. The originally cold pen body still retains the temperature of the man's palm, and is faintly filled with warmth.
"Try writing a few words."
Jiang Fuyue pulled over a piece of paper, put the tip of his pen on the paper, and wrote the word "moon".
"Hold it a little closer."
Jiang Fuyue: "Like this?"
Xie Dingyuan: "It's high."
"So?"
"It's low again."
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched: "Is there any etiquette for holding a pen?"
In her previous life, she had practiced calligraphy under the guidance of Ye Qianji. She only knew that the requirements for writing with a brush were higher, but with a hard pen, as long as the writing was beautiful enough, it didn't matter how to hold the pen.
"Of course. Holding the pen too high makes it difficult to exert force, while holding it too low easily limits your field of vision and makes you ignore the overall picture." As he spoke, he stood up and walked behind Jiang Fuyue.
First, pull the pen out of her hand, hold it in a certain position yourself, then hand it to her, motioning her to take it.
Jiang Fuyue reached out and took it, but his posture was a little stiff.
The next second, warmth came over her, and the man wrapped his palm around her hand: "Like this... then put pen to paper..."
Warm breath sprayed on the side of my ear, the fragrance of pine wood lingered around, and every deep breath was filled with his scent.
Jiang Fuyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she saw the word "Yuan" (Yuan) jumping into her eyes, standing side by side with the word "Yue" (Yue) she had written earlier.
"Did you see clearly?" The man's tone was calm, but if Jiang Fuyue turned around at this moment, she would see his restless eyes and the crimson blush spreading from his ears to his neck...
Three updates, two thousand words.
Warning! Warning! Today's sugar intake is too high!
(End of this chapter)
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