Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao stood beside him and watched for a minute, but did not make a sound.

Huo Yulin noticed that the little girl hadn't left yet, so he couldn't help but raised his head to look at her. Seeing her eyes fall on her computer screen, he paused slightly and said, "Are you also interested in small code programs?"

He dazzled once before seeing the software for writing programs on her computer, so he guessed.

"I'll study it occasionally." Huo Yao replied, after thinking about it, he added: "I am also studying biological computing. Although it is different from an ordinary computer major, it is also similar."

Hearing this, Huo Yulin nodded, "The essential difference is not big, it's only different in the field."

"Yeah." Huo Yao's eyes drooped slightly, and he asked casually: "Brother Brother, what do you write this program for?"

"This is a topic I found in a forum on the Internet. It's quite interesting, so I downloaded it for research and research." Huo Yulin explained.

"But the initial test code of this program seems to be making things difficult." Huo Yulin rubbed his chin with his fingers and said again.

Huo Yao thoughtfully, did not say too much about the data core, only said: "Virtual functions are also used on our biological computers, but there is a shortcoming, the coverage library fault tolerance rate is too high, it may be changed to other docking Better, such as module decomposition."

"Module decomposition?"

Huo Yulin's eyes condensed slightly, and some numbers seemed to be beating before his eyes.

After a long pause, his face suddenly crossed with enlightenment, and he was busy deleting and rewriting a large piece of code that had just been written on the computer.

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows and left without disturbing him.

After Huo Yulin had written the code program, and there was no problem after experimenting and demonstrating, there was joy on his face, and when he raised his head again, there was nowhere else in the hall with his sister.

Huo Yulin was silent for a while, then smiled, and then clicked on a software on the computer, found the reply section of the section, and sent the newly written program to friends on the forum.

*

Huo Yao took a shower after returning to the room, and most of the sleepiness subsided after coming out.

She walked to the desk, pulled out the chair to sit down, and turned on the computer.

Click on the chat tool and log in to the account invisibly.

Probably because she rarely goes online and never chats with people. Basically, no one is looking for her. She browsed the group and found nothing new. She curled her lips and closed the dialog box.

Huo Yao was thinking about genetic programming calculations on artificial life, and he was about to take out the data to read it. Only then did he remember that his backpack was still in Min Yu's car and forgot to bring it back.

Huo Yao leaned back in the chair, pressing her eyebrows with her fingertips, the delicate collarbone under the collar of her pajamas was looming, and her skin was crystal clear and cold. She sat quietly for a few minutes. She took the phone on the desktop.

Just about to click on WeChat, a dialog box popped up on the computer. She paused with her fingertips and glanced sideways at the screen.

The nickname on the dialog box is J.

J: [Dad, you are finally online. 】

Huo Yao: [...]

Suddenly, he changed his mouth from elementary school to call his father, which was really unaccustomed.

Huo Yao glanced at the icon status in the lower right corner of the computer again, raised his eyebrows, and typed his reply: [It seems that you have made a lot of progress recently. 】

The man on the computer side twitched his cheeks. This is not praise, but contempt.

As a hacker, you don’t even know if someone is online. Isn’t that an insult to IQ?

He coughed, he automatically skipped this passage, and his attitude was unprecedentedly friendly: [Dad, what have you been up to this time? 】