Seeing the news from Xuejie, Hao Yun was very happy and replied with a smile.

It's not bad. It's half as good as me

Without waiting two seconds, a message from the opposite side came back.

What, half of it  ̄~ ̄#)】

Why?

Is that not high enough?

Hao Yun was slightly stunned, but he quickly and tactfully changed his mouth and typed.

In fact, I mean, although only half of my verve is sung, the other half is not even sung by me. In a word, each has its own merits! It's worth encouraging!]

This time there was a little silence.

Several seconds later, a message came back.

Hum, you can talk

Seeing the news, Hao Yun smiles, puts his mobile phone aside and continues to brush his reference materials.

Previously, I was just tired of learning to brush my neck and relax for a while. These days, he spent most of the day in the library to preview. He has read 7788 courses this semester.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, his learning ability is pretty good. With the help of system talent this time, as long as it's a programming related course, it's not like flying fast, at least it's like walking flat.

At least undergraduate level of knowledge, there is no kind of eating for a long time can not eat through things.

So far, he has basically finished the knowledge points in class, and even started to nibble the extracurricular content.

For example, "brain computer interface" theory heard from elder martial brother Chen some time ago.

Although elder martial brother Chen does not understand this concept, it seems that there is a new breakthrough in this aspect of technology.

Recently, Jiangcheng university has held several lectures on this concept, and expert groups from all over the world have also held many seminars here.

For this kind of frontier research, the academic community usually has a much sharper sense of smell than the industry.

Hao Yun felt that if there were no major discoveries, it would be a bit too much publicity.

If brain computer interface technology really makes a breakthrough, not to mention what field it will be used in first, or what industry it will have a significant impact on, at least the game industry he is familiar with will usher in a subversive revolution.

The speed of scientific and technological progress in this world is much faster than that of the world before he crossed. In just over ten years, the field of civil electronics has achieved a leap from zero to 5nm manufacturing process.

It's hard to say how long this brain computer interface technology will be realized, but as general manager Hao of Yunmeng group, Hao Yun feels that he needs to know something about this frontier.

Besides, he is now studying in Jiangcheng University, and has a good relationship with President Li. He can keep abreast of the latest developments in academic circles at any time. If this technology can be realized, he is likely to be the first to know the news.

Such a unique advantage, if you do not grasp it, it is too sorry for the cultivation of the alma mater and the system.

At this moment, what Hao Yun doesn't know is that when he puts his mobile phone aside and continues to look at his information carefully, Lin Mengmeng, who is far away in his room, is holding his mobile phone with a blushing face. His heart beats like a water pump, and his ears seem to be steaming.

What's going on?

Mingming, Mingming is very normal communication... But the heartbeat is very fast.

I feel very happy when I'm praised. I feel discouraged when I don't get the expected reply. I even hesitate to express my face for a long time. The words on the screen are always deleted and changed

Looking at the line of words on the mobile phone screen, I felt the palpitation of Lin Mengmeng. There was a trace of confusion in my eyes.

"... what's wrong with me."

……

"I'm so split."

Zhang Xiang, who was sitting in front of the computer, was weeping in disgust as he pressed his nose with a paper towel.

Three days!

His sleeping time added up to less than five hours, the whole process did not broadcast.

In the case of no strategy to refer to, he Leng is relying on his rich game experience and excellent game talent, groping to play the end.

No accident, he should be the first live broadcast of the end of the anchor.

However

He preferred that none of this had happened.

I didn't meet the girl named Yu Xiaoxue in Yuehe village, nor the chivalrous and righteous yu'er in Heishan Town, nor did I forward any Weibo lucky draw, nor did I pay for the game

If all this had not happened, he would not have cried in front of millions of people in the studio.

Ten days in the sky and ten years underground, the Sui Dynasty was peaceful, and now it is the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Jingqiu, who returns to the world, brings Xiaoxue to the master's tomb. His former companions are so rare that they forget only one name.

Xiaoxue plays the pipa, and the sound of the pipa makes the girl stop.

The girl said, the song is so familiar, I don't know its name.

Chen Jingqiu scratched his head and said he had a good memory, but he only forgot the name of the song.

Xiaoxue choked and said, brother Chen, its name is Ruyi yuerqu.

Sitting in front of the computer, Zhang Xiang is choking.

Not only that, he could not help saying "I (WO) love (* * (NIMA)" to the production team.

The barrage in the studio rolled by.

Very rare, this time, not many people cursed Zhang Xiang, on the contrary, many people put words of comfort on the public screen.

Everyone's feelings from the game are not the same, but moving is roughly the same.

It's hard to calm down for a long time.

It's not only Zhang Xiang, but also the audience sitting in front of the computer watching the live broadcast.

This is what we call empathy.

[the ending is too miserable...]

[wuwuwu, it makes me cry

Ah, I didn't expect that even Zhang Xiang, who has no face, no skin and no horse, would cry like this. Yeqingjie

[I have said for a long time, don't choose Xiaoxue, don't choose Xiaoxue, yu'er is so good, why don't you choose yu'er? Zhang Xiang of dog day, a brain thing of essence and insect

Shit, does it make any difference who you choose? Spicy chicken production group, I've been playing the game for dozens of hours, so you can make the ending for me? "

[yes! There's a problem with the ending. It's not forced feeding. What is it

Don't worry. This is the end. What if there are other endings besides this one

[there is also a fart ending! I just came from the night God's studio next door. It's 72 hours' continuous broadcasting. It's on the yu'er line. It just ended a few minutes ago, and TMD is a be!]

What are you doing?! No way!]

[refund! Damn it! I've been playing games for dozens of hours. Will you show me this? No happy ending, refund on the spot!]

Looking at the barrage swept by the lines, the fire in Zhang Xiang's heart was also lit.

He clenched his fist, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and straightened the microphone around his mouth.

"Brother Meng."

"I seldom ask you to do anything, because I also know that half of the studio is black powder of dog day."

"But this time I have to ask you, we have to unite and put pressure on the production team!"

"We contributed nearly 100 million sales and spent dozens of hours in the end, but it made me cry."

"I can't accept that the end of Tema is a tragedy!"

"If you don't get a happy ending, you'll get a refund!"

"Wash the tower for me!"