Nan is always an old-fashioned scholar with the rigidity and meticulousness of that era.

Therefore, it's disgusting to see a group of young people talking about business here.

"Stop chatting. This is a technology group!"

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“……”

“……”

When he finished, the ellipsis in the lower row.

"Zhang Jian came out and came to me this afternoon. The last question hasn't been discussed yet!"

[xiaojianjian]:

[xiaojianjian]: Mr. Nan, the doctoral advisor has a topic in the afternoon. Why not another day?

Zhang Jian is looking for a reason to hide.

Nan Guanghong is now full of energy. Zhang Jian had to attend the last public relations group meeting. He said that his professional level in hardware might help.

As a result, in the conference room, from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., a group of young people couldn't stand having only one lunch in the conference room.

From then on, but Fannan always went to Zhang Jian. Zhang Jian had to ask what he had done in the past.

If it's technical support, it's easy to say. If Nan Lao asks him to discuss problems, he can hide. He can't really do this old man.

Now the system laboratory is secretly called nanguanghong "devil perpetual motion machine", so he doesn't know how tired he is.

"Nanlao, another day. I'm busy in the afternoon."

As a result, Zhang Jian's message was sent out, and Nan Lao didn't reply for a long time.

Zhang Jian is still thinking. He's busy. Don't you see?

I'm relieved. If I don't see it, I don't see it. Anyway, I said, it's your business to not see it.

Two minutes later, Nan Lao jumped out again.

[Nan Guanghong]: come on, I've called old Dong. I can't go this afternoon.

[xiaojianjian]: "!!!"

Lao Dong is Zhang Jian's doctoral advisor.

[little stone]: Ha! So overbearing?

[little madman]: Uncle Nan is powerful!

[Xiaoxiao]: Uncle Nan is domineering!

[nanguanghong]: be quiet, don't make noise.

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“……”

“……”

[Nan Guanghong]: pony, are you the OICQ programmer?

[brother Ma]: Mr. Nan, I'm the boss.

[Nan Guanghong]: boss? You didn't develop it? What are you doing in the technology group?

[brother pony]:

Shenzhen almost suffered an internal injury.

He now understood why Liu Jixiang and Nan Guanghong couldn't go together.

Hold for a long time, "Nan Lao, I'm the boss and developer."

Nan Lao, "Oh, do you know Linus?"

Brother Pony: "I know!"

Nan Lao said, "let me ask you a question. If we want to develop a system similar to Linus, or simply an improved system based on Linus, what functions do you think are needed and what parts of Linus need to be improved?"

Brother Ma replied, "is the architecture similar to Linus, or is the concept similar?"

Nanlao, "do you have both!"

The laboratory was established years later, and then nanguanghong recruitment team, R & D center construction and so on.

Until recently, nanguanghong's system R & D team has just taken shape and began to work formally.

Nan Lao continued: "Xiao Qilei wants an open source public system. Of course, it's better to do it based on Linus."

Brother pony frowned and thought about it. He just wanted to reply.

But Qi Lei suddenly interposed in the conversation between the two people, "no play! No future!"

Nanlao was not happy at that time. "You don't know technology. What advice do you make?"

Qi Lei, "..."

[little stone]: @ brother Ma, please persuade me. I can't tell the old man.

[brother pony]: "

[little stone]: Nan Lao wants to build another Linus, or develop it on the basis of Linus. I mean, neither of these options is feasible. Linus has no future for the market.

[Nan Guanghong]: if you want to open source, of course, the model of the first generation Linus is the most accepted in the industry.

Here, Qi Lei is helpless looking at the screen. This is the current difference between him and Nan Lao.

Nan Lao means that since we want to open source, we should give developers and application manufacturers a certain personality space.

Just like Linus in the beginning, it is easy, safe and easy to rewrite.

But in Qi Lei's view, this is looking for death.

……

Yes, in 1999, there was no open source PC operating system. Linus came out in 1991.

After eight years, under the updated version and improvement of generation after generation of authors, now it has a certain popularity and recognition in the industry.

But the problem is, only in the industry!!

Linus is open source, but to be honest, this system was not born for business at the beginning of its birth.

Linus tovaz spent half a year writing Linus, and the original version was only more than 10000 lines of code. It is more like a system saved by enthusiasts in the technology forum bit by bit, with the stubborn and paranoid attributes of the technology house like Nanlao.

Speaking of image, it is the feeling of floating in the clouds.

It's really awesome. It has many advantages, but you can't see or touch it. It has high requirements for developers and users, is not grounded, and doesn't have commercial attributes.

However, Nanlao thinks that since you want to open source, it is of course Linus's route? The code is simpler, leaving room for subsequent developers to change and personalize.

As for the re development scheme based on Linus, the concept is the same as that of the previous scheme, leaving room for developers.

Well, to tell you the truth, in this era, including the next 20 years, anyone who engages in programming has an inexplicable preference for Linus, and some even worship.

In this regard, Qi Lei's idea is exactly the opposite of that of Nan Lao.

Commercialization and programmer's self hi are completely different things.

The open source system he wants is that users feel personalized and are willing to pay for it, rather than programmers feel personalized. It's very high.

In fact, writing code is like writing a novel. Some people write beautiful words, unique literary talent and wonderful stories. But he writes classical Chinese.

It's written Hi, and it shows its level, but most people can't understand it!

Some people write a lot of vernacular, but the story is also wonderful.

Then you say, which of these two is good?

If it's a literary award, it must be when she was at school. She had to hold her crotch in the school. The lilac trees behind the main building and the chimney roots behind the boiler room dare not go. Those smokers can only focus on the "gun tower" to smoke.

I don't know how. It is said that Zhang Nan has never been angry with the students and doesn't care much at ordinary times. But after a year, no one in No. 2 middle school was afraid of her.

On the contrary, the seemingly ferocious teaching director and old president Dong are not so afraid.

When Zhang Nan was away, he was very relaxed. As soon as she came back, the atmosphere was different.

Previously, Tang Xiaoyi and a group of smokers in his class bragged behind the main building after class. As a result, he was blocked by Zhang Nan.

Although Tang Yi didn't smoke, Zhang Nan looked at him and left a psychological shadow.

In the future, as long as Zhang Nan is at school, Tang Yi will be honest.

At this time, Tang Yi shouted, "what's special? Today, I was drunk and raised my mouth, otherwise I didn't know your mother was back."

Wu Xiaojian immediately teased and said, "look at your promise, what are you afraid of?"

Just then, a bicycle passed behind, and a light sentence passed by the five people, "hurry up, don't be late."

Wu Xiaojian looked for his voice, but he was all over, shrunk his neck and weak his voice: "Hello, headmaster..."

Several other people also quickly stand at attention and say hello.

Until President Zhang rode away, Tang Xiaoyi stared at the beads, "see!? see!? you don't know where she came from. It's so scary!"

Even Xu Xiaoqian nodded to agree with this. It's really a little mysterious.

At that time, everyone was not interested in chatting. They silently accelerated their steps, and then watched Zhang Nan ride farther and farther.

With the distance, the hearts of the friends are becoming more and more relaxed.

However, you can't find it without staring at Zhang Nan's back. From a distance, Zhang Nan saw an obvious deceleration at the school gate, and his eyes drifted to a newly opened shop opposite the school gate.

Everyone naturally looked along Zhang Nan's eyes, but they couldn't see clearly because they were too far away.

Tang Xiaoyi's eyes were good, but he narrowed his eyes, but he was more and more confused, "isn't that... Isn't that your black widow!?"

“?????”

“?????”

“?????”

“?????”

Qi Lei, Wu Ning, Xu Qian and Yang Xiaodeng have a question mark in their head.

Black widow? Liu Yanbo? The head teacher who let Qi Lei go?

Take a few steps. As a result, mouse face, small setback, not Liu Yanbo, who is it!?

"Why does she have the face to come here?"

What bothers Yang Xiao most is this silly fork. He is not polite at all.

"Have been fired, and have the face to come to No. 2 middle school?"

In this regard, Wu Xiaojian and Tang Xiaoyi agreed, "indeed, how thick skinned!"

But they didn't expect that the more frightening thing was still behind!

When everyone came to the school gate and looked at Liu Yanbo, they finally knew why President Zhang, such a fairy, would slow down and behave abnormally.

The glass door of the shop behind Liu Yanbo was pasted with bright characters:

Class, external, auxiliary and guidance!

"Fuck!"

Wu Xiaojian didn't hold back and scolded, "she can also coach? Who goes and who is sick!"

Unexpectedly, someone really went.

In fact, after Liu Yanbo's dismissal, not only did he not decline, but he lived a beautiful life!

Generally speaking, teachers who are dismissed from key middle schools are lucky and have a way to continue teaching in a general high school in Shangbei city.

If there is no way, then go to the township middle school to muddle along. Naturally, the income has plummeted.

Liu Yanbo belongs to the related one.

Just think about it. Zhang Nan came to Shangbei as soon as she was transferred to Shangbei. Can there be fewer people who were spared by her before?

It is reasonable to say that there are still jobs in Puzhong and vocational high schools.

But Liu Yanbo didn't go and set up a cram school with the other retired teachers.

No, it's a private educational institution, to be exact.

A regular cram school, a licensed one.

No matter which age, there is no shortage of parents who want their children to succeed. They always feel that their children don't learn enough. Even Xu Xiaoqian can't help being vulgar.

In this era, most cram schools are opened in black, or school teachers use winter and summer vacation to earn some extra money.

It's not as common as later generations, nor will it be reported that if you don't teach well in school, private goods will stay in cram schools. It's still in the past.

But those who work in private can't compare with this kind of licensed returning army?

This year, Liu Yanbo not only didn't have a miserable life, but also had a good time.

Let's put it this way. Now she has four recruitment outlets like the gate of No. 2 middle school.

There is one Cultural Palace Square, one second middle school, one experimental middle school and one private middle school.

She has no rival in Shangbei cram school.

There are four night classes and six weekend classes in junior high school.

The summer vacation is only a month away, but more than 100 people have been recruited for the summer classes in junior and senior high schools.

Qi Lei looked at the black widow standing at the door chatting with a junior high school teacher. His heart said, why did she kill her back?

Return gun?

Smashing?

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