Fu Hanchuan low voice, "Sheng Sheng, you like, eat more."
Qin Sheng looked at Fu Hanchuan and saw the smile in his eyes. Qin Sheng looked back in a panic. She bowed her head slightly, "thank you, brother Fu."
Fu Hanchuan looks at Qin Sheng's earlobe with a smile. There is no doubt that it is more red.
Then he picked up a shrimp, peeled it and put it into Qin Sheng's bowl.
He didn't stop until he peeled four shrimps.
This dinner, Qin Sheng did not dare to look at Fu Hanchuan, and Fu Hanchuan's eyes fell on Qin Sheng from time to time. Every time he saw Qin Sheng's red ears, his lips were raised.
After dinner, Qin Sheng did not dare to face Fu Hanchuan again in a short time. Instead of sitting in the living room with Fu Hanchuan as usual, she went back to her room.
She turned on the computer and continued to deal with the memory problem.
However, she was unable to concentrate.
Fu Hanchuan's figure appears in his mind from time to time.
The code on the computer screen is written and deleted, written and deleted.
An hour passed without any progress.
There are few things that can affect Qin Sheng's mind, and Fu Hanchuan is one of them.
Qin Sheng's heart is very complicated.
This feeling, she is conscious to escape.
Qin Sheng doesn't like the idea of being out of his control, especially when it comes to Fu Hanchuan.
Fu Hanchuan only regards her as a sister, which she knows very well.
If Fu Hanchuan knew her idea, would he stay away from her?
Qin Sheng's brain is in a mess.
She should only regard Fu Hanchuan as a friend and a brother.
An hour later, Qin Sheng was still sitting in his office chair.
On the computer screen, it's still the same code as before dinner.
Qin Sheng's tightened eyebrows gradually spread out, and now she has adjusted.
It's just a memory problem, which is hard to solve.
She has little idea now.
Qin Sheng frowned and deleted the code he had just written.
Fu Hanchuan knocked at the door and came in.
He put the milk next to the computer.
When Qin Sheng saw Fu Hanchuan, another red halo appeared on his cheek.
Fu Hanchuan knew Qin Sheng was shy, but he didn't tease her any more.
His eyes are on the computer.
"Sheng Sheng, who are you
Qin Sheng did not dare to see Fu Hanchuan, she quickly replied: "game development encountered some problems, I am dealing with."
Fu Hanchuan in Qin Sheng listed the code, vaguely see what, he asked: "this is compressed memory?"
Fu Hanchuan has personally dealt with such problems, but he can recognize them.
"Well." When it comes to work, Qin Sheng focuses on his work and deliberately ignores Fu Hanchuan standing behind him.
"The game memory is too large. I want to reduce the memory from 10g to 4G or less."
From 10g of memory, down to 4G, can be said to be Arabian Nights.
But for Qin Sheng, what she wants to accomplish is to do her best.
Compressing memory, with Qin Sheng's ability, is not difficult, it just takes time.
In a short time, she can't solve the problem completely.
"Let me see."
Fu Hanchuan's tall figure bent down, his arms around Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng's hand was still on the mouse. Fu Hanchuan didn't see it, so he stretched out his hand.
Fu Hanchuan's warm palm touched the back of Qin Sheng's hand.
Qin Sheng was flustered and quickly withdrew his hand.
The back of the hand was still warm.