He's clearly heartbroken

Chapter 8
In his spare time, Duanduan roughly gnawed through the contents of the next few chapters of the textbook.

It is a little different from what she learned online before, but the general direction is correct.

618 was very quiet throughout the afternoon, and several people were busy with their own affairs.

Wen Qing is a fan of novels, but she will never let go of her mobile phone if she is still panting. She said that her dream is to become a novelist, and when the time is right, she will start writing her first novel.

As for when the time is ripe, it is a question mark.

Tao Bei is keen on 5G surfing, and likes to read some little red books or beauty bloggers' dressing and makeup skills. He always wants to dress up beautifully, and then pull down Li Zihan, who is crowned with the title of flower in the next bedroom .

Good ambition, everyone in 618 will support her.

Relatively speaking, Xu Xiaodi worked a little harder. He sat next to the representative of Lu Dake and asked humbly for advice.

The little girl pouted her chin in admiration, "Duanduan, what on earth is your brain made of? How can you learn those obscure grammar?"

In fact, drawing inferences from one instance to another is a piece of cake for most people. As long as you master the algorithm and logic principles, such things as programs will never change. What’s more, old man Jiang didn’t embarrass everyone. These are really the foundation of the foundation. .

But after all, it depends on the mentality and interests of the learners.

Probably like it.

Because I like it, I can do it well.

After listening to her explanation, Tao Bei, who was buried in front of the computer, sighed: "A girl, if she can't figure it out, she will like programming, a bald thing."

Duan Duan was puzzled and said, "Since you don't like it, why did you choose this major in the first place?"

"Hey, we were all dispatched here."

Wen Qing glanced at the densely packed codes in her computer, she really had a severe headache, and then asked curiously: "Duanduan, have you ever touched codes before? When did you start to like programming?"

Under the soft light of the dormitory, Duanduan fell into memories while typing on the keyboard.

She eloquently said:
"When I was young, I had the habit of writing a diary. Every day I would hide under the covers and write secretly. Once my mother accidentally turned out my diary. I was so angry and sad that day that I cried so hard."

"My neighbor's elder brother saw me squatting in the corner crying alone, so he ran over to comfort me and told me to write a diary with the numbers 0 and 1, so that I would not have to worry about being seen by others in the future. At that time, I only thought this way was interesting and novel. .”

"After the Internet developed, I realized that the method he taught me was to convert pinyin letters into binary. At that moment, I fully appreciated the charm of computer language."

"Code is like another parallel world. Everyone and everything in that world, from mountains and rivers to dust in the air, is essentially a stream of numbers."

"We can use programs and interfaces to change its appearance, performance, internal structure, and even give them life and value."

"It would be cool if one day I could use the programs I wrote to benefit mankind and do more meaningful things."

Duan Duan was immersed in his own world, with a naive smile on his ruddy face, several roommates were dumbfounded, and had no room to refute.

This is a golden sentence that is very suitable for writing new concept compositions.

After a long silence, the three of them looked at each other, "It's a ghost."

However, if they knew that the neighbor's elder brother mentioned by Duankou was Pei Zhan, they would be even more shocked.

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(End of this chapter)