MTL - Hello, How Long Has This Been Going On?-Chapter 87

Zhou-morning, the familiar villa-floor, but the atmosphere in the office area is very subtle.

Tao Zhiyue came to work with a canvas bag that looked a bit heavy, walked slowly to the front of the desk and sat down, the sun was still shining on the balcony behind him, and the weeping banyan tree shook its leaves happily.

All the other colleagues have arrived.

The mouth of the canvas bag was slightly open, and looking in from his angle, he could see five cucumbers wrapped in a fresh-keeping bag.

Tao Zhiyue looked at the cucumbers in the bag, then at Guan Yudong and Xiao Huang around him, and suddenly came back to his senses, thinking that taking out cucumbers and giving them to colleagues at this time seemed a very silly thing.

It's all Huo Ran's fault.

But I took it all.

When he was deep in thought, Guan Yudong also quietly poked his head out from behind the computer to look at him.

The four eyes are facing each other.

Tao Zhiyue smiled at him, and Guan Yudong smiled back.

The picture is very harmonious.

Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Guan Yudong coughed and said calmly, "Good morning, Tao Tao, the weekend passed so quickly."

Tao Zhiyue also pretended to be calm and said: "Good morning, it's going to be soon, it will be around in a blink of an eye."

Then there was a long silence, and he didn't pick up the week-the most common greeting.

—Xiao Huang, who was typing on the keyboard beside him, laughed inexplicably.

Guan Yudong choked up, and found an entry point tactfully: "You took out the pillow to cushion it! Did you go to the gym again on the weekend?"

"...Well." Tao Zhiyue didn't change his face, "The fitness effect is very good, I feel that I have become stronger, and my abdominal muscles have begun to take shape."

Then he stopped again.

Guan Yudong squeezed the mouse tightly, and Xiao Huang laughed like crazy.

"Aside from exercising, what else does Tao Tao do on weekends?" He continued to ask without giving up.

"Sleep late, buy porn... No, buy vegetables, cook, play games, draw maps, that's all."

After Tao Zhiyue finished answering, he saw that Guan Yudong's eyes were still full of anticipation.

It seemed as if he wanted him to go on and say something else.

Xiao Huang, who was clutching his stomach, didn't want to laugh anymore: "Quack, can you just say it yourself? You have to ask someone else."

Under Xiao Huang's friendly reminder, Tao Zhiyue, who was full of cucumbers, finally understood what he meant.

He took the initiative: "What did you do on the weekend?"

Guan Yudong breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly reported the answer he had prepared long ago.

"I used your automatic quarrel program over the weekend, and found a bug!"

Tao Zhiyue was quite surprised, and immediately put the cucumber behind him: "What's wrong?"

"If two automatic quarreling programs are arguing against each other, the logic of detecting keywords and outputting each other is consistent, so in the end it will gradually approach infinite repetition!"

"...I really didn't take this situation into account when I wrote it."

After going through it quickly in his brain, Tao Zhiyue asked: "It would be nice to add a restriction that triggers a random reply after repeated times, have you fixed it?"

"It's fixed! And we have also expanded the language library and added a mechanism that randomly triggers cold jokes. Now we are collecting the library, and we are planning to add the function of automatic map fighting."

us.

Tao Zhi Echiha belatedly discovered the key point.

"Why are you arguing with two programs? Are you testing? Or are you following..."

Seeing Xiao Huang's expression from the corner of his eye, Tao Zhi understood more and more.

The magical coir raincoat Huang Gua returned to his mind.

Now it was his turn to laugh.

Guan Yudong - ignorant, still proud: "From now on, this will be a must-have gadget for me to surf the Internet. In fact, it's mainly my idea, and Xiao Huang is here to help."

Tao Zhiyue: "Hahahahahaha."

Guan Yudong: "Hahahahahaha."

Xiao Huang: "Hahahaha...ha?"

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Ten minutes later, this feeling came true.

A picture was sent from the irrigation group of a tree.

It was drawn with the mouse—a Q-version icon, not too detailed, but very vivid.

— A little yellow frog in a coir raincoat turned his head slightly, his big eyes were full of doubts.

[Tao: I drew an icon for the automatic quarrel program, it can be handled—down and up o(*≧▽≦)ツ]

[I can't finish drawing: Hahahaha, this style of painting is so cute! It turns out that Tao Tao can also draw! ]

[It's an official, not a croak: It's so cute, but why is the frog yellow? ]

[Xiao Huang Xiao Huang: I think it is better for you not to ask this question. ]

[Yuan Shiwen: Seeing the names of the two above, I seem to understand. Is this a homonym? ]

[I can't finish drawing: Help me, I understand too hahahahahahaha! ! ]

[Tao: I brought a few cucumbers from home and put them in the kitchen. You can eat them. It’s dry in autumn, so replenish water^-^]

[Yuan Shiwen: ...how come they really brought cucumbers. ]

[Yuan Shiwen: But, to tell you the truth, I really know how to cut coir raincoat cucumbers. ]

[Yuan Shiwen: It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Anyway, Zhou-morning knows everything. Welcome everyone to come to the kitchen to enjoy my live performance of knife skills. ]

[Linlin Qi, who doesn’t want to code: Come on, come on, what direction is this going? It’s too outrageous hahahahaha! ]

[Xiao Huang Xiao Huang: Withdrew from the group, goodbye friends. ]

[Is it an official, not a croak:? ? ? I can't understand what you are talking about! ]

When Huo Ran saw the message on his mobile phone, although the conference room was full of employees, he couldn't hold back and laughed.

- a cute yellow croaking coir raincoat, and a plate of real coir raincoat cucumbers.

The meeting has not yet started, and everyone is still chatting in whispers.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Huo Ran, who was very different from usual in the chief seat.

Some people have never seen him smile, and only think that he is a high-ranking manager with a sense of distance.

Others have observed changes in his personality, sometimes wondering if he will ever return to his old self.

So everyone was surprised.

"Sorry." Huo Ran gave up on switching the president's face, and explained with a smile, "I saw a very interesting photo."

Immediately some activists boldly asked, "Can we watch it?"

Huo Ran showed hesitation, just when the man was about to sit down in embarrassment, he heard him say again.

"It's a homophonic stalk joke. If you don't laugh, you can watch it. If you don't laugh, I will be embarrassed."

As a result, this sentence alone made everyone laugh.

The meeting room was suddenly filled with cheerful air.

The assistant next to him and the colleague who had been gossiping looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief, showing a smile that only each other could understand.

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Huo Ran thought so, but his smile never faded.

The weather outside the window was fine, and so was the weather in his heart.

In the fine weather of late autumn, Tao Zhiyue was tasting hot and sour coir cape cucumbers in the kitchen, and the creepers all over the villa's outer walls turned brilliant red, hanging down from the window eaves, as if blooming from the air. A few special flowers came out.

[Xiao Huo: Is it delicious? ]

[Tao: Not bad. ]

[Xiao Huo: But you seem to have said the day before yesterday that you will not eat cucumbers within six months. ]

[Tao retracts - a message. ]

[Tao: I think everyone eats very well, so it should be pretty good. ]

[Tao: Adorable Mix Pass.jpg]

[Xiao Huo: The dog ticks and rolls.gif]

[Xiao Huo: Go home and draw them in the circle of Jinbei, it’s so interesting. ]

[Tao: I also think that I really want to leave work now. ]

Tao Zhiyue - thinking of the big map at home that filled the coffee table, his mind drifted away.

On Sunday, the two people who had nothing to do stayed at home and decided to start putting together that one-thousand-piece pure white jigsaw puzzle.

Pour the drink, put away the snacks, bring two cushions, and it's all ready.

Tao Zhiyue and Huo Ran sat on the carpet beside the tea table, and solemnly opened the puzzle box.

- An hour later, the two of them each held the edge shapes made out of three or four pieces of the jigsaw puzzle, and were stunned for a long time.

Tao Zhi rubbed his eyes, stood up resolutely: "I'll get the eye drops."

Huo Ran silently put all the white puzzle pieces scattered on the coffee table back into the box.

When sorting out the puzzle, he found that there was actually a folded piece of paper in the box, which looked like an instruction manual.

Huo Ran said excitedly: "I found out—"

Tao Zhiyue's voice came from the game room: "What?"

Huo Ran opened the folded paper and saw it was so clean - a piece of white.

It is indeed an instruction manual, and the pattern of this puzzle is printed - again.

"…nothing."

Just a little angry.

When Tao Zhiyue found the eye drops and came out, he saw Huo Ran holding a pen and lowering his head to draw something on a huge piece of white paper.

He quietly looked over and found that Huo Ran had drawn an ugly pig's head.

"Drawing skills are amazing." Tao Zhiyue sighed above his head, "Like a pig."

"..." Huo Ran understood what he meant, "Are my paintings really that ugly?"

So Tao Zhiyue sat down again and drew a pig's head beside him.

The comparison is brutal.

Huo Ran asked himself and answered: "Really, you draw very cutely."

The puzzle was thrown to one side, and Tao Zhiyue had an inspiration - and now, beside the cute pig's head, he drew a dahlia with layers of petals.

"Hit—person's name."

"Hahaha Huo Sihan!" Huo Ran suddenly laughed, "I want to show her."

"no!"

Starting from the pig's head and the dahlia, gradually appeared around - a bowl of steaming braised pork, - a black pancake, and - an umbrella that was drenched in rain...

This is Yanping and Beijing.

The two worlds suddenly overlapped on a piece of white paper.

Tao Zhiyue added an edge to these stick figures, gathering the memories of the two people in this special city on paper.

"Have you been to the cities around Beijing?"

Tao Zhi thought about it more and more: "What impresses me the most is Beidaihe. The sea is beautiful and the seafood is delicious. I seldom go to other places."

"This name sounds nice, I think it might correspond to where..."

Huo Ran dug out the world map and the national map. Under his serious speculation, Tao Zhiyue brought colored pens from the room and drew on them with a smile.

On the right side of the pig's head dahlia umbrella, a blue sea gradually appeared, as well as orange-red crabs and shrimps.

The boundaries between cities and countries grew on the pure white paper, merging into a unique world.

Right above Pippi Shrimp, in a distant foreign country, is a wooden matryoshka full of suitcases, and security inspectors with question marks all over their heads.

In the center of the vast land in the northern hemisphere, there are many small seas. In one of the island rings, there is a white castle with a sky blue roof, and beside it is a Q version of Huo Ran with a smirk.

Prototype protests: "Is my smile really that silly in that photo?"

Tao Zhiyue, holding a paintbrush, practiced authoritarianism: "I don't care, I draw the final say."

The blank world is slowly being filled.

A tropical sea near the equator, painted with sandy beaches and coconut trees, and a straw hat decorated with plastic flowers.

A stick figure is riding a bicycle, eagerly chasing the straw hat blown away by the wind, with very concrete sweat flying out of his head.

"It's very vivid, as if I really went back to that day."

Huo Ran looked at himself on the map, his eyes flickering.

Unknowingly, the afternoon passed, and Tao Zhi, who was excited about painting, didn't want to cook anymore, so he ordered a takeaway.

Turning around after placing the order, I saw Huo Ran picking up a pen and drawing something on the map.

Tao Zhiyue was very vigilant: "Where are you changing? Don't scribble."

"No change." Huo Ran laughed, "You missed the drawing."

"What's missing?"

He looked over curiously, Huo Ran drew a crooked little man next to the straw hat, holding the straw hat in his hand.

"Who is this?"

"It's you."

Tao Zhiyue was surprised at first, and then looked at his extraordinarily serious expression, as if he understood something.

"If there are infinite possibilities in the world, then I want the best possibility."

"I hope that what I rode my bike to chase that day wasn't the wind, but you who took the hat from another time and space."