When Zhou Qingfeng was a programmer, he was just a third-rate. He asked questions, just interviewing for the old professor hidden in his body. However, when it comes to algorithms, Ouyang Jun became keen and talked freely.

Professor Zheng is not a major in computer science. However, he has extensive knowledge and is involved in all categories of engineering. He asks a variety of questions, which is most suitable for surveying. Two hours later, the evaluation he gave was "okay".

Since the old professor said 'It's okay', it's really okay. Zhou Qingfeng asked a question he was concerned about, "Ouyang, you graduated from a prestigious university with a master's degree and it's not bad to find a job at will. How could you do so miserable?"

Ouyang Jun hasn't said two hours in a row for about a long time. Zhou Qingfeng's questions were all-encompassing. From computers to engineering applications to artistic cultivation, he had to be highly focused, so that he became more and more excited as he answered, and his listless appearance seemed to be coming back to life.

As for why it was so miserable, Ouyang Jun also scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't know why? I didn't live like this. Maybe I fell too hard after being too ambitious and couldn't get up.

Now I think about it, I was caught in the police station because of peeping, and it felt incredible. Thank you very much for chatting with me this afternoon. My mind suddenly became clear and I felt that I was not that bad and I let it go."

After saying that, Ouyang Jun hung Zhou Qingfeng in the living room and ran into the bathroom to brush his teeth, take a shower, shaving and changing clothes. He was still singing in the bathroom, his voice was roaring loudly, and after yelling, he put on a pair of shorts.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Ouyang Jun looked at Zhou Qingfeng stupidly, and found that there were two more hourly workers in his living room, even the landlord. He even shouted in surprise, "Don't touch my desk. If it's messed up, I can't find anything."

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the computer desk that was so furious that he said in a deep voice, "Ouyang Jun, I decided to hire you. Is the monthly salary? It's tentatively 10,000 yuan."

"Okay, okay." The landlord clapped his hands on the side. He pulled Ouyang Jun's arm and yelled loudly, "Ouyang, I knew you were a talent. You are really right. How much help I can help you, the rent must increase a little this month."

Ouyang Jun's mind was still as stiff as ever. After hearing the '10,000 monthly salary', he stammered and said, "I have worked in a big company before, but I can get it for a month."

The landlord quickly covered Ouyang Jun's mouth, turned his head to Zhou Qingfeng and smiled, "Ouyang said he was willing and very willing. He will go to work today, go to work now, and go to work immediately. But he needs to pay half a month's salary in advance, otherwise he will have no money to pay the rent."

Two hourly workers cleared more than a dozen bags of garbage from Ouyang Jun's house because he had never cleaned it for two years. The dark floor could not be mopped clean with a mop, so they had to flush and pour two packs of laundry detergent.

Ouyang Jun cleaned his computer desk by himself. The server that had not turned off for two years rarely stopped. He found more than a dozen dead cockroaches under the power cord and socket board, plus a dead mouse.

It was already evening when the cleaning was completed, and Zhou Qingfeng could finally talk about the specifications of the simulation software he needed. He, Sofia and Professor Zheng, have done a lot of work in this regard, focusing on organizing the magic system in the "Gate of True Knowledge".

"I have a detailed magic system setting, and you need to use software to help me realize it." Zhou Qingfeng handed out a USB flash drive, "but this system is not perfect. You must be open when designing the software for easy modification."

The information sorted is input by Sofia. Because the magic system is extremely large, less than one-tenth of it has been sorted out, and only one percent of the computer input is completed. But this is already several t content.

Ouyang Jun first looked at the general outline, and he was quite fascinated by it. He looked at it for half an hour before he remembered that he should have flipped through the directory, but was stunned by the directory with almost no end. "Is this setting so big?"

"Yes."

"Then I can't handle it alone."

"I didn't expect you to do it alone. You only need to make a part of it, especially the architectural design. I've seen the small games you completed, and the architectural design is good, so that you can tolerate you stuffing a lot of inexplicable things in it."

Dinner was ordered takeaway, and the two of them just had sex and chatted about the details of the simulation software until late at night. Regarding magic theory, magic dynamics, magic power and magic network, Ouyang Jun showed quite strong understanding and imagination as a master's degree in "Information and Computational Science".

This guy is good at using mathematical tools. When the experimental data is still scarce, he makes mathematical models and calculates approximate values, and then verifies it by Zhou Qingfeng. Professor Zheng is ashamed of himself, and Zhou Qingfeng is even more unsatisfied.

The two chatted until two or three o'clock in the evening, and Ouyang Jun finally started to get sleepy. He stayed in the police station for a whole night last night and didn't have much rest today. He was finally tired now.

"No, not bad, your magic setting idea is very good, I like it very much. But I am really tired now and I have to sleep. Let's continue talking tomorrow." Ouyang Jun's eyelids drooped, and he wanted to go to bed and lie down.

Sleep? What to sleep? Get up and cultivate immortality!

Zhou Qingfeng is a 'perfect body' and will not feel sleepy even if he doesn't sleep for several days or nights. He looked at the time, took out a small bottle from his pocket, handed it to Ouyang Jun, and said, "Drink this and let's continue talking."

"What is this?"

"Just think it's Red Bull."

"Red Bull is useless."

"Drink."

Ouyang Jun really took the bottle and took a big sip. Before drinking, he was drowsy and couldn't even sit steadily. After drinking, he jumped up from the bed with a red face, and shouted loudly in the middle of the night, "Who is the fucking pepper in Red Bull?"

Ah, it's so perverted!

Ouyang Jun felt that his whole body was full of fire, and fire spurted out from his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears. His entire chest was burning, and life seemed to turn into ashes at this moment!

I'm not sleepy now, I'm not sleepy at all, and I'm completely refreshed.

"What's this?"

"Red Bull."

"You are lying!"

"Okay, not Red Bull. I named it 'Giant Bull'."

This time it was Ouyang Jun's turn to look at Zhou Qingfeng like a fool.

The physical potion is still very effective. After taking a sip, I felt it was super spicy, and after a few seconds, the flames burned. After a minute, my whole body was full of energy, and my brain was unprecedentedly clear, as if countless unsolved problems had answers.

Ouyang Jun quickly sat in front of the computer, turned on a recorder to record his thoughts, and typing on the keyboard to build the architecture. There were four screens in front of him showing different contents, and various dazzling characters appeared on the head.

The next morning, Ouyang Jun suddenly turned his head. He saw Zhou Qingfeng who was still behind him without any surprise, and said, "I need a team, about four or five, even a novice."

Zhou Qingfeng nodded. He kept staring at Ouyang Jun's display screen, and still recognized the other party's ability. "The team is very necessary and can greatly speed up the progress. How about the people in the Computer Department of Tianyang University?"

Ouyang Jun shook his head, "The computer department of Tianyang University is too bad. Just understanding programming is useless. You must understand programming in the mathematics department. And I have a requirement." When it comes to the requirements, he actually twisted.

"What are the requirements?"

"Can you recruit at least a girl?"

In Ouyang Jun's bedroom, Mikoto Misaka was pasted on the wall, Ayami's sheets were Ri Aya, Artoria's figures were printed on the table, and the t-shirt in the wardrobe was either Ako, Beyonetta, or Icarus.
Chapter completed!