Bit Mania [Hacking]

He froze in place for a few seconds, picked up the shoes on the ground without thinking, and ran out of the office.

The old man in his old age had already reached the gate of the teaching building. When he stepped on the rough sand and gravel, he realized that he had one bare foot. The shoes on his original foot had long since disappeared. He was thinking Turning around to look for it, I heard hurried footsteps coming from behind.

Holding his shoes in his hands, the boy ran up to him out of breath, put his hands on his knees and took a few breaths before he had the strength to speak: "Old man, your shoes... fell off!"

Song Yubai stared blankly at the little boy in front of him. Bai Nen's little hands became dirty from holding the shoes. He held the shoes in his hands and looked at himself.

"Thank you." The old man stretched out his hand to take it, but the other party withdrew his hand, squatted down, lifted his bare feet, and put his shoes on.

There was silence.

Zixin saw that the old man was inconvenient to move, so he directly put on shoes for others. Just as he was about to get up, a hand was dropped on his head.

"Son, tell me your answer." The old man said softly, "Please forgive me for not waiting patiently for your answer."

"I, I..." Zixin's voice was very low: "My answer is not standard..."

"Don't be afraid, speak out bravely."

The boy collected himself and said slowly: "... I think... science is science."

He looked up at the other person's expression and saw that the old man did not show any displeasure, so he mustered up the courage to continue: "It has endless charm and value, but there is no difference between good and bad, and it is good news for some people." It may be bad news for others.”

The old man's hand was always gently stroking the top of the boy's head when he was talking, which brought a warm feeling to Zixin. I don't know why it was so peaceful. I believe that the old man with such a hand will never be a greedy person. This made the boy who was always not good at words take a deep breath, and unconsciously revealed the thoughts that had been hidden in his heart, as well as what he had gained after experiencing some things in recent days.

The people present heard Zixin continue: "...but science is so charming, and this kind of charm is deadly. It will infinitely expand the greedy desires in people's hearts, and eventually be destroyed."

"It's deviant! Science is such a great thing..." Someone among the teachers cursed.

Elder Song didn't seem to hear the voice, and kept his eyes on Zixin: "Is it because of this reason that you don't want to admit that you wrote the backdoor program?"

"……Yes."

Zi Xin replied embarrassedly, but after a long time there was no response, when he was wondering, his shoulders suddenly felt cold, something fell on him, he turned his head and looked, on the white school uniform, there was a small light-colored water point.

The old man's wrinkled face was covered with tears, and he stood there and said three good things in succession: "Good, good, good! Talented, kind, respectful, respectful and restrained, you can be called a great talent!"

"Mr. Song?" the principal beside him asked cautiously.

"Principal Zhang, do you know that there are two happiest moments in my life," Song Yubai wiped away tears and said, "One is to successfully develop the Yinhe-[-] supercomputer for the country eight years ago... The other is today .”

"This is a remote control program that can change the world." The old man looked up at a window of the teaching building: "Yes, science is not all good. Just like the birth of Yinhe No. [-], there are countless People shed blood and sweat for it..."

"The program written on Windows can be the best remote assistance software, which makes mutual assistance between people much easier and solves various difficulties, or it can be a terrible hostage program that captures other people's computers So as to take everything I want... When I saw this program, I was guessing whether its author was a hero or a devil, and it turned out—”

He smiled at the bewildered boy: "I believe that if it were you, science would become the gospel of mankind."

"Son, from the computer environment that your program is applicable to, it can be seen that the equipment you are in contact with is not very satisfactory. Would you like to learn computer from me? I will teach you all I have learned in my life, for you Provide the most complete and up-to-date resources.”

After the words fell, there was a sound of gasping around, and Zixin stood there in a fog, completely unable to understand what was going on with this sudden development.

Seeing this, the English teacher of the debate team interjected: "Mr. Song, look at this kid," she pointed to her temple, "Maybe I won't be able to inherit your mantle, or I have two students here..."

The old gentleman was so angry that his beard trembled: "Short-sighted! I dare say that this child's future achievements will be thousands of times that of your students who only follow the script!"

The teacher was reprimanded mercilessly by the master-level old man, and sat down on the ground in fright. The teacher's eyes were much sharper, and he immediately grabbed Luo Zixin and pressed down: "Hurry up to be a teacher, Academician Song is willing to accept you as an apprentice, it is your blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation!"

Mr. Song was really pissed off by these idiots: "Let the kid make up his own mind! It's my loss if he doesn't want to be my teacher! With his aptitude, he will be snatched up wherever he goes!"

"Even grabbing someone like you, rushing to get it?!..." The faces of the group of teachers became extremely exciting in an instant.

Luo Zixin finally broke free from the principal's fat hand, his young face was full of shock: "I, I just want to ask a question!"

"Just ask!"

"Who the hell are you...?"

The expressions on everyone's faces collapsed.Principal Zhang wiped his sweat and explained to Zixin next to him: "This old academician Song Yubai was one of the first pioneers of computer science and technology in my country. He participated in the development of Huaguo's first exascale supercomputer system. Hero-level figure!"

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"... That's it. I want to follow Mr. Song to learn more about computers." Zixin drank the soup, his face could not hide his excitement: "Song took me to his house, it was unbelievable , There are eight big bookshelves, all of them are filled with books about computers! My God..."

Luo's father sucked on the vermicelli and responded casually: "Oh..."

"Dad, show some expression!"

"The old scholar surnamed Song, what's his full name?"

"Song Yubai, it is said that he is an academician..."

"puff--"

"...Dad, you are so disgusting!" Zixin hurriedly protected the job in front of him: "How old is he, you can still spout..."

"Cough," Luo Hui tore off a napkin, and said sullenly after a long time, "Go, go, I don't worry if you learn from him."

So Zixin came to the home of the old academician on time after school every day. Although the founding father of the computer field in Huaguo was over [-] years old and his body functions were declining, when it came to computers, he still showed a generation of great men. His wisdom, he is already extremely smart, and he is also in a field he is obsessed with. In the past few days, he has been systematically taught by such a person, and the speed of improvement can be described as a long drive, a rapid progress.

After Song Yubai officially accepted Zixin as a closed disciple, when the teachers in the school faced him again, they completely changed their appearance, trembling like a little chicken.You know, as long as Zixin says something casually, with the old man's reputation and the degree of love for him, their careers will come to an end here.

The principal is also a person with long sleeves and good dancers. Before the old and the young get angry, he first dismissed the Chinese teacher who made things difficult for Zixin, even though the other party had a series of nepotism in the Education Bureau to support him.

If it was in the past, Zixin might have felt that times were changing, but after experiencing the embarrassment and indifference of this group of people, looking back at the current situation, she understands more.

If I don't have the strength to be appreciated by the old man, I am afraid that I will only be stepped on for the rest of my life.

"Excuse me, is this Academician Song? I'm Luo Zixin's class teacher... Oh, it's all right... I just want to say that this child is really thanks to your teaching, and his grades in school are really impressive... Never I’ve seen students who can hand in papers an hour and a half ahead of time every time, and all of them are full marks... Oh, let’s not mention Chinese, that doesn’t matter, the most amazing thing is mathematics, it’s really a famous teacher who makes a good student..."

"Middle school mathematics? Oh, I don't have time to tutor him." The old academician said coolly.

"... Huh?" The homeroom teacher slapped the horse's ass flatteringly.

"For him, things at this level are as simple as drinking water."

Academician Song is old, and now he has retired from the front line of national scientific research, and has settled down in the quiet and peaceful Huanjiang Town to enjoy his old age. This famous figure at home and abroad has a large number of people who come to visit Cambodia every day. But the old man seems to have made up his mind to stay away from the world of mortals. Except for the relatives and friends who had a close personal relationship in the past, he hardly sees outsiders.

Luo Zixin is undoubtedly the youngest among them, and the second youngest is a college student who is said to be extremely talented.When the brothers and sisters saw this junior high school student for the first time, they almost thought that the teacher was joking with them, and they only thought it was a grandson or great-grandson of Mr. Song.

However, on the third day of studying with an old academician, one-third of the time spent by a doctoral student brother is used to integrate and develop an After a perfect graphical interface program not inferior to his senior brother, no one dared to tease this boy with snacks and trains anymore.

After the news spread among the Song family, many seniors came to Zixin to discuss with each other. Of course, they didn't have any malicious intentions. They just wanted to watch this talented junior. This was the first time Zixin faced the challenge of such a strong lineup. Moreover, the computer field involves a wide range of areas, and the expertise of each person is different, which made him a little confused at the beginning, but after a failure, he consulted the information and asked the teacher with his astonishing tenacity until he was ready. Sufficient, and then won the next challenge in one fell swoop, he used this method, one by one, step by step, so that college students, graduate students, and doctoral students failed one after another, and later even alarmed the Ph.D. Postdoctoral fellow working in a research mobile station.

Hearing this, the old academician was so happy from ear to ear, he immediately proposed to serve as a referee for them. During the confrontation between the two sides, he gave pointers from time to time, which made Luo Zixin lose several opportunities to crush his brothers. In the end, the boy swiped from the computer Standing up, he hopped his feet angrily: "Do you know that there is a saying called a true gentleman who watches chess without speaking!"

The old man rubbed his nose and said stiffly: "Then do you know that there is a profession called a live host?"