What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

The room is well insulated.

Xu Zhenzhen slept until noon, and stayed in bed for a while. He was so hungry that he remembered that it was time to eat.

When he walked out of the room, he heard the sound of conversation in the living room, walked over and saw Fan Zhe'an and Zheng Zeng discussing a math problem.

It's not an exchange, but Fan Zhe'an's unilateral explanation. Seeing Zheng Zeng scratching his head, that question should be difficult.Xu Zhencheng found that there was food left on the dining table, so he didn't bother them. After eating leisurely, he went to the living room.

Fan Zhean turned the pen, pointed to the formula in the draft book and said, "Do you understand this method?"

Zheng Zeng was ignorant, "I understand, but I don't seem to understand it completely. I don't understand the steps in the middle. Why do I ask for it here?"

"Here is the basic part, small squad leader. I generally feel that it is a waste of time to write it out, so I will directly omit it without affecting the solution."

They sat cross-legged on the carpet and greeted Xu Zhenxin with their eyes. Xu Zhenzhen sat down on the sofa, looked at the question and said, "This question is quite simple, there is no roundabout test."

Zheng Zeng's face turned red, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Fan Zhe'an rubbed Zheng Zeng's head, and said like coaxing a child: "It's okay, it's the first make-up class today, I didn't find out about your situation, now I know what to say, I will adjust the plan again this week."

Zheng Zeng nodded in disappointment.Xu Zhenzhen slipped to sit next to him, picked up the pen bluntly, "I'll explain this question to you. Learning from the gods is not suitable for ordinary people."

Zheng Zeng only knew Xu Zhencheng, not him, "Would you know it?" This was just a question, not discriminatory.

Every time you enter a stage, you will forget what you learned in the previous stage.For example, one forgets high school after entering university, one forgets being a student after entering society.

Xu Zhenzhen was wearing pajamas and pajamas, crossed his legs and said, "Yes, I have developed muscle memory for doing this kind of questions in high school, and I can do it without using my brain. Xiao Faner, give me the draft book."

Fan Zhe'an gave him the draft, got up and sat down in a different direction. He and Zheng Zeng surrounded Xu Chengxin on the left and right, listening very carefully.

It feels good to give a question to both the scumbag and the god of learning at the same time. Xu Zhenzheng's hand feels very hot, and his train of thought is not stuck at all. He sorted out all the knowledge points attached to this question to Zheng Zeng. Zheng Zeng went from suspicion at the beginning to In admiration, his expression changed visibly with the naked eye.

Except for one or two small points mentioned in the book, Xu Zhenzhen couldn't remember clearly and asked Fan Zhe'an, he had a thorough understanding of all the knowledge points examined in this question.

Zheng Zeng suddenly realized, "I understand! I will do it again myself!" Zheng Zeng took the pen and paper, as if he was afraid of forgetting, and worked hard.

Fan Zhe'an pointed to the next question and said: "By the way, let's do this question together, it's the same type. After you finish it, you can finish today. You're going to class soon."

Xu Zhenzhen sat back on the sofa, picked up his phone and started replying messages.

Jiang Dagu: Boss Xu, are you okay? Did you wear Luo Ben's clothes back?

This is the "condolence" message Jiang He sent him yesterday.

Honesty: It’s ready, I specially wore an extra pair today.

It's almost time to go back to school, Jiang He is probably racing against time to play with his mobile phone, replying messages almost instantly.

Jiang Dagu: I heard that you gave Fan Zhe'an a salary of 800 yuan, how could you be willing?Where is it not easy to use, you just give this?How good it is to put him at the door as a lucky cat, you will find out how amazing Fan Zhean is.

Xu Zhencheng glanced at Fan Zhe'an who was close at hand, and Fan Zhe'an happened to be looking at him too, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, what should they do.

Honesty: I've heard how amazing it is.

Jiang He typed very fast, as if his fingers could be separated from his brain, each taking care of its own.

Jiang Dagu: I heard that seeing is believing is not as shocking as it is. His brain is really strong, and there is nothing he wants to learn that he can't learn.I heard that I used to pay too much attention to studies and didn’t know much about sports. When I first entered high school, my physical strength was not good. I started to practice basketball systematically in the freshman year of high school. Now my level can beat the school team.The first prize in the biology competition was won by A and B.This guy knows how to play the piano, guitar and flute... He also has a solid knowledge of music theory, and he can compose music by himself. I heard that it was interesting to watch a female student in his class play the ukulele. I went back and thought about it all night, and then I learned it... Do you listen? Feel like I'm bragging?But should it be said that Fan Zhe'an is so awesome.

Jiang He probably used speech to text, and a long story is all about Fan Zhean's glorious history. It looks like a fake, but it's all true, so it's outrageous.

Xu Zhenzhen took these buffs and went to look at Fan Zhean, who was hiding the edges and corners. It seemed that his side was coated with a layer of holy light, and he was chanting "Hallelujah".

Honesty: That's all.You said three seconds for the third-order Rubik's cube, four seconds for the fourth-order Rubik's cube, if it is not true, I will sue you for fraud!

Jiang Dagu: Hey, this is exaggeration. Isn’t Chinese commonly used?Playing the Rubik's Cube is a small skill, and I can play it too, but his speed is so fast that he has no friends. If you have a chance, you can take a look.

Xu Zhencheng complained: "Fast? I don't like fast speeds.

Fan Zhe'an just sent Zheng Zeng away, sat on the sofa, turned his neck and said, "What don't you like? I didn't hear clearly."

Xu Zhenzhen put down his phone, "I don't like doing math problems, it takes my brains."

"I just listened to your problem-solving ideas, which are clear, logical and routine," Fan Zhe'an picked up the remote control and said, "You should have good grades in high school, right? Where did you go to university?"

Xu Zhencheng casually mentioned a school, "University B, who plays computers." Xu Zhencheng used the word 'playing', which is enough to show that he doesn't pay much attention to his studies.

Fan Zhe'an looked at the top of Xu Zhenzhen's head almost reflexively, "Not bald? It's amazing."

Xu Zhenzhen kicked him, "Don't use that stereotype, most programmers are either bald or fat. But I don't have either."

Fan Zhe'an went back to the first half of the sentence, and said, "University B, Boss Xu is hiding something, so what score did you get in the college entrance examination?"

University B is a top prestigious school in the country, and its famous sign means that the conditions for admission are also very strict.Xu Zhenzhen tried his best to remember, and barely remembered a score range.

Fan Zhean pressed the button a little harder, turned his head and asked again: "How much?"

Xu Zhencheng gave him a sideways glance, and didn't plan to say it a second time.Saying the first time is called narration, and repeating it the second time is called pretending.He never used the college entrance examination scores to pretend to be coercive, because after he entered B University, he knew what it means to be beyond others.

Xu Zhencheng told him this truth, "Don't rely on the score theory of the college entrance examination, the score is just a stepping stone, you only know how strong and perverted the people are after you go to University B. I was so shocked that I slept in the library for half a month. The results are still unavailable.”

Fan Zhe'an casually clicked on a cartoon, making the room a little different.

"So you've been hit hard, and you came to Jiangshi to become a network administrator?" Fan Zhe'an smiled, "You're so talented, Boss Xu."

Xu Zhencheng really wanted to kick Fan Zhe'an off, and he did.Unprepared, Fan Zhean sat down on the carpet and looked at the culprit's feet with displeasure.

Xu Zhencheng said: "Don't look down on network management, at least this is what I like to do, and it is not easy to find a job I like. If I like it, I can go to the construction site tomorrow to move bricks, nothing else, It’s just what I like, there’s no profound truth to it.”

Fan Zhe'an sat back on the sofa and deliberately moved away to ensure that Xu Zhenzhen could not kick him.Fan Zhe'an said: "I like these two words, which itself contains profound truth."

Xu Zhencheng looked at Fan Zhe'an with mentally retarded eyes, and felt that he was going to start reciting famous quotes from famous people in his composition for extra points in the next second.

Fan Zhe'an said: "I haven't fully understood these two words yet, I don't seem to have anything I particularly like."

"Don't you like to eat, drink and be merry?"

"Fortunately."

"Don't like the sense of accomplishment of being the first?"

"I don't like it," Fan Zhe'an frowned, "Being the first place is not a sense of accomplishment for me, it's too common. I was in Ninth Middle School before, and I thought He Yu could surpass me, but every time he only touched my butt. "

Xu Zhencheng smiled and rolled his eyes, "Touch your butt? How does it feel, let me touch it."

Fan Zhe'an laughed along, the two of them laughed at each other, and they didn't know what they were laughing at.

"You just lived so smoothly and never experienced any setbacks," Xu Zhencheng showed the air of a boss, "When I beat you hard, you will know how dangerous society is."

Fan Zhe'an pretended to be very scared, "Boss Xu, can you be nice to me? Look how pitiful I am. I have several jobs every day, and I have to wash and cook to warm your bed."

He said it just to rhyme.Xu Zhenzhen insisted on the important point, "I saw the laundry and cooking, but I didn't see the bed warmer. Don't put gold on your face."

"Hey, you're like the red crab in this cartoon." Fan Zhe'an showed the eyes of a little bitch, "You don't pull out a hair."

Xu Zhenzhen supported his cheeks and raised his chin, "You are like that yellow sponge, you will work hard without complaint."

Fan Zhe'an glanced at the time and said, "Okay, Boss Crab, it's time for dinner, what do you want for lunch? A Crab Crab Fort?"

Xu Zhenzhen was stunned, "Didn't you leave lunch for me on your table?"

Fan Zhe'an said speechlessly: "That's breakfast, you slept so hard in the morning, you can't wake up no matter what."

Xu Chengxin: "..."

When we arrived at the Internet cafe in the afternoon, Da Zhu and Xiong Er were binding a thick stack of small cards with rubber rings.Xu Zhencheng took out one, which was a message of a rich woman asking for a child with a lot of money, with a photo and phone number of the rich woman, and the imprint of flaming red lips.

Da Zhu and Xiong Er went to rest after handing over shifts with Fan Zhe'an, and Fan Zhe'an sat in front of the host to deal with things.

Xu Zhencheng threw the card in front of him and said, "Xiao Faner, here is your chance. Once and for all, you will be freed from the suffering of being a worker."

Fan Zhean didn't even look at it, picked it up, tore it into several pieces, and threw it into the trash can.This kind of small card is like a weed. When it grows, it can be cut and regenerated, and the wild fire can't be exhausted. It can be regarded as a kind of Internet cafe culture.

Just then, the landline rang.The landline is the service machine of the Internet cafe, and the calls are usually from customers who have questions.

Fan Zhean picked it up, "Hello, Sincere Internet Cafe."

The person on the other side of the phone said something, Fan Zhe'an picked up the phone and looked at Xu Zhencheng who was wiping the cup.

Xu Zhencheng said: "You look at me and say something, quickly agree to the rich woman."

"The people over there said it was your son." Fan Zhe'an relayed while holding the receiver.

Xu Zhencheng thought he was joking, and said along the way: "I can't hide the things I did with the rich woman back then? Have the children been found?"

He walked over, picked up the phone, and the person on the other end said a few more words. Xu Zhenzhen was confused at first, then his eyes glowed, and he said in a very loud voice: "Grandson! I think of your grandpa!"

Fan Zhe'an's fingers stopped, and he buried his head in a smile.