Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

To be honest, the hands of the two children, Bai Le and Huo Zhiju, were relatively small, otherwise it would have been difficult for them to hold the not-so-long red crayon together with such difficulty.

Ms. Wang Yi wanted to end this seemingly absurd "war" on the grounds of picking up Bai Le from school.

But Bai Le didn't play tricks at all.

He is very clear about his mother's attitude towards him in the past, and he knows that at this time, his mother is not really impatient to wait for him, but does not want him to continue arguing with Huo Zhiju about it.He can continue to be stubborn with confidence and boldness.

And Huo Zhiju...

In fact, from the moment Baiyin appeared at the door of the classroom, the red crayon in his hand became no longer important to Huo Zhiju.He was slow to let go, simply because he was stuck.Just like a machine, the program conflicts and cannot continue to run.Because he knows very well how much Baiyin usually likes his younger brother, but now he is arguing with Baiyin's precious younger brother.Baiyin will definitely not like him in the future, what should I do.

Baiyin's thoughts at that moment were quite simple. If it were anyone else, he would not allow the other party to bully his younger brother, even if he "never likes his younger brother again", but when that party is his favorite little brother If you don't hold time, then you can only be a Duan Shui master.

"Is there only one red crayon?" Baiyin raised her head and asked the teacher.

The short-haired teacher shook his head: "No, there are a lot of crayons." Because the school is very clear that they are teaching students with special circumstances, and one of the external manifestations of many of these children is mechanical memory and ritual behavior , a strong sense of order and subordination.Simply put, they are very attached to what belongs to them.

The school wished they could distribute several sets of crayons to them, so how could they only release this one to deliberately provoke a war?

The tuition of this school is actually quite expensive, which is different from the general public schools.The Bai family's parents earn not too little, but they are still not well-off, because they have been saving money early in the morning to let their youngest son go to this school, and give their son the best they can.

The teacher said again: "But they only want this one." Even if it is replaced with another red crayon that is exactly the same.

The stubbornness of Baiyin and Huo Zhiju shocked the teacher. They had never shown anything similar in the past.The teacher felt that it might still be a follow-up caused by the conflict caused by yesterday's fight.Bai Le was still unwilling to apologize, and Huo Zhiju was probably venting his dissatisfaction.

But it's not a problem to let them hold it like this all the time.The crayon has not melted for so long, and it can only be said that it is the credit of the central air conditioner in the school.

On the contrary, Baiyin's thoughts were relatively clear. After thinking for a while, he suddenly moved. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and borrowed the hands of two people to break the crayon in the middle.With a click, half of one person.Baiyin clapped his hands, looking like he's done: "Now everyone has got what they want."

The teacher exclaimed, thinking that this is not possible.It's not that other people couldn't think of such a simple solution, but generally speaking, Bai Le and Huo Zhiju would not accept this kind of breaking from the middle.It was this one they wanted, the whole one.

However, the storm that the teacher thought would come did not come.

Bai Le and Huo Zhiju neither wailed loudly nor lost their temper earth-shatteringly. They just stared blankly at the smaller crayons in their hands, and then at Bai Yin in front of them. It was as if the program was broken. The crayon was not complete and he felt awkward, and he couldn't get angry because it was Bai Yin who broke the crayon.The teacher was right, they felt from the bottom of their hearts that the other half had to be their own.

Before they continued their "battle", Baiyin took out his small lunch box with Doraemon painted on it, and invited Huo Zhiju, "I brought the red bean cake made by my mother today. It's very delicious. Let's eat it together."

Huo Zhiju forgot the crayon in minutes, what crayon, what kind of crayon, what crayon?There is Baiyin, cough, does he mean that the red bean cake is important?

Baiyin happily took Huo Zhiju to distribute the red bean cakes.

Bai Le just froze in place. This time, he was really, really wronged. He almost cried in front of his mother. He also wanted to eat red bean cakes.

Wang Yi hurried forward to comfort her son, and she knew that Bai Le was going to make a fuss, so she prepared Bai Le's portion early in the morning, using Bai Le's favorite lunch box.But Bai Le curled his lips and didn't even look at him. He just stared at Huo Zhiju and his brother who had already returned to their seats, his brother!Why didn't my brother give him red bean cakes?

Wang Yi wants to cry but has no tears. You offended your brother to death. Do you remember this?

Bai Le didn't care, he wanted his brother's red bean pancakes.

In the end, Baiyin and Baiyin gave their own share to their younger brother, a box of red bean cakes, half for Xiaozhi and half for his younger brother, he ate his younger brother's box, everyone was happy.Ever since he was a child, Baiyin has understood the principle of multi-win.

Because it's true that I haven't seen Huo Zhiju for several days, Baiyin and Huo Zhiju seem to have endless things to say.Ask him what he has eaten, what he has done, and what he has played recently.He also shared his recent experience at school every day. The teacher praised him again, and the same table gave him a piece of foreign chocolate, which was delicious, and...he decided to forgive his brother, because he saw his brother painted.

Bai Le actually doesn't like drawing very much, because although he is smart and seems to be able to learn everything, he is the only one who can't learn to draw.

So what is he painting today?

The painting that his brother showed him on the day he drew it and was praised by the teacher, even though it was a mess, even Baiyin himself almost didn't recognize it.But Baiyin finally managed to distinguish it tenaciously. It was a picture he had drawn of playing games with his younger brother.Although the younger brother drew a painting that cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it can also be said to be irrelevant, but at least it proves that what the parents said is true, the younger brother really knows that he was wrong, and he is trying to make an apology.

And this is enough.

For Baiyin, the torn painting is really not important, all he cares about is whether his brother cares about him.His younger brother is sick, and sometimes he can't control his behavior, he knows all of this.So, he forgives him.

Huo Zhiju listened to the whole process, and the only thing he thought was, did you quarrel with your brother?If I had known earlier, I would have taken advantage of it, and I would never have given Bai Le a chance!

cough.

No matter how many times he thought about it, what Huo Zhiju finally said was: "I'm reading programming recently." He took out a lot of books from his school bag, all of which were introductory books related to programming, different programming languages , forming an interesting and simple world.

Baiyin looked at the astronomy-like textbook, and felt that circles and stars like cartoon characters were about to appear in his eyes.These are very simple?

"Yeah!" Huo Zhiju nodded emphatically, thinking that programming is the simplest and best-understood language in the world. Entering the command named "Like" will really show "Like", and typing "Hate" This instruction will also really show "hate".It's not like people in reality (like his stepmother), who would ridicule him as a fool for a while, and then tell others that this is her sweetheart.

Humans are really hard to understand.Huo Zhiju was suddenly very thankful, fortunately, he didn't really want to understand others.

He just wanted to make Baiyin in front of him happy.

Originally, Baiyin should have no interest in these programs and codes, but the moment he saw the pile of strange words, he suddenly woke up from the emotional immersion.

He is Baiyin real person, not a real seven-year-old child, although the red bean cake on his mouth is really delicious, it tastes like his mother.

This world is really too scary, Baiyin is a little scared.The first two simple worlds were not built to trap people at all, but simply to confuse him, making him feel that the whole illusion is very simple and easy to grasp, and he can easily distinguish it. Main course.

Baiyin almost fell into it, for both her mother and father.

Fortunately, Baiyin still came to his senses in front of these strange words, and took the time to ask Huo Zhiju: "Where is the starting point of these programming?"

"There are many starting points. Different programming languages ​​have different beginnings." Huo Zhiju said truthfully.

"Then which one do you prefer? No," Baiyin shook his head, "I mean, which one did you learn first?"

Huo Zhiju happily shared what he had learned with his friends, opened the first lesson of C language programming, and pointed out examples for him.

【#include】

This is the beginning of the general header file in C language.

Baiyin didn't know what these were at all, so he could only memorize every foreign character plus every symbol by rote.

Huo Zhiju said again: "I like to add [Hello, World] to every program I write, because this is the beginning of everything." Huo Zhiju said to Baiyin again, this is the first voice that appeared in the program world, It is also the first lesson that almost everyone who learns programming will learn.No matter what the programming language is, the first sentence displayed will always be this.

Baiyin: "!!!"

Everything is ready, just about to leave.After experimenting in two worlds, Baiyin has almost figured out how to escape, he said to Huo Zhiju in front of him: "Xiao Zhi, do you believe me?"

Huo Zhiju nodded.

Then Baiyin...

He rushed out first and gave his mother a big hug. Although he knew that the mother in front of him was a fake, and he also had a mother in the Zhengyi faction, he still had an inexplicable urge to say goodbye.It was as if after we parted this time, we would never see each other again.He hugged her like he was hugging his childhood that he couldn't get back.

He said in his mother's ear: "Yinyin loves her mother the most in the world."

This is really naive.

But for Baiyin at this time, it seemed just right.

Ms. Wang Yi also seemed to have a premonition of something, she didn't ask why, and she didn't ask what happened to Baiyin, she just smiled and hugged her son, imitating his example, and whispering in his ear: "Mom, the whole world can't help you!" I like the sound the most."

The world shattered, her mother disappeared, and her younger brother disappeared. In the end, the only one left by Baiyin's side was Huo Zhiju with a dazed face. The system in Baiyin's mind should also be called Huo Zhiju.

And Baiyin didn't fly anywhere this time, but found the paragraph he had been looking for all along on the palm of Huo Zhiju's hand.

Hello, World.

Hello World.

Baiyin pressed the starting point on Huo Zhiju's palm, and said softly, "I found you."

Huo Zhiju looked at the hands of the two in a daze, and gradually laughed along with Baiyin: "Yes, you found me." I knew it, and you would find out soon.

The author says:

PS: [Hello, World. ] is the first demonstration program when the C language was born in the world. When most people learn programming, they often start with this as the first lesson.