I am weak and friendly

Chapter 8 Your haphazardly written code is surprisingly well done.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Yiping sat at his workstation, typing away at the keyboard with complete concentration.

When he woke up this morning, he saw that his laptop was already on his workstation, with the screen lit up.

Tang Yiping's mind conjured up the image of his brother Ban desperately channeling his last bit of power to forge a magical artifact for his disciple, only to have his blood spill into the furnace...

However, his friend told him that the laptop's hinge cable was currently broken, so it could only be used at an angle of about 150 degrees and could not be opened or closed. It would only be able to be used after a new cable arrived and was replaced.

Fortunately, he happened to have a mechanical keyboard that he had picked up last night. He didn't know who had lost it, but it was perfectly intact. Tang Yiping cleaned it up a bit and started using it. The key travel was comfortable, and the key pressure was light and gentle, making it very pleasant.

This experience is fantastic.

What a coincidence!

At this moment, a brand new project file, "project1," was open on his laptop screen.

This wasn't one of the many tedious testing tasks that Brother Bao routinely assigned to his interns; rather, it was a program Tang Yiping was practicing on his own. After Tang Yiping finished his own work, when Brother Bao was about to assign him another task, Tang Yiping again used the tactic of "showing weakness" to dodge it.

To be honest, this was a rare moment of free time for Tang Yiping since he joined Linghai Technology. The torrential overtime and excessive workload had left him barely able to breathe before.

His original plans for his open-source project and his future plans were all disrupted, and his life was wasted.

But today, this is the first time he has had a real chance to begin.

Actually, before starting his internship, Tang Yiping only had a vague idea; he didn't know what he wanted to write.

So it doesn't matter whether it starts or not.

But this internship was the first time Tang Yiping truly lived alone, away from the help of his parents, teachers, and classmates, without any caregivers.

Tang Yiping finally knew what kind of thing he should write.

Something that can help oneself, or others like oneself, live independently away from home.

An intelligent assistance framework, and many things within that framework, such as intelligent wheelchair assistance, autonomous driving, situational awareness, voice control, automatic navigation, vital sign monitoring, physical condition tracking, rehabilitation assistance, and so on...

Of course, ideals are grand, but reality is harsh. Tang Yiping's current technical level is really too poor. The only thing he can do now is to write a prototype.

Tang Yiping opened the code interface and started writing code in a whirlwind. He wrote one bug, then started fixing it in a whirlwind, which resulted in even more bugs.

But gradually, he became so engrossed in it that he lost track of time.

Even writing bug reports can be fun.

Until a voice came from behind him:
"what are you writing?"

Tang Yiping was startled and turned his head sharply, only to see a pair of scarlet eyes. He thought he had seen a vampire and was almost scared to death.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a beautiful older sister with bloodshot eyes.

"Ze...Brother Ze?" Tang Yiping stammered, feeling as if he had been caught by the sect's patronage lady while practicing evil martial arts.

Then, following Ze Ge's gaze, I looked at my own screen and instinctively wanted to close it.

Tang Yiping felt like he was going to die when his beloved mentor saw the code he had written!
But... he forcibly stopped his impulse.

It can't be put back together! It can't be put back together! If it's put back together, it will break again! Brother Ban finally managed to fix it for me!

But... no, don't look!
What a shame!
Waaaaah, I don't want to live anymore!

Tang Yiping truly knows his own skill level; can the code he writes be even readable?
"What language is this?" Ze asked.

"This is C..." Tang Yiping paused, C my ass!
On the screen, it initially looked somewhat like something, but then it transformed into something completely different. Strange, what...what exactly did I write?
This doesn't seem to be any programming language I recognize.

No, how could I have written something like this?

Of course, Tang Yiping can't fully distinguish many programming languages ​​yet. After all, he only learned C in school, taught himself Python, and only learned about Rust after joining the company and reading the documentation.

Although he knew less about these three languages ​​than they knew about him, he was certain that what he had written was not one of them.

"It looks like some kind of pseudocode, but..." Ze Ge squinted at Tang Yiping's screen, looking very intently, "The logic is really good, and it looks so beautiful..."

From this angle, Tang Yiping could see Ze Ge's profile, her dark circles and bloodshot eyes, and could also smell the fragrance emanating from her.

It has a light shampoo scent.

Perhaps because he had just washed his hair, Ze Ge's hair was fluffy and smooth, and since it wasn't tied up, some of it brushed against Tang Yiping's neck, making him feel a little itchy.

Tang Yiping already felt that she was too close, but Ze Ge herself seemed completely unaware. She was completely absorbed in Tang Yiping's code, staring intently at the screen without moving, muttering something under her breath.

"Brother Ze, what nonsense are you talking about? This is... I just wrote it randomly, it's nothing at all..."

Ze Ge finally finished reading the code. She turned to look at Tang Yiping, her eyes seeming to say, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Are you designing a new language?" Zege asked.

"Uh, me, ah? What..." Tang Yiping was stunned.

Really? Am I designing a new language?
When did I start? How come I don't know?
Ze Ge's eyes were bright as he looked at Tang Yiping, and even the bloodshot veins seemed to have been washed away.

"You're designing a new language, aren't you?" This time, it was an affirmative statement.

Stared at like that, Tang Yiping felt a little guilty. Could it be that I really am designing a new language that I don't even know myself?
Do not make jokes!
"Brother Ze, what are you saying? I'm just a nobody who doesn't know anything. I can't do anything except write bugs..." Tang Yiping quickly tried to show weakness and get away from this unwanted attention.

As a result, the attempt to appear weak was unsuccessful.

Ze Ge's attention to Tang Yiping cannot be broken by a single act of "showing weakness".

“I’ve seen many people who know nothing but still want to design their own language, but you’re not one of them,” Ze Ge said. Most programmers with delusions of grandeur have done things like trying to overthrow the world, and Tang Yiping seems to be one of them.

But Tang Yiping's code says: No, you are wrong, you know nothing about power.

"I heard that there's one particularly amazing intern this time, a natural-born testing genius. He can find more problems by himself than all the other interns combined, and even more than several veteran testers. So that's you."

Tang Yiping: "???"

When did I become a naturally gifted test subject?

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

Could it be that there's an exceptionally talented guy among us interns?

How terrifying! Doesn't this guy have any self-awareness?

Roll rough!

Tang Yiping was both jealous and furious!
who is it?

(End of this chapter)