I am weak and friendly

Chapter 94 What use is this cold money to me?
The next morning, Tang Yiping, not fully awake, struggled to turn on his phone.

Aha!

The screen is filled with posts related to "FOEW-core"!

The entire timeline has probably been occupied by half of it.

Tang Yiping randomly clicked on one and saw it read: "Thanks to the expert for FOEW-core! You've worked so hard! The modular FOEW-core is truly amazing! Its efficiency and accuracy are even higher than the previous FOEW!"

Yes, yes, because my coding skills have improved!

Tang Yiping thought to himself.

The next step should be to praise my coding skills.

"I created an app based on the FEEW-core framework, which should theoretically be compatible with all aXdroid 7.0 and above models. However, I have only tested it on Xiaomi's XX/XX/XX models. You are welcome to install and use it and provide feedback."

Tang Yiping's phone happened to be on the list of perfectly supported apps, so he downloaded and installed it out of curiosity.

Wow! What beautiful software! Such a lovely interface! Such natural interaction!

Why is other people's software so beautifully written?

Then jealousy makes it ugly.

He deleted it.

After a while, he put it back on.

I watched quietly for a while.

Then I lost hope in my UI design.

After much effort, he composed himself and opened another post.

Surely they should praise me here.

"Thank you so much! I don't know if your FOEW-core project saved the world, but it definitely saved my family! Based on Niu Niu's needs and preferences, I developed a pink-themed UI, which I think is quite cute. Feel free to take it if you need it. If you have any feature requests, just let me know, and I'll try my best to accommodate everyone..."

The person who said this also posted a link below. Tang Yiping clicked on it and found that it was another open-source wrapper project based on FOEW-core.

Tang Yiping turned around.

It seems like the whole world is thanking him.

But no one in the whole world knew what he truly needed...

He felt particularly desolate.

His FOOW-core ignited the creative enthusiasm of the entire forum.

But no one could ignite his passion.

Whether they are programmers with such family members, programmers who have been inspired by the atmosphere of this discussion in the forum recently, programmers who simply want to do something, or even programmers who simply want to show off their skills, they are all developing projects based on FOEW-core.

Initially, everyone's functional needs and priorities were different, and because it was just starting out, the functions couldn't be perfect, so there was a lot of variety.

Once everyone has completed their functionalities, those with truly superior user experience, faster updates, and better interaction will stand out, attracting more outstanding contributors. Even some commercial companies will be drawn in to develop more feature-rich, stable, and service-oriented paid versions.

Tang Yiping looked at the scene of a hundred flowers blooming, but felt utterly desolate.

Why, why doesn't anyone praise my code?!

He opened the post he had made on the forum, announcing that he had released the FOEW-core project.

This post has been upvoted over a thousand times, its popularity is unprecedented.

Tang Yiping clicked on the last reply:
"Hey bro, could you open a donation link? I know you're definitely not short of money with your skills, but Niu Niu said that you helped her and all her classmates, and now she can finally chat with them! She learned for the first time that her best friend likes preserved plum candy! She said 'Let's play together' to her friend for the first time, and 'Mommy, I love you' to her for the first time. She said she knows that taking things from others costs money, and she's saved up so much New Year's money and wants to give it all to you." Tang Yiping scrolled up:
"Hey boss, my brother is sick. My family is very poor, and I'm just a poor student who needs to work part-time to support myself. But I've saved my lunch money so I can buy you a cup of coffee."

Tang Yiping scrolled through the pages until he reached a point not long after he had released the new version of FOEW:
"Boss, my mom passed away a couple of days ago. I thought I wouldn't have a chance to say goodbye to her again. I thought I would silently see her off, but during this time, my dad and I stayed by her bedside and talked to her a lot. We talked every single day, every single day... My mom said that we had met a living Bodhisattva. She left without regrets, and she specifically told us to be sure to thank you, Boss. My dad and I discussed it and decided to give you a small gift as a token of our gratitude..."

One, two, three, four—the screen was filled with people hoping that Tang Yiping could open a donation link.

But what use is this cold, hard money to me?
All I want is for you guys to praise me!

Well, it would be nice if someone bought me a coffee or something.

With that in mind, Tang Yiping casually created a donation link and posted it next to his project.

After posting it, Tang Yiping didn't pay much attention to it. He washed up and went to write his own logistics scheduling module.

About two hours later, Tang Yiping accidentally clicked on his donation page and was stunned.

The total amount is 271766.

Tang Yiping was drinking water when, with a "pfft," he sprayed the chive leaves from his breakfast all over the screen.

How many... how many zeros?

How come there are so many?

Didn't you say you'd give me New Year's money, a small thank-you gift, and buy me a cup of coffee?

How can there be so many!
And it's only been a little over an hour!
Wow, I've been picking up trash for so many days and I haven't found this much money!
Strictly speaking, Tang Yiping had never seen so much balance lying in his account in his entire life.

At that moment, Tang Yiping suddenly understood what a certain tech tycoon had said.

Only a cold 50 billion lies in my account.

Tang Yiping quickly opened the donation interface.

In reality, most donations were just small amounts, like five yuan, enough to buy a cup of Snow King ice cream; fifteen yuan, enough to buy a cup of instant noodles; and fifty yuan, enough to buy a Dashi ice cream. The largest donations came from two people.

One donation of 150,000 and the other of 100,000 accounted for the vast majority of the total donation amount.

Looking at the donations of five or ten yuan that kept coming in through the back-end, Tang Yiping felt that he might have enough coffee and milk tea for the rest of his life.

He thought for a moment and sent a message to Master Tang:

"Old Tang, if I write an open-source project and someone donates to me, do I need to pay taxes?"

"If the amount is small, the recipient is an individual rather than a company, and the gift is not based on an agreement but on a donation, it is usually not necessary."

Emmm...

The amount might be a bit too much.

Forget it, I have a lawyer now, I'll leave it to my lawyer to handle.

On this day, Tang Yiping received a lot of money.

But what made him happiest was his star rating soaring, climbing to the top of a certain HUB's trending list.

This is the best compliment for a programmer.

　I checked and found that I updated 1.1 words yesterday, and I'll update this chapter first today.

　　I originally planned to update two chapters this morning, but I was too tired last night and didn't manage to write them...

　　Taking care of my child, going to work, and writing—I've only been getting three or four hours of sleep almost every day for the past month. I'll catch up on some sleep and finish the rest this afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)