After Qu Sen was finally woken up, he stared at Zhou Li blankly, as if he was looking at the ceiling of the car.

After a long time, he turned over and buried his face in Zhou Li's arms for a while. After he finally stopped patient and began to sobb. Zhou Li gently stroked his back with one hand and kept whispering in her mouth: "Cry, just cry, just cry, no one can see it anyway."

"You are not allowed to say it out." A sentence with a serious nasal voice sounded in Zhou Li's arms.

“No~”

"You are not allowed to make fun of me for this in the future."

"Well, no~"

Qu Sen, who had vented his bad emotions, got up from his arms covered with his snot and tears, found a tissue from Zhou Li's bag, blew his nose hard and wiped his tears yet to dry.

"Are you dirty?" Zhou Li couldn't see it, snatched a ball of dough towel from Qu Sen's hand and threw it into the debris tray on the table, then took out two clean sheets from the dough towel bag and handed them to him.

After clearing the tears and snot on his face, Qu Sen dries half of the bottle of mineral water on the table into his stomach, burp after chanting, and chants: "I'm hungry."

"Eat when you are hungry!" Zhou Li looked at the "water stains" on the front of her clothes, and said angrily and amusedly.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the train's dining car was no longer open. Qu Sen's idea of ​​having a big meal was shattered, so he could only cook a bowl of instant noodles, plus a country bumpkin egg, poured soup and water into his stomach, and then poured it on the bunk and started whistling.

Zhou Li was still a little worried at first, and she stood until almost twelve o'clock. Seeing Qu Sen sleeping soundly, she couldn't stand it. She lie in the lower bunk on the other side and fell asleep.

When the two woke up again, it was almost eight o'clock the next morning. After taking turns washing and rinsing, they were struggling for a while, and once again missed the breakfast time of the dining car perfectly.

From the flight attendant who was pushing a cart to sell breakfast, I bought two bowls of porridge and two portions of side dishes and made a meal. I survived until 10 o'clock in the morning when the train finally arrived at the station.

Before getting off the train, Zhou Li called the unit and learned that the driver who was picking up the station had arrived. The two got off the train and felt the unique humidity and heat of the south as soon as they left the station.

This kind of damp heat is very different from the dry heat in the north. The sun is scorching above the head and there are curved water traces left after the rain. Although the wind is slowly surging in the air, it is also covered with a large amount of warm water.

After walking out for a few steps, I felt wet all over my body from the inside to the outside, and I couldn’t tell whether it was sweating or water stained.

Fortunately, before Qu Sen felt breathing difficulties, the two successfully met the driver sent to pick up the station at May 11. After getting on the bus, they blew the air conditioner. Qu Sen finally felt like they were alive.

After another struggle, it was already past 11 o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhou Li's immediate boss Director Sun Limei came out of the office a while ago and took the two to the cafeteria for a meal. This meal was mainly for greeting Qu Sen, and Zhou Li was accompaniment, and she was scolded.

However, when Miss Zhou faced her director, she had no psychological pressure at all. She was making trouble while laughing and joking, and she didn't delay at all.

Zhou Li has a single dormitory at work, but before she went to school, she put away all the bedding and other things. Sun Limei directly opened a standard room for the two of them in the guesthouse. She asked them to hurry up and take a break for lunch and start working in the afternoon.

Qu Sen originally thought that he could take a day off from home, but he only started to accept the exploitation the next day. Unexpectedly, a group of people from the May One Institute were so anxious, but it was hard to say anything.

I watched TV in my room for a while at noon. I woke up by Zhou Li knocking on the door at almost two o'clock and was taken to the fifth room, which is mainly responsible for software engineering.

What the two of them had to do was to re-do the "crime" they committed during the previous exercises in front of the engineers of the fifth room.

After Zhou Li repeatedly attacked the command platform through the virtual 8080 port, a number of engineers were called in the seventh room in charge of the network engineering. When Qu Sen repeatedly took out the network access permissions and cracked the command authority key, the three rooms in charge of the database and the sixth room in charge of the encryption engineering also arrived.

Four people from seven studios were summoned. After a while, they were responsible for the first room in the command frame, the second room in the driving development, and the fourth room in the preparation of materials. A large number of people also came to the fifth room to watch the fun.

At around 4:00 pm, after the leaders of the institute held a meeting, the five-bedroom office became even more lively.

Qu Sen swore that for the first time in his life, he saw so many civilian cadres gather together. All kinds of highly professional problems completely knocked him out in a short while.

Qu Sen's basic skills were accumulated during school, and some of the things that advanced were searched online before joining the army, while others were learned from Zhou Li and Li Ying, with hammers and sticks.

There are many things he has ideas when he conceives in his mind, and he probably knows what kind of routine it is. But if he wants to understand through professional language, it is better to kill him.

Fortunately, Zhou Li is around, and the two have been communicating together for a long time. Qu Sen has ideas, but cannot accurately express things in words. After Zhou Li's "translation", a group of civilian cadres can understand it.

In this way, Qu Sen spent the first afternoon at May 11, through constant listing and summary. When dinner was over, Qu Sen actually became dizzy and had poor appetite.

It wasn't because I was sick, but because I was completely troubled by a large group of civilian cadres.

The next day, the situation improved slightly, because engineers from each room began to discuss the problems they discovered and proposed solutions one by one.

At this time, what Qu Sen could do was very limited. Most of the time, he couldn't even understand what a group of civilian cadres were saying.

As time passed day by day, Qu Sen watched the engineers from various offices of May One, through repeated independent tests, solve the problems found and summarized in the past few days.

After applying it to the software, we start to solve a series of "tail" projects we face after minor modifications. We often turn minor modifications into major modifications, and a change in the encryption format will lead to changes in the entire database access structure.

In the end, it was only a few changes in the software, but it turned into a re-decoration of the entire software platform. Qu Sen felt that in a few days, the engineers in several rooms would probably have to push the command platform and relay station control system as a whole to start over.

Because the more corrected, the bigger the problem seems to be. And there is a trend of being out of control.

A few days later, the software was pushed back and did not appear, but the annual August 1st Army Day came. In the evening meal, Qu Sen, as a guest, first drank a drink with several major leaders of the May 11th Institute, and then the directors of each department had another round. Finally, in front of him was a civilian cadre's ejection like a lantern.

Senior engineer, engineer, assistant engineer, and later didn't know what he did. Anyway, he seemed to be wearing military uniforms and would come over to have a drink with Qusen.

Qu Sen's last reason kept telling himself that the revenge of May 11th Institute finally came.

In fact, most of the leaders in the institute were still grateful when they clinked cups with Qu Sen. When it was the turn of directors of each department, their purpose became less simple. When several senior workers took action, their purpose became very less simple.

By the time a large number of engineers and assistant engineers raised their glasses to Qusen, their purpose was already very obvious.

As for the "outsiders" who joined the car later, most of them were curious: "Why didn't this kid fall down?" or guessed: "How could this kid fall down after drinking a few more drinks?" and came up to join in the fun.

Qu Sen knew that the guys in front of him were deliberately rushing him, but he didn't want to escape or embarrass him. He could only go to the toilet one by one. After each trip to the toilet, his body shaking a little more when he came back.

But I persisted until the middle of eight o'clock and ran the toilet for ten times, as if I was stepping on a pile of cotton, but I could still barely walk upright.

The only person who didn't want to drink Qu Sen at the entire dinner was probably Zhou Li. But in front of almost all colleagues in the institute, she couldn't show anything.

Finally, I couldn't help it, so I stood up from the table of the female cadre and walked to Qu Sen in a few steps.
Chapter completed!