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719 Straight Men's Aesthetic

"That's right! I forgot. We are married!" Wei Yaoji laughed loudly.

"Is it almost possible to get divorced?" Lan Ze asked him feebly.

"Don't worry yet. My mother may have a whim and ask someone to check the official records of our marriage and children. After this year, our daughter will already be in the incubator."

"...as you like."

"Are we going to see our sons now? I miss them so much!"

There is no way, those who don't have sons like little boys, and those who don't have daughters want to have little girls. Human thinking is so logical.

"...Why are you so anxious? We can't pick them up when we go to school now. They are the main players of the football school team and they are busy training. We have already agreed with me that we will leave school for two days a week."

"How old is your son? Aren't the school team all ten-year-old kids?" Wei Hanyang thought Lan Ze was lying to him!

"You can ask them face to face in two days." Lan Ze didn't bother to explain. Facts are facts.

"He's really from the school team." Xiao Jiang added.

Wei Hanyang cast an inquiring look. Xiao Jiang smiled sheepishly: "The two children are quite busy."

"Then what else can I do now?" Wei Hanyang said dissatisfied.

"Go home and sleep. Eat or go out to eat on the street. Then I'll cook. Considering the location of your home... it's better for me to work harder." Lan Ze no longer wanted to complain about the poor location of his home.

That is a desolate seaside.

Apart from Wei Hanyang's family, there are no other residents or buildings.

Wei Hanyang built a small port by the water and parked a small white boat of his own that he didn't know what it was used for.

His home on the shore is a nice-looking little house. However, it is surrounded by no shelter. It is exposed to northwest winds in winter and typhoons in summer.

Needless to say, every time a typhoon comes, the flowers on both sides of the front door on the sea side will die.

This time Wei Hanyang cut himself and bled himself at home...the rescue plane had to fly over with all the personnel and equipment from the city.

If Lan Ze hadn't come to look for food... Wei Hanyang might have gone into shock due to blood loss or even died during the ten minutes he waited for rescue to arrive.

Wei Yaoxing came home from the hospital and rested quietly... for a long time.

During their absence, the door to their home had been repaired.

They closed the door tightly. The whole house was as warm as spring.

It's cold outside.

In the kitchen, there are still some vegetables that were not eaten a few days ago. In the cold storage under the floor, there are also frozen soups and meats.

Lan Ze made hand-made noodles and added enough ingredients. My wife and children all like to eat it, but unfortunately they can't eat it now.

Wei Hanyang drank up a large bowl of noodles and soup, and then went to bed.

On the surface, this is like a normal daily routine of a sworn family. Cooking, eating, taking a nap...

Wei Hanyang was quiet all afternoon, but he couldn't sleep again at night.

Bored, he leaned on the bed and attended other people's meetings. An internal meeting of the Whale Research Institute's computer project partner. The computer company was in Africa, and they hadn't gotten off work in the afternoon.

In this project, all workstations are named after whales.

One series uses eight-point arithmetic arrays, one series uses twist arithmetic arrays, and another series uses a mix of two arrays. Inexplicably, they sell well.

Lan Ze is also curious. There are thousands of failed projects, and success is a strange thing. This project is a small project, and there is no technical content in assembling a workstation using modules. The valuable things are except the computing array given by Lan Ze

The solution may be that the appearance design of the machine is worth some money. The high-end industrial color scheme will make people unconsciously think that the machine is very powerful. Although these workstations do not make much money, they do not lose anything.

It stands to reason that there is not much demand for high-performance workstations that use computing arrays. They are generally used by enterprises. Otherwise, who would purchase new workstations?

Lan Ze read the report analysis for a while and felt sleepy.

Wei Yaoning's mermaid doll was not on the bed. Through the thick glass bricks beside the bed, she could see the doll taking a bath in the bathtub next door. Lan Ze jumped onto the bed with confidence, pulled Wei Yaoning's quilt, and lay down comfortably.

"Damn it! You're rubbing my quilt again." Wei Yaoji muttered subconsciously and continued to watch other people's meetings intently.

Lan Ze glanced at the meeting for a few times, and it was so hypnotic... He was soundly asleep and got a kick in the stomach.

The Wei fairy just kicked him.

He was complaining: "Damn it! The world is so unfair!"

Lan Ze half-opened his eyes and complained: "Why am I unfair to you? To be fair, do I have to kick you back?"

He was too lazy to move.

Wei Yaoji immediately jumped off the bed.

"With your bad straight-male aesthetic... I'm blind!"

Some colorful objects shot out from Fairy Wei's bracelet and rushed towards them, flickering and almost blinding Lan Ze.

"What is this?" He opened his eyes and took a closer look...

Well, they are all workstations. They are large and small, and have different specifications. But the thing they have in common is that they all look familiar at one, two, or three points. Inside the transparent irregular casing, the decorative lights of the computing array shine through.

Depending on the operating status of the workstation, the colored lights flash and change. The flashing rhythm is a little different from the one he decorated on his own machine, but it is still pretty good-looking.

"They did a good job!" Lan Ze was immediately impressed.

"The plan you gave me, these people even copied the decorative lights!"

"I want to buy their stuff too." Lan Ze liked it more and more the more he looked at it. The colorful lights were creatively arranged in folded lines on the twist array, which he didn't even think of himself.

"That's why it's such a hot seller." Fairy Wei raised her right hand without a bracelet and rubbed the center of her brow. "It's so earthy! It's so earthy to the extreme."

"Isn't it because of performance? My array saves chips. With the same number of chips, the price-performance ratio of the workstation is pretty good."

"In this day and age, who cares about performance?" said Wei Yaojing, "for small companies to keep accounts, personal bracelets are enough. If it's not for safety, who needs a workstation? And the workstation has so many flashing lights, but it doesn't actually matter.

Not energy efficient.”

"In this era, who needs to save energy?" Lanze said.

Wei Yaoxing is right, and so is Lan Ze.

In this era, both computing power and energy are “redundant” and the supply is extremely abundant.

Although energy saving is meaningless, the colored lights also take up a lot of space in the chassis! The array volume reduced by the chip saving is taken up by the redundant colored lights.

Wei Yaoji sighed: "Maybe, because it is Africa. The style of this lantern is probably more suitable for that continent. And the customers who buy our workstations, except for the large corporate customers in a few continents, may really value the performance.

Now, there are also some individual entrepreneurs. Young people who start their own businesses like our Porpoise workstation - the smallest one. I found that there are still many individual enthusiasts. They are all over the world."

"From what you're saying, it's mainly used on Earth now?" Lan Ze concluded nonchalantly.
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