How do you write a programmer-style fix-up novel?

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Someday my compiler will be a part of my soul, the world in my eyes will be the code refactoring, I will see the mountains and rivers endless galactic infinity into a binary digital river, the past heroes in my mind before the one by one surfaced, and I heard no digital farmers kneeling in front of my program shouting.

They call me the god of code.

By that time, I think I will be able to find you.

One,
This is a code-fixing world.

Everyone in this world, every thing, including the High mountains, the sea, the sword, its essence is a series of digital flow.

For example, if you know the internal data structure of a stone and understand the occult, you can change everything with a program. If you can penetrate this complex operating system, you can re-encode yourself and gain greater power.

So the level of your program, determines the degree of your ability.

Those of us who fix the truth are called programmers.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, there is code.

Just getting started, the master told me that what we programmers fix is a realm. In just a few lines of code, there is the most perfect logic, with the most sophisticated algorithm. This is the introduction to the algorithm, you take the training for the moment.

We programmers, external language, internal repair algorithm. Take the data as the root, calculate the day to calculate oneself.

That sounds really cool.

But this lake is not calm. Several gate faction, on the Microsoft Google, down to Baidu Arrey, each door faction style is very different, secretly have countless friction.

Master said, we know the pie, the theory is known. Three big soft dog, oh no, three big soft God sits, there are countless silently move the brick programmer, now also counted in the troubled times to stabilize the heel.

The master also said, although the rivers and lakes are chaotic, but we repair the true person, in the final analysis or to repair themselves, the hatred and resentment are fleeting, their own state is the Wanyuan.

I nodded a bit.

The master patted my little head again, and smiled kindly. He said that if the next time the end of the group of people still come to make trouble, we must uphold our own ideas to deal with them.

I know, I return to the teacher road, I and Liu see the mountain will be little gentle persuade, they a da da.

No. The master turned around, the eagle eyes barb, beard trembling lips, a word to spit out.

Ashes, one does not stay.

Second,
I began to repair the real, I practiced the C + + Kung Fu.

Although big Bro told me that no matter what language you learn, it is the same. We do not care about these differences, but the essence of the procedure.

Then he said, "but Java is all dumb."

Big bro, like me, C + + has a deep foundation, a variety of object-oriented skills with the mastery, but unfortunately, he has no object.

I will never forget that day, we know that the gate of the faction was broken by a vicious crowd, the rocks flying, dust diffuse, the door sent servers are suspended operation.

Big bro sits on the roof of the main hall, drinking a pot of aged trimeresurus. Posture chic, stuffy extremely.

It's them, everyone knows, the Tianya has more than one time to riot.

I've never seen a big bro before.

The end of the Earth faction of the bearer, in the smoke in a number of burly figure, also carried a laugh and opening remarks:

hahaha haha haha, know pie, hello world!

Big Bro's eyelids were not blinking.

His right hand above the string circulation emerges, the left hand raises a flask to drink, the right hand to the void is a finger, that string of characters are dispersed in the air.

An instant choppy, a gust of wind seems tangible, along the direction of the big bro like a wild dragon across the past, a face to face will be a few big blow out of the gate, fell a seven meat and eight vegetarian.

That a flitting me to hold my breath.

Big bro the messy hairstyle in the rectification, said, this is called Fast Fourier transform, the wind pressure re-coding, where, barren. You are still decoding yourself, I have started to manipulate the world-the horizon and know, is here the gap, understand?

Get the fuck out of my fucking ass.

From that moment on, I knew that some people could already encode the world itself.

This is called the repair of truth.

Three,
In the knowledge of the practice for ten years, Master said I can climb down.

I am familiar with the basic skills of C + +, but my master cautioned me not to say that I am proficient in C + +. He said that in this world, no one can say that he has mastered C + +, so that you pretend to be forced to act like a look. For example, you can say you are proficient in Java.

I nodded and said yes.

In the past ten years, I have been studying the "Introduction to Arithmetic" and "C + + Primer", proficient in database principle and operating system, no one in my peers is my adversary, I think the world can go anywhere.

is for the young to be arrogant, is for unstoppable.

After I went down, repeatedly in the lake, will be a little bit of a little fame of the programmer to chop under the horse.

Some of them are fundamentally unstable, some are unresponsive, some are stubborn, some are reckless and foolish.

Of course, I now say that the cloud is light breeze, that is because I was pretending to force. In fact, also after a bitter struggle, there have been some bitterness. Finally one day, I will be the world's 1000th-ranking programmers to beat the programmer, successfully boarded the world's top programmers.

Matt, the programmer, has some cunning. He occupies the 1000th place, and has not changed for a long time. He is proficient in computer graphics and often uses some illusions to defeat his opponents. He is more difficult than the others above him, so no one usually challenges him. Because you win him, you can only go to the 1000th place, it is better to challenge him above the more cost-effective.

Unfortunately he met me, because I am more proficient in computer graphics than he.

So this also become a moderate news, in the lake, spread, from now on I have a nickname, they told me to kill Matt.

As the saying goes tall tree catches, people can't be too famous.

One day to see a pub, I walked in, a amorous feelings of the woman turned around, she asked me, Sir, you want to drink something?

I said, 32 Trimeresurus.

While I was drinking, a group of programmers dressed in black were coming.

This group of people, all strange, but the level is very high.

In the lakes and rivers, the programmers who wear black clothes are called hackers.

Surely do

They surrounded me, and one of the first people said they were doing it safely.

My heart was suddenly startled. Because I saw a 360-degree ring blade hidden in their clothes.

100 years ago, there was a gate faction called Qihoo. Each of them has a mysterious 360-degree ring blade, so it's called Qihoo 360. They claim that they exist in order to prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect the world's peace, to carry out love and true courage, they are shuttling in the lakes and rivers in the 360. But they secretly do a lot of secret activities, and then the lake people called the Demon teachings, bat three factions with some other door faction together on the bright top, will its miemen.

Of course, we know the pie and there is a lot of power in it.

I frown and drink and ask what they are doing.

That first person, took my flask, looked up a fill. When the last drop of wine was dripping in the pot, countless ring blades appeared beside me, and his hands slips, and they struck me in the face.

was a sneak attack.

The code that flashed above the blade I never saw in my life, sharp and powerful.

Although I encourage the whole body energy, instantly compile, but also feel slash.

The Lightning flint for a moment, only to hear a clang, the number of the ring blade all bounce off one side, those black freaks all fall down.

I'm so strong.

Only listen to the tavern on the second floor of a female voice. To call somewhere else to fight, come in and not pay for drinks, but also to hit my guests, what is the reason?

It turned out to be the female boss of the pub.

She drifted from the second floor and fell, will be around me dust swept away, Zhu Lip light kai, oops, frighten small brother you, really sorry.

I used to listen to the teacher said that for programmers, only two things are predators. One is be, one is Lori. I said I don't believe it.

I believe it now.

Iv.
The female boss said she could have her coat.

She asked me what my name was, and I muttered for a while, and I said my name was kill Matt.

The knot clothes say hahaha haha haha haha you are really lovely.

I said, how can you be so strong?

She said you do not understand, I am a weak woman, do not know the point of programming, in this lake, how to open a pub.

I said, "How can you look so good?"

The clothes don't speak.

The knot-coat says, you little rascal.

I said the dress, Master said, we programmers have only two natural enemies, one called Be, and two is Lori, what kind of you?

"I'm not," said the garment.

I said, OH. In fact, my mind is that you are.

Lakes, would you like to go with me, please?

No, you're not strong enough for me.

Oh. So I'm better than you, let's go to lakes together, okay?

The knot-coat smiled and said, not good.

So I lived in a pub.

Because I might, fell in love with this woman.

I killed Matt once thought that I could only love a woman in my life. Later I know, this world has thousands of code, all things can be compiled, but you cannot compile, is your own heart.

A slick is a woman who looks very competitive. Her programming level, more than the 500-bit on the leaderboard, did not know where the high, but she was here to run a tavern.

I asked why, but I didn't say.

She only said she was waiting for someone.

I wanted to ask her if she was waiting for her lover, but she was embarrassed to speak. I am afraid yes, that I may be sad. Master says fix real programmer, can't sad. Sad programmer, can't write good code.

So I just have to wait.

Finally, one day, outside the pub was a dark cloud, the air was tense, like ink mixed with sand flavor. There may be sandstorms.

The dress is a serious face.

I said, "Let's close the door to avoid the dress."

The dress was silent, standing at the door, looking far away.

After a while, a dark cloud in the distance, unexpectedly appeared a figure. Suddenly, lightning flashing, heavy rain such as note.

The knot dress looked at me, turned to fly out. Toward the distant black cloud figure, agitation the whole body energy, just flew out.

I shouted a knot of clothes and ran out. The rain is getting bigger, I can only faintly see thunder and lightning in the distance, I shouted in the chaos of clothing.

They are at war.

The distance code line in the cloud to hover, command and byte into a great power, I did not think that the dress unexpectedly strong to this point.

The change of the mountains and rivers.

I think of what big Bro said, someone is still decoding themselves, someone has manipulated the world.

It's a tough game.

I can only stand down and see, I don't even know the specifics of their engagement.

I was so worried.

After the thunder of the Sky resounded, a sine wave of function ejected all the black clouds, and I saw only the fall of the garments in the air.

Dispel, the sun shines.

After many years, when I think back to this situation, still feel, that is the death of the clothes, in the sky, is also so beautiful.

I held my coat, sobbing.

She looked at me and looked at me stared.

She said you don't cry, really, it's a doomed day.

She said that my family had invaded the defense system and was found miemen by the court, and I escaped. But no matter where I am, one day they will find it.

She said you are a boy, be strong. Not strong, how do you become the best programmer.

In those few minutes, it seemed like she was going to finish her whole life without telling her.

The last thing she said was, "kill Matt, you must not forget me."

Then she never spoke again.

I didn't even ask her, "Do you have a sweetheart?"

I haven't even told her that I really like you.

I didn't even kiss her, didn't hold her hand, we just rushed to meet, and then hurried farewell.

Her body will become a stream of digital flow, lost structure, flow to endless fields, rivers and the Earth, into the March Spring Breeze, willow and rain.

There are things that are life.

My entire programmer's career, on this day, was split.

Yes, I kill Matt, after this day, is a programmer who must become a number one.

In order to knot clothes.

Five,
It's not just trying to avenge the knot.

We are programmers of the road to repair, internal repair themselves, the world of external repair.

When code can manipulate the most complex system of heaven and earth, it will certainly involve the origin of the world. If the world's code is in my eyes, maybe I can control the time.

Maybe I can get my coat back from the bug in time.

It's the only thing I've been thinking about for so many years.

After all, we programmers, born to reverse the day to change life.

After that, I soared from the programmer's list and became one of the best programmers in the world after five years of being among the top 10.

I have enemies and defeated countless enemies. Among them, even have a self-created a language wizards, there is known to have mastered the C + + of the outfit, there are all kinds of operating systems and compiling principles are familiar with matchless geeks, but, no matter who, no one can stop me to kill Matt's footsteps.

There is no one to block. Born wandering.

But, even to my level, I still can not know how to find the time in the world of the bug, there is no trace of a clue.

Every debug night, I will think of the knot clothes, bright as a song smile, and she fell from the sky, such as the beauty of the Buddha-like shine.

But it reminds me that I may have been away from her, and I can do nothing.

This world I know the master, can not answer this question for me.

Until one day, I met a red man in the mountains.

He is a master, from see him code out the first line of code, I know, this is a very good master.

The mountain meet, give up the identity. I make up wine with him, know all talk, pour also happily.

Until I told him about the time in this world.

The world is most likely in a circular loop, he said. He took a knife from his bosom, but it was the odd Tiger's 360-degree ring blade.

He said that you look at this knife, I sent a lifetime of hope, that is to penetrate the circle of the world, re-coding, then the world is at your fingertips.

I said, I don't want any world, I just need a woman.

The red man laughed and said, "then you join us and come to my qihoo to fathom the command at the very bottom of the world, and to fathom the cycle, and perhaps you will meet that woman again."

Yes, I didn't hesitate, I promised.

He said, his name is Zhou Red clothes.

Vi.
That's how I joined the Qihoo 360.

At that time, the tiger is rallying, weeks red clothes want to comeback, he can not be less than my help.

From then on, I had a 360-degree, ring-shaped blade.

The rustling smoke signals, the lake and the resentment again up.

People in the lake, really involuntarily.

I ponder the odd Tiger faction ancestral code and algorithm, while helping Qihoo faction to battle the world.

I was sent to the body, the root is red, master know I fall into the hands of the devil, spit a mouthful of old blood. A sin, a sin. They were also Quanjiang, but I didn't budge.

In my heart, there is my own way of programming.

So I know exactly what I'm doing. I know, boys, to be strong.

Qihoo's power expands quickly, but the evil is at the same time, bat three factions see the world situation so, will assemble programmer troops, again on a bright top.

They said that what could have been extinguished 100 years ago can now be extinguished.

The top of the light is the base of my Qihoo.

And they led the people, is the world's first programmer, born to know, stays master brother.

Master brother, it's been a long time.

To tell the truth, although from the beginning, I knew what I was carrying, but I did not think that one day to big bro with the hands. Perhaps on the road to become a man, killing idols, is an inevitable link.

Big bro or a flask, defiant. He said silly boy, you come over now, really in time.

I say master elder brother, spectacular the world, which has what is evil separation. Nothing but you come to me, you rob me to kill. We as programmers know, see the real chapter under the hand.

Big bro drink, laugh, he said you have to grow, and then throw the bottle upside down.

Talk is cheap,show me the code.

Seven,
Before I fought with my master brother, I was ponder to some of the key points of this world code.

Now the First World War is Maimang. Big Bro's programming ability has entered the sublimation. The code is not in the hand, already in the heart. Material are data, rules are code, a time of world bang, Cloud mu wind can be when the sharp weapons, gravity pressure can do arbitrary changes, I and big bro from heaven to earth, fought a shares.

Big Bro said, I didn't think you boy so difficult.

Big Bro said, I'm sorry, I have to get rid of you.

For justice.

I've never seen him say I'm sorry, it's just as scary as he's going to put a big trick that he never saw before.

Big bro manipulated countless code, into the Earth, suddenly, I feel the foot of gravity seems to increase without several times.

It's so heavy.

Good one infinite gravity flow.

Our programmer on this side, either by the strong gravity squeeze deformation, the most comfortable also stay put unable to move.

Big Bro was not finished, he then manipulated countless code, into the distant sky, unexpectedly from the boundless stars called huge meteorites.

The meteor is empty and the gravity is infinite.

With the combination of the two, he had to sweep the whole Qihoo by his power.

It is the genius of number one. I admit that I have no good way to deal with such an offensive.

But I don't regret it.

Now that I have set foot on this road, I have no intention of turning back.

When the meteorite fell from my head, life and death staggered in the moment, I seem to see the face of the knot, like the movie generally speeding over the scene.

I suddenly realized something.

I also played countless code in that moment, I typed the code, and big bro, exactly the same.

Copying code is usually easier.

The gravity of my feet is no more than a few times, and the rest of the programmer has been overwhelmed and transformed into a stream of data. and the meteorite faster and faster, wiping out a huge heat wave sparks, the space is distorted, all around into powder, dissipate invisible.

I thought I was dead in that moment.

And I was in that moment, I saw in the front of the bending deformation, there is a time and space singularity.

Time is a circle.

I was near it, and I was born to die.

There's a white light ahead.

Viii.
I opened my eyes.

The familiar tavern is in front of me.

I walked in, a kind of amorous feelings of the woman turned around.

She asked me, Sir, would you like something to drink?

Finish.

How do you write a programmer-style fix-up novel?