Fang Yuan first focused his spirit on "Programmer's Self-cultivation". He remembered that he bought a book when he was working and read a few chapters. Later, he found that the programmer only needed to "retreat", so he didn't know where he threw it.

As he concentrated, the book turned into a stream of light and disappeared, like a decompression pack in a computer, many memories appeared out of thin air in his mind, but he was 100% sure that this must not be the one he threw away.

Because the description and explanation of machine language in this book are in the same direction, but it is indeed more complicated. The working principle of a computer is actually pulse signal recognition. What is pulse signal?

The pulse signal consists of high electric frequency and low electric frequency. When the computer recognizes the high electric frequency, it means reading a high electric frequency signal. Early-driving scientists use binary numbers to represent high and low electric frequency in order to make a more concise representation. Therefore, the high electric frequency is 1 and the low electric frequency is 0, because the internal storage of the computer is designed according to binary logic.

Before von Neumann proposed that computers should use binary, the computer could recognize not only high and low electric frequency signals, but also multiple electric frequency signals to represent different information.

Therefore, von Neumann only simplified the calculation process, but it was useless to not replace these discarded electric frequency signals. Therefore, this book mentioned the spiral algorithm. This algorithm is more complex, but its functions are also more powerful. In terms of machine utilization, it is countless times stronger than the original binary. Therefore, based on this algorithm, the dh language was derived.

This book has been elaborated from shallow to deep from the birth of machine language, the structure of dh language writing to the application of real examples, etc., and for Fang Yuan, who is a programmer, it is a heavenly book, a huge treasure that makes him look at his memory repeatedly and absorb it, and even want to get up immediately to verify it. However, as soon as he got together, he found that an arm was tightly held in his arms by a little man, hanging on his arm like a little sloth. His heart couldn't help but soften and calm down.

So Fang Yuan focused his attention on other books. Sure enough, although their names are funny, the content is never funny. Any book that can shock the world when taken out. Thinking about it, his appetite suddenly increased and his body became thinner. H5n1 must have started to play a role. The popular education system of infants and young children has deepened his memory and body coordination ability, so his thinking is clearer in writing code these two days. He had zero mistakes in dancing last night. It seems that the seemingly ridiculous speculation before was not wrong.

As Fang Yuan's thoughts were released, his mind gradually relaxed and slowly fell into a deep sleep. He dreamed again, but this dream was illogical. In addition to him and Xinxin, there was also a woman with no face in the dream. The three of them rode on the roller coaster, passed through the black tunnel, passed through the white clouds, screamed and laughed. Then they appeared to swim under the water. He and the woman each took one of Xinxin's hands and danced with whales under the water...

"Be good to the rabbit,

Open the door!

Open quickly,

I'm going to come in."

"If you don't open, if you don't open, I won't open,

Mom didn't come back,

No one will open."

The woman in Fangyuan's dream suddenly sang the little rabbit, and her soft and cute voice suddenly woke him up. When she opened her eyes, she found that Xinxin had woken up. She lay on the bed, stretched her short legs high, singing songs, and using her little hands to hold her feet.

Fang Yuan sat up, picked up the phone next to him and looked at it. He found that it was almost eight o'clock. Because he was about to quit today, he turned off the alarm clock for work.

"Dad, you're awake!" The little guy turned his head and looked surprised when he heard the movement. On her face, he could not find the sadness of yesterday, and had returned to his former vitality.

"Are you full sleep?" Fang Yuan stood up slightly and pressed his forehead against the little guy's forehead.

"Yeah, yeah." The little guy pushed forward hard and leaned against Fang Yuan, who didn't dare to do it, on the bed. The little guy immediately cheered for victory.

The two of them played in the bed for a while, then put on their clothes and got up, changed into a small pink skirt and round leather shoes for the little man, combed her fluffy hair neatly, and then tied him a ponytail, and a big bow at the end of the braid.

Perhaps because of the system, his hands and feet are more coordinated, so today is obviously much better than yesterday. Fang Yuan is very satisfied, and the little man is also very satisfied.

After packing up, the little man naturally carried her little ladybug backpack and took out two chocolates from it. She told Fang Yuan that this was given to her by Teacher Song yesterday, saying that she would be rewarded with the good child, and she was not willing to eat it, so she put it in her schoolbag and wanted to share it with her father.

Fang Yuan was moved by the little man's words and his eyes were a little wet. He reached out and hugged the little man in his arms, thinking that it was so good, so good...

The two rode a small electric donkey and went to my mother for breakfast together. This time, the little man did not sit in front, but hugged his father's waist from behind. Although his arms were short and his father's belly was chubby, it was also very soft to hold it.

Because it was almost 9 o'clock for the two of them to go out, and at this time, there were not many people on the road. Except for some grocery shopping and exercise-related old men and women who went home one after another, Fang Yuan was in a very good mood in the face of the sea breeze, so he hummed a song in a low voice. The little man behind him heard his father sing and immediately became interested. The soft and cute child voice began to echo on the side of the road. This time she did not sing the little rabbit, but sang "let it go", and it was in the English version.

let it go

let it go

can't hold you bak anymore

let it go

let it go

turn my bak and slam the doo

the snow blows white on the mountain tonight

Not a footprint to be seen

a king of isolation and it looks like i'm the queen

the wind is howling like the swirling storm inside

Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows i tried

...

The pronunciation of the little man is very standard. She sang this song, which was originally full of tension such as mystery, nobility, desolation, and so on, and she completely inherited the talent of Lan Caiyi. She not only sings popular songs, but also sings Peking Opera and Yue Opera, which are very nice.

"Wow, the baby sang so well. Did the mother teach you how to sing?" Fang Yuan hurriedly said Chen Zan.

"No, it was taught by Teacher chris. I can sing many other songs!" The little guy was very happy when he heard his father's praise, so he immediately said proudly that she could sing a lot.

"So great, the baby is awesome? Are they all English songs?" Fang Yuan naturally would not disappoint her, so Chen Zan hurriedly said.

"Yes, because Teacher chris speaks English, of course it's an English song!"

"So, baby can speak two languages: English and Chinese?" Fang Yuan asked, and was even more surprised. He had always ignored the baby's fluent Chinese. You should know that when she grew up abroad, her birth context was English. It is not surprising that she could speak fluent English, but it is really talented to speak Chinese so fluently.
Chapter completed!