I am weak and friendly

Chapter 266 A Phone Call from Afar (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month!)
The next morning, Tang Yiping didn't wake up until 9 a.m.

After lying lazily in bed for a while, Tang Yiping scrolled through his phone.

I don't know if it's because of the "anti-spray bottle" or because of my own "working mask" (a mask implying I'm destined to be unsuccessful), but the online buzz surrounding OIFU has decreased significantly. It's almost nowhere to be found on trending topics, and after scrolling for a while, I haven't been able to find any related videos.

This put Tang Yiping at ease.

It seems that the hype surrounding OIFU has finally died down.

But now is not the time to be at ease, because last night, Tang Yiping saw on the forum that people had already started discussing his coding skills.

ROBO-FU's effects are truly amazing, and it was written entirely by Tang Yiping himself. Such coding ability is hard to hide.

Last night, before going to sleep, Tang Yiping made a heartfelt prayer that everyone would not delve too deeply into this topic.

Today, he first put his hands together, prayed a few times, and then opened the forum.

He felt that his prayers had been in vain.

It's over.

On the forum, there were five or six topics related to his coding skills, with both sides holding their own viewpoints, creating a tense atmosphere.

"A thread for discussion about Hirako's coding skills."

"Let's start a separate thread to discuss what the basis is for those who say Hirako's coding skills are weak."

"To be frank, I think Hirako is a very good developer, but his coding skills are not strong."

"A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is without artifice: An analysis of Tang's coding style."

"What are we talking about when we talk about coding skills, whether we're laymen or experts?"

"Personal opinion: [0xT1P] That kind of strong coding ability, while Pingzi's strong engineering thinking is different!"

In the post, people with different stances were arguing fiercely.

You might say Tang Yiping has strong coding skills, but all his code is very stable and straightforward, without any magical or incomprehensible solutions; it's just neat and orderly.

It's like a square brick, neither high-end nor fancy, and you can understand it at a glance.

You might say Tang Yiping's coding skills are weak, but the OIFU and ROBO-FU he wrote are incredibly impressive.

Especially ROBO-FU, it's absolutely amazing.

In conclusion, Tang Yiping's code gives people a certain feeling.

Weak-strong-weak-strong.

Schrödinger's strength.

The people in the forum were roughly divided into two groups, and neither side could convince the other.

If it weren't for the forum rules that discourage arguments—otherwise, people would be banned or even kicked out of the forum—the atmosphere would probably be very different now; it would be a bloodbath.

Tang Yiping immediately sensed something was wrong.

This argument is most likely because we've been using the term "Tang Tongxue, the mediocre coder" for too long, and even the concept of "taking this as the standard" has become outdated.

No, I need to go to the warehouse later to check on the situation.

If OIFU is working fine and the repository is stable, quickly switch back to [Tang, the mediocre code writer].

Today they dare to discuss their relative strengths and weaknesses compared to [0xT1P], tomorrow they'll dare to discuss their relationship with [0xT1P].

This wind cannot last long!
Thinking this, Tang Yiping could no longer lie down and quickly got up.

Tang Yiping was performing his "lightning teeth cleaning technique" and "smearing eye boogers technique" in the bathroom when his phone rang.

The number displayed above is a +64 number, and it also has a warning: "Overseas number, please be careful."

Tang Yiping was stunned for a moment.

Why would someone from overseas call me?

He answered the phone hesitantly, and then heard a middle-aged man's voice coming from the other end.

"Hello, are you Tang Yiping?"

"Uh...who are you?" Tang Yiping didn't dare to answer directly whether it was yes or no, and first asked about the other party's identity.

"Hello, my name is Du Yike."

Tang Yiping: "???"

Tang Yiping felt the name was somewhat familiar, but couldn't quite place it. He couldn't recall who the person was.

“He…my father is…Du Yuanshan,” the other person said.

Tang Yiping: "!!!"

Tang Yiping finally remembered that the other party was Old Master Du's son! The son of Old Master Du who had a conflict with him for some reason and eventually left for another place.

Even though he knew the other person's identity, Tang Yiping didn't know what to say.

After all... he wasn't familiar with the other person.

Moreover, although the discord between Du Yuanshan and his son was deliberately instigated, he could not say he liked Du Yike either, because he had personally witnessed the pain that the old man Du Yuanshan experienced at the time of his death.

That was the most painful pain he had ever experienced.

Like being engulfed in flames.

All he could say was, "Hello, Uncle Du."

Then he stopped talking.

The other person remained silent for a moment, clearly unsure of what to say to him.

In the silence, a question suddenly came to his mind.

I am still living in the house of the old man Du Yuanshan.

After Du Yuanshan passed away, the house should belong to Du Yike.

Ugh……

They're probably here to take back the house.

Has this day finally come?
He looked around. He really liked the house and had grown attached to it.

and……

Lola also really liked the shoe rack outside.

It's a pity, I have to leave.

Sure enough, the other party said, "He... my father's former colleague contacted me and asked me to handle my father's estate. I will be returning to China next week to assist with my father's estate matters."

Is this an ultimatum?
Move out yourself.

"Okay, I understand..." Tang Yiping admired his own composure, being able to speak in such a calm tone at this moment.

Tang Yiping began to think about where he would live if he moved out.

Of course, I can afford to rent a place now, but I certainly wouldn't be willing to rent such a spacious one.

Moreover, it's even more impossible to rent a home with accessible facilities.

Not to mention, if we rent a new place, we'll also need to buy a shoe cabinet for Lola at the front door, which is quite expensive...

Ugh, this is so troublesome.

As he was thinking this, he heard someone on the other end say, "My father left most of his property to you. As the first in line to inherit, I need to be present as an assistant, and you will need to receive it."

"Huh?" Tang Yiping exclaimed in surprise, "What?"

The other side repeated it again.

"Grandpa Du left his inheritance to me? When did that happen?" He was very shocked.

He remembered that Mr. Du had asked him if he wanted Mr. Du's inheritance.

He said he didn't want it.

Grandpa Du didn't insist. He just said that Tang Yiping should leave and that Tang Yiping shouldn't be involved in the rest of the matter.

Tang Yiping left then...

Could it be after I left?

“I can’t accept it; these assets should be yours,” Tang Yiping said.

He has already inherited Mr. Du's estate, and it is the most precious one.

“This was his…my father’s last wish, and I haven’t fulfilled my responsibilities as a son at all, so I have no right to take his inheritance,” Du Yike said. “This may be the last time I go back. I want to see you one last time. I want to thank you in person…”

He said, "Thank you for making his passing less painful, and thank you for staying by his side from beginning to end."

Tang Yiping hung up on Du Yike for some reason.

A phone call stirred up many thoughts in him.

After a long while, he realized that a dialog box had popped up in front of him at some point:

—You have found a place to stay. Please upgrade its security.

(End of this chapter)