I am weak and friendly

Chapter 406 This assignment is pretty good, it just needs a few more revisions.
Inside the restaurant's private room, Lao Zhang and Sister Gao watched as Tongtong desperately shook Tang Yiping, wanting to have another round with him.

Listening to his little mouth chattering on and on, sometimes pleading, sometimes threatening, sometimes acting cute, he used all his tricks to try and persuade Tang Yiping to fight him again.

He was both angry and anxious at the moment, seemingly unaware of the changes that had occurred within him.

The couple looked at each other, then both stood up.

The two people held hands, and both could feel the other's hands trembling.

"Tongtong?" Sister Gao called out.

"Mom, my brother bullied me! My brother is so mean!"

Tongtong said.

"Tongtong, you...you can talk now," Sister Gao said.

“I…speak? I…” Tongtong suddenly widened her eyes.

"I...I..." He stammered again in his nervousness. He looked at his parents, then at Tang Yiping, and paused for a moment.

To be honest, Tang Yiping could almost see his little brain working frantically through his eyes.

He must be trying to figure out what's going on.

“I can speak now, brother, what did you do to me just now…” He looked at Tang Yiping.

"I didn't do anything!" Tang Yiping laughed. "I was just saying that some little fool can't beat me at chess!"

As he spoke, Tang Yiping patted Tongtong's head from behind.

This time, Tang Yiping stabbed without any hesitation.

The problem is, this time, Tang Yiping is unlikely to succeed in stabbing Tang Yiping in the back.

Because lies don't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

The Tongtong we know now is the Tongtong who is "naturally intelligent".

Tongtong stared intently at Tang Yiping, seemingly trying to figure out what he had done.

But he's just a child; it's no wonder he couldn't figure it out.

Old Zhang gripped his wife's hand tightly with his left hand and said to Tongtong, "Tongtong, come here."

When Tongtong came over, he took her hand with his right hand.

“Tongtong, come here, let’s kowtow to your brother Pingzi,” he said.

"Oh no! No, no, no!" Master Tang quickly stood up, but there was no way to stop him.

"Dong dong dong."

Old Zhang kowtowed to Tang Yiping back then.

But this time, one kowtow was not enough to express his gratitude.

Old Zhang looked up, glanced at Tang Yiping, then at Master Tang, wanting to speak, but he couldn't get the words out.

He only experienced two miracles in his life.

Last time, he was working overtime when he suddenly received a call from his wife. She was so excited on the phone that she could barely speak. He thought something had happened and rushed over.

Then I saw that Tongtong could actually communicate with him using a software.

That was something he had fantasized about countless times, worked tirelessly day and night to achieve, and tried his best to do, but he never succeeded.

No matter how hard he tried, there was a thick barrier between him and his son; his son was locked inside, and they were locked outside.

This is a despair that only a father can understand.

On that day, this thick barrier that had blocked everything was broken down by a teenager using a software called FOEW.

That was even the first time this young man had developed his own project and the first time he had open-sourced software.

He felt that God had been kind to him, giving Tongtong and his family another chance.

But now, he truly understands.

What is a miracle?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to express his gratitude and excitement, but he couldn't say anything.

He could only stroke Tongtong's head and say, "Tongtong, from now on, Pingzi will be your own brother. You must, you absolutely must, treat him well..."

"Alright, alright, don't burden the child!" Master Tang quickly stopped him.

"I know, I will take good care of and protect Brother Pingzi from now on." Tongtong raised her little face to look at her father, then at Tang Yiping, and said, "So, Brother Pingzi, are you bored? How about I play chess with you?"

Tang Yiping: ? ? ?

No, Tongtong, you've already shown your ingrate potential!
Seeing Tang Yiping's expression, the private room erupted in laughter, with Old Zhang and Sister Gao laughing until tears streamed down their faces.

After everyone finished laughing, they saw Tongtong leaning against Tang Yiping's chest, whispering something to him. Old Zhang and Master Tang, the two fathers, looked at the two of them with satisfaction on their faces.

Tongtong nestled in Tang Yiping's arms and whispered, "Brother, does it hurt?"

Although the little guy didn't know how Tang Yiping did it, he could sense that Tang Yiping must have sacrificed a lot.

It doesn't hurt, but I'm a little reluctant to part with it.

Ah, it's good to be smart.

However, this thing was not a good thing for Tang Yiping; it was more like a heavy burden.

Tang Yiping patted Tongtong's head and said, "Tongtong, if you really want to repay me, then do something for me." "What is it? I will definitely do it," Tongtong nodded earnestly.

"Yeah, your hairstyle is awful. Go dye it blonde."

Tongtong: "???"

Tang Yiping: ? ? ?

Got it!

The side effects of being "naturally intelligent" have disappeared, but other talents have emerged!

"Never mind, I was just joking!" Tang Yiping quickly waved his hand.

However, Tongtong's hairstyle is really ugly.

Zhang Ge's hairstyle is also ugly.

Yeah, Master Tang's hairstyle is also ugly.

Oh my god, my hairstyle looks awful! I really want to dye my hair blonde!
Help! My aesthetic sense has become bizarre!

Tang Yiping was inwardly wailing.

It took him a lot of effort to control his urge to dye his hair blonde.

Stay calm, stay calm, dyeing your hair blonde isn't important right now. What's important is your homework! Hurry up and finish your homework and hand it in!
I've already been urged again in the class group chat.

Tang Yiping borrowed Lao Zhang's laptop, logged into his account, and saw all sorts of "student management systems".

Tang Yiping was dazzled by what he saw.

It gives off a feeling of an emperor choosing his concubines.

I never imagined that I would have so much to do in this lifetime, that I could be so picky about what I could do.
The issue is……

With Tang Yiping's terrible C programming skills, he couldn't understand many of them.

It's like when they're choosing a concubine, all the women who come are alien beauties.

Yeah, the kind of beauty that aliens would find attractive.

He can't tell which one is beautiful.

No, what kind of incorrect perception do you have of a weak player with 1302 points on Maike.com?
After searching for a long time, he found that someone had sent him a private message and even sent him code.

He opened it and took a look, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Oh my god!
I can understand it!
They can actually understand all of this!

The neat and tidy code is even clearer and more understandable than when the teacher demonstrates it in class.

That's it!

The issue is……

Hmm, it feels like something's missing.

To be precise, it's a bit ugly.

……

Zhou Siyuan waited anxiously.

He still has a lot of work to do, but he can't do any of it.

He stood up wanting to stretch, but he had no interest in exercising. He ordered takeout, but he had no appetite for eating.

I wandered around for a while, then wandered around again, wrote a line of code, and couldn't help but come back to check if there were any new messages.

but.

No.

still none.

Zhou Siyuan even suspected that his network was broken, so he crawled under the table to check the network cable.

until……

Switching back to the page again, he saw an exclamation mark on his private message.

The message displayed above reads: "A private message from @Bottle".

He felt his heart skip a beat, and his hands began to tremble.

He felt he wasn't this nervous, not even when he was working on the front page of a top-tier journal.

He opened the message and read it over and over again three times.

I got noticed by the great Pingzi!
God!

I actually got noticed by the great Pingzi!
At this moment, Zhou Siyuan felt as happy as if she had been chosen as a concubine to enter the palace.

"Your code is excellent!" said Pingzi, "It perfectly meets my assignment requirements."

Of course! I'm a professional at helping students with their homework!
"There's just a tiny problem, could you fix it a little bit more?" Boss Pingzi asked. "Just a tiny bit."

“No problem, Pingzi, what would you like to change?” Zhou Siyuan asked, his spirits lifted.

I'm not afraid of you having needs, I'm afraid you won't mention them. I've already modified the code for you, so you can't very well not connect with me now!
(End of this chapter)