33: Chapter 33 Zhao Yang: Shui Mu, your vision is too narrow!

Huang Yimei recounted the process of meeting Zhao Yang.

Huang Jianzhi and Wu Yuejiang looked at each other, speechless.

A lone hero.

A graduate student in the Computer Science department.

A painter.

"This young man..." Huang Jianzhi couldn't help but sigh, "He is simply a polymath of both arts and sciences."

Huang Yimei's eyes sparkled: "And he's also quite..."

The words reached her lips, but she didn't know how to describe it. Saying Zhao Yang was handsome seemed a bit tacky. She furrowed her delicate brows and changed her phrasing: "He's quite interesting to talk to. By the way, Dad, help me find out where he lives, or his contact information."

"Hmm?"

The elderly couple both looked surprised.

Ever since she was young, because she was so beautiful, Huang Yimei had always been surrounded by swarms of boys. It had always been others asking for her contact information and where she lived; she had never actively asked about anyone else.

This Zhao Yang was the first time.

"Daughter, why are you looking for him?" Unconsciously, Wu Yuejiang's tone became a bit probing and cautious.

Huang Yimei pointed to the painting: "I took such a good thing and haven't paid him yet! Maybe there were too many people watching at the time, and he was too embarrassed to accept it, so he left the painting and walked away."

"Then he didn't leave any contact information? And didn't ask you for any?"

"No! He had something to do at the time and was called away by a classmate to help."

"Oh..." Huang Jianzhi nodded, "Then I'll ask Professor Lin later. Actually, you could go find him yourself. He's a graduate student in the Computer Science department; just ask around the dormitory area. But how much do you plan to pay him for this painting?"

"That's right..." Wu Yuejiang said, "Although I don't understand art, I can see that this painting is truly excellent. It wouldn't be appropriate to pay too little."

Huang Yimei rubbed her cheeks in distress: "Dad, Mom, it's troublesome. The more I look at this painting, the better I think it is... I'm afraid it's worth more than a few thousand yuan. I'll take it to school and let my advisor take a look and give it an appraisal."

"Sigh!" Huang Jianzhi shook his head, "You child, you have no sense of propriety! Accepting something so valuable? If it really doesn't work out, just return it to him."

Huang Yimei pouted: "Fine... but I'll keep it for a few days first, and learn a few tricks from it before I do!"

At dawn the next day, the sound of typing in the laboratory finally stopped.

Zhao Yang straightened his back and said to Xiao Chunan: "Alright, it's finished. There shouldn't be any more problems in the future."

At this time, it wasn't just Xiao Chunan in the laboratory—Xu Shengnan and the others were all there.

When Xiao Chunan asked Zhao Yang for help, he hadn't realized the severity of the situation. It wasn't until Zhao Yang started modifying the drivers for the industrial control machines that he realized something was off.

Because Zhao Yang wasn't modifying just one machine, but every machine in the laboratory. Desktops, industrial control machines, servers—if it had a connection to external devices, he changed it all.

Once the low-level stuff was modified, it needed testing, and relying on Xiao Chunan alone was definitely not enough. He immediately called everyone from the project team over.

The whole team worked all night—Zhao Yang wrote the programs, and they tested them.

Now, the low-level drivers for all the laboratory equipment had been replaced. After everyone's testing, they discovered that the equipment's operating efficiency had at least doubled.

Although the group's eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night, they were all extremely excited. With such a big shot in the project team, they could definitely walk with their heads held high in the future.

At this moment, the laboratory door opened.

A kind-looking elderly man in his fifties with a slightly plump figure walked in—Professor Lin.

Don't let his kind and benevolent appearance fool you; many students were deceived by his looks and ended up falling into a trap.

Being Professor Lin's student was too difficult: his projects required advancement and foresight, and more annoyingly, they also required practicality—things that sounded Advanced but were useless wouldn't pass his inspection at all. Plus, whenever it came to academics, his face immediately became as hard as iron, and students would avoid him.

Seeing that the project team was all there, Professor Lin was a bit puzzled: "You all came so early? By the way, has Zhao Yang arrived?"

Zhao Yang stood up and smiled: "Professor Lin, hello, I am Zhao Yang. Yesterday, Senior Brother said the experiment encountered some problems and asked me to help look at the programs. I discovered that the efficiency of our laboratory's drivers wasn't very high, and there were some hidden bugs, so we all pulled an all-nighter to improve all the programs."

Professor Lin felt his vision go dark for a moment. Many of the machines' drivers were specially configured by the manufacturers; changing even a little bit would affect the use of applications, or even cause malfunctions. This kind of work was something only veteran engineers could do. Although Zhao Yang was skilled, doing this was too daring!

Seeing his expression was off, Zhao Yang added: "All equipment has been tested, and I estimate the efficiency has increased by about 90%. To get more precise data, we might need to test it in more detail."

"Professor, we were busy with this all night last night." Xiao Chunan quickly added, "My experiment kept failing because of problems with the drivers. After Zhao Yang modified them, the experiment achieved Perfection!"

Professor Lin's expression softened slightly, and he put his bag aside: "Come, let's test it again. Xiao Chunan, go buy some breakfast for everyone; I haven't eaten either!"

Four hours later, the equipment testing was finished.

Professor Lin rubbed his hands excitedly, looking at Zhao Yang as if he were looking at a golden egg: "I really didn't expect that not only is your theory solid and your programming skills superb, but you also have such a deep understanding of low-level hardware! I have truly struck gold!"

Zhao Yang felt a chill down his spine from being stared at like that: "Professor Lin, we've all been up all night; can we go back and rest now?"

"Hmm, that's true, you all go back and rest." Professor Lin added, "I think the improvements to our laboratory can generate at least four papers; you all discuss who will write them."

Xu Shengnan said: "Professor Lin, the main work last night was done by Zhao Yang, so he should be the one to write them."

Professor Lin waved his hand: "How would Zhao Yang have the time to write these things? You all just write them. Everyone go, right, Zhao Yang, you stay."

After everyone left, Professor Lin closed the door and his expression became more serious: "Zhao Yang, I had another meeting with the principal and several experts yesterday. The paper you submitted has pushed the progress of our school's major project forward by a huge margin! Everyone was already going to give up on that project and just wanted to muddle through it. But because of your paper, not only can this project be completed, but it also has high hopes for winning an award. Therefore, the school is prepared to improve your benefits."

Zhao Yang was stunned; he really didn't expect his paper to come at such an opportune time.

"Your salary will be paid at the level of a lecturer, and there will be project allowances," Professor Lin said. "You don't need to live in the graduate dormitory either; the school plans to allocate an on-campus apartment for you to stay in for now. To be able to reach your current level at your age, your future prospects are limitless!"

Leaving the laboratory, Zhao Yang was clear-headed—Shui-Mu giving him such treatment naturally meant they had the intention of keeping him at the school in the future.

However, how could Zhao Yang be satisfied with only academics and campus life?

Shui-Mu, your vision is too small!

In this lifetime, he would walk to the summit to see the scenery from the very top.

Returning to the dormitory, Zhao Yang closed the door, took out his phone, and dialed Wu Yuedong's number.

"Old Wu, bring Phoenix... or rather, those two singers from the 'Cool Fire' group, to the Imperial Capital."