On the first day when I changed my career to write code, I thought the hardest thing was to learn C#.
Unexpectedly, the hardest part was to deal with the person who taught me code.
Yang Yi, 27 years old, is the youngest technical backbone in the company.
She is single, but she pretends to be an expert in love.
He called me "Forest Engineer", his tone was polite, but his eyes always wanted to prove something.
He got too close when teaching code, and then quickly backed away after teaching - as if he was afraid that I would notice that he was nervous.
He deliberately didn't look at me during the meeting, but when it was my turn to speak, he looked up before me.
Once I teased him:
"Teacher Yang, do you usually teach your female colleagues this way?"
He was stunned for a moment, and the tips of his ears were visibly red.
Still trying to show off:
"Forest workers, what I call... Is to treat everyone equally."
Later I found out——
His ease and ease are all just an act.
He was afraid of being treated like a child by me, afraid of showing his timidity, and afraid that I would see his thoughts first.
But he doesn't know.
Every time he pretended to be calm, I was thinking:
Why is this little brother so cute?
