神气十足、微微有些发福的陈涛从浴室的大镜子里出现。他一边顺着腮帮子划着半圆，一边在脑子里喃喃自语：“客户……自动支付……评价系统……”，他想起昨晚没编完的一段程序，这些该死的数字，一早起来就争先恐后地和他抢夺清晨仅有的一点幻想，踉踉跄跄，挤成一团，完全没有秩序。 Pompous, slightly blessed Chen Tao appeared from the bathroom mirror. As he chewed his cheek along the semicircle, he muttered in his head: “The client ... automatically pays ... the appraisal system ... ...” He remembered a program that had not been edited last night. These damn numbers got up early in the morning Scramble to snatch his early morning only a little fantasy, 踉 踉 跄 跄, huddled together, there is no order.