Entering Sergei's room, it was still as chaotic as when I last saw it, with various items tossed about.
A computer sat on the desk, with two small spherical monitors arranged side by side.
Another computer was placed on the floor with the wires and power cords all tangled up, forcing one to be careful not to trip over them.
The computer's humming sound, paired with the heat it emitted, made the room's temperature several degrees higher than outside.
Sergei casually threw the dirty clothes from his chair onto the bed, inviting Wang Ye to sit down.
He then turned around, opened the mini-fridge in the corner, and took out two chilled beers.
Wang Ye, holding a beer, sat down and glanced at the computer screen, which, full of rows of code, he naturally couldn't understand.
He laughed and asked, "Sergei, you're a senior now, right? Haven't you thought about finding an internship or something?"
