Time Mansour - Chapter 21
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Episode 21: A Grand Hometown
I went to the sink and spit out the toothbrush along with the foam.
“Bam.”
The toothbrush falls into the sink.
Without even rinsing my mouth, I check the message again.
-I want to migrate to live while maintaining the data. Is this possible on one server?
I read the message and became curious.
The thought crossed my mind, “Why bother?”
In my case, the process is the same, but the goal is a little different.
At that time, I was in a situation where I couldn’t shut down the server.
I had to rename the container availability zone.
Since it seemed like such a trivial task to the people above, we couldn’t shut down the running server.
So, in order to change the name of the availability zone, we had no choice but to perform a migration while in the live state.
However, if your goal is simply to migrate,
Of course, the standard practice was to transfer data while the server was down.
-Have you tried reinstalling?
The manual recommends reinstallation.
Originally, it was designed so that if you shut down the server and reinstall the program, existing information would also be automatically transferred.
– Impossible. We have to migrate while in operation. They are Chinese customers. They don’t trust us. That’s why they are saying they can never take down the server. I have also read the information you posted. But we only have one operational server. Is there any other way in this situation?
-It is possible.
-Then tell me how and I’ll give you an example. Our situation is urgent right now.
I nodded after seeing the answer.
I have a rough idea of the situation.
Although they don’t say it out loud.
Perhaps they had a major accident before and their trust with customers had been damaged.
So I guess that’s why they can’t make a strong appeal to take down the server.
Maybe that’s why there’s a sense of impatience in the letters.
If you had thought about it a little more after reading my post, you would have found a solution.
It seems like you don’t have the luxury of that.
If you automatically change data across multiple servers, your data will be lost.
So, you have to manually disconnect the servers one by one, make the corrections, and then reconnect the network.
It’s all in my post.
In fact, it was possible to apply it in a similar way even with just one server.
.
-The method is the same.
-There is only one server. There is no way to automatically match the data.
– Manually eject the disk. When the disk is automatically created as a blank shell, manually overwrite it. Then the data will be maintained in the live state. If you are confused, send me your email address. I will send you some reference materials.
If you want to transfer existing information from your old phone to your new phone, simply run a program.
Engineers are generally accustomed to this approach.
But the game is running on your phone.
When asked to transfer information to a new phone, engineers start to panic.
Actually, you could just manually save all the information to the SD card and then transfer it to your new phone.
-Oh! Right. Thank you. That will do. Thank you very much. Wow! Why didn’t we think of that?
When it comes to that, I can’t think of that simple method.
Since we are used to programs running automatically, we cannot bear the thought of moving them manually.
I just wasted the entire Chuseok holiday just to think of this method.
I can’t tell you how empty it felt when I actually thought about it.
I turned off my phone screen and pressed the power button on my computer.
Find and gather relevant materials that you find helpful.
I was so focused on typing on the keyboard.
Suddenly, I felt a rough sensation in my mouth, so I went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet.
**
On the way home from the bank.
I take a walk around the fog park chasing the wind.
Cigarette smoke rose from a corner and hung on tree branches.
Whoosh. My body escapes to the side, avoiding the smoke.
Approach the bench with the paint peeling off.
First, carefully join the fallen leaves that were resting next to you.
‘You don’t have a clue.’
Leaning back on my chair and looking up at the sky, I suddenly remembered what Seongtae had said.
I didn’t have much desire for material things.
I always thought that poverty and misery were independent practices.
I’ve always been poor, but that doesn’t mean I was always unhappy.
It’s just because I’m unhappy. I’m unhappy. Well, if we go into the reasons, there’s no end to it.
Maybe that’s why.
Honestly, I was more proud when I first received the order.
More than a few hundred cases.
More respect than the chief engineer.
I feel that elementary school students’ songs are more valuable.
“Am I weird?”
When I ask the night sky, the stars shine silently.
-Again!!! Come closer!!! I’m whispering!!
Instead, a tearing sound was heard from the earphones, as if trying to answer.
**
The weekend has arrived.
I go to the practice room as a habit.
This time, I went there early so as not to be late.
When I opened the door and went in, Changseok was already there.
Chang-seok hugging a guitar.
Chang-seok’s head, which had turned into a piano key, caught my eye.
There are black keys mixed in here and there with the white keys.
“You should dye your hair.”
“No. Not yet.”
“what?”
“It’s the busy season right now. You can tell from your appearance that you’re having a hard time. Stop complaining.”
And then Chang-seok shakes the guitar strings. Knock, knock. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I just don’t want everything.
He changes the lyrics to his own liking and sings the song as if he is shouting.
Because you were screaming so loudly.
I asked quietly as I put down the keyboard, wondering what was going on.
“What’s so hard about it? What’s wrong?”
“Just everything.”
There’s really nothing I like about this company.
Changseok smiled and shook his head.
“Ah~ Ah~ Apocalypse. Zombies are walking between partitions. Emotions are dry. The system is collapsing. Just screaming without any meaning. Just screaming!”
And then Chang-seok continues to scream incomprehensibly.
If you look closely.
I guess he came early to relieve stress.
I guess I’ll just have to leave it alone.
While thinking like that, I was organizing the keyboard cables.
“Hey. You all came early. You’re in good shape.”
Seongtae enters the practice room with Myeonggyu and gives a thumbs up.
The government hasn’t come yet.
I start playing to lightly match the rhythm.
Ta-da. Ta-da.
The performance begins to creak, starting with the bass note.
Everyone except me was shaking. There were a lot of mistakes overall.
After practicing for a few weeks.
There was one routine that definitely felt like it was a given.
“I’m screwed. What next?”
“Uh. Are we okay?”
“therefore.”
The data was reset every week and returned.
It will be overwritten on the new weekend, neatly formatted.
I think I’ll get better if I practice all weekend.
When we got back together and started practicing, we couldn’t remember anything from the previous week.
“Can I cancel it now?”
I asked Seongtae half-jokingly and half-seriously.
“Will it work?”
Seongtae looks at me with narrowed eyes.
A sense of worry is creeping into the practice room.
While we were playing the instruments like that, we were all thinking about it together.
at that time.
“Cough. Oh my. I’m going to die. Why is my cold so bad these days?”
The smell of cigarette smoke and the smell of money come in.
He frowns and grimaces repeatedly in a hoarse voice.
In the voice of the state that was like scraping iron.
I asked because I was worried.
“Your throat is completely sore. Can you sing?”
“There’s nothing I can’t sing.”
But my throat hurts. Let’s take it easy today.
He waves it off as if it’s no big deal and then immediately grabs the microphone.
“The temple is quiet at night~.”
The hoarse voice of the national anthem is added to our performance.
earth.
And so the performance ends with the last verse.
“Okay. Perfect.”
Guk-young clenches his fist and praises himself.
I glanced at Gukyoung’s expression, wondering if he was going to turn it around.
Gukyeong keeps nodding his head as if he is truly satisfied with the performance.
Seongtae looks at Gukyeong as if he is dumbfounded by the sight.
“Really? This is perfect?”
“Huh? Right. Isn’t this perfect? We’re not even real singers.”
Then he poured some hot water from the thermos and drank it, then continued talking.
“And to those who came to see the show. What kind of great musicality do you expect from us? Just laugh and have fun, and everyone will like it. Don’t overthink it.
Oh, my throat is going to burst. This is not going to work. Hey, let’s just do one more song and then go smoke a cigarette.
Why is it that Gook-young is urging Seong-tae instead?
At the end of the national anthem, everyone put their hands on their instruments.
As soon as I felt the feel of the keys at my fingertips.
Play and noise.
Somewhere in between, an ambiguous melody fills the practice room.
**
Add accompaniment with the keyboard.
Thump, thump. Every time I pressed the keycap, a melody was heard.
White letters on a black screen.
Symbols dance on the monitor.
‘Oh, my. This isn’t working.’
I couldn’t concentrate, so I habitually pressed alt-tab.
I just took a quick look at some other posts in the developer community.
After I posted something, I tried to take a break.
I just couldn’t get my hands on the writing.
It’s almost here.
Is it because of the upcoming performance?
Or is that just an excuse?
I’m not sure, but anyway, my concentration is getting worse.
Yeah. Let’s take a break today.
If you post too often, people might complain that you’re blatantly advertising it.
After rationalizing like that, I got up from my seat.
I go back to my room and lie down on my bed.
As soon as I lay down, I opened my phone as if it were a given.
Algorithm painted with red and blue images.
These days, Indian types are nowhere to be seen in algorithms.
Since I don’t go to work, I don’t have much time to watch lecture videos.
As time goes by.
I just like killing time without any purpose.
Red Blue stage footage. Old variety shows. Past dramas. Discontinued gag programs.
I watch several videos while giggling to myself.
The light shining from the cell phone screen spreads across my smile.
**
Rattling. Rattling.
The bus climbs up the hill.
Long time no see.
A familiar rock mountain welcomes me.
-Sayang-dong.
therefore.
To put it grandly.
It’s my hometown.
Our house was at the top of that hill where there is now an apartment complex.
Late 1990s.
In those days, coal gas poisoning was considered altitude sickness.
Only people living at high altitudes suffered from the disease.
Tin roof on broken brick.
I grew up in a house with a crooked spine, listening to my mother play music.
I made an excuse that it was far away and didn’t plan on coming.
When I actually came here and saw it, I felt a little sad in my heart.
I was resting my chin on the bus window, absorbed in that sentiment.
‘What day is it today?’
Outside the window.
I felt like the number of people on the streets was noticeably increasing.
Before I knew it, I was pressing my face against the window.
Even after getting off at the stop, you still have to walk quite a bit.
If I had known there would be this many people, I would have come with Myeonggyu.
Did I say I was coming separately for nothing?
That regret was fleeting.
-Jiying
A vibration came from my pocket.
“Hey. We’re going to be late. There’s no place to park. I’ll look around a bit more and get back to you.”
Myeong-gyu’s urgent voice was heard on the other end of the phone.