Living a Second Life

EPS 10 MKK: STUDYING TOGETHER

When I came back, I told my parents about the fact that I had reported to a computer class. This time my father did not mind, but instead encouraged me to study hard and not stop halfway.

As the father of technical engineers in the factory, I know the importance of studying computers for future work. By 1994, computers were not yet a game machine for some parents, electronic drugs. This time the computer is still mysterious in the eyes of most people, a harbinger of high-tech office automation.

Children's Palace's computer room is very small, only about 20 computers are all Lenovo 386 brand machines. When I entered, there were only four or five people sitting in the room, and there was no such thing as dozens of people in Sanda's class yesterday. No wonder the cost of auditions is so expensive.

Computers in this age are boring to our generation, far more exciting than gaming consoles. It is precisely because of the mystery of the computer that makes many children and even parents think that this is a scientific instrument far from life, he said, only a few parents with forward awareness would send their children here to study.

I found a chair in the back position and turned on the computer power.

Uh? How's the black screen? I looked at the prompt in front of me and suddenly remembered that today the domestic computer system is still in the old era.

I skilfully called the file directory on the hard disk.and even (the c language program compiler) was not installed. There are also some small programs that practice fingering. This was the worst and least used language in my previous life. I use vb, but I do not need to remember some statements and functions. I have never used that language, and I have never even seen my co-workers use it.

“Liu Lei?” Suddenly I heard a very sweet, touching voice calling out my name, and that sweet voice came from our beautiful classmate Zhao Yanxi.

“Liu Lei, this is really you, how are you doing here?” Zhao Yanxi sat in a position at the side.

"Should this be the sentence I asked you? Didn't you learn to dance?" Liu Lei stopped Zhao Yanxi.

“How did you know that I learned to dance here?” Zhao Yanxi looked at Liu Lei in disbelief.

The sweat in my head immediately came out. I accidentally said the wrong word. It is true that I never knew that Zhao Yanzhen was learning to dance here. The school had just started school for a week, and Zhao Yanxi had never mentioned it to me, but in my previous life, she said, I knew that Zhao Yanxi would come to the Children's Palace to dance every Saturday.

Liu Lei took a deep breath, and I said as if nothing had happened: "I saw you when I came to study Sanda yesterday."

"Oh, you're still practicing Sanda. I really didn't see it. But that fact is not true, Liu Lei." Zhao Yanxi's words changed like a slightly horrible smile and looked at me. "I didn't come to the dance class yesterday, so Liu Lei, you. Quick and honest, how do you know this news? "

No, My Lord! My face was getting black, and I was completely wrong. But at this moment my savior appeared. An old man went to the podium and said to us, "Alright, everyone shut up, I have to start a lecture."

Sure enough, Zhao Yanxi was distracted by him, no longer asking me, retrieving the little book from the small backpack, and ready to take notes.

“Why do you want to learn this?” Ask Liu Lei.

“Indeed who forbade me from learning computers. Besides are you bothered if I take this class?” Zhao Yanxi stared at the podium without taking a look, and whispered in her mouth.

"It's just that I can't concentrate on studying when you come," Liu Lei said.

“Why can't you learn, is it not good to have a beauty of this magnitude with you on the side?” Zhao Yanyi listened to the old man on stage, whispered with me, momentarily daydreaming, and subconsciously scorned me. One sentence. But when he finished speaking, I realized that something was wrong, my face was red, and I felt ashamed.

Liu Lei pretended not to hear and continued to say: "Since I have seen you in class, I cannot concentrate."

"Who is that?" Zhao Yanxi said: "I don't know who will sleep after class."

"Then I won't be able to always see you as soon as I go to class" I said out loud.

Liu Lei's words made Zhao Yanxi's cheeks flushed very cute, did not reply for a long time, and finally whispered: "Come on."

"The computer was a mysterious path. We can use it to draw, edit text, process data, and even write our favorite little programs, like games ..." The old man who was teaching in front of me was talking about me. That would be bullshit and bullshit. Zhao Yanxi listened excitedly, but also kept something in the book from time to time.

What programs can make money? The computer is not perfect. The number of computers in China is not much, and it is still full of pirated software. It seems impossible to let people spend money to buy the real one right now.

I quickly tapped on the keyboard with my hand. This is a subconscious movement that I make whenever I think of a problem in my previous life. All the screens I tapped on were fhqutemvga, which is Zhao Yanxi's five-character font sequence. I smiled and went back to God. I glanced at Zhao Yanxi, next to my eyes. The little girl was still listening to the old man, and didn't seem to notice what I was doing. Losing my unconscious movements, I wrote a five-step font. If Chinese pinyin is a little girl, I can't think that I'm a psychopath.

I clean the screen, it seems like my habits are not very good. As far as I know, there is no Pinyin input method that is so perfect in this era. Many people desperately carried five punches to catch up on typing speed. In later generations, very few people actually used the Wubi input method, and they were all replaced by Pinyin. And some people who don't type often and work in companies and government agencies let them learn five strokes. This is fantasy.

If I could improve the Pinyin input method under the window platform that I had seen in later generations and move it to the platform, it would definitely trigger the insanity of the input method.

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