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In their sophomore years of high school, Qi Yi and Yan Yun both wrote more than 200 letters to each other, adding up to four or five hundred.

After returning to China for four days, subtracting the time on the road, the real complete time is a weekend, plus attending the wedding of Liu Siyan and Lu Ying, just sorting out the ins and outs of so many letters is enough to be busy.

It's no wonder that Qi Yi didn't open his mouth and shut his mouth today to just want Yan Yun to come out to meet, in addition to being afraid that Yan Yun would be tired, Qi Yi is indeed busy.

"How do you encode it? Can you automatically calculate the order in which you write letters?"

"Uh, so tall, what's up, let the master down, Qi Zi can only code by hand.

Although the date of the month and the year was not written at that time, occasionally a few letters would have some specific clues about the time, or some would write information such as the day of the week.

After a little tidying up, and then removing the winter and summer vacations when I write fewer letters, I can mark the date of my own letters.

Do you think it's possible to hand over this kind of thing to the computer to solve?" Qi Yi knew that Yan Yun had misunderstood the meaning of coding.

"I see, I thought it was big data, artificial intelligence or something. Yan Yun's expression didn't look particularly happy.

"What's wrong? I'll only code by hand, disappointing you?" Qi Yi asked Yan Yun.

"Why should I be disappointed by something so moving?

I just think it's too tiring for you to look for them one by one if it's purely manual.

I remember when I returned the letter to you, it was a messy order, and it wasn't sorted out. Yan Yun was worried that Qi would also tire himself up.

The more tedious things are, the more they test people's patience.

When Qi Yi returned Yan Yun's letter to her at that time, it was already in order, but after Yan Yun got it, the order was randomly disrupted.

Qi Yi now wants to sort out the "past" of the two, but Yan Yun not only didn't help, but obviously did not help him completely.

"The letters you wrote to me, I remember the order. It will soon be able to be rearranged.

Moreover, if there are all the correspondence, it will be easier to sort.

I should be able to finish it tomorrow morning, and then I'm going to the wedding in the afternoon and evening, and I don't have time to do it.

I'll give it to you the next morning after I finish the electronic file. No matter how cumbersome things are, when they reach Qi Yi's mouth, they become a dish.

"I took a look at it today, and the envelope and the paper I wrote to you at that time were all strange, as if the form was more than the content. "The stationery on which Yan Yun wrote to Qi Yi when he was in high school was all from Japan and South Korea.

There seems to be no particularly impressive company in the design of stationery and envelopes in Japan.

Many attractions will have some exclusive envelopes and sticky notes, but they are all decent and not particularly designed.

Design needs to be substantial, and in places where intellectual property starts relatively late, it is difficult for detailed design to have a vigorous development.

To take a very simple example, there are not enough font designs in China to this day.

But the font of the day,At least there are tens of thousands。

There are very few design students who have never used Japanese fonts.

Many fonts can be downloaded casually on the Internet.

The fact that fonts are copyrighted may be less aware of them in China.

Using someone else's font without paying for it is piracy.

If you use it privately, no one may be able to take care of you, but if you use it for commercial design after graduation, you are likely to receive a lawyer's letter.

Founder, China's largest font company, sends out at least tens of thousands of lawyers' letters every year.

Unlike English, there are only 26 letters, and when the capitals are added together, a set of fonts only needs 52 designs.

The production of a font requires at least more than 5,000 words to be designed, and the production is cumbersome, piracy is rampant, and it is impossible to make ends meet, resulting in the slow development of the entire industry.

Even if it is not because of the font, many entrepreneurs need to lose money to another big copyright owner when the company is slightly improving.

Every year, Microsoft sends tens of thousands of lawyers' letters to corporate users of pirated indos in China.

The faster the company grows, the higher the amount of compensation will be, because people are claiming by the number of computers.

If you take the initiative to buy the operating system and the copyright of Office before becoming a defendant, the price is not expensive.

When it comes time to become a defendant, the royalties that need to be paid are much more than those of the direct purchase of the original copy.

Of course, sending lawyers' letters to corporate users is only the beginning, and the piracy of individual users will gradually be on the agenda.

A few years ago, listening to songs cost money, which was still incomprehensible to individual users.

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The stationery that Yan Yun wrote to Qi Yi was specially selected, from the design to the color matching, it was a little special, and occasionally the letter paper ran out, and Yan Yun would write a letter on white paper, and he would "paint" on it.

Yan Yun had no way to accept that his letter paper was simply black on a white background.

Qi Yi's letter is not the same style as Yan Yun's at all.

The only variation on the most standard stationery is that sometimes it is a horizontal grid, sometimes a vertical grid.

Powerful pen lettering.

Yan Yun's letter is fancy and good-looking, and Qi Yi's letter is simply good-looking.

Yan Yun's letter pays great attention to "packaging", while Qi Yi's letter is purely based on "connotation".

"I went back and looked for any love sketches, short-legged tigers and squids that I hadn't paid attention to before. After Qi Yi got Yan Yun's letter, in addition to sorting, the most important thing was to find some clues about Yan Yun's love back then.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I was so cowardly back then, I shouldn't have been able to do anything to convey love through painting. Yan Yun asked Qi to lower his hope a little.

"Are you just the cowardly attitude you had back then?" Qi Yi was really touched by the idiom in Yan Yun's words just now.

When Qi Yi went to Melbourne, he was very satisfied with being able to pull his hand, but Yan Yun went to New York, and he could only hold a hand, which was unbearable!

The key is that when Yan Yun left, he didn't seem to leave a trace of nostalgia.

Although Qi can also understand, his girlfriend is a person who is particularly reluctant to face parting.

But Qi is still a little hurt by this.

"Uh, what should I do, you are like this, I seem to think that I am a cowardly person in my bones~" Yan Yun looked at Qi Yi, she felt that she should have the courage to admit the facts.

However, when he got serious, only Yan Yun was in high school.

deliberately set a lot of rules and regulations for himself and Qi Yi, and every day I think about what the difference between liking and worshiping is.

Love and dare not admit it, feeling that there will be no harm if there is no expectation.

At that time, Yan Yun was in a transitional period of being targeted and not being targeted.

Yan Yun could hit Qi Yi's heart directly, but he had no way to face himself.

I lost my heart, I couldn't find myself, and I didn't have enough self-confidence.

But this kind of Yan Yun has long been in the past.

The matter of cowardly behavior, the current Yan Yun really can't do it.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the opening hours of the Wenzhou City Library have long ended.

Walking up the steps from the main entrance of the library, the glass doors are locked.

The dim light, through the glass door, brings a glimmer of light to the library door at night.

The street lamps on the side of the street, with a beige light source, illuminated the road in front of the library, and generously lit the steps of the main entrance of the library with their warm afterglow.

Yan Yun handed the bag full of the letter written by the second year of high school to Qi Yi and handed it to Qi Yi.

Standing on tiptoe, he closed his eyes and put his arms around Qi Yi's neck.

Qi Yi hesitated for half a second, a second at most.

The bag that I had just taken over fell directly to the ground.

Qi also rarely has no way to think.

At this moment, Qi Yi's mind was blank.

The first kiss may come too late, or it may be too young.

But for two people who love each other, this is just an instinct.

It's not about skill, it's about the person standing across from you.

Like a freeze-frame comic, there is no street not far away, no steps in front of the library.

Only the silhouette of a boy and a girl embracing each other in the warm shimmer.

～～～～～～～～

(Hahaha, Qi Yi and Yan Yun's first kiss, is it a little unexpected?)

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