10. Input method

When I went back, I told my parents about my enrollment in computer classes, and this time my father did not object, but encouraged me to study hard and not give up halfway.

As a father of a technical engineer in the factory, he knows that learning computers well is important for his future work. Without saying a word, he gave me the tuition fee, and praised me for being sensible and knowing how to study. In ninety-four years, computers have not yet become what some parents later called game consoles and electronic drugs. At this time, computers were still very mysterious in the eyes of most people, a sign of high-tech office automation.

The computer room in the Children's Palace is very small, with only about 20 computers, all of which are Lenovo 386 brand machines. When I entered, there were only four or five people sitting in the room, which was completely lacking in the momentum of yesterday's sanda class of dozens of people. No wonder the trial fee is so expensive, if it is less, you may not even be able to pay the teacher's lecture fee.

Computers in this era are boring and boring for our generation, and far less exciting than game consoles. It is precisely because of the mystery of the computer that many children and even parents think that this is a scientific instrument far away from life, and only a few parents with advanced consciousness will send their children here to learn.

I found a seat in the back and turned on the computer. The familiar self-check sound, for a moment I was in a surging mood, staring at the screen and waiting for the familiar small window picture.

I looked at the prompt in front of me and suddenly remembered that at this time, the domestic computer system was still in the era of DOS.

In my previous life, I was used to using the graphical interface, and one day I had to face the prompt, but fortunately, I also learned DOS6.22 and TC2.0 in college, otherwise I really don't know where to start.

I skillfully called up the file directory on the hard disk, and the only languages I could use were Basic and Logo, and I didn't even have TC (C language program compiler) installed. There are also a few small programs that practice fingering. Basic is the worst and least used language in my previous life, even if I use VB, I don't have to memorize some statements and functions. I didn't use the logo language at all, and I didn't even see any of my colleagues use it.

"Liu Lei?" Suddenly I heard an extremely moving voice calling my name, and this voice I could hear even when I was sleeping, from our lovely classmate Zhao Yanyan.

"Liu Lei, it's really you, why are you here?" Zhao Yanyan sat unceremoniously on a seat next to me.

"I should have asked you this sentence, right? Didn't you learn to dance?" I stopped what I was doing and said to Zhao Yanyan.

"How do you know I'm studying dance here?" Zhao Yanyan looked at me suspiciously.

The sweat on my head immediately came out, and I almost showed my stuffing by accident, and it stands to reason that I would never know that Zhao Yanyan was studying dance here. Just a week after the school opened, Zhao Yanyan herself never mentioned it to me, but in my previous life, I knew that Zhao Yanyan would come to the Children's Palace every Saturday to learn dance.

I took a deep breath and said, "I saw you yesterday when I came to learn sanda. ”

"Oh, so you still practice sanda, I really didn't see it. But that's not right, Liu Lei," Zhao Yanyan looked at me with a smile and said, "I didn't come to the dance class at all because of something yesterday, so Liu Lei, you quickly confess truthfully, how did you know this news?"

No, my God! I'm just getting darker and darker, I'm really clever and mistaken by cleverness. But then my savior appeared, and an old man came up to the podium and said to us, "All right, everyone, be quiet, I'm going to start the lecture." ”

Sure enough, Zhao Yanyan was interrupted by him, and he stopped asking me, took out a small notebook from his small backpack, and prepared to take notes.

I wondered in my heart, Zhao Yanyan also came to participate in the computer class? I had never heard of it in my previous life? Besides, girls are basically not interested in these things, which can be seen from the fact that Zhao Yanyan is a girl in the whole classroom.

"Why are you learning this?" I asked.

"Who is allowed to come or not?" Zhao Yanyan stared at the podium without squinting, and whispered in her mouth.

"It's just that I can't concentrate on my studies as soon as you come. I said, moaning low.

"Why can't you study hard, isn't it good to have a beautiful woman like me by the side to accompany you?" Zhao Yanyan whispered to me while listening to the old man on the stage, a little absent-minded, and subconsciously teased me. But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and his little face turned red and he was ashamed.

I pretended not to notice and continued, "It's because I'm just watching you in class that I can't concentrate on the class. ”

"Who are you fooling?" Zhao Yanyan snorted: "I don't know who goes to sleep as soon as class is in class." ”

"Then I can't always look at you in class, then you should be embarrassed. I said without shame.

My words made Zhao Yanyan's cheeks fly immediately, and she didn't squeak for a long time, and finally said softly: "Listen to the class." ”

"The computer is a mysterious course, we can use it to draw pictures, edit text, process data, and even write our own favorite small programs, such as games......" The old man who lectured in front of him gushed nonsense that seemed to me bound to be nonsense and nonsense. Zhao Yanyan listened to it with relish, and wrote something in the notebook from time to time. Looking at the others, they were also very interested. I sneered in my heart, and when you learn to code, you'll know what it means to be boring.

In the era of DOS, what kind of programs can be made to make money? In an era when copyright was not very perfect, the number of computers in Huaxia was not very large, and it was also full of a large number of pirated software, and it seemed impossible to get people to pay for genuine copies at this time, and I fell into deep thought for a while.

I tapped the keyboard with both hands, which was an unconscious action I made every time I thought about a problem in my previous life, and all I typed into the screen was fhqutemvga, which was the order of Zhao Yanyan's three characters in the five strokes. I came back to my senses with a wry smile, and glanced at Zhao Yanyan next to me with the rest of my eyes, this little girl was still listening to the old man's nonsense with relish, as if she didn't pay any attention to what I was doing. Thanks to my unconscious movements, it is a five-stroke font.,If this little girl in Hanyu Pinyin can't think I'm a psychopath.,But maybe I'll be moved to a mess and finally make a personal promise.,Although this possibility is almost zero.。

I cleared the screen, it seems that my habit is not very good, if the people around me have learned five strokes in the future, it will be exposed. By the way, I slapped my thigh. As far as I know, there is no particularly perfect pinyin input method in this era, and many people are desperately carrying the root of five strokes in order to pursue the speed of typing. In later generations, there are very few people who really use the Wubi input method, and they have been replaced by pinyin. Moreover, some people who do not type often and work in political axe enterprises and institutions ask them to learn Wubi, which is simply a fantasy.

If I can see the intelligent ABC、Sogou Pinyin, those pinyin input methods under the Windows platform are comprehensively improved and transplanted to the DOS platform, it will definitely set off a frenzy of input methods.;