28. Who is the beauty?

The rules of the typing competition are simple, just hit the keyboard against the English letters on the display, and whoever hits the most in the allotted time will get the higher score.

It was a piece of cake for me, and the speed at which I typed more than 800 letters per minute in my previous life was not covered. When I went into the competition, I still kept half of my strength.

The results came out soon after the competition, and they were all computer statistics. I was number one, averaging 402 letters per minute, and Cho was sixth, averaging 171, which was a breakthrough from her last speed. Xu Jiyun's results are not bad, third, 201. In fact, there was almost no difference between the second and sixth places, and only I got a horrible result that stunned everyone.

Old man Xu was so excited on the spot that his eyes were glowing golden, and his face was full of colors. Xu Qiyun didn't look at me with a slightly better look until this time.

Zhao Yanyan didn't feel at all that she had won the sixth place, but was very interested in my first place, and kept asking Old Man Xu if there was a reward for the first place. Old man Xu shook his head and said that he didn't know either.

The programming competition on the second day seemed to me to be extremely chaotic, the competition rules were chaotic, the questions were confusing, and even the scoring criteria were a mess, but it was precisely because of this mess that my work won the first place.

Here's the thing, the title of the contest is to write a demo program that can be a piece of text, a painting, or in short, a dot matrix to arrange something.

When the judges of the competition announced that there was no limit to the language used, it was doomed to chaos in this competition. Graphic text is fairly easy if you are proficient in the logo language, but other languages are relatively complex. I really don't know what the person who asked the question thinks, but this can't be blamed on him, after all, now that Huaxia's computers have not yet been popularized, there are not many people who would have been, and if the rules of the game are too strict, this competition will not be able to compete at all.

I chose assembly language, which is an extremely difficult language to use, but I used it hundreds of times in my previous life in college. After this code is compiled, it is a picture of Zhao Yanyan's mature period. And I still remember this code vividly.

I didn't even have to think about it, I quickly typed the code I remembered on the keyboard, and I was all in one go. When the mature and beautiful Zhao Yanyan appeared on my computer screen, it took me less than ten minutes. And the time of the game is one morning.

Because when I was in college, I once regarded Zhao Yanyan as a goddess in my mind, so this picture is a perfect interpretation after my careful consideration, under the sunset, Zhao Yanyan wearing a small white windbreaker, standing at the door of Huaxia University Park, every detail has been accurately interpreted.

I copied the code and compiled files on a floppy disk, numbered and handed them to the judges.

"Done?" the judges looked at me in surprise.

"Yes. I nodded and walked out of the ring.

When I went out, I saw Xu Jiyun's eyes full of surprise, but to be honest, I am only interested in Zhao Yanyan for a little girl of this age, and others really can't raise their appetite. Although Zhao Yanyan is only sixteen years old, I have an indescribable affection for her, and later I thought maybe it was because I was mixed with Chengren's feelings.

At the award ceremony in the afternoon, my program was undisputed as the first prize, and although Xu Jiyun, who won the second place, demonstrated a picture, her was in black and white, and from the perspective of the delicacy of the painting, hers was much rougher. The rest of the people's work is very simple, often a logo or a small object, and some are just a few words.

When Zhao Yanyan saw my work, she was unhappy and twisted my thigh with her little hand: "This painting is so familiar! Tell me, who is this beauty? What does she have to do with you?"

I was dizzy, I didn't expect Zhao Yanyan to ask me this, how can I explain this! But Zhao Yanyan didn't give up, and asked me to tell who that person was.

In the end, I couldn't help it, so I made up a random name. But I could see that Zhao Yanyan didn't believe it at all, and kept looking at the painting with suspicious eyes.

In this competition, I won two first prizes alone, and I came to the stage to accept the award as my mentor, and the old man Xu was full of glory, and his face was full of wrinkles and smiling like a big hair cake.

As a result, I got nothing but two certificates, and I have long lost interest in this kind of bluffing of children. Old man Xu tirelessly asked me to take pictures with him with my certificate. I knew that if nothing else, these photos would be hung in the halls of the Children's Palace as capital and advertising for admissions.

A copy of the program I had written was snatched by Zhao Yanyan after the competition, and I asked her why, only to be told that she wanted to collect it.

I sweated wildly, from my test papers to the bed sheets in the hotel to today's copy of the program, does this girl have a collection of spleens?

We took the train back to Xinjiang that night, and on the way, Xu Qiyun's attitude towards me was much better than before, and her attitude towards Zhao Yanyan made me feel incredible. Along the way, the two little girls muttered and didn't know what to say, and laughed from time to time. I really can't figure out what women are thinking.

Old man Xu saw that his granddaughter was much more cheerful, and he couldn't keep his mouth shut. The only person who suffered was me, and Zhao Yanyan left me aside. I had to chat with Old Man Xu with a match, and what annoyed me the most was that Old Man Xu always asked me where I had studied computer science before, and I did it perfunctory one by one.

But this old man just doesn't have a good eye, I am so perfunctory He kept asking, so I could only divert the topic: "By the way, Mr. Xu, I wrote a small program and want to sell it to a software company, do you have any way?"

"You wrote a piece of software, what kind of thing?" Old man Xu didn't believe that I could make software that could be sold for money.

"Well, it is a Chinese input method plugged in under WPS, which is better than its own input method, and I believe that if it is promoted properly, its popularity rate will definitely exceed five strokes." I said confidently.

"Ah!" Old man Xu was surprised, he knew this input method, and it was not something that ordinary people could write, including himself.

"Can I take a look?" Old man Xu asked excitedly, knowing that if I had any results, he, as a teacher, would have the capital to show off.

"Yes, wait until you go back, it's in the computer of the Children's Palace. I said.

"If the input method is really as good as you say, I have contacts with several software companies in this city and B city, I can recommend it for you. Old man Xu said.

"Thank you then!" I said politely.

"I'm your teacher, why are you polite to me!" said Old Man Xu with a smile.

I thought to myself, although Old Man Xu didn't teach me anything, but he is also an old man in the computer industry, and with such a living resource as him, I will definitely be indispensable for my help in the computer field in the future.

So I said respectfully: "Then trouble Mr. Xu!";