"It's amazing, how can the typing speed exceed 200 this minute, right? Master, master! Let the admiration under die! ”

"Oh my God! How could she type so fast! ”

"Not only is it fast, but it's also very accurate, and it's almost a good word!"

"Compared to her, my brother is a scumbag, and the distance between the sky and Mariana is not enough to describe the gap between me and her!"

There was a lot of talk.

Liu Zelai and Xiao Fei came out of the office, and the onlookers noticed it, and they all walked away in a daze, and they all went their own ways, exposing the onlookers.

It was a girl in her twenties, sitting in front of a computer, tapping on the keyboard with her fingers, typing a manuscript into the computer.

Xiao Fei stood behind her and watched for a while.

He found out that he was really a master typist.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

She kept tapping on the keyboard, barely stopping. She looked at the manuscript in front of her with the rest of her eyes, and when she saw it, lines of text appeared in the electronic document.

A page of the manuscript is about 400 words, and it took her less than two minutes to type.

Raise your hand to turn the page like a cloud, then keep tapping.

Xiao Fei gasped, this is a super speed of more than 230 words a minute. Such a super typist is a treasure in this day and age.

The typist finally realized that there were people standing next to him, and these two were the leaders of the company.

She stopped. wanted to stand up in a panic and say hello, Xiao Fei stopped her from doing so.

This little girl is small and delicate, with a baby face. His face was flushed, his eyes were evasive, and he didn't dare to look at people.

"What's your name?" Xiao Fei asked with a smile.

"My name is Liu Bei." The girl said with her head down.

Liu Bei? Actually has the same name as Uncle Liu Huang? Xiao Fei smiled and quipped: "It's not a 'preparation', right?" ”

"No, it's not, it's Bei's 'Bei'!" Liu Bei's face turned even redder, and she whispered timidly. Many people joked about her name. She's used to it.

"You're really fast at typing, how many words can you type in a minute?" Xiao Fei is now concerned about this issue. Because he suddenly thought of a way to speed up his writing.

"The fastest can be about 280 words." Liu Bei said.

"Oh, that's fast enough, why do you type with five strokes and there are so few typos? Any tips? Xiao Fei asked with great interest.

"It's just a lot of practice. And I have a pretty good memory. Liu Bei replied.

"What a rare talent!" Xiao Fei turned his head to Liu Ze and said.

"Yes, Xiao Liu is the fastest typing job in our company, and the best typist who has completed the most work." Liu Zelai nodded and said.

"I think it's too big to let Xiao Liu just be a typist." Xiao Fei said thoughtfully to Liu Ze.

Liu Zelai frowned, not knowing what Xiao Fei meant.

"Liu Bei, come to the office, let's talk together, I have more important work I want to hand over to you to do." Xiao Fei said to the little girl.

"Oh, good, good."

Liu Bei agreed in a panic. Follow Xiao Fei to the office.

Liu Zelai hesitated, he couldn't guess what medicine was sold in Xiao Fei's gourd, he thought to himself. Xiao Fei wouldn't be interested in other girls, would he?

In that case, wouldn't he be too blind to the past?

"Brother Zelai, you can come together." Xiao Fei saw that Liu Zelai didn't come with him, so he turned his head to Liu Ze.

"Oh."

Liu Zelai followed.

After entering the office and closing the door, Xiao Fei asked Liu Bei to sit on the sofa. I poured her a glass of water myself.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao." Liu Bei hurriedly thanked her, very restrained. Sitting on the sofa, he was about to twist into a twist.

She didn't know what new tasks the young boss wanted to give her, but it was always good to be valued by the boss.

"That's right, I want you to be my writing assistant, the job is actually very simple, that is, I dictate the text, and you can quickly type it into the computer, which is what you are best at, can you?"

Xiao Fei didn't want to sell Guanzi, so as not to let the other party misunderstand, he directly told his plan.

Only then did Liu Ze know that Xiao Fei's intentions were like this.

Writing in the form of oral shorthand is an unusual way of writing, but it has been used by many writers around the world.

Like the owner of Huanzhu House, he has been writing in this way for a long time.

According to legend, the owner of Huanzhu Mansion had written at most three long-form martial arts serials at the same time, and in order to speed up his writing, he specially hired a typing stenographer.

He was quick to write, dictating the plot of a book in front of this stenographer; Immediately paced in front of another stenographer and began dictating another book.

It's a scene that makes people feel amazing when they think about it.

The great English writer Charles Dickens himself was very good at shorthand, he could write quickly on a typewriter, and many of his works were written by himself on a typewriter.

However, it is also difficult to write in the form of oral shorthand.

Not just any writer can do it. The process of writing is also a process of ideation, and few writers can do a large amount of mature plot text with their mouths open.

Can Xiao Fei do it?

Even if I could do that, would it compromise the quality of the work? Liu Zelai hesitated.

"Huh?! Mr. Xiao, I, I haven't tried like that yet, but, yes, it should be fine, right? Liu Bei stammered and said excitedly.

She raised her head and looked at Xiao Fei.

His young boss was dressed in a dark suit, with a straight flat hairstyle, dressed very old-fashioned, and his young face was full of spirit and confidence.

What a handsome man!

Could he be smaller than himself?

Liu Bei was thinking nonsense.

"Haha! You can definitely do it, this is not difficult, as long as you concentrate, listen carefully, and I pronounce the words clearly, it will be no problem! Xiao Fei said.

"Mr. Xiao, are you planning to write a new book?" Liu Zelai asked.

"Yes." Xiao Fei nodded.

"What type are you going to write about?" Liu Zelai asked.

"The new compilation of myths and legends, the type, or the popular category, is mainly to entertain the public, and the depth of thought may be lacking." Xiao Fei said.

"Oh." Liu Ze came and sighed. A hint of disappointment crossed his face.

"Xiao Fei, you have become famous now, you still have to pay attention when writing, right? Don't write any kind of work, it will affect your own prestige and status in the circle. ”

Liu Zelai hesitated, but still felt unhappy not to vomit, and said directly to Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei smiled and said, "Brother Zelai, I don't need the name Xiao Fei for the work I wrote this time, I want to change a new pen name." ”

"Oh, that's fine." Liu Ze said.

If the work is too vulgar and too rough, this can be considered a buffer. (To be continued)