Although Zhang Yao's first appearance was hasty, it was still a great success. Without warning or warning, "Finding" became popular almost all over the entire high school campus. For the afternoon, everyone was talking about the song, and some were trying to imitate it.

There are also many boys who fantasize about what a female singer who can sing such a beautiful voice looks like.

There are too few new things in school, and Zhang Yao's songs provide these students with rich life materials.

A song can make people talk about it everywhere in a school, in Cheng Shuixin's words, although the pattern is small, it can be seen from the small.

Back in the classroom, the students in the class were also discussing how such a nuclear bomb was suddenly dropped on the school's noon radio today. Hearing those different versions of speculation, Su Yifan and Cheng Shuixin, who had participated in this matter throughout the whole process, maintained a tacit understanding and remained silent at the same time.

In the evening, Cheng Shuixin wanted to strike while the iron was hot and continue to take Zhang Yao to the recording studio, Su Yifan originally wanted to go with him, but was brought out by Yang Bingbing with a phone call.

"Let's go to my house and look at the computer."

Su Yifan would not refuse this kind of request even if it was put forward by a classmate in general relations, let alone a request from classmate Yang.

has sent Yang Bingbing countless times, and Su Yifan is already very familiar with it. Because it was the evening rush hour, the car was too crowded and the traffic was congested, so the two of them simply walked to Yang Bingbing's house.

Yang Bingbing is what Su Yifan admires the most, she will definitely not moan without illness, nor will she have any princess disease. Su Yifan suggested walking, and she walked without complaint, not at all like the only daughter of a super-rich family.

Standing at the door of Yang Bingbing's villa, Su Yifan suddenly felt a little timid.

"Come on, come in." Yang Bingbing greeted Su Yifan at the door, and his tone was a bit of a big bad wolf, "What, I'm sorry?" ”

"No, I'm a little scared." Su Yifan replied truthfully, "I haven't been to your house." ”

"I've been to live in your house, what are you afraid of?" When Yang Bingbing returned to his home, his aura changed subtly, and he seemed to have become more casual, "Give me the schoolbag, you can change your shoes." ”

Very traditional old-fashioned décor, like the kind of house that only older people live in. The thick carpet looks like it is often taken care of, and there is no feeling of dust accumulation. The living room window is bright and clean, except for the LCD TV hanging on the wall, which looks new this year, and the various furniture and furnishings in the villa make people feel like they have returned to the last century.

Yang Bingbing walked lightly in front, and the back of the whole person was slender and energetic. Su Yifan followed Yang Bingbing up the stairs and smoothly entered Yang Bingbing's bedroom.

All this is very natural, whether it is Yang Bingbing taking Su Yifan into his bedroom, or Su Yifan taking the initiative to walk into a girl's boudoir.

Neither of them felt strange, and there was no need to do any psychological construction.

Yang Bingbing's bedroom is very large, at least three times the size of Su Yifan's bedroom. By the window is a large bed with neat bed covers. Next to the bedside table there is a clothes rack with several particularly modest clothes hanging on it.

is not the same as Su Yifan imagined, Yang Bingbing, a girl who looks so classical, the color of the room is mainly cold white, and the most important thing is that the lamp in the corner of her room is special performance art, and the upside-down lampshade feels like a corner of the wall has been peeled off, full of modern atmosphere.

And there is nothing particularly pink and girly in the room, one or two plush toys are already the limit, and more are more modern knick-knacks.

Su Yifan felt that Yang Bingbing's living conditions were too simple compared to her family background. The only thing that is more luxurious is that Su Yifan saw a 26-inch LCD monitor, but this is already the only one, and there are no other high-end items in the room that make people feel blind. However, there is a small bookshelf full of all kinds of books on economics, among which there is also the book of Professor Fang.

Finding that Su Yifan was reading the titles of those books, Yang Bingbing explained a little shyly: "It's all personal interest, don't laugh at me." ”

Su Yifan smiled, approached the computer that was placed under the computer desk, and he saw a computer case that he had dreamed of.

At the last World Geek DIY Conference, someone used this box as the preferred chassis for the machine building solution, and Su Yifan once thought about grinding Su Shen to buy this case for himself, but he still didn't dare to open his mouth considering the price.

This case, which has a retail price of about nearly six thousand yuan, is certainly nothing in Su Yifan's eyes now, he leaned over and stroked the frosted metal surface of the case, looked up and asked Yang Bingbing with his eyes.

"Can it be turned on?"

"Of course." Yang Bingbing helped Su Yifan press the power button, depriving Su Yifan of the fun of booting.

Various boot detection screens, motherboard information, and windows system screens pop up on the monitor in turn.

Although Yang Bingbing doesn't know much about computer hardware, the computer configuration he uses is scary. Su Yifan didn't even know what Yang Bingbing would do with such a high configuration, was it just painting?

Yang Bingbing said behind Su Yifan's back: "It's all sent by someone, I don't want it, my grandmother said that I can keep what I can use, and I can't refuse." ”

Su Yifan thought about the relationship between Yang Bingbing and her mother, and felt that it was quite a headache, and he knew that he was not qualified to intervene.

According to the basic process of repairing computers for female students, Su Yifan first started with elementary work such as checking the startup items of the computer, and then checked the registry and helped Yang Bingbing uninstall a bunch of strange and useless plug-ins.

"Actually, this computer doesn't need maintenance at all, right?" Su Yifan was straightforward and said directly, "With such a powerful performance, even if you get hit by the virus, you may not be able to feel it." ”

Yang Bingbing finally showed her rare idiotic side at this time: "But I still think it's slow, and sometimes the fan is very loud." ”

“…… What do you usually use it for? ”

"It's just drawing."

Su Yifan stared at the huge monitor, opened the mapping software and read the historical documents.

“…… It's strange to open so many large pictures at once, isn't it slow? Su Yifan has a new level of understanding of Yang Bingbing, but she didn't expect that she didn't know much about computers when she was so good at drawing, "The size of your picture is too big, why do you have to open a lot at a time?" ”

Yang Bingbing snorted angrily with Su Yifan and did not answer.

Su Yifan took a closer look and suddenly patted his head embarrassedly.

Of course, those documents are all designed by Yang Bingbing for Su Yifan, and beauties of various styles are overlapped on the screen into a stack, each of which is a character that once made Su Yifan applauded.

Su Yifan stood stupidly in front of the computer, looking at the picture files that were opened at one time, each of which meant countless layers, and each one was hours of meticulous work. Imagining Yang Bingbing sitting alone in front of the computer, using a drawing board and mouse to carve the details of these pictures little by little, Su Yifan felt that what he said just now was very unconscionable.

"I'm sorry...... It's that I didn't look closely. Su Yifan hurriedly apologized to Yang Bingbing.

Yang Bingbing snorted again, but still didn't speak, her expression was very aggrieved.

Su Yifan felt more and more uneasy, and blamed himself ashamedly: "It's really me who is not good...... I don't know if you're working so hard, I'm too unconscionable to speak, don't be angry......"

The effect of repeating the apology is still there, Yang Bingbing didn't snort a third time, and still said a little unhappily: "I really don't understand computers, you can't ask me to know everything." ”

"It's okay, I'll do it." Su Yifan hurriedly continued to comfort Yang Bingbing and said, "Let me help you clean up the fan, it may be that there is too much dust." ”

Yang Bingbing glanced up at the roof: "Will there be a big dust if there is an air purifier?" ”

Su Yifan manipulated the mouse to turn off the computer, and replied casually: "This thing sucks more dust than an air purifier." ”

Yang Bingbing has no say in this regard, and Ren Su Yifan is free to play.

Su Yifan secretly glanced at Yang Bingbing and found that she was not as angry as she imagined, and she felt a little relieved in her heart.

"Then I'll dismantle the machine, you dodge a little, it's dusty."

"Dusty?" Yang Bingbing thought for a moment and stopped Su Yifan's next move, "You wait for me." ”

Su Yifan had no choice but to stand up, watched Yang Bingbing walk out of the bedroom, and walked in again not long after, holding two masks in his hands, and handed one to Su Yifan.

"Wear this."

Yang Bingbing's delicacy made Su Yifan's heart a little warm, he had repaired computers for people many times, and he did not do much to clean up the dust. This is the first time someone has handed themselves a mask while cleaning a fan to make themselves watch out for dust.

Yang Bingbing herself also put on a mask, instantly transformed herself into a mask girl dancing on a video website, followed Su Yifan out of the bedroom, and watched him remove the fan and clean the dust on the balcony.

Su Yifan's movements were very serious, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, Yang Bingbing stood in the corridor and stared without blinking, always feeling that such a picture was very reassuring.

Su Yifan finished cleaning the fan, and cleaned up the area around the motherboard by the way, and then reinstalled the chassis and took it back to Yang Bingbing's bedroom.

Taking off the mask, Yang Bingbing asked a little curiously: "Are you so patient in everything you do?" ”

"My dad always told me that it's better to be serious about everything."

Yang Bingbing sighed: "Yes, Mrs. Yang also told me this kind of thing. ”

Su Yifan didn't know what to say.

Rebooted, the sound of the fan was really much quieter than before, Su Yifan asked again in order to get rid of the embarrassment: "What do you think I should do as a good person who repairs computers now?" ”

Yang Bingbing knew that Su Yifan was teasing herself, and smiled very cooperatively: "According to the normal script, it should be me to leave you at home for dinner now, right?" ”

Su Yifan scratched his head: "Since you have said so, I will reluctantly agree." ”

Yang Bingbing finally laughed out loud this time.

"Okay, I'll take you to my grandmother."

Hearing that he wanted to meet the old man at home, Su Yifan couldn't help but be timid: "Ah, I came empty-handed this time, should I buy some gifts, right?" ”

"I'll go to your house empty-handed." Yang Bingbing didn't look at the cleaned computer, and pulled Su Yifan out of his bedroom, "My grandmother is very kind, you don't have to worry." ”

Su Yifan didn't dare to struggle, so he could only say: "I'm worried that I won't be able to speak." ”

"Forget it, you're a lot poorer now than you were when I first met you." Yang Bingbing unceremoniously attacked Su Yifan.

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I went to a female classmate to fix a computer or something, but I haven't done it before!

It's true, not many of us had computers at home when we went to school. At that time, the price of computers was about the same as that of houses, and a Beijing reader of a computer newspaper wrote an article entitled "Buy a computer first or buy a house first", and the conclusion was to buy a computer first.

I don't know how he feels now......

Keep asking for red tickets!