Chapter 307: Over 10,000 mph
In the blink of an eye, the day has passed.
Corner Cafe, a small shop located on the very edge of Poly City.
Due to its location on the edge of the city, there is little foot traffic around, so business at the corner café is bleak, with only a handful of regulars sitting here in the afternoon.
However, relatively few customers also means quiet, with the warm and plain decoration of the café, the small shop has a leisurely atmosphere, especially in the afternoon, you don't have to be busy for life, sit here and order a cup of coffee, a drink is an afternoon, it is also a kind of enjoyment.
It's a pity that today's laid-back atmosphere has been shattered.
A few petty bourgeoisie who have become frequent visitors because they like the atmosphere here come here to rest for a while, but all they hear is a continuous 'pop' sound.
The direction of the voice was a small table by the window, and it was actually a laptop keyboard tapping by a young man on the small table.
The young man is a little handsome and bookish, but he is very lively, at least he is not a frequent visitor here, there are only a few people who often come here, even if there is no communication, they are familiar with each other.
To be honest, the sound of young people hitting the keyboard is not loud, after all, it is a notebook keyboard, and most of them will not make too much noise.
But I can't stand the silence around the café, the streets are sparsely populated and there is no traffic, the room is also full of needle drops, and the only few customers are just doing their own things, or quietly tasting the contents of the cup, or flipping through a book, only a faint rustle of the pages turning.
In such a scene, the sound of laptop keyboard tapping naturally seems a little abrupt.
And more importantly, the speed of this young man's tapping on the keyboard is too fast, and the crackling sound is like raindrops, even if the sound of the same key is small, it will make people's scalp tingle when mixed.
Is it what kind of manuscript is being entered?
Some doubts rose in the minds of several regulars.
It's not uncommon to bring some work here when conditions permit, but the speed at which this young man taps on the keyboard is so exaggerated that it is obviously impossible to write anything, whether it is creating or writing documents, the basic thought process is necessary.
Therefore, it is obvious that this young man is simply copying something, manually converting paper documents or other media into data stored in the computer.
In short, to act as a typist.
But what age is this!
Manual entry? Wouldn't it be enough to just put it on the scanner and scan it once? It only takes a second or two, it's easy and fast, and there is no need to run here to disturb their rare time to rest and relax.
Either you can type at home or even slow down your typing!
This isn't a deliberate attempt to disturb the people, if a grumpy brother is here, this bastard will have to be driven out properly.
It's a pity that the irritable brother and the anxious man can't like the atmosphere here, for them, this kind of quiet place with a fade out of the bird is very boring, naturally it is impossible to come here, can come here, most of them are long-term mental tension and desire to be quiet and relaxed.
But as time went on, there was finally one guest who couldn't take it anymore.
After all, he came here to enjoy the quiet, not to enjoy the annoying keyboard tapping sound, this broken sound usually he wants to vomit, but he still listens to it, and the gap between expectation and reality has reduced his patience to the limit.
"Brother, stop, can you find a printing shop and scan the things you want to enter directly? I can pay for it, your voice is too noisy. ”
A young man wearing the standard plaid shirt of a straight man of steel, with a slightly high hairline on his head, walked over with a little anger.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the expression on the face of the plaid shirt man who looked at the laptop screen instantly turned into consternation.
The back of the notebook was empty without the paper documents as expected.
Then, what was displayed on the laptop screen was not any document software, but something that made him very familiar, even so familiar that he felt drowsy and even wanted to vomit when he saw it - the programming software interface.
In other words, not only is this bastard not copying things, but also programming?
When did programming become so easy? Shouldn't writing a program be a pause in a line of code, write a piece of code for a day, and then check and fill in the gaps and test it for several days?
Am I actually a scumbag? Is this the right way to open programming? My energy from working overtime until the early hours of the morning some time ago was an illusion?
The plaid shirt man, who is a high-level programmer, fell into a serious self-doubt for a while.
No, no, he may write out all the code because of inspiration and then slowly revise it, there should be a lot of bugs, so it makes sense.
The brain crashed for a moment, and the shirt plaid man barely found a possibility that could convince him.
Then, he saw the young man with his head down and typing the code because of his voice, and silently pressed the shortcut key for the compilation and trial run, and then raised his head and looked over, with doubts on his face, and then turned into apologies.
The shirt plaid man instinctively looked at the center of the screen.
There was no 'clanging' sound or tooltip that he regarded as a nightmare and a natural disaster.
Naturally, he knew exactly what that meant.
There are no bugs, the compilation and operation are perfect, and the program starts normally......
The shirt plaid man's mouth unconsciously opened and fell into a petrified state.
"Scanning? Uh, don't be funny, is it too loud? Sorry, I was too focused to notice, I'll try to slow it down a bit. ”
Li Si looked at the plaid shirt man in front of him, and his face showed a little apology.
He is not the kind of arrogant character who scares the sky and the air, and this matter itself is also his fault, so this apology is really from the heart.
In the game, I was accustomed to the high concentration brought by R&D skills, and I was addicted to 'copying' Bumblebee's code just now, and I couldn't help but fall into it, and I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings at all.
"You...... You...... What is this being written? ”
The shirt plaid man didn't pay attention to the words of this nuisance, but just dumbfounded and asked.
"Uh, I'm programming, a program software."
Li Si glanced at the plaid shirt and hairline of the person in front of him, and hesitated a little unexpectedly before answering.
After all, the iconic dress of the plaid man is the standard for all programming apes throughout the ages, and he thought that this was also a programming ape, but now it seems that he should be engaged in other creative industries, otherwise it is impossible not to even recognize the programming interface.
"Of course I know it's software, and I'll ask you exactly what software it is."
When the shirt plaid man saw Li Si's doubtful look, he didn't know whether he had encountered it often or suddenly, and he actually recognized the meaning of this doubt, and immediately became angry, but he forcibly endured it patiently.
"A fuzzy speech recognition module for an intelligent system, what's wrong?"
Li Si was stunned for a moment by the inexplicable anger in the plaid man's tone.
“……”
Silent.
“……”
Be silent again.
After a while, the shirt plaid man's eyes seemed to have a dazzling light, licked the possession of the dog god, and said with hope and anticipation: "Big guy, no, great god, please teach me how to speed more than 10,000 per hour, I am willing to pay the tuition." ”
"Over 10,000 mph? It turned out to be a codeword dog with the same name as the program ape......"
Li Si suddenly shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't teach it, you can only rely on yourself to practice more." ”