Chapter 9: How Do You Know?
"Ruonan?" Suddenly, I heard a very moving voice calling my name, and this voice I could hear even when I was sleeping, from our lovely summer classmate.
"Ruonan, it's really you, why are you here?" Xia Chu unceremoniously sat down in a seat next to me.
"I should ask you that, right? Didn't you learn to dance? I stopped what I was doing and said to Xia Chu.
"How did you know I was studying dance here?" Xia Chu looked at me suspiciously.
The sweat on my head immediately broke out, and I almost got exposed, and it stands to reason that I would never have known that I was studying dance here at the beginning of the summer. The school had just opened for a week, and Xia Chu himself had never mentioned it to me, but in my previous life, I knew that Xia Chu 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. β
"Oh, so you still practice sanda, I really didn't see it. But that's not right, Ruonan," Xia Chu looked at me with a smile and said, "I didn't come to the dance class at all because of something yesterday, so Ruonan, you quickly confess truthfully, how did you know about this news?" β
No, my God! I'm just getting darker and darker, I'm really smart but being 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." β
Sure enough, at the beginning of the summer, he interrupted me, and he stopped asking me, took out a small notebook from his small backpack, and prepared to take notes.
I wondered in my heart, did you come to the computer class at the beginning of the summer? I never heard of it in my previous life, huh? Besides, girls are basically not interested in these things, which can be seen from the fact that the whole classroom is just a girl at the beginning of summer.
"Why are you learning this?" I asked.
"Who is allowed to come and not let me come?" Xia Chu stared at the podium without squinting, and whispered in his mouth.
"It's just that I can't concentrate on studying as soon as you come." I said low ** said.
"Why can't you study hard, isn't it good to have a big beauty like me by the side?" At the beginning of the summer, while listening to the old man on the stage, he whispered to me, 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. β
"Who are you fooling?" Xia Chu snorted: "I don't know who goes to sleep as soon as class." β
"Then I can't always look at you in class, then you should be embarrassed." I said it without shame.
My words made Xia Chu's cheeks fly immediately, and he didn't squeak for a long time, and finally said softly: "Listen to the class." β
"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. At the beginning of the summer, he listened to it with relish, and from time to time he wrote something in his notebook. 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 DOS era, what programs can be made by making money? In an era when copyright is not very perfect, the number of computers in Huaxia is not much, and it is also full of a large number of pirated software, at this time it seems impossible to make people pay for genuine copies, and I fell into deep thought for a while.
I tapped my hands on the keyboard quickly, which was an unconscious action I had made every time I thought about a problem in my previous life, and all I typed into the screen was fhq utem vga, which was the order of the five strokes of the three characters at the beginning of summer. I smiled bitterly and came back to my senses, and glanced at Xia Chu next to me with the rest of my eyes, and the little girl was still listening to the old man's nonsense with relish, as if she didn't notice what I was doing at all. Thanks to my unconscious movements, it is a five-stroke font, if this little girl in Hanyu Pinyin still has to think that I am a psychopath, but maybe I will be moved to a mess and finally promise to be in person, 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. Five strokes! 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. And some people who don't type often and work in ** enterprises and institutions let them learn Wubi, which is simply a fantasy.
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Xia Chu looked at the boy next to him who was typing the same set of letters repeatedly on the computer keyboard, and thought strangely: why does he seem to be not attentive to learning anything and seems to know everything?
Just like that math class, he was sleeping at all, and it turned out that he was all right on the blackboard, even if the answers were only right and wrong, it was impossible to be so accurate. And this time, he actually typed so fast, although these letters were all irregular, but if you look closely, they are all repetitions of the same set of letters FGH utem VGA.
What does this set of letters mean? fgh is certainly not English, nor is it pinyin, so what the hell could it be? The curious Xia Chu carefully wrote down this set of letters in his mind, preparing to find an opportunity to ask himself about this mysterious tablemate in the future.
"Now you can practice fingering in the way I just said, turn on the computer, and enter the CAI2 enter key at the DOS prompt." After the old man finished speaking, he walked back and forth in the computer room, and from time to time a student who didn't understand stopped him and asked him this and that.
Alas, I sighed, it would be nice to go to the electronic world and buy a pirated disc for three or five dollars, and at this time I was still worried about where to get a copy of TC 2.0.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation from my side, followed by an old man's excited voice: "This classmate, why are you typing so fast?" Have you practiced it before? β
Don't think about it, it's definitely the voice of a computer teacher. I turned my head and watched as the old man stared at Xia Chu beside me with unusually enthusiastic eyes. Damn, I scolded in my heart, what kind of eyes does this old pervert have, shouldn't he have taken a fancy to my family at the beginning of summer.
Xia Chu didn't expect the teacher to be so excited, and whispered, "I used to practice at home. β
"Do you have a computer at home?" The old man asked with a look of surprise.
"Well, my dad has one in his room." Xia Chu said.
The old man stared at the monitor of the computer at the beginning of the summer: "127 letters a minute, classmate, you represent our Children's Palace to participate in the National Youth Computer Competition!" The old man's expression was as if he had found a treasure.
Xia Chu said embarrassedly: "Many people are better than me." β
When the old man saw Xia Chu say this, he was strongly persuaded again, and finally Xia Chu said, "Then I'll go back and discuss it with my family." β
The old man stood there with a smile on his face, and suddenly saw me on the side: "That classmate, why don't you practice?" The old man asked, pointing to a screen where I had nothing.
"There's no need to practice." I said lightly.
"What?!" When the old man heard me say this, he immediately exclaimed angrily, "What do you mean that it is not necessary? Fingering is the minimum basic skill to learn a computer, if you can't even do fingering, then you don't want to have any interest, don't learn it as soon as possible. β
What kind of attitude does this old man have, he was full of peach blossoms at the beginning of Xia just now, and when he came to me, it was as if he owed him money. I said angrily, "How do you know I'm not good?" β