Li Xiaohu only needs a flash of thought, and a long paragraph of text appears in the input box. With this kind of experience that is better than ordinary people reading Piaotian's online novels, he does not believe that the Internet is his elder brother, but he will be somewhat skeptical.

Li Xiaohu knew that he couldn't be too hasty. Now that he had contacted his younger brother, he would naturally believe him after a long time in the future.

"Are all parents at home okay?" Li Xiaohu asked this sentence for a long time.

"Not very good. They have been staying in the hospital these days, and have spent a lot of money on their eldest brother's hospitalization. Their parents are worried," Li Xiaotian said, treating the people on the Internet as strangers.

"I still have some money in my bank card. Have you not withdraw it?" Li Xiaohu felt sad, but he was helpless. He stayed in his hometown in the countryside to write novels in his previous life, and there was almost no expense, but after a few years, he still didn't save much money.

"We don't have a password for my brother's bank card..."

"The password is *******." Li Xiaohu's heart moved and quickly sent the password.

"..." The other side was silent for a while before sending a message: "I'm starting to believe it a little now that you are really my elder brother."

Indeed, no one will talk about their bank card passwords to others without any trouble, and lying on such things is easy to expose them. You can tell if the password is authentic or not after you try it in the bank.

So Li Xiaotian said that he began to believe in Li Xiaohu's identity. Because if it weren't for Li Xiaohu himself, it wouldn't be possible for him to know his bank card password. Even if he knew the password, he wouldn't be able to say it out. He would have thought of a way to take the money away.

How do I help my family in my previous life? Li Xiaohu thought for a moment, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed and sent a message, "Xiaotian, wait a moment, I'll come back soon..."

Since you can make money by writing novels and songs in this world, wouldn’t you still make money by moving novels and songs from this world to the world of your previous life?

Li Xiaohu opened his eyes, opened a book, and swept across ten lines at a glance. The computer in his mind opened a text program. The text he looked at was immediately entered into the text word-by-word.

"My vision is indeed correct. My eyes can actually input what I see into the computer in my mind. It seems that the computer in my mind has many unknown functions waiting for me to explore," Li Xiaohu was secretly happy.

"Hu Zi, what's wrong with you today?" Zhang Xiaoming was shocked when he saw his deskmate, and couldn't help but look over strangely, "Damn it, no? Are you actually crying?"

Li Xiaohu quickly wiped his tears, pushed away his deskmate, and said, "You're just getting into the sand, don't be so fussy."

"Tsk," Zhang Xiaoming curled his lips. Seeing that his deskmate was about to lie back on the table again, he kidnapped his sleeves and exposed the electronic watch on his wrist. "It's almost over school, and I'm still sleeping?"

Li Xiaohu looked at it and found that school was over in five minutes.

"Xiaotian, are you still here?" Li Xiaohu sent a message, "I'm going to finish evening self-study. Don't go offline first. Open an all-night card in the Internet cafe. I'll tell you in detail when I get home."

"Evening self-study? But it's only past nine o'clock in the morning..."

The message my brother replied to surprised Li Xiaohu. He quickly checked the time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer in his mind. It was 9:35, not 2:35 in the evening. It seemed that the day and night in the two worlds should have happened to be reversed.

...

Before the evening self-study, Li Xiaohu put all the high school textbooks into his schoolbag and carried them. In his bookstore downstairs at home, he took a few classic martial arts novels before going upstairs to go back to the room... Li Zhengshan and his wife were both very open-minded. Well, it's okay to say that they were irresponsible. Anyway, the couple never cared about their son reading novels.

The eldest brother Li Xiaoshan just finished the competition this afternoon and was very successful. He originally wanted to share the joy with his younger brother, but Li Xiaohu didn't feel that way now, so he sent the eldest brother away in just a few words.

"Xiaotian, I'll send you a martial arts novel. If you go to a magazine to submit it in the future, you should be able to make a lot of money." Li Xiaohu opened it and searched downstairs Piaotianwen to see if anyone has published this novel. Wait a minute, I'll call it according to the content..."

Can't copy and paste? This is very strange, and Li Xiaohu can't figure out what's going on.

"There are no similar novels found on the Internet. It seems that you really didn't lie to me." After waiting for another while, Li Xiaotian replied: "I will try these manuscripts at the magazine. As for whether you are my elder brother... I have already believed it 70% now. I will go back to my hometown in the countryside in the afternoon and find my elder brother's bank card. Go to the bank to see if the password you mentioned is correct. Let's talk about it then, I will go to the first..."

As soon as the message was sent, the avatar of "Yan Ash" in the list quickly turned gray. It was obvious that Li Xiaotian had already been offline.

Li Xiaohu was excited. This was a good start. It seems that there should be a chance for his younger brother.

Although my younger brother was offline, Li Xiaohu did not rush to review his homework, but continued to experiment with the functions of the computer in his mind.

Since the text you see can be entered into the text box, can the other things you see be preserved as images? If the pages are turned by and recorded, the input speed will definitely be faster, and a novel can be completed quickly. Anyway, even if it is stored as text, my brother cannot copy and paste it, so he still has to re-print it. There is no difference between the image and the text.

When he thought of it, he did it. Li Xiaohu created a new folder and quickly flipped over the novel in his hand. His thoughts flashed. Sure enough, each image file appeared in the folder in sequence.

The experiment was successful!

At this time, Li Xiaohu suddenly thought of a problem. Image files take up far more space than text materials. He didn't know if the hard disk space of this computer was enough. Thinking of this, he hurried to check the remaining space of the hard disk.

But when he saw this, Li Xiaohu was a little stunned because the hard drive of the computer in his mind had no storage space at all. He even found that all the files in the computer did not occupy the space size in the attributes.

After thinking for a long time, I didn't understand what was going on, so Li Xiaohu had to turn to the other side.

He suddenly remembered that since the eyes can enter static images, can we use them like DVs to record dynamic images? Also, can we also use the sound to input the computer with our ears?

Or simply input the content you fantasy into the computer without using your eyes and ears?

Thinking of this, Li Xiaohu suddenly felt that his thinking suddenly became clear, and then he couldn't wait to start a series of experiments.
Chapter completed!