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On the way home, Li Yifan did not choose the subway, but chose to take a taxi.

However, before entering the community, he did not go home directly, but came to a snack bar outside the community. Recently, my father has been cooking various original imperial meals according to the current cooking model and people's preferences every day. However, no matter how delicious the delicacies are, he will be tired of eating every day, so Li Yifan doesn't want to go home for dinner today.

The snack bar at the entrance of this community looks very unique and is crowded every day. Li Yifan has long wanted to come and taste it. Today, when the gutter oil is not yet flooded, enjoying the snacks on the street is quite a unique style. In a few years, you will not be able to taste such a style.

Holding a plate of shredded pork and egg fried cakes, Li Yifan began to worry about finding a seat. The business of this snack bar is so popular. Not only do white-collar workers who get off work like to come and eat, but many residents in the community like to come here to eat. This time is just the meal time, so it is really difficult to find a suitable seat.

After finally waiting for a diner to get up after finishing his meal, Li Yifan quickly took his fried cake and sat down at that position. Because they were all fast food, everyone usually played the table.

Sitting beside Li Yifan are three young people who are not very big in grades. With Li Yifan's eyes after many trials in his later generations, he could see at a glance that these are three young people who have just graduated from college and have ideals in the capital.

One was wearing a white shirt that he hadn't washed for several days, black trousers, and two were short-sleeved and shorts. The three looked a little haggard, their hair had not been taken care of for several days, and they still smelled of sweat. Don't think too much about it, these people must be the first group of IT migrant workers.

The reason why Li Yifan is so sure is that there is an IBM computer in front of them of unknown model. The computer is still on at this time, and the three of them are still surrounding the computer, arguing about what the people are.

No one had a fried noodles or fried rice, and each one had a bottle of beer. The conditions seemed very difficult, but they did not see the frustration of later IT workers about life. Instead, they were full of passion. While pointing at the computer screen to discuss, some fierce debates occurred from time to time.

"I think this instruction should be written in this way, and the effect of doing this will be better."

A white shirt wearing glasses pointed to a C language on the computer screen and said to the two on the side.

"But it's not easy to change here. If it is changed, don't use the index on the page."

A fat man in short-sleeved shirt retorted from the side.

"Actually we might as well..."

Another short-sleeved person pulled the computer over and started to tick the keyboard. After writing a paragraph of language, he pushed the computer onto the desktop so that the other two people could appreciate his homework.

"Well, it looks good, but it seems to be a little in conflict with what Minister Chen asked to show the types of our products as much as possible!"

I took a look at the white shirt wearing glasses and first confirmed that the person had made a good modification, but then asked a new question.

"Yes, I'm so annoying. If this continues, what should I do? I've been stuck here for two days. In another week, the results will be determined. If we can't complete it, it will be bad. At that time, the head will be lost."

The fat man also came over, took a look, and then said a little dejectedly.

While eating his own fried cakes, Li Yifan looked at the young people on the side, discussing their web design. As he looked, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Indeed, this JAVA has only been developed for four years. These people may be the first generation of JAVA programmers. The web page they designed is simply simple in their own opinion. The things they need to display have been designed by many genius programmers in later generations, and there are countless ways to display them.

For example, the more cute and simple FLASH method is more cute and simple, but this model seems to have to wait two years before it will become popular. Now for many people, it is still new to use the situation of a small comic to conceal the web page and attract attention.

When he was trained in a special agent, this simple web programming was also a little bit difficult to cover up his identity as a Microsoft certified engineer. He relied on this identity to help him work abroad, so now he saw the simple web page designed by these people, which is so ridiculous and childish.

Several people had a fierce argument and were very serious. Today, when the term "diansi" was not yet born, they were very cute in their efforts to work hard for their ideals.

Seeing them serious, Li Yifan suddenly remembered the way he was as an isolated person in later generations, so he decided to help them.

"Actually, you can design this way..."

Pushing away the fried cakes in front of him, Li Yifan took the computer over, and then pounded on the computer keyboard with the three people's stunned expressions.

The fat man, who was separated by a man, wanted to grab the computer back, for fear that Li Yifan would destroy their achievements, but the white shirt sitting next to Li Yifan stopped him from doing so because at this time he saw the instructions written by Li Yifan, which were full of incredible creativity. It seemed that the young man in front of him was a computer expert.

Soon, Li Yifan completed the partition, index, and functional directory framework of the web page they wanted to design, and adjusted the few small conflicts they designed before, and then pushed the computer in front of them.

"The rest, you can load your database and pictures into it."

This web page is actually not difficult. It is built using FRONTPAGE, and then optimizes the web pages, partitions, and strengthens the functions according to the most mature model in later generations. A simple web page can only be completed in a few dozen minutes.

Of course, this is just the construction of the framework. The most difficult part is to load the pictures and information in the subsequent way. After all, collecting pictures and information is quite laborious.

But even so, Li Yifan was shocked by the young people in front of him. You should know that this was 1999, and computers had just entered the WIN98 era. Even the Internet is still in the stage of conceptual rise in China. As for programming and designing web pages, there is no need to mention it. Nowadays, as long as you can use FRONTPAGE proficiently, you will be a powerful person.

Several programmers, the web page that they had worked hard for many days, was solved in dozens of minutes in the hands of this young man. How could this not surprise the few programmers on the other side who became monks halfway?

You should know that when they went to college, there were few universities across the country who offered computer majors. The computer major seemed to be popular nationwide in 2000 and became popular.

"Brother, God?"

The white shirt beside me was shocked to the point where the simple and clear web page construction was so shocked that I couldn't speak. At this time, the short-sleeved fat man and another short-sleeved one also stretched his head over, approached the computer screen, and stared at the web page on it in a daze.

"Brother, where did you learn this?"

The two of them read the program compiled by Li Yifan and were a little demented. After all, it seems that the JAVA program has not yet been translated in China. How can they not be surprised if a person can use the JAVA program so skillfully?

"Hehe, it's just a hobby, I'm just thinking about it myself."

Li Yifan, who had no positive answer, seemed to be more and more familiar to these people.

The fried cakes on the table that had not been eaten were a little cold, and Li Yifan had no intention of continuing to eat. Looking at the fanatical eyes of the people around him, he didn't dare to stay here for a long time. He quickly got up and left, leaving only the legend of the so-called "master" behind him...
Chapter completed!