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Wen Jin calmed down, put the notebook on the quilt in front of Jing Xiaocha who was sitting on the hospital bed, and said gently, "You can try whether the voice can be used first."

Jing Xiaocha nodded gently.

My heartbeat had not calmed down from the chaos that had just happened, but I instinctively stretched out my left hand to hold the notebook.

Watching Wen Jin walk out of the ward to answer the phone, Jing Xiaocha let out a long sigh.

She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but the atmosphere just now seemed something was wrong. If it weren't for the phone call that suddenly came in, would Brother Wen do something to her?

Thinking of this, she immediately shook her head.

How could it be possible to get rid of some beautiful thoughts in my heart? Brother Wen likes Sister Ou, and it is impossible for him to do anything to her.

Brother Wen must be too kind to me, so that he will have random thoughts.

Jing Xiaocha, you are sober and don’t be self-indulgent anymore. After warning yourself twice, Wen Ran’s body slid down a little, and adjusted his posture.

It is inconvenient to have a left hand, and even if you use a touch screen, it looks clumsy.

After opening the document, Jing Xiaocha read the previous plot first, and then brewed it in his mind for two minutes. After thinking about the next content, he saw that Wen Jin had not come in yet.

She tried to say something in voice.

Maybe it was because I was not used to it at the beginning. There were only ten words on the LCD screen, and four words were wrong.

It is not a homophone, but an identification error.

Jing Xiaocha frowned depressedly. She had never used voice code before, so she was not familiar with this voice code software.

Just like when I first learned Wubi, it is not only slow, but also always wrong.

I said two more sentences next, but there were still typos in each sentence.

Looking at the words displayed on the screen, Jing Xiaocha felt a little depressed. He clumsily moved the mouse cursor with his left hand to modify the typo.

When she typed with Wubi on weekdays, she wouldn't even be able to type blindly on the keyboard, but now she only typing with one hand and finds that it is completely different from typing with two hands.

You also need to remember the root of the word and look for the key on the keyboard, that's all. The worst thing is that when she disassembles the root of the word one by one, she can't remember it.

It takes thought to remember.

If she could only type at such a snail-like speed before her right arm was injured, she would have been tortured by herself.

It seems that typing with one hand is unrealistic.

She will practice pronunciation faster.

After a comparison, Jing Xiaocha chose pronunciation, slowing down as quickly as possible, and making the pronunciation clear and standard word by word.

In the corridor outside, Wen Jin did not return to the ward immediately after the phone call.

Instead, standing outside the ward and listening quietly inside the ward, Jing Xiaocha practiced voice ticking. Her speaking speed was very slow, but her voice was soft and soft, which was particularly nice.

After standing outside the ward for about two minutes, Wen Jin raised his hand and pushed open the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jing Xiaocha on the hospital bed immediately stopped speaking, his beautiful eyebrows were frowning, and his lips were pursed at the notebook.

Move the cursor with your left hand to modify the typo.

"How about it, is the phonetic typing okay?" Wen Jinjing seemed to not know the sentence she had just repeated, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and asked gently.

Jing Xiaocha shook his head, "Maybe because I have a bad character, there will always be typos in a sentence. Brother Wen, aren't you saying that your name is prone to errors, but no matter how many sentences and words I have, it is prone to errors."

Wen Jin was amused by her self-deprecating words.

With a low laugh, he strode to the hospital bed, reached out to grab the notebook she placed on her legs, and Jing Xiaocha opened his mouth to stop it.

But it didn't stop him from watching.

But her expression was a little unnatural. Although what she wrote was not something shameful, she had never let others read it like this.

Strangely, when she gave the outline and the first 30,000 words to the editor to review the manuscript, she did not feel embarrassed. She uploaded it to online readers to read, and she also felt that some people like it and were happy.

Maybe it's because Wen Jin is not a person in the same industry or a reader.

Or maybe it is because in her novels, every heroine has more or less her own shadow...

Wen Jin didn't know the conflict in Jing Xiaocha's heart. He took the notebook and carefully checked her typos. Unlike Jing Xiaocha's clumsiness in his left hand, he flexibly jumped on the keyboard with his hands a few times, and then modified all the typos for her.

He smiled gently at her, "I have changed the typo for you. The reason why you have typos is because you are not proficient in using it at the beginning, so you can practice it for a while. If it really doesn't work, just follow what I just said, read it, and I will enter it for you."

"No, I'll practice pronunciation."

Jing Xiaocha decided to fight the voice software to the end.

Wen Jin nodded with a smile, "Okay, you practice for two days first."

"Brother Wen, go downstairs and accompany Sister Ou, I will practice it myself."

Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin with a wry smile. She didn't want him to sit here and watch.

Wen Jin knew what she meant, lowered her eyes and looked at the time on her wrist, and said gently, "You practice for yourself, I'll come back later. If you have any questions, call me."

"I'm fine, Brother Wen, you don't have to come back tonight, go home to rest early." Jing Xiaocha's words made Wen Jin's expression slightly sank, "You don't want to see me?"

"No, you must be very tired after working for a day. It's so cold. Go home early to rest, so there's no need to come to see me again."

Jing Xiaocha waved his hands and shook his head.

How could she not want to see Brother Wen? In her heart, she wanted Brother Wen to accompany her for a while.

However, she now needs to practice pronunciation and cannot let Brother Wen stay here. Moreover, Sister Ou needs Brother Wen’s care and company.

Seeing that she was anxious to explain, afraid that he would misunderstand, Wen Jin smiled again, "I'll come up to inspect your results later. If there are typos, you don't need to modify it. You can modify it with one hand too slowly. I'll give you an hour."

The implication is that within an hour, she can code as many words as she can, and after an hour, she will not be allowed to work again.

"good."

Jing Xiaocha agreed against his will, but in fact he wanted to protest, and an hour was not enough.

Wen Jin saw her right and wrong and added, "Originally, you have to take a good rest these days. I'm giving you an hour of working hours every day, which is an exception."

"Brother Wen, I know."

Jing Xiaocha acted like a good boy.

Wen Jin's tone couldn't help but soften it again, "Just know, obedient is a good child."
Chapter completed!