28.

Who is the beauty?

The rules of typing competitions are very simple. Just type in the keyboard in accordance with the English letters on the display screen. The higher the score of whoever typed the maximum within the specified time.

This is a piece of cake for me. The input speed of more than 800 letters per minute in my previous life was not as good as that. When I participated in the competition, I still retained half of my strength.

After the competition, the results came out quickly, and they were all computer statistics. I was the first, with an average of 402 letters per minute, Zhao Yanyan ranked sixth, with an average of 171, which was a breakthrough compared to her last time. Xu Ruoyun’s score was pretty good, third, 201. In fact, the results from the second to sixth were almost the same. Only I got a terrifying score that made everyone stunned.

Old Man Xu was so excited that his eyes were shining with golden light on the spot, and his face was colorful. Xu Ruoyun looked at me with a slightly better look until this time.

Zhao Yanyan didn't feel anything about her winning the sixth place. Instead, she was very interested in my first place and kept asking Old Man Xu if there was a reward for the first place. Old Man Xu shook his head and said that he didn't know either.

The programming comparison the next day seemed to me to be extremely chaotic, with the rules of the competition, the questions and even the rating standards. However, it was precisely because of this mess that my work won the first place by mistake.

This is the thing. The topic of the competition is to write a demonstration program. The thing it demonstrates can be a piece of text or a painting. In short, it is to arrange something in a dot matrix.

When the judges of the competition announced that the language used was not limited, the competition was doomed to be confused. It would be quite easy if the graphics and text were proficient in the LOGO language, but other languages ​​were relatively complicated. I really don’t know what the people who asked the questions were thinking, but it can’t be blamed for this. After all, computers in China are not popular yet, and there were not many people who knew it. If the competition rules were too strict, the competition would not be able to compare.

I chose assembly language. Although this is an extremely difficult language, I used to write the same code in this language less than a hundred times when I was in college in my previous life. After this code was compiled, it was a picture of Zhao Yanyan's maturity. I still remember this code vividly.

I didn't have to think at all, and quickly typed the code in my memory on the keyboard, and finished it in one go. When the mature and beautiful Zhao Yanyan appeared on my computer screen, it only took me less than ten minutes. The competition time was one morning.

Since when I was in college, I once regarded Zhao Yanyan as my goddess, so this picture was a perfect interpretation that I thought about. Under the sunset, Zhao Yanyan, wearing a white trench coat, stood at the entrance of Huaxia University Park, and every detail was accurately interpreted.

I copied the written code and compiled files on a floppy disk, wrote the number and name and handed it to the judges.

"Is it done?" The judges looked at me in surprise.

"Yes." I nodded and walked out of the arena.

When I went out, I saw Xu Ruoyun's surprised gaze, but to be honest, I was only interested in Zhao Yanyan at this age, and others really couldn't raise their appetites. Although Zhao Yanyan was only sixteen years old, I had an indescribable feeling for her. Later, I thought maybe it was because I was mixed with adult feelings.

At the afternoon award ceremony, my program was undisputedly designated as the first prize. Although Xu Ruoyun, who won the second place, demonstrated a picture, hers were black and white. Judging from the delicateness of the painting, hers was much rougher. The works of the rest were very simple, often a sign or a small item, and some people only had a few words.

After seeing my work, Zhao Yanyan looked unhappy and twisted my thigh with her little hands: "This painting is so familiar! Tell me, who is this beauty? What does she have to do with you!"

I was so dizzy. I didn't expect Zhao Yanyan to ask me this. How can I explain this? But Zhao Yanyan refused to let me tell me who that person was.

In the end, there was no way, so I casually compiled my personal name and made up the matter. But I could see that Zhao Yanyan didn't believe it at all and kept looking at the painting with suspicion.

In this competition, I won two first prizes by myself. I went on stage to receive the prize with me as my mentor. Old Man Xu was glorious and smiled like a big hair cake with a pleat on his face.

As a result, I got nothing but two certificates, and I had already lost interest in such a fooling child. However, Old Man Xu tirelessly asked me to hold the certificate and take photos with him. I knew that if nothing unexpected happened, these photos would be hung in the hall of the Children's Palace as capital and advertisement for admissions.

The copy of the program I wrote was snatched away by Zhao Yanyan after the competition. I asked her why, but she told me that she wanted to collect it.

I was sweating wildly, from my test papers to the bed sheets in the hotel to today's program copy, is this girl a favorite?

That night we took the train back to Xinjiang. On the way, Xu Ruoyun's attitude towards me was much better than before, and her attitude towards Zhao Yanyan made me even more incredible. Along the way, the two little girls muttered to me and didn't know what they were saying, and burst into laughter from time to time. I really couldn't understand what women were thinking.

When Old Man Xu saw that his granddaughter was much more cheerful, he couldn't stop talking. The only person who suffered was me, Zhao Yanyan threw me aside. I had to chat with Old Man Xu casually. What bothered me the most was that Old Man Xu always asked me where I had learned computers and other topics before, and I was perfunctory.

But this old man just doesn't have the eyesight, and I'm so perfunctory. He keeps asking, making me just talk: "By the way, Teacher Xu, I wrote a small program and want to sell it to a software company. Do you have any way?"

"You wrote a software? What's the point?" Old Man Xu didn't believe that I could write a software that could be sold for money.

"Well, it is a Chinese input method plug-in under WPS, which is easier to use than its own input method. I believe that if it is promoted properly, its popularity will definitely exceed Wubi." I said confidently.

"Ah!" Old Man Xu said in surprise. He knew this input method, and it was not something that ordinary people could write, including himself, and he also had this level.

"Can I see it?" Old Man Xu excitedly asked questions and answers. If I had any results, his teacher would have the capital to show off.

"Okay, wait for the time being back, it's on the computer in the Children's Palace." I said.

"If the input method is really as good as you said, I have contacted several software companies in this city and City B. I can recommend it for you." Old Man Xu said.

"Thank you then!" I said politely.

"I am your teacher, why are you polite to me!" Old Man Xu said with a smile.

I thought to myself, although Old Man Xu had never taught me any knowledge, he is an old man in the computer industry. With such a living resource as him, his help will definitely be indispensable in my experience in the computer field in the future.
Chapter completed!