Rebirth of Ninety Honey Sweet Wife

In the residence, the typing room is located on the first floor, like an office, on which there is a computer and a printer. The quality is very new. The styles of computers and printers are also the latest of this year.

Qin Yuxi sat down, took an old-fashioned mouse and looked at the computers of this era. The screen was very small, carrying a stone backpack. There were some programs for typing files, as well as browsers. There were no penguins. About this era, penguins had not been developed.

Qin Yuxi smiled and knocked on the mechanical keyboard, "what do you want me to type?"

Qi Zihan hurriedly took out a handwritten application, "type this."

"No, just a few words!!!"

She flipped through the application at will. The words on the paper were very good. The person who wrote the words seemed to have a good grasp of calligraphy.

But there are too few words. Even people who can't type can come up with so few words.

So she looked at Qi Zihan suspiciously. Qi Zihan stood at the table, bent his head, sorted out the paper documents on the desktop, pretended in detail that she couldn't see the questions in Qin Yuxi's eyes, and her ears were red.

Well, play dumb, who won't?!

Qin Yuxi glared at Qi Zihan, opened the document, glanced at the words on the application, and his fingers danced on the keyboard. While typing, he said to Qi Zihan:

"I don't believe no one here can type. Do you want to be lazy?"

No, just looking for a chance to see you! Qi Zihan shouted in his heart, pursed his lips and said nothing!

"You type so fast."

Suddenly, someone spoke. A 20-year-old man at the door leaned out his head and looked at Qin Yuxi. He looked at Qi Zihan standing in the house with envy,

"Brother Han, will she stay here for lunch later? The cook asked me to come and ask."

"Eat!"

Qi Zihan nodded and answered. Then he turned to see Qin Yuxi again and asked:

"Why don't you have lunch here?"

Qin Yuxi was still typing and glanced at Qi Zihan. "Then you have decided for me. What else can I do?"

While talking, the scattered words were typed by Qin Yuxi. She ordered the print, put her hand on the edge of the printer, and waited for the paper to come out. Her eyes squinted at Qi Zihan, full of teasing laughter.

When the paper came out, Qin Yuxi handed it to Qi Zihan. He said "thank you" and gave it to the man who poked his head at the door,

"Zhou Zi is weak. Seal for the leaders!"

The man named Zhou ziweak at the door gave a "Hey" and ran quickly with the document.

When Qi Zihan looked back, Qin Yuxi had opened the browser on the computer. When Qi Zihan pulled a chair and sat down, Qin Yuxi asked:

"Can I use your computer to read web pages? Do you allow outsiders to touch your computer?"

"It's generally not allowed, but I'll allow it if I watch you here."

He was so frank and honest that what he said was also true. However, Qin Yuxi was clean and was from the stockade at the foot of the mountain. The leaders made an exception and let Qin Yuxi in from the perspective of solving the soldiers' personal problems.

Their troops are not very strict, but if they are not strict, sometimes even a fly can't fly in.

Qin Yuxi looked at Qi Zihan and asked again, "what the hell do you do?"

"Don't ask too much, ask too much, be careful to be killed."

Qi Zihan, sitting beside Qin Yuxi, raised his hand, spoiled Qin Yuxi and asked him back

"How can you type?"

"Do you often go to Internet cafes?"

She lit the web page, sat down on the hard back chair and began to brush the web page carefully.

At this time, computers are beginning to popularize. The business of Internet cafes in the streets of the town is very prosperous. China has not produced any Internet cafe certificates, so Internet cafes are opened one by one. The environment is better than one. The price ranges from 25 cents an hour to 3 yuan. Looking for Internet cafes with better environment may also cost 5 yuan an hour.

Some Internet cafes also have the nature of a typing club. That kind of thing is particularly cheap. Surfing the Internet means typing. People who have not lived in this era will not understand this concept.

So Qin Yuxi said that there was nothing wrong with the typing she learned in the Internet cafe.

Qi Zihan didn't doubt anything. He had a computer in the imperial capital's home a few years ago, so Qin Yuxi said that it was normal for her to learn typing in an Internet cafe.

In this era, some early portal websites have been opened, and online media is rising.

Qin Yuxi wants to review this era again. What happened, what didn't happen, just look at the news on the Internet and think about what job he should find?

Accidentally, I saw the game advertisement on the web page. This game has just started advertising... But soon, it will be popular all over China.

Qin Yuxi thought, she seems to have played this game!

After working in the provincial capital, because she wanted to get closer to Du Shumo, she saw that Du Shumo also played this game, so she also played with Du Shumo. However, Du Shumo never took her to upgrade. She could only electrocute zombies in the mining area alone every day. Over time, she didn't play much.

"What's the matter?"

Qi Zihan, sitting next to Qin Yuxi, looked at Qin Yuxi who was suddenly silent with concern,

"Why don't you play?"

"There's nothing fun."

She tilted her mouth and let go of the mouse in her hand. What's fun? There are no penguins and various small video software. She thinks the online world is very poor.

"Do you have a mailbox?"

Qi Zihan, who had been monitoring Qin Yuxi openly and aboveboard, suddenly asked, as if summoning up great courage, and saw Qin Yuxi nod,

"Let's connect. When you go to the provincial capital or the imperial capital, we can easily contact."

"OK."

With that, Qin Yuxi opened the mailbox on the web page, opened the contact list, and carried the keyboard to Qi Zihan,

"You lose, lose your mailbox."

Then, Qin Yuxi looked at Qi Zihan again, put one hand on the table, and asked in a calm voice:

"Do you want my BB number?"

"I have."

Qi Zihan blurted out and turned to think, no, how can he have Qin Yuxi's pager? So he was embarrassed, blushed and explained:

"Once, grandma Chen asked me to page you."

"Oh, oh, oh."

Qin Yuxi looked at Qi Zihan with clear eyes.

She even has her BB machine number and takes the initiative to associate with her email. What do you want to do?