Rebirth of Northern Technology

After Professor Wang left, the more Cheng Yongxing copied, the more upset he became!

There are almost two hundred English words on a piece of letter paper. If any one is wrong, the whole article will be invalidated! An error rate of five per thousand means a hundred percent invalidation.

This is the final manuscript, in addition to not smearing, but also neat handwriting!

For the rebirth, this is deadly.

When do later generations need to write with a pen so seriously? Not to mention the already bad fonts. After so many years, his pen style has completely degraded to the level of elementary school students.

Due to the high-speed typing speed, the speed of thinking is much higher than that of handwriting. The inconsistency of the two speeds also increases the probability of error.

This is often the case. The more anxious you are, the easier it is to go wrong. The more you are afraid of something, the more you will come. Write, write, another manuscript will be scrapped!

In the evening, it took more than three hours, and his result was just copying the first page four times! He has made copying work the number one time-consuming job. But I didn't expect that its difficulty was still underestimated!

In this age without computers, people who write articles are called pens, which makes sense!

But for a reborn person, this is unreasonable work.

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When he was in class the next day, he didn't have the mind to listen to the class, so he rushed all the time to copy.

Cheng Yongxing is not a very careful person. In addition, he hasn't used a pen for a long time to write, and he often forgets the characters when he lifts the pen. Used to relying on the help of computer software, writing by hand is extremely painful. The constant rework made his head go big.

In addition to this paper to be copied, there are three more papers to be written. According to this efficiency, there is no need to do anything else in the next few weeks! Copying papers takes more time than the experiment itself!

This is nothing short of a joke!

What makes him even more disturbed is that even if it has been written, it is completely unsatisfactory!

The font is really bad!

This is exactly the handwriting of a primary school student, and he doubts whether anyone would like to take a look at this kind of manuscript! Anyway, he himself didn't want to watch it!

If the paper is typed back because the font is too bad, it would be wrong.

Need to find foreign aid.

The experience of life has brought him wisdom, and the greatest wisdom is to understand oneself.

Life has taught him when he needs to admit defeat, instead of just insisting. The result of persistence is not necessarily victory, but often greater defeat.

In this era, he can't find computers and typesetting software, but people can still find them.

This was a history class. He did not sit in the front row, but the girls sat in the first few rows as usual.

Looking at the few girls in the front row who were listening carefully, he had new ideas.

In later life, he went abroad to fight alone, and had very little contact with domestic classmates, and no one's light was attached. This time he was overthrown and started again, and he decided to correct this obvious mistake.

The more important factor that determines whether a person is successful is who he knows!

When he was young, he thought it was a shame to ask for someone. Now, he already knows that asking for help is sometimes a way to deepen the relationship between the two parties!

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noon

After class, he did not follow the usual practice, like other boys, running and sprinting like crazy. Rather, they slowly trailed behind a few girls.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, after buying the meal, Cheng Yongxing took the rice bowl and sat down at the girl's table, squeezing between Zhao Mengjia and Hao Yunli.

There are standard round tables in the canteen. One table can seat 8 people. After 6 girls sit down, there are two empty seats.

"Hey! Why are you sitting here?"

Several girls looked at him with strange eyes. Although everyone has been in class together for more than two weeks, they are far from familiar. Since the beginning of school, there are no group activities in the class, and there are still relatively few opportunities for contact with each other.

According to the habit of high school students, there is absolutely no exchange between male and female students.

In the large self-study classroom, it is obvious that there are a bunch of girls and a bunch of boys. In the western study rooms, the opposite is true. Girls are mutually exclusive and rarely sit together.

Freshmen have just entered university, which is a transitional period from the confrontation between male and female students to the cooperation between male and female students. A boy sits in a table of girls, and everyone feels awkward.

Cheng Yongxing also felt a little awkward. He is very familiar with several female classmates. After all, the friendship between the four-year classmates is quite strong.

What made him feel awkward was the look in their eyes. Several people looked at him with strange eyes, and he actually got goosebumps on him, a middle-aged man with a thicker skin than the city wall!

"Hi!..."

Cheng Yongxing was still cheeky and greeted him in a low voice. Although he is a middle-aged oily man at heart, his appearance is very confusing. The baby face with dimples makes him look like a large doll.

"What are you doing, why are you huddling with us?"

Lin Ting and Cheng Yongxing are quite familiar. Since the two share apples together, they can occasionally say hello when they meet.

"For dinner, I'm late today, and they are almost finished eating." Generally speaking, girls walk slowly, plus those who are late, the queues are longer. When they finish buying, the boys are almost finished eating.

"Why are you so slow today, aren't you able to run normally?"

Zhao Mengjia was a little strange. Cheng Yongxing would sit in the first row in some classes, and when the bell rang after class, he was the first to rush out with his bag, very conspicuous.

"I'm hungry, I haven't eaten enough in the morning, so I can't run! Eat, eat quickly!"

"Okay, eat! But why do you eat so little? How many taels is this?"

Zhao Mengjia found that the rice cooked by the boy next to her was similar to her own. Since the military training has just passed, boys’ appetite is at least six taels.

"I have always eaten so much. During military training, I can't even eat you girls."

"Really? I didn't pay attention."

A group of people stopped talking soon, and ate silently. Because an unfamiliar boy was mixed in on the table, the dinner table was obviously much quieter than usual.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Feng Yan sat opposite, looking at the boy who always looked around, and felt that something must be happening.

"You can see this all?"

Some things are born, even if it is rebirth, his every move can not escape the real keen eyes.

"Forget it, don't pretend to be so pretentious! This way you will feel uncomfortable, and we will not feel comfortable." Feng Yan went straight. As a study committee member, she naturally has a certain right to speak.

"Uh, no, how can it..."

"How do you hesitate?"

Zhao Mengjia also noticed something was wrong.

"Is there anything really wrong? If there is something embarrassing, we can definitely help!"

Lin Ting had a good impression of this little classmate.

Although the ladies' initial impression of Cheng Yongxing is not very good, his appearance is very confusing. A baby face, a face of immaturity, is inherently harmless.

Such a boy, sitting in the middle of everyone, twisted and squeezed, actually aroused the natural protection and curiosity of the girls. No one expected this.

Cheng Yongxing's twitching is because he doesn't know how to position himself or how to express!

All of you sitting here are his real classmates. There is nothing unspeakable, and there is no indelible face. But when the real words came to his lips, he really couldn't say some words.

More importantly, in what tone and in what manner?

The girls sitting here are only seventeen or eighteen years old, just a little older than his daughter! If it were in his real world, he would definitely say:

Come, do uncle a favor...

"I have been working on a topic recently, preparing to write a paper for publication..." In the end, Cheng Yongxing felt straightforward. He is good at telling stories. Whether it is telling his daughter or his classmates, the story is always the same.

"Can you really publish it?"

Lin Ting intervened. The paper or something, everyone is not very clear about its meaning. But anything, whether it is poetry, prose, or letters from readers, as long as it is published, is a lofty thing.

This story quickly changed the style of painting on the dining table from caring to curiosity and envy. Everyone's interest also became strong.

"It should be almost the same. Professor Wang has already read it for me, and I just need to copy it again before sending it." Cheng Yongxing took out the draft revised by Wang Liguo and gave it to everyone.

"It's in English!"

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