Xiao Bawang
"Chen Yu, wake up, Chen Yu, wake up, it's time for class."
"Ah..."
Waking up from his slumber, Chen Yu felt a bit groggy. "Time for class? Isn't it just morning self-study?"
"Morning self-study is already over."
"Oh, I haven't had breakfast yet. Why didn't you wake me?"
Luckily, the morning reading teacher hadn't shown up today, so Chen Yu had slept comfortably.
"Seeing you sleep so soundly, I didn't want to disturb you."
"What's this?"
"Milk and buns."
"You bought them for me?"
"Don't flatter yourself; I can't finish them."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Beauty Lu."
Regardless of whether he could finish it or not, Chen Yu didn't care. He quickly devoured the food.
"Are you this hungry?"
"Sigh, you don't know. I've been working like crazy these days."
"What have you been up to?"
"Washing snails."
"Really washing them?"
"Absolutely."
Chen Yu shrugged. "There's no choice; the child of a poor family has to grow up early."
That was indeed the case.
In recent days, business at the shop had been booming, and they were consuming an astonishing amount of snails every day.
To help his parents, Chen Yu had washed hundreds of pounds of snails these days.
Ring, ring, ring...
After chatting with his desk mate, Lu Xue, for a while, the bell for the next class rang.
Chen Yu didn't say much and focused on listening to the lecture.
In this second chance at life, he couldn't neglect his studies.
Fortunately, even though he had forgotten a lot of the course material, as he got into the groove, the knowledge from the textbooks appeared in his mind like a movie, making him realize that he wouldn't have to work as hard during high school as he had in his previous life. As long as he paid attention in class, he believed he wouldn't perform worse than he did in his past life.
"It's time for the computer class. Let's go to the computer lab, my friends."
"Finally, we get to touch computers. My hands have been itching for so long."
The fourth class of the morning was the computer class.
In 2001, computers were not as common as they would be in the future, and they were still relatively new. Many freshmen hadn't had much exposure to computers, and even if they had, they weren't familiar with them.
This computer class piqued the interest of many students.
"Students, in this class, we'll learn the basics of computers."
"This includes basic computer operations and typing skills."
The high school computer class covered the fundamentals and aimed to familiarize everyone with basic computer operations: double-clicking, single-clicking, copy-paste, creating folders, using Notepad, Pinyin typing, and more.
Although these concepts were basic, many students found them quite intriguing.
"Wow, Li Wenjie, you type so fast!"
"It's okay, it's okay."
"My goodness, you don't even need to look at the keyboard?"
"I'm touch typing."
"Touch typing? What's that?"
"It means that when you mentioned not needing to look at the keyboard, I knew exactly where each key on the keyboard was located."
"Wow, that's impressive! With so many keys on the keyboard, how do you remember them all?"
"It's not too difficult. We have a computer at home, and I learned it in junior high."
The computer lab teacher demonstrated some basic operations to the students and then let them explore on their own.
The students were all excited and followed the teacher's instructions to open Kingsoft WPS and start typing.
"Well, you can all learn these operations too."
"If you have any questions about computers in the future, just ask me, and I'll teach you."
"Oh, by the way, we have broadband at my house. Do you guys want to use QQ? I can help you each apply for a QQ number."
While rapidly typing on the keyboard, Li Wenjie explained various computer operations.
The surrounding students were impressed and had expressions of awe on their faces. Li Wenjie felt quite satisfied.
"Uh, Lu Xue, your typing posture is incorrect."
"It should be like this, with your ten fingers placed like this."
"Look at the screen, and press the keys like this."
After showing off in front of other students, Li Wenjie came over to Lu Xue.
Seeing Lu Xue struggling with typing, Li Wenjie kindly offered some corrections.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"I didn't expect you to be so good with computers."
"It's just average. Actually, typing with Pinyin is quite slow. I know a typing method that's even faster."
"Faster than Pinyin typing? What kind of typing is that?"
"Wubi typing."
"Wubi?"
"Yes, Wubi. Wubi typing is based on strokes, it requires fewer keystrokes, and it's fast and accurate. Some experts can type over 200 characters in a minute using Wubi."
"So, you know how to do it?"
"Well, Wubi is a bit challenging, and I haven't learned it yet."
Li Wenjie gave some guidance to Lu Xue and, fearing that others might think he was bothering her, enthusiastically prepared to help the next person.
"Chen Yu, your typing method... huh, what are you doing?"
"Typing."
"No, I mean, what input method are you using for typing?"
"Wubi. What's wrong?"
Chen Yu was a bit puzzled and asked in a strange tone.
He felt a bit frustrated during this computer class. Although he wasn't a computer expert, he didn't need the teacher to teach him these basic operations. He had planned to use the computer to browse programming materials online, but unfortunately, the computer couldn't access the internet.
This left Chen Yu feeling a bit annoyed, so he practiced typing out of boredom.
"My goodness, Wubi."
"Yes."
"Wubi is quite difficult to learn."
"It's not too bad."
"Do you have a computer at home?"
"No."
"Then how did you learn Wubi?"
"Xiaoba Wang."
"I..."
Li Wenjie felt a bit dizzy and almost stumbled.
"Li Wenjie, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, nothing."
"Are you feeling sick?"
"No, no."
"Earlier, you said I was doing something wrong?"
"Well, uh, I need to go over there and check... over there..."
Rubbing his head, Li Wenjie wished he could disappear into the ground.
This was beyond embarrassing. After showing off a bit earlier, he had completely lost face.
"Tsk tsk, Chen Yu, I didn't expect you to be so cunning."
"Where was I cunning?"
"Look at Li Wenjie, you made his face turn pale with your words."
"I didn't do anything."
"Ha, you won't admit it."
Lu Xue chuckled on the side.
She really didn't expect her desk mate to be so devious.
"Uh, is this the Wubi typing method Li Wenjie was talking about earlier?"
"Yes."
"How did you learn it?"
"Xiaoba Wang."
"Don't mess around."
"It's really Xiaoba Wang."
Chen Yu sighed.
Why did no one believe the truth?
Chen Yu really did learn Wubi using the Xiaoba Wang learning machine.
As for how he learned it, it was quite simple.
Xiaoba Wang was not just a gaming console; it was also a learning machine. The operating instructions in Xiaoba Wang's learning machine even included a Wubi typing input method.
During junior high school, Chen Yu had learned Wubi by following the instructions in the Xiaoba Wang learning machine.
"Alright, alright, let's just say you learned it from Xiaoba Wang. Can you teach me?"
"No, I won't."
"You're so stingy."
"I'm not."
"You won't teach me even though you're not stingy. I even gave you milk and buns earlier."
"Uh..."
Chen Yu felt a bit embarrassed when reminded by Lu Xue. But thinking about the trouble he might get into with another demanding student, Chen Yu toughened up: "This is quite difficult to learn. I studied for a long time before I could do it. You should stick to Pinyin; it's more convenient."
If she couldn't learn Wubi, it wasn't a big deal, really. While Wubi typing was faster now, in the future, with third-generation intelligent input methods like Sogou, typing in Pinyin wouldn't necessarily be much slower. Besides, they weren't going to become professional typists.
"Hmph, fine, if you won't teach me, then you won't. I don't care."
Turning away, Lu Xue snorted.
Taking advantage of someone's kindness, eating someone's food, and being reminded by Lu Xue made Chen Yu feel a bit awkward. But just thinking about having another demanding person to deal with, he stood his ground: "This is quite difficult to learn. I practiced for a long time before I could do it. You should stick to Pinyin; it's more convenient."
If she couldn't learn Wubi, it wasn't a big deal, really. While Wubi typing was faster now, in the future, with third-generation intelligent input methods like Sogou, typing in Pinyin wouldn't necessarily be much slower. Besides, they weren't going to become professional typists.
"Hmph, fine, if you won't teach me, then you won't. I don't care."
Turning away, Lu Xue snorted.