Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

"That...Yang Zhu, can I ask you something?" The school girl stirred the vegetables in the rice bowl with a fork, and looked at Yang Zhu with some embarrassment.

"Huh? What's the matter." Yang Zhu poured the twice-cooked pork on the lid of the tank into the seaweed monster's rice tank with a mischievous face.

When the seaweed monster saw the dozen or so slices of pork belly and green peppers in the tank, he was so anxious that he almost cried. It was both fatty meat and peppers. How could his stomach, which is used to vegetarian steamed buns, suffer?

But seeing so much meat and chili, she really couldn't bear to throw it away, forget it, just eat it, this bad guy!I must go to the toilet in the afternoon!

"It's like this. In order to write that report better and faster, I bought a computer." The school girl is no stranger to Yang Zhu's behavior of tricking the seaweed monster, and she doesn't want to take her good sister Saved from the misery of twice-cooked pork.

"Wow~! Sister Qingyi, did you buy a computer?" The seaweed monster exclaimed with envy.

Looking at the two little stars behind the seaweed monster's thick lens, the school belle couldn't help but feel a little proud despite being reserved.

Indeed, computers were an extremely luxurious thing in 98. Those configurations that would not even be bothered to look at in later generations, don't even think about getting them without 8000 to [-] yuan.

"Oh, so?" Yang Zhu didn't feel anything about it, he concentrated on gnawing on the lion's head, um, not to mention, the chef in the cafeteria really did a pretty good job with this dish.

Seeing Yang Zhu's indifferent face, Xiaohua was disappointed, but she couldn't help being more curious about Yang Zhu.

"The space in my dormitory is limited, it's not suitable for a computer, and I don't have a telephone line there, so I can't access the Internet; so... can I put the computer in your place?" Wan Qingyi looked at him with some embarrassment.

Yang Zhu nodded understandingly. At this time, the computer still looks stupid, and the chassis is nothing more than that, but the monitor that looks like an old-fashioned TV really takes up a lot of space. The roommates at the other end had to struggle a lot even when they got up at night.

Of course, with the rich family background of the school girl, under the sugar-coated cannonball, the roommates will naturally not have any opinions, but all the computers now need to dial-up through the telephone line to access the Internet, and there is no such thing in the female voice dormitory. It is the "luxury dormitory" where Yang Zhu lives. Since it was originally used for those backbones, although there is no telephone in it, a telephone line is installed.

"You put the computer in my room, so what do you mean...?" Yang Zhu frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

"Well, can I write a report at your place after get off work?" Seeing Yang Zhu's unhappy expression, Wan Qingyi felt absurd again. In the past 20 years, has anyone of the opposite sex detested him so much?

"That, I'm sorry..." Yang Zhu was about to refuse, what a joke, wouldn't it be nice to be alone in the room?

"During this time, I'll take care of the supper every night!" Seeing that Yang Zhu was going to refuse, the school belle who had figured out someone's foodie nature immediately gritted her teeth and threw out her bargaining chips. Annoyed, if it weren't for the fact that there are no suitable candidates around, do you think I rarely go to your place to write?

Mutton kebabs, anchovy meat and seafood porridge came to mind, and then looked at the dishes in the rice tank with colors that were a bit unbearable to look directly at. Yang Zhu took a deep breath: "Deal!"

Seeing Yang Zhu turning his head to the side and discussing with the seaweed monster enthusiastically what to have for supper at night, Wan Qingyi, who has always been very conceited about his appearance, felt a little frustrated—his attractiveness could not compare to a few skewers of mutton?

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Six pm.

"Thank you master, you go slowly!" Wan Qingyi smiled politely and waved to the reluctant delivery master.

"Wow! This is a computer? I only saw it on TV!" The seaweed monster looked like he had never seen the world, circling around the big one that had just been assembled.

"Can I touch it?" The seaweed monster looked at Xiaohua with some anxiety.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Zhu shuddered on his head: "Look at your worthless look!"

The seaweed monster covered his head: "But it's really the first time for him!"

Yang Zhu listened to the girl's words that could easily be misunderstood by others with black eyes, and glared at her resentfully: "There is wool for touching, you have to learn to use it!"

Watching Yang Zhu press the switch familiarly, and then click the mouse to check the computer configuration: "586? It's okay, your more than 8000 yuan is not considered a scam."

The seaweed monster and the school belle students uttered together as if they had discovered a new world: "Do you understand microcomputers?"

Yang Zhu created a dial-up icon on the desktop and entered the account number and password: "How rare, the number of netizens in our country exceeded 6 million in June this year. Is it strange that I can use a computer?"

Then he clicked on the browser, and quickly entered the URL of a certain fox in the URL column with both hands. Seeing the rough interface that was completely different from the later generations slowly appearing in front of his eyes, Yang Zhu curled his lips, roughly estimating the current situation. Internet speed, and then fork off - the current Internet fee is as high as 12 yuan an hour, and it is not his own computer, so Yang Zhu will not take advantage of others.

"Succeed, I think the above OFFIC software is quite complete, including PPT and EXCEL. Although the input method is ABC, it is not very easy to use, but it is enough for you as a beginner." Yang Zhu software one by one. Click on it, try it out and there is nothing wrong with it, then get out of the way.

Seeing Yang Zhu's smooth operation, the seaweed monster felt nothing but admiration; but Wan Qingyi felt a lot of doubts in his heart.

Different from the south where the economy is developing rapidly, in the north, especially in Qilu, computers are a proper luxury at present. There is no microcomputer class in their school, and there is no computer in the factory. Where did Yang Zhu learn the microcomputer knowledge and knowledge? Internet skills?

Today is no better than later generations, with a universal search engine, if you want to log in to a website, you must memorize the entire URL of the other party. This is a big project for those who are new to the Internet. From the looks of my classmates, that was simply unimaginable.

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two hours later.

"Well, Yang Zhu, why can't I make pictures on this document, and can't adjust the color?" The school girl stopped her fingers a little discouraged, and asked Yang Zhu for help unwillingly.

Yang Zhu put down the pirated version of "The Complete Works of Xiong Long" and walked behind her, looked at the messy text layout and various color blocks on the DOC document and frowned: "What are you doing here?"

Xiaohua probably knew that her pile of things was too ugly to be seen, so she raised a foreign magazine in her hand with a blushing face: "I see that the format on it looks pretty, and I want to make it like this too."

"The Eist"?

The Chinese translation is "The Economist". If Yang Zhu remembers correctly, it is a magazine founded by James Wilson in September 1843 and published by the London Economist Newspaper Co., Ltd. The content is serious and not serious. Lack of wit and a lot of information density.It can be regarded as one of the essential reading materials for social elites.

However, there may be some publications of this kind in Xiangjiang, but in the mainland, especially in the Qilu area, they are completely rare. It is estimated that 99.9% of the people have never heard of them, let alone got their hands on them.

Didn't realize that Xiaohua is still a person who is willing to make progress!Yang Zhu thought without any waves in his heart.

Looking at the place Wan Qingyi was pointing at, Yang Zhu rolled his eyes: "It's a typesetting made in PPT, why did you bother with the DOC!?"

"what??"

The school girl who couldn't tell the difference between DOC and PTT was a little silly, and then blushed even more: "Then...then can you teach me to use the PP you mentioned?"

"Hmm...I want to eat anchovies and lamb chops tonight!" A certain guy took advantage of the fire.

"Okay! Please!" Hearing the creaking sound from his mouth, Wan Qingyi felt that it was time for his teeth to be filled.

"Hey, it's a deal!" Yang Zhu thought of the lonely scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the tank of this classmate at noon, and suddenly became interested.

"Here, this icon is PPT. After opening it, you will find that there are some dotted lines that can be moved. Those are called text boxes, and all words must be written in them."

"You should also pay attention to the typeface. All official reports should be in bold. Don't use Yao typeface according to your preference. It's too girly!"

"Think the background is too plain? It's easy to do. Here are some free backgrounds that you can change at any time, but I suggest you use a black background, so that it looks more professional with white fonts."

"How to draw those figures? It's very simple. Isn't there a bunch of basic figures like a jigsaw puzzle here? Use them to piece together the patterns you want, but it's better to use triangles and rectangles with stronger lines and match them with circles. That’s how strong the overall style is.”

"How do you make those histograms? It's very simple. You open EXCEL, enter the data in, and after selecting the data, you can summarize them into a histogram."

So after more than an hour of Yang Zhu's hard work, Xiaohua finally learned how to use PPT. Although Yang Zhu scolded her several times, Wan Qingyi felt that it was not wronged to be slaughtered overnight.

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"Little girl, let me tell you, the most essential part of the whole chicken is the butt. You will regret it if you don't eat it!" Said the seaweed monster.

"I won't eat it! I won't eat it even if I'm killed!" The seaweed monster covered his mouth with both hands, and looked at the anchovy meat, chicken butt that Yang Zhu handed over with fear? ? ... It's scary to think about it!

"Cut! I don't know how to appreciate it. Have you ever eaten Jiuzhuan Dachang? It's the same as this, the more dirty it is, the more delicious it tastes!" Yang Zhu still didn't give up.

The seaweed monster rolled his eyes, can the large intestine be the same as this chicken butt?

The large intestine...the large intestine...in short, it's different!

"Huh? Sister Qingyi, don't you want to eat it?" The seaweed monster, who was holding the lamb ribs with a happy face, was a little strange when he saw the school girl sitting quietly beside him.

"This... I want to lose weight, and I can't eat at night." Wan Qingyi, who was salivating more and more vigorously, refused with some difficulty, but was worried in her heart—it seemed that she had to find support from her family again, and she concealed her salary If things go on like this, will they misunderstand?

"Huh? Sister Qingyi wants to lose weight?" The seaweed monster looked at the school beauty with an incredulous expression.

But sister Mingming Qingyi said that she was very slender, looked at Wan Qingyi's catkin-like figure, and felt the heavy burden on her chest, the seaweed monster suddenly felt that the lamb chops in his hand were starting to smell bad...