Pet King

Zhang Zi'an made good tea and brought the old tea downstairs.

The pet shop that just entered the New Year is a bit deserted, but this is also normal. Students in this period are preparing for the final exam. Office workers are fighting for the year-end awards.

It ’s good to go through this period of time. By the Lunar New Year, the children have a lot of New Year's money, haha ​​... Since Zhang Zi'an went to a school of small celery, I deeply felt that the child's money Easy to make.

Lu Yiyun has started to paint. She has recently been mysterious and very sensitive to her own paintings. When Zhang Zi'an passes by the cashier, she will quickly switch the interface, which makes Zhang Zi'an helpless. Doubt-Is she betrayed for money, and is drawing anime welfare map for those dead houses?

Lao Cha and Richard are watching TV, Fina and Snow Lion are eating and drinking, lying on the cat climbing frame and sleeping, even Feimas is sleeping. The most alert in the pet shop is only battle days, Squat outside like a janitor, side by side with the cat **** statue.

Since knowing that Zhantian is a veteran police dog, its existence has reassured Lu Yiyun.

Seeing Zhang Zi'an passing by, Zhan Tian stood up expectantly and stared at him.

"Wait a little longer," he said to it, and then he squatted down again.

Zhang Zi'an poured tea into old tea's press-type insulation pot-although this kind of insulation pot is not the most insulated, it is the most convenient to use old tea.

"Meow ~"

He was carrying an empty teapot about to go upstairs to the kitchen, and heard Xinghai scream behind him.

Turning his head, Xinghai looked at him with silver-gray eyes, and said, "Meow ~ Zi'an, is π all right?"

Zhang Zi'an laughed: "π is good, it just told me something very incredible."

"Meow ~ π is great!" Xinghai said solemnly and seriously.

"That's right," Zhang Zi'an lowered his voice, and asked, "Does Xinghai know π's book?"

Xinghai nodded, "Meow ~ Xinghai has seen it."

"That book ... is it really a book about life, the universe, and everything?" He asked Xinghai, even if π was bragging, Xinghai couldn't help it bragging.

Xinghai replied without hesitation: "Meow ~ Yeah! That is a very powerful book! It is the most powerful book on the planet!"

Lying down!

Zhang Zi'an was startled, the best book on earth?

Although he already knew that this book was all-encompassing, could he be spotted by Xinghai as the best book on earth?

Xinghai tilted her head and thought, adding: "Meow ~ Maybe not the best on other planets."

Well, things on the other planet have nothing to do with me.

For these things beyond imagination, Zhang Zi'an freely tossed them behind his back, holding the kettle back upstairs.

Pi's excitement passed, sitting in front of the computer again, typing the pi in the browser's search bar over and over again.

When he saw Zhang Zi'an coming, he was just a little bit ashamed, not dodging like before.

"Π, this search engine has a maximum length limit. If you want to play the Pi, I will install a word processing software for you." Zhang Zi'an suggested.

π didn't seem to understand, and the brown eyes behind the clip-on glasses blinked and opened the book. After a few moments, it happily closed the book, giving way to the computer.

"Squeak!"

Well, Zhang Zi'an guessed it was asking him to install software.

This old computer reinstalled the system, and was then **** by Zhang Zi'an. There was nothing in it-this happened after the elves arrived, mainly to destroy the big sisters on the hard disk to avoid extinction. .

Zhang Zi'an turned out to find the genuine office suit that she bought before. Although the version is quite old, it is still no problem to play a Pi.

Insert the CD-ROM into the CD-ROM drive. After a long CD-ROM reading process, the office word processing kit is correctly installed.

Start Word and a brand new new document appears on the screen.

Zhang Zi'an pressed the number keys to type 3.1415926 in the document, and then moved to another sofa by himself. Please sit back in front of the computer and continue typing.

"Squeak!"

π excitedly placed the book on the coffee table, reached out his hands, and pressed different number keys on the keyboard in turn.

An unknown book is located between it and Zhang Zi'an. It can be obtained as long as he reaches out, but he resists curiosity with twelve points of perseverance and tries not to read that book. Instead, he concentrates on the pi-pi. This is really boring, and the numbers are dazzling.

However, since π can do this, it means that he is somewhat relieved?

After a while, he noticed that π's typing posture was not right, similar to Mr. Zhou Lao met in the library—Mr. Zhou Lao used one-finger Zen, π was slightly better, and two-finger Zen was used. Forefinger to type, very inefficient.

It turns out that π is very slow to type, so when it's in the library, it will type out a series of pi every so often.

"Π, you're typing incorrectly," he reminded.

"Squeak?"

π paused typing and stared at him in confusion.

"Let me show you the correct posture?" He asked for his consent.

"Squeak!"

π moved aside.

Zhang Zi'an sat back in front of the computer, straightened his posture, and put his ten fingers on the keyboard.

"Π, look at my two index fingers, which are exactly on the keys F and J. There are small bumps on these two keys, so that your index finger just touches them when they are stationary."

He patiently showed it the correct typing posture and fingering, explained the area controlled by each finger, and how to move the finger correctly.

"Squeak?"

After the demonstration, π imitated Zhang Zi'an's posture and tried it by himself. However, it didn't work well. Its knuckles were not as flexible as humans. The ten fingers were always entangled, and soon became anxious.

"Squeak!"

π scratched his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com gave up learning and started typing with two fingers.

Zhang Zi'an held down his hand decisively, "π, don't give up because it's difficult-if you don't develop the correct typing posture and wait for a long time, your fingers will be prone to various joint diseases. "

He doesn't know how big a Word document can be, but he wants to enter millions of numbers. If π has been hit with an incorrect posture, it will be a matter of time before he suffers from knuckle disease.

"Squeak?"

π looked at him suspiciously.

"You can look up your book, it should be written in it." Zhang Zi'an smiled at the nameless book.

π Opened the book in accordance with the words, flipping pages.

After a moment, he put down the book and lowered his head in guilt.

"Squeak."

It's like an apology.