Chapter 256 Strange Stories in Translation Manuscripts
Once upon a time, keyboards have become part of our lives.
Shopping, chatting, blackmailing, learning, typing, programming, playing games, and even if you are flirting with the same or opposite sex online, the efficiency is incomparable to mobile phones.
Click, click.
The soothing keyboard sound, accompanied by a cup of fragrant tea, while checking the information, take a nap in the ocean of "knowledge".
Click click!
The loud and mechanical sound shows your enthusiasm for work.
Click... click.
The hesitant touch of the button is you carefully writing a virtual relationship that may not be reliable.
It doesn’t matter whether the person who is thousands of miles away is a big guy who is picking his feet or a cute lady who has been beautifying her. As long as I think you are communicating with me now, the ‘she/him’ in my mind is enough.
Click! Click! Click!
The powerful thrusts resounded around, and the fingers danced to fully realize your keyboard's potential.
The whole world is wrong, I want to criticize you on behalf of the moon.
Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack!
Looking at the words of failure appearing on the screen, you roar, you are angry, you pound wildly.
Food… Sometimes you really can’t blame the keyboard.
We are melancholy of the noise of the green axis, the bulkiness of the black axis, the invisibility of the red axis, and the uselessness of the tea axis.
But when one day you can operate four keyboards at the same time, I would like to call you...
keyboard warrior!
Xu Fei gritted his back teeth and flew his fingers with one keyboard with one hand.
At the same time, the gate-controlled object technology reached its limit and controlled the other two keyboards.
Because there are a lot of monitors on the computer desk, Xu Fei rarely wore anti-blue light glasses that he used to use when he was working overtime.
One-hearted and two-use, dual-host, three-month monitor and four-keyboard are the extreme working conditions he can withstand.
The left-handed red axis is in English, and the right-handed tea axis is in Fuso.
The noisy blue axes and heavy black axes are used to supplement punctuation and are translating manuscripts frantically.
Rayon held her headset and laptop, sat upright on the sofa and used voice to enter.
From time to time, she turned her beautiful eyes to Xu Fei, showing a dissatisfied look.
The keyboard sound is so noisy, but even so, it is much better than his humming songs.
Outsourcing is very important to be honest.
The construction period is delayed repeatedly. No matter how good the things you make, no one dares to place an order in the future, because timeliness and timeliness affect the overall progress of the project.
More importantly, her little princess attaches great importance to the word agreement.
If the construction fails to be completed on schedule, Lei Yin will definitely be depressed for a long time, and even said that she will feel a certain degree of self-blame.
I had a good plan, but I didn’t know that Brother Xiong didn’t say that he had lost the chain. Yesterday I ate skewers and stayed in for a day, and there was not much time left.
Speaking of Zui Su, Xu Fei was a little depressed.
It would be fine if you drink it and sleep until the morning.
I finally encountered the opportunity to steal a kiss, but of course I didn’t know what happened and fell asleep again! It was simply a shame for a man!
When I woke up again, the furniture in the room had returned to its original location.
Fu Zhexing, Liu Ying and others whispered a few words such as "I won't be tribute to the tribute next month" and "Old Li is too much", and they also left one after another.
Lei Yin sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, watching TV while savoring the fragrant tea.
After seeing him come out, he said indifferently, "You are awake...", as if nothing happened yesterday.
Xu Fei hesitated for a moment, but he stopped talking.
He had a premonition that he would easily get beaten whether he was asking about skewers or things after he went home. So let's forget it.
Speaking of which, I have a lot of money in my bank card. Who helped me pay the bill yesterday?
Anyway, these extraordinary people are rich, so let’s love anyone.
...
At noon, I ordered a few takeaways.
After dinner, Lei Yin began to clean up.
Last night, seven people lay in the living room, five cats and one lynx, which was so messy.
What cat hair, socks that you forgot to wear, disposable water cups, empty wine bottles you brought back, plastic bags left after stealing snacks... they were thrown everywhere.
Xu Fei went to Azhu's house to borrow keyboards and monitors to improve work efficiency. The computer host had already borrowed it last time.
Uncle Zhu is doing a contract team business, and his warehouse is full of conventional construction materials.
Xu Fei also bought a bucket of environmentally friendly latex paint for the roof repair at a cost price.
I still have to live in it and have no time to disperse the smell.
Although environmentally friendly paint also contains a small amount of formaldehyde, at least the smell is not that severe and has little impact on health.
The repair and cleaning work were completed quickly, and then the two received a tactful call from Xiao Tao.
What project schedule is not easy for the boss to explain, R&D and operation are urging her every day, etc.
In short, Xiao Taotao is so pitiful~ Through various complaints, he has the effect of indirect urging.
So, the two began to work hard on translation.
A few days later.
When Rayon read the last French language, he showed a knowing smile.
The work is finally completed.
Turning his head to look at the computer desk, Xu Fei was holding half a pancake in his mouth, and was still busy typing on the keyboard.
Judging from the Fusang language content on the screen, it will take about an hour or two to complete.
Slowly closing his eyes, Lei Yin began to recall the touching stories written in the translated manuscript.
Although I don’t know much about computer games, it will definitely be interesting if I make such a plot into a picture...
Mobile Game: "The Boy Dance with the Dragon" - From Bright's Diary·Youth Chapter.
Hearing the singing.
In the quiet beach at this night.
I threw down the sand castle halfway up and walked towards the source of the sound.
At the age of eleven, I didn't know how to describe this music I had never heard before.
I just felt that wonderfulness was as pleasant as the silver bell I heard last year'Christmas.
My name is Richelle, and I am the second son of the family.
Every summer, the old housekeeper would drive us to the villa on the West Coast to escape the summer.
My father was a well-known local aristocrat, perhaps because he inherited the characteristics of being a commoner mother.
I am different from other siblings’ luxurious blonde hair, with soft black hair.
Therefore, whether in the family or among other noble peers, everyone will mock me as a "mixed man" and a "lower man born to a civilian concubine".
Since I was a child, no one has played with me. The nobles looked down on me, and the civilians have avoided me.
Therefore, the quiet beach at night is a paradise where I don’t have to worry about other people’s eyes to play.
Following the direction of the singing, I gradually drifted away.
Until the lights in the residential area completely disappeared, we came to a deserted coast made of reefs.
The sea surface poured by the moonlight was sparkling, and a beautiful figure sat on the rocks on the sea and sang high.
I walked into the sea and slowly approached there without caring about my clothes.
She has a head of fiery red hair, tied to the sides by two shell-shaped hair accessories, forming a cute double ponytail.
She is only eight or nine years old, and her tender face is filled with a cute smile.
A few pearls dotted with sporadic green swimsuits shine in the moonlight.
The singing stopped, she tilted her head and looked at me thinking, and the dragon tail behind her also seemed to slap the rocks with interest.
"Do you play together? My name is Yilu... My name is Avika, where are you?"
The petite palm stretched over and the girl looked at me with a smile.
He stared at everything that was happening in front of him.
The first time I received an invitation from my peers, and the first time someone showed me a sincere smile.
This is the process of making my first friend and the last time I saw the Dragon.