Chapter 543 Correct Posture

Zhang Zian brewed tea and brought the old tea downstairs.

The pet store just entering the New Year is a bit deserted, but this is normal. Students in this period are preparing for final exams, office workers are fighting for year-end bonuses, and retirees who have nothing to do are unwilling to go out in such cold weather.

After this period of time, it will be fine. By the time of the Lunar New Year, the children will have a lot of lucky money in their hands. good money.

Lu Yiyun has already started to draw. She has been a little mysterious recently and is very sensitive to her own paintings. Whenever Zhang Zian passes by the cashier, she will quickly switch the interface, which makes Zhang Zian involuntarily Suspicion—could it be that she sold her integrity for money, and is drawing anime welfare pictures for those dead houses?

Lao Cha and Richard were watching TV, Fina and Snow Lion were full, and fell asleep on the cat climbing frame, even Fei Masi was sleeping, the most vigilant person in the pet store was Zhan Tian, Squat outside like a doorman, shoulder to shoulder with the statue of the cat god.

Ever since she knew that Zhan Tian was a retired police dog, its existence made Lu Yiyun feel at ease.

Seeing Zhang Zian passing by, Zhan Tian stood up and stared at him expectantly.

"Wait a while before going out to play," he said to it, and it squatted down again.

Zhang Zian poured the tea into the old tea's push-type thermos - although this kind of thermos is not the most insulated, it is the most convenient for old tea to use.

"Meow~"

He was about to go upstairs to the kitchen with an empty teapot when he heard Xinghai yell behind him.

Turning his head, Xinghai looked at him with silver-gray eyes blinking, and said, "Meow ~ Zian, is π okay?"

Zhang Zian smiled and said, "π is pretty good, it just told me an incredible thing."

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

"By the way," Zhang Zian lowered his voice, and asked, "Does Xinghai know about π's book?"

Xinghai nodded, "Meow ~ Xinghai has seen you before."

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

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

Fuck!

Zhang Zian was startled,

The most powerful book on earth?

Although he already knew that this book was all-encompassing, how could it be selected by Xinghai as the most powerful book on Earth?

Xinghai tilted his head and thought for a while, then added: "Meow~ It might not be the strongest on other planets."

Well, other planets have nothing to do with me.

For such unimaginable things, Zhang Zian left them behind in a very carefree manner, and returned upstairs with the kettle in his hand.

The excitement of π passed, and he sat in front of the computer again, typing PI over and over again in the search bar of the browser.

When it saw Zhang Zian approaching, it was just a little shy, not as evasive as before.

"π, this search engine has a maximum length limit, if you want to type pi, I'll install a word processing software for you." Zhang Zian suggested.

π didn't seem to understand, his brown eyes behind the pince-nez blinked, and he flipped open the book. After a while, it happily closed the book and got out of the way in front of the computer.

"Squeak!"

Well, Zhang Zian guessed that this was asking him to install the software.

This old computer had its system reinstalled, and then it was shelved by Zhang Zian, with nothing in it—this happened after the arrival of the elves, mainly because they wanted to destroy the bodies of the big sisters in the hard disk, so as not to embarrass themselves .

Zhang Zian searched and found the original office suit that he bought before. Although the version is quite old, it is still no problem to make a pi or something.

Insert the CD into the CD-ROM drive, and after a long process of reading the CD, the office word processing suite is correctly installed.

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

Zhang Zian pressed the number keys, typed 3.1415926 in the document, then moved to another sofa by himself, and asked π to sit back in front of the computer and continue typing.

"Squeak!"

π excitedly put the book on the coffee table, stretched out his hands, and pressed different number keys on the keyboard in sequence.

The unnamed book is located between it and Zhang Zian, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can get it, but he resists his curiosity with twelve points of perseverance, and tries not to read that book, but concentrates on watching pi and pi—although This is really boring, and the endless numbers make people dizzy.

However, since π is able to do this, it means that he is somewhat at ease with him, right?

After a while, he noticed that π's typing posture was not right, similar to that of Mr. Zhou he met in the library—Mr. Zhou used one-finger Zen, while π was slightly better, using two-finger Zen, using only the left and right hands Typing with your index finger is very inefficient.

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

"π, your typing posture is wrong." He reminded aloud.

"Squeak?"

π paused typing and stared at him in bewilderment.

"Shall I show you the correct posture?" he asked for its consent.

"Squeak!"

π moved to the side.

Zhang Zian sat down in front of the computer again, corrected his posture, and put his ten fingers on the keyboard.

"π, look at my two index fingers, which are located exactly on the two keys of F and J. There are small bumps on these two keys, so that your index fingers can just touch them when they are still."

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

"Squeak?"

After the demonstration, π imitated Zhang Zian's posture and tried it himself, but it didn't hit it smoothly, its knuckles were not as flexible as humans, and its ten fingers were always entangled, and it became anxious after a while.

"Squeak!"

π scratched his head, gave up studying, and started typing with two fingers.

Zhang Zian firmly held down its hand, "π, don't give up just because it's difficult—if you don't develop the correct typing posture, your fingers will be prone to various joint diseases after typing for a long time. "

He doesn't know how big a Word document can be, but he thinks it's no problem to type millions of numbers. If π keeps typing with incorrect posture, he will suffer from knuckle disease sooner or later.

"Squeak?"

Pi looked at him suspiciously.

"You can check your book, it should be written in it." Zhang Zian pointed to the unnamed book and smiled.

π opened the book as promised, flipping the pages.

After a while, it put down the book and lowered its head guiltily.

"Squeak."

As if apologizing.