"Bullshit, do I need you two to hold me back? It's good enough that you two don't hold me back." Yang Yi retorted.
The three of them started talking to each other quickly.
Because it was too noisy, Lin Xiaoman put on some headphones and wrote a small program by himself. This world was probably at the level of 2000, when mobile phones were still keypad phones and PC games were still the world.
The small program that the original owner was making was a small game similar to Minesweeper.
It's of no value, just a practice piece.
In the S-level world, Lin Xiaoman didn't dare to take too big a step, so he maintained the original owner's progress and first practiced with this small game to get a feel for it. Computers seemed like something from another world, and he hadn't touched one for hundreds of years.
Pilibala, my hands were typing on the keyboard quickly, and slowly, the feeling of being a great god came back.
She was so addicted to typing code that time passed by and someone patted her on the shoulder.
Taking his eyes off the code, Lin Xiaoman glanced at Song Qing beside him and took off his headphones.
"Old Five, it's time to stop. Class is about to start."
Well, glancing at the time, there were still 15 minutes before class. "Got it." Lin Xiaoman replied, decisively exited the program, and then turned off the computer.
I took the textbook and picked up my phone, and there were several text messages accumulated in my message box.
As he walked, Lin Xiaoman checked out several M-Zone ads and a confession, "Huo Moyu, I like you!! - Shen Shining."
Who is this?
Don’t know.
"I'm sorry, I don't like you."
Lin Xiaoman followed the original owner's usual style, replied briefly, then deleted and blocked him!
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