Concubine Qin felt very aggrieved and her scalp was tingling.
Anyway, she is not good at studying, so sleeping happily is good for her beauty.
Qin Hongfei only felt sorry for the time wasted by Qin Fei. If it were her, she would have wished that one hour would become two hours. It was a waste, too much of a waste. However, everyone has their own aspirations, and not forcing is also the most basic respect for people. She said, "You go to sleep." After a pause, she said, "Can you sleep with the lights on? If not, I'll go to the living room."
"It's okay." Concubine Qin slept well and didn't mind the lights being on.
Qin Hongfei told her to let her know if it had any impact and she would go out and deal with it herself.
What she wrote were computer parts. Different from ordinary computers, these were used to assemble Tang Xiaojin's computer.
There are laptop computers on the market today, but they are all very bulky, a bit like a fashionable telephone that can read numbers, with a small screen and a heavy body. They have no performance and no features.
It's very troublesome.
She might have to make some software and major equipment by herself, but she didn't have the equipment. If she had the equipment for her own studio in the future, it wouldn't be a problem. She had to make some modifications... Qin Hongfei's mind was working fast and her attention was extremely focused. When she got stuck, she wrote it down and threw it away, wrote it down and threw it away, over and over again, and soon she found the feeling.
Qin Fei was about to go to bed, but when she saw her sister writing so seriously, she couldn't help but lean over to take a look. She had learned a lot from assembling computers during this time and understood some things, such as what the motherboard does and what the CPU does. The time that Fei Fei calculated for her kept coming back to her mind, and she immediately felt resentful.
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After thinking about it, I simply took out the script from my backpack and studied it.
This script was for a new film, but it had nothing to do with her. All the actors were very important, so she only got a very small supporting role in the script. She just flipped through it with a look-see attitude. She read through the characters and was gradually attracted by the role of a beautiful maid and began to study it.
Qin Hongfei kept writing until one o'clock in the morning before she stopped. The longer she wrote, the longer Qin Fei studied. The two sisters fell asleep together.
At dawn.
Qin Hongfei got up at seven o'clock. Xia Shangxu said that he would take them to see the location of the Internet cafe. In the afternoon, when she was eating, she found that the person who cooked today was replaced by Shou, and there were two bottles of medicinal wine at the place where she usually sat, with a small note on it. She recognized it as Tang Xiaojin's.
"Is Tang Xiaojin not done with his work yet?" Qin Hongfei asked casually.
"No." He put down the breakfast with a stern face, and seemed to be angry, making the plate bang.
Qin Hongfei ignored her. No one would pay attention to her, even if she was venting her anger on him.
You're not a baby, you need someone to coax you.
She bit her breakfast and swallowed it with difficulty the moment it entered her mouth, then drank some water.
The first time I saw her action, I decided to beat her to death if she dared to complain that the food was not tasty.
But Qin Hongfei didn't complain. What was there to complain about? The food was good enough. She didn't cook it herself, so she shouldn't complain when expecting others to cook it. She understood this principle. While there was still time, she took out her notebook and wrote the initial configuration of the notebook in one night. But there was one thing missing: the display screen.
Display screens of this era are bulky, heavy, and not high definition.
A lot of questions.
It's not that it can't be used, but it would be best if there is a better one.
Qin Hongfei suddenly thought of Yangcheng and knocked on the table. She didn't want to pay attention to her, but she didn't care and asked directly, "If I go to Yangcheng to buy a high-definition screen, can I buy it?"
Back in the 1990s, she became rich through scientific research
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