After the first New Year in Beijing, Jiang Nan calculated her days and found that it was time for school to start again. However, she was not disgusted with her school career, and it was impossible for her to complain to her brothers and sisters in her family, "The winter vacation is too short." "You can do it, no matter how you say it, you have been playing for fifteen days, and you don't look at us, and you make up for the lessons until the 29th"... and so on a series of complaints that children will have at this stage.

"This is for you, but don't compete with me for the computer when I get home later." The girl handed a beautifully packaged box in her hand to Jiang Ying. Her cousin was stunned and then widened her eyes in surprise: "Sister, this was brought back by my second aunt from abroad. If you say no, just don't want it?"

"It's just cosmetics, I don't love these, you know." Jiang Nan smiled and reminded again: "I agreed that I'm not allowed to compete with me for computers!"

Jiang Ying's parents are not unable to afford this kind of electronic product. In fact, as long as the parents in this family are willing, every child can have his own computer. However, the reality is that in addition to Long Yuan who has entered university, only Jiang Nan has his own computer. The other children can only please this sister (sister) with envious eyes, so that they can kill a red ring on it, or StarCraft and other games.

It can't be considered too happy, because you can only fight with the computer on the computer, and there is no way to fight for three hundred rounds like in an Internet cafe.

"What is so important? Sister, have you given me all such expensive cosmetics?" Jiang Ying smiled sly, and looked at Jiang Nan with a strange look: "Is it that Yang... Yang... foreigner?"

Seeing that his cousin was irritated, Jiang Ying jumped aside and grimaced: "I knew it. It must be him, okay. I won't argue with you, okay."

"You shouldn't have argued with me at first. If you want to use a computer, you can ask the aunt to buy you one quickly." Jiang Nan curled her lips at the sister in anger.

Long Yuan's computer is placed at his own home. Even if his younger brothers and sisters come to the house, they will only occupy the afternoon. However, Jiang Nan's computer is indeed placed in the old lady's residence. Almost every weekend, he has to deal with the naughty boys' silly face. Even in normal times, he has to allocate half of his time with Jiang Ying. In the end, a girl with such a good temper can't help but complain that the computer is her thing or everyone's public goods.

"I know, I know, I shouldn't it be. Isn't this the damn math? If this course hadn't dragged me down, my other subjects would have reached the standard of selling computers. My mother is also a scheming person, and she always has high scores in mathematics. I am a liberal arts student, what's the use of learning mathematics so well? Do you have to use it every day after graduation?" After Jiang Ying agreed a few words, she couldn't help but point the firepower at her mother.

The two girls walked home and walked onto the not-so-wide but extremely flat road under the traffic light. Down jackets and tourist shoes formed simple pencil-like lines under the sky at dusk.

When she got home, Jiang Nan turned on the computer as soon as possible and waited for the screen after the computer was turned on. In this now-called expensive machine, she had contact tools for her and her friends from afar. Life always needed some surprises and adjustments, and this is where the girl no longer felt that life in the north was so difficult.

The blue picture lit up, and the window cāo system produced by the software company on the other side of the ocean made her hate the old doscāo system in school, which could only respond to those lines of commands and then respond to them. Although the girl is absolutely smart, just like that kind of pure science and engineering, especially the basic level of computer application principles, Jiang Nan is no different from the female students in the school, and she is not very good at using it. But now, looking at the icons that she clicked on, it seems that Yuezhou, which is thousands of miles away, has become clearer because of this small computer software.

While clicking on icq, she kept dialing up and surfing the Internet. Soon, the avatar that represented her was lit up. There were not many people on it, but a few were added a little. Because of the problem of alphabetical sorting, the first one at the top was not Yang Yi, but Mr. Fat, and the next one was another girl with a good relationship. The third one was her cousin Jiang Ying, and the next one was Yang Yi's name that started with the word "y".

Usually, at this time, the two of them would send a smiley symbol as soon as they saw each other go online. Jiang Nan didn't understand it at first, but when he saw Yang Yi's "^_^" composed of characters, he was surprised and asked the boy repeatedly what he did. Later, after he understood the way of playing, he regarded this expression as his common greeting.

The distance of thousands of miles becomes no longer far in just a blink of an eye.

But it seemed that the guy had something to do. At twelve o'clock noon, he wasn't online? Jiang Nan took a sip of hot milk tea. This was a drink that just rose up at the school gate after the beginning of this year. The signboard also had the name of "silk stockings milk tea", which made many students who didn't understand the situation in the treasure island complain about this name. However, the good taste quickly conquered the boys and girls of this era, and many young boys would whisper to the girl they liked: "Would you like to invite you to have milk tea tonight?"

When Yang Yi was not here, Jiang Nan had no fixed purpose, but began to browse the web. However, the first thing she opened was Yang Yi Culture's Yanhuan Network.

"No update." The girl shook her head in a little disappointed manner. She was chasing a novel called "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", which was fascinating. If one year ago, no, even half a year ago, if someone told her that you would be obsessed with online novels, Jiang Nan would not sneer too much, and would still smile with a negative smile, but now, this kind of waiting has become the best activity to pass the time while chatting with Yang Yi.

Jiang Nan did not mention the story of chasing novels on the website created by the boy. She thought this behavior was a bit funny, but there was also a kind of small feelings and secrets that secretly followed the other party, which was a very simple beauty.

After a while, He Qifang knocked on the door and walked in. The old lady didn't go to work today, which was a rare situation for her. Generally speaking, Jiang Nan could see her grandmother's time mostly when she finished her meal and went to the table. However, she saw the fruit plate in her hand. She didn't know what to say.

Since the last time the Zhang family's uncles and nephews visited, the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren has become very subtle. It is said that the competition is inconsistent with water and fire, but it almost returned to the first day when Jiang Nan was forced to return to the capital.

Looking at the girl's face, the old man said nothing, but put the fruit plate in her reach, and then turned his gaze to the computer screen: "Why do you turn on the computer as soon as you come back at noon and have a good rest? Now you are energetic and can't take a nap after eating later."

Jiang Nan knew that her grandmother was very delicate because of her work relationship. Therefore, when she entered the door, she trembled her hands and minimized the IQ interface to the taskbar under the computer. But in fact, when He Qifang asked, her heart was already tightening invisibly. Especially with the attention of the old man, she felt that her heartbeat was much faster.

Although the software interface is minimized to the taskbar, the dialog box with Yang Yi did not have time to close. If her meticulous grandmother was curious for a moment and wanted to see what she usually did with the computer, she just needed to gently drag the mouse and then everything would be exposed.

"Find some information and go down to read the news immediately." Jiang Nan knew that only this could be said now, and there was a higher chance of diverting the old man's attention. Because this is He Qifang's request for his grandchildren, the news broadcast at noon and at night every day at 12 o'clock. If any child pays more attention, then the decision waiting for him is the old man's not obvious but he does show a gratitude.

He Qifang did nod and was about to turn around and leave, but for some reason, he turned around and looked at the girl's computer, pointed to the dialog box below and asked, "What is this? Is it also a computer software?"

Jiang Nan's back was already tense, but when faced with the old man's clear-minded question, she still clicked with her mouse and said, "A software for sending and receiving messages can greet people who are also surfing the Internet abroad and learn foreign languages."

The old man raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Now the computer functions are so powerful, you can find foreigners to learn foreign languages ​​at will? We elderly people cannot accept it, and it depends on you young people. However, learning foreign languages ​​is a good thing. You can hurry up, but you should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

"Yeah, I understand." Jiang Nan nodded, and his hand that had been white on the other side of his body also relaxed.

He Qifang stopped asking questions, but actually walked outside: "Then you continue to study. After a while, I heard Mrs. Zhang call and then come down to have lunch."

Seeing the old man close the door and go out, Jiang Nan felt that his feet were cold because of the moment of shock.

However, until the nanny below called for dinner, Jiang Nan could not wait until the boy was online. Finally, she sent a message quietly, confirming that Yang Yi was indeed not online, she clicked the small fork that closed the software in a bit disappointed. Looking at the small hourglass that kept turning up and down after confirming that the computer was turned off, the girl said lightly in her heart that she would say goodbye next time, and then she turned back without feeling and walked downstairs.

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Chapter completed!