"Well, what's wrong, maybe you wrote it." Mu Qingxin glanced at Wangsi and drank fruit tea. Well, it tastes delicious. This one is made from hawthorn slices.
"Your words" Wangsi looked at them one by one, with admiration shining in his eyes.
"Wow, I didn't expect that Xinxin, your calligraphy is so good." Locke stretched his head to look, and was surprised.
"Let me take a look. It's true. Xinxin, your handwriting is actually angular." Darren took one and said.
Immediately, everyone took one and admired it, praising Mu Qingxin's beautiful calligraphy.
The interstellar writing is different from what Mu Qingxin was familiar with in her previous life. Mu Qingxin has read the history of the development of interstellar writing. When humans came to the interstellar from Blue Star, they had different countries, different languages, political ideas and so on. They are all different, so in order to unite as one, some people initially proposed a unified language and unified writing. Later, they came into contact with other races in the interstellar world. Slowly, humans created another language, which is equivalent to abandoning the language that everyone was familiar with before. , start learning the interstellar language, so everyone starts from scratch and relearns the language. The writing is also similar to the Chinese oracle bone inscriptions, with more circles and circles. This is also familiar to some races in the interstellar, so humans also learn it again.
Later, as human beings multiplied and multiplied more and more, writing gradually began to develop. After thousands of years of evolution, today's simple writing has horizontal and vertical lines, without too complicated horizontal bends and hooks. The most strokes in the font are six strokes, and of course there are symbols instead. In short, in Mu Qingxin's opinion, this font is simply a fusion of the writing characteristics of previous countries.
In her previous life, Mu Qingxin was alone for a long time. In addition to coding, she also developed many interests. One of them was quite decent, which was her handwriting. Her handwriting had been very beautiful since she was a child. Later, In order to make her handwriting more tangible, she searched for some copybooks by famous writers on the Internet, printed them out and set aside an hour a day to practice. As a result, her handwriting is now graceful, round and round, fresh and elegant.
"Xinxin, your handwriting is so beautiful." Dongfang Ling looked at Mu Qingxin in admiration.
"It's okay," Mu Qingxin said modestly. Since coming to Interstellar, she has never had the chance to write. This is the first time.
Mu Qingxin found that in the interstellar world, there were very few opportunities for handwriting. If it hadn't been for the handwriting required by instructor Zi Jinfu this time, she probably wouldn't have been able to write with a pen.
The functions of the optical brain are so advanced and complete that if you don’t want to type, you can use spoken words. The optical brain directly translates the spoken words into text, and the accuracy is 99%. This is the advantage of intelligence.
"Xinxin, you are so good at handwriting. You managed to write so much in just one night. It's amazing." Bailiyan once again looked at Mu Qingxin with admiring eyes. Although Xinxin was tall and short, she was very powerful. During the military training, He knew it then, but now he can write so well. For interstellar people who have difficulty in writing, Mu Qingxin is simply a master.
Mu Qingxin didn't understand why the eyes of these people looking at her instantly turned into admiration. It was almost the same as when they saw her making delicious meals. Isn't it just writing? Everyone can do it. To write well, you just need to practice more.
What Mu Qingxin doesn't know is that after thousands of years, there are no copybooks in the interstellar world, let alone people who can write well. Now that technology is so advanced, who would waste time writing? As long as it can be expressed and the words can be read, it is good. Besides, if you can't write it, you can also use the optical brain to write it. Mu Qingxin's handwriting is simply a miraculous existence.
"I want to take pictures and post them." Dongfang Ling put the paper in his hand on the table, took several pictures of the paper, and took a few pictures of the pile of homework. He sat on the sofa and started to post.
"I want to send it too, I want to send it too"
Several other people put down the paper in their hands, put together all the homework written by Mu Qingxin, spread it out, and took pictures.
The content of everyone's photos is the same, but the angles are different, and the content of their posts is also different.
Please call me queen "I was surprised to find a master-level font. My family's heart is written so well, which makes me like and admire her even more. Picture attached."
Little Princess Mercury "Xinxin's calligraphy is so beautiful, I seem to have kept it, but this is the homework that Xinxin will give to the tutor tomorrow. I was momentarily jealous that the tutor could get Xinxin's calligraphy, but it's okay. I live with Xinxin. You can ask her to write me a few words and attach a picture to me.”
“Not only can I make delicious food, but I can also play nice songs, and I can also write good calligraphy, which makes me feel inferior to the pictures.”
"Our hearts are so powerful. Although we are short, we can always burst out with great energy from our small bodies, frightening everyone. Picture attached."
"Oh my god, I'm going to start worshiping. Picture attached."
Several people posted posts to the forum one after another. Everyone was immersed in the Star Network for a while, looking at their replies and laughing from time to time.
"Ding"
Mu Qingxin's optical brain kept prompting, because she added each of them, and everyone posted posts, and the optical brain directly prompted. Looking at the posts above, Mu Qingxin covered her face and smiled helplessly, and everyone below She also took a look at the replies, but she didn't expect that they were all words of praise, which made her feel embarrassed, because in her previous life, her handwriting was not good at all, and she could only say it was beautiful.
Seeing that everyone was silent and just scrolling through posts, Mu Qingxin looked left and right, feeling very bored for a moment. The current state was like that of people who were dominated by mobile phones in their previous lives. They scrolled through their mobile phones at gatherings and while walking. , I use my mobile phone at work and I use my mobile phone when I sleep.
Thinking about the class tomorrow, Mu Qingxin couldn't help but sigh.
Shui Huanyi put away his optical brain and happened to hear Mu Qingxin's sigh. He looked over and saw Mu Qingxin holding her chin in one hand with a worried look on her face. Shui Huanyi asked curiously, "Xinxin , what’s wrong with you?”
When Mu Qingxin heard Shui Huanyi's question, she sat up straight and smiled sheepishly, "It's nothing. I just have a headache when I think about class tomorrow, and tomorrow's instructors will be more strict."
After hearing this, Shui Huanyi put a smile on his face, "Don't worry, the instructors are quite strict at the beginning, just to establish prestige for the students. It will get better after a while."
"Well, I hope so."