Chapter 292: Font

"Well, what's the problem is that you wrote it." Mu Qingxin glanced at Wangsi and drank the fruit tea. Well, it's delicious. This is made of hawthorn slices.
"Your words" Vance looked at one by one, his eyes flashing with admiration.
"Wow, I didn't expect your heart to be so good." Locke stretched his head and looked at it, surprised.
"Let me take a look, it's true, your words are still angular," Darren said, taking a picture.
Immediately, everyone took a picture and appreciated it, admiring the beauty of Mu Qingxin's writing.
The text of the interstellar is different from what Mu Qingxin is familiar with in the previous life. Mu Qingxin has seen the history of the development of interstellar writing. When humans came to the interstellar from the blue star, because of the different countries, different languages, and political ideas. They are all different, so in order to be united, someone proposed to unify the language and the writing, and then came into contact with other races in the interstellar, and slowly human beings created another language, which is equivalent to abandoning the language that everyone is familiar with before. , Began to learn interstellar language, so that everyone started from scratch and re-learned the language. The text was also similar to the style of Chinese Oracle, with more circles. This is also familiar to some races in interstellar, so humans also relearn.
Later, more and more human beings multiplied, and the writing gradually began to develop. After thousands of years of evolution, the simple writing of today is also horizontal and vertical, without too complicated horizontal bending hooks. The strokes with the largest number of fonts are six strokes, and of course there are symbols instead. In Mu Qingxin's view, this type of font is simply a combination of the characters of previous countries.
In her previous life, Mu Qingxin had been alone for a long time. In addition to code words, she also developed a lot of interest. One of them was pretty decent, and that was her handwriting. Her handwriting was very beautiful since she was a child. In order to make her writing more tangible, she specifically searched for some famous copybooks on the Internet, and printed it out and took out one hour to practice every day. Therefore, the characters she wrote now are not lacking in both roundness and freshness.
"Xinxin, your handwriting is so beautiful" Dongfang Ling looked at Mu Qingxin in admiration.
"It's okay," Mu Qing said modestly. After coming to StarCraft, she has never had the opportunity to write by hand. This is the first time.
Mu Qingxin found that in the interstellar, there were very few opportunities for handwriting. If it were not for the handwriting requested by the teacher Zi Jinfu this time, she would not be able to write with a pen.
The functions of the optical brain are too advanced and fully equipped. I don't want to type manually. You can use what you say, and the spoken words are directly translated into text, and the accuracy rate is 99%. This is the advantage of intelligence.
"Xinxin, you write so well, it took only one night to write so much. It's amazing." Bai Liyan once again looked at Mu Qingxin with admiring eyes. Although his heart is tall and short, his strength is very powerful. At that time, he knew it, and now that the characters are written so well, to the interstellar who has difficulty in writing, Mu Qingxin is simply a master.
Mu Qingxin didn’t understand why these people’s eyes instantly turned into admiration. It was almost the same as the gaze every time they saw her making a delicious meal. It’s not just writing, everyone can If you write good words, just practice more.
What Mu Qingxin didn’t know was that there had been no copybooks in the interstellar that had passed thousands of years, let alone people who wrote well. Now that technology is so advanced, who would waste that time writing? As long as you can express it, you can see what you are writing. Besides, you can use your light brain to write if you can't. And Mu Qingxin's words are a miraculous existence.
"I want to take a picture and post a post" Dongfang Ling put the paper in his hand on the table, patted it several times, and took a few pictures of the stack of homework, and then sat on the sofa and started posting.
"I want to post, I also post"
Several other people put down the paper in their hands, put together all the homework written by Mu Qingxin, spread them out, and took photos.
The content of each person's photo is the same, but the angle is different, and the content of the post is also different.
Please call me the queen "Jingxian master-level fonts, my heart is written so well, so I like to admire her more pictures"
The little princess Mercury "Xinxin's words are too good to look at. I seem to have collected them, but this is an assignment that Xinxin will give to the tutor tomorrow. I was jealous that the tutor could get Xinxin's words, but fortunately, I live with Xinxin. I You can ask her to write me a few words and give me pictures"
"Not only can I make delicious food, but I can also play good songs, and I can write a good handwriting. It makes me sigh inferior to the photos."
"Our hearts are so powerful. Although we are short, we can always burst out big energy in our small bodies, scaring everyone with pictures"
"Oh my god, I'm going to start worshipping the photos"
Several people posted posts to the forum. Everyone was immersed in the star network for a while, watching their replies, laughing from time to time.
"Ding"
Mu Qingxin’s Guangbrain reminders kept on, because she added each of them, everyone posted posts, Guangbrain directly gave the prompt. Looking at the above posts, Mu Qingxin covered his face and smiled helplessly, while everyone below She also glanced at her reply, but she didn't expect that they were all compliments. She felt embarrassed when she said it, because in the previous life she couldn't get her words at all, she could only say it was pretty.
Seeing that everyone stopped talking, just reading the posts, Mu Qingxin looked left and right. She felt very bored for a while. The current state is like people who were dominated by mobile phones in their previous lives. They swiped their phones at gatherings and swiped while walking. , Swipe mobile phone at work, swipe mobile phone at sleep
Thinking of class tomorrow, Mu Qing couldn't help sighing "Oh" for tomorrow's class.
Shui Huanyi put away the light brain, and just heard Mu Qingxin's sigh. After looking over, she saw Mu Qingxin's worried watch with her chin in one hand. Shui Huanyi asked curiously, "Xinxin ,what happened to you"
When Mu Qingxin heard Shui Huanyi's question, she sat up straight and smiled embarrassedly, "It's nothing, I just think that tomorrow will be in class, and tomorrow's tutors will be a little harsher, so I have a headache."
After hearing this, Shui Huanyi raised a smile on his face, "Don't worry, the tutors are strict at first, just to establish prestige for the students, and it will be fine after a while."
"Well, I hope so"