Chapter 2122 Isn’t the Character Good Enough?

Wen Jin calmed down, put the notebook on the quilt in front of Jing Xiaocha who was sitting on the hospital bed, and said gently, "Try to see if the voice function works first."

Jing Xiaocha nodded lightly.

The heartbeat has not calmed down from the chaos just now, but he instinctively stretched out his left hand to hold the notebook.

Watching Wen Jin walk out of the ward to answer the phone, Jing Xiaocha let out a long breath.

She didn't know if it was her imagination. Something seemed wrong in the atmosphere just now. If there hadn't been that sudden call, what would Brother Wen have done to her?

Thinking of this, she immediately shook her head.

Get rid of some charming thoughts in your mind, how is it possible? The person Brother Wen likes is Sister Ou, and there is no way he wants to do anything to her.

It must be that Brother Wen is too kind to me, so he has random thoughts.

Jing Xiaocha, wake up and stop being sentimental.

After warning himself twice, Wen Ran slid down a little and adjusted his posture.

It's inconvenient to use with my left hand after all, and even using the touch screen seems clumsy.

Opening the document, Jing Xiaocha read the last plot first, and pondered it in his mind for another two minutes. He thought about the next content, but saw that Wen Jin hadn't come in yet.

She tried speaking in her voice.

Maybe it was because I was not used to it at the beginning, but four of the ten words that appeared on the LCD screen were wrong.

It's not a homophone, but a recognition error.

Jing Xiaocha frowned depressedly. She had never used voice coding before, so she was not familiar with this voice coding software.

Just like when I first learned Wubi, I was not only slow but also always wrong.

Then he said two more sentences, and there were still typos in each sentence.

Looking at the words displayed on the screen, Jing Xiaocha felt a little frustrated. He awkwardly moved the mouse cursor with his left hand to correct the typos.

When she usually typed with Wubi, let alone blind typing without looking at the keyboard, she didn't even think about the root of the word. But now she realized that typing with one hand was completely different from typing with two hands.

You still need to remember the root of the word and find the key on the keyboard, that's all.

The most terrible thing is that when she broke down the roots of each word, she couldn't even remember some of them.

It takes thinking to remember.

If she could only type at a snail's pace until her right arm was healed, she would be driven crazy by herself.

It seems unrealistic to type with one hand.

She would be faster if she practiced her pronunciation.

After a comparison, Jing Xiaocha still chose pronunciation, slowing down as much as possible, and enunciating each word clearly and standardly.

In the corridor outside, Wen Jin did not return to the ward immediately after talking on the phone.

Instead, he stood outside the ward and listened quietly to Jing Xiaocha practicing phonetic code words inside the ward. She spoke very slowly, but her voice was soft and gentle, which was particularly nice to hear.

After standing outside the ward for about two minutes, Wen Jin raised his hand and opened the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jing Xiaocha on the hospital bed immediately stopped talking, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her lips pursed slightly as she looked at the notebook.

Move the cursor with your left hand to correct typos.

"How's it going? Is the voice code okay?" Wen Jin seemed not to understand the sentence she just repeated, and asked gently with a smile on his lips.

Jing Xiaocha shook his head, "Maybe it's because I have a bad character and there are always typos in my sentences. Brother Wen, didn't you say that names are easy to make mistakes, but I am prone to making mistakes in every sentence and word."

Wen Jin was amused by her self-defeating words.

With a low laugh, she strode to the hospital bed and reached for the notebook on her lap. Jing Xiaocha opened her mouth to stop her.

But it didn't stop him from watching after all.

It's just that her expression is a little unnatural. Although what she wrote is not something shameful, she didn't let anyone see it like this.

Strangely enough, when she submitted the outline and the first 30,000 words to the editor for review, she didn't feel embarrassed. She uploaded it to the Internet for readers to read, and she felt happy that some people would like it.

Maybe it's because Wen Jin is not a person in the same industry or a reader.

Or maybe it's because in each of her novels, the heroine has her own shadow to some extent...

Wen Jin didn't know the contradiction in Jing Xiaocha's heart. He took the notebook and carefully checked her typos. Unlike Jing Xiaocha's clumsy left hand, he jumped on the keyboard with both hands flexibly and finished these sentences. She corrected all the typos.

He smiled gently at her and said, "I've corrected the typos for you. The reason why you have typos now is because you're not proficient at using them at the beginning. Just practice for a while and it will be fine. If it doesn't work, just do what I just said, you read , let me input it for you.”

"No, I'd better practice my pronunciation."

Jing Xiaocha decided to fight with this voice software to the end.

Wen Jin smiled and nodded, "Okay, you can practice for two days first."

"Brother Wen, you go downstairs and accompany Sister Ou. I'll practice by myself."

Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin with a smile. She didn't want him to sit here and watch.

Wen Jin understood what she meant, looked down at the time on his wrist, and said gently, "You can practice by yourself. I'll be back in a while. If you need anything, just call me."

"I have nothing to do. Brother Wen, you don't have to come again tonight. Go home and rest early."

Jing Xiaocha's words caused Wen Jin's expression to darken slightly, "You don't want to see me that much?"

"No, no, you must be very tired after working all day during the day, and it's so cold. Go home and rest early. There's no need to come up to see me again."

Jing Xiaocha waved and shook his head in explanation.

How could she not want to see Brother Wen? Secretly, she wished that Brother Wen could stay with her for a while longer.

However, she now has to practice her pronunciation and cannot let Brother Wen stay here.

Moreover, Sister Ou needs Brother Wen's care and companionship even more.

Seeing her anxious explanation and fearing that he would misunderstand, Wen Jin smiled again and said, "I will come up to check your results in a moment. If there are typos, you don't need to correct them. You are correcting too slowly with one hand, so I will give you an hour."

The implication is that she can code as many words as she can within an hour. After an hour, she is not allowed to work anymore.

"good."

Jing Xiaocha agreed against his will, but actually wanted to protest. One hour was simply not enough.

Wen Jin saw her duplicity in his eyes and added, "Originally, you have to take a good rest these days. I am making an exception by giving you one hour of working time every day."

"Brother Wen, I know."

Jing Xiaocha behaved like a good child.

Wen Jin couldn't help but soften his tone, "It's good to know. A good boy is obedient."

Putting the notebook back on her quilt, he stroked her head with his big hand, smoothing her fur like a pet, before taking it back, "If you feel tired after holding on for less than an hour, then don't force yourself."