A group of friends sat and chatted N years ago. One of them told a legend:
A long time ago, when I used Win98, my system crashed because I was a computer idiot and my friend introduced me to a master who helped me to repair my computer.
He looked at the computer and asked me if I had a 98 disk. I said no.
He thought for a moment and asked me to give him a landline call. I wanted to ask him what to do with a computer call, but he was a master. If I couldn't say anything, he would just pull the phone out and give it to him.
He connected an empty telephone line to a computer's Jack, and then entered dos. Then he started to press the keys on the phone constantly. He pressed the keys very quickly, however, I only press the keys 0 and 1. I don't know how to use them, but I dare not ask. After reading these two keys for more than half an hour, he keeps pressing them, I gradually got a little sleepy. I asked him how long it would take. He said it would take a few hours. I poured him a cup of tea and went to bed next door.
When I woke up, I saw that it had been more than four hours. I got up next door and saw him debugging in 98. After a while, he said, you should try, I sat down in the chair and used it for a moment. It was really good. I didn't know the computer at the time. Thanks to others, I went away.
Later, I gradually learned about my computer and finally learned about it. At that time, the master compiled a 98 system using machine language. Then I asked my friend about the whereabouts of the master, my friend said that after I went to IBM a few years ago, there was no news ......
I miss him very much. If anyone meets me, send me a text message ......
After he finished speaking, another girl asked, "Is it true ?" Everyone laughed again.