"Li Ye, tell me again about those improvement suggestions from earlier. I'll save them onto a floppy disk and take them with me."
After Great God Ni and Li Ye had discussed improvements to Fengyu Chinese Characters, he did not leave right away. Instead, he kept hold of Li Ye and bombarded him with questions.
Li Ye did not put on the airs of some reclusive master. He simply spoke from the user's perspective, voicing the desire for something "more convenient and faster."
Yet these ideas, utterly ordinary decades later, were absolute "heavenly secrets" in 1987.
Great God Ni stared at Li Ye's mouth while his fingers touch-typed with a clattering click-click-click, entering every word Li Ye said onto the keyboard and saving it to his 1.2MB floppy disk.
In the end, even Li Ye could not withstand Great God Ni's gaze. Half laughing, half crying, he said, "All right, all right, that's really all. If I come up with anything else, I'll definitely tell you first thing."
"Really nothing else?"
"Really nothing else." Li Ye said frankly, "Old Ni, you just need to hold onto one idea: the computers you develop should not be for dedicated typists, but for any high school student to use. That will be enough."
"What?"
Great God Ni froze for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "You mean computers should be popularized among everyone?"
Li Ye snapped his fingers and praised, "Exactly. Old Ni, you really are smart."
Great God Ni frowned. "But... even in the Lighthouse, computers haven't been popularized among everyone."
That was because there was no internet, no ICQ, no online games.
Li Ye said calmly, "We can't always trail behind the Lighthouse and chase after it. If, whenever people mention Fengyu Computer in the future, they immediately realize that it is