Gu Tong tossed aside the phone and headed towards the computer, muttering to herself, "Definitely not my real dad, I must have been picked up from the trash bin!"
In the Li Family's bedroom, there were always corresponding computers prepared, and their dormitory was no exception.
Gu Tong pressed the power button on the computer and tapped her index finger on the desk intermittently.
However, the old machine's booting speed was slow, and the sound of the case was quite loud.
Computers from the nineties were like this; neither their performance nor speed could keep up, and they would often freeze.
Having gotten used to advanced touchscreen computers, using this so-called high-spec old machine, Gu Tong felt utterly powerless.
It seemed she needed to communicate a bit more with Xia Xi, the little classmate, after all, Xia Xi was an electronics whiz, and these basic problems should have been solved long ago.
