In Shencheng No. 1 Middle School, in the sound of reading aloud, Li Yiming was almost dragged and staggered down the stairs, the sun shone on his face, all sweaty, and his trance thoughts made him almost trip over the steps.

"Hurry up!" the homeroom teacher mentioned vigorously, and his tone was very unhappy.

Li Yiming raised his head, not far in front of him, there was the president's office, and on the side was the academic affairs office, he shook it slightly, his body tried to lean against the railing, and a feeling of extreme resistance rose in his heart.

I... What did you do wrong?

Li Yiming was at a loss, he knew the future, but he didn't know anything about the present.

Standing by the door, the sunlight shining behind the head teacher, in the dimly lit room, the headmaster, the dean, and a police uncle, the fear in his heart made him clutch to the door frame, and his body retreated to the side.

Chaotic thoughts, regretful emotions, restless speculations, head... It hurts!

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Monday, September 2, 1985, fine.

The second day of the new semester is my birthday.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, and it's a third of the way today, and no one says happy birthday to me.

The only person who knows that today is my birthday is my father, Li Jianguo.

He prepared me a traditional double egg noodle soup breakfast with a large fried straight and hard fried dough stick, which will be spewed out by netizens after many years.

But now, it represents parents' expectations of their children's academic performance, eggs are zero, and two eggs are two zeros, so a certain food is needed to represent one, and the father chose the fritters fried by Old Man Lin.

The first time I saw it, I noticed its particularly beautiful right-handed double helix structure,...... It took me a long time to be sure that not all churros are double helix structures, only the churro shop on West Street.

Old man Lin has a history of frying fritters for 35 years, and he always likes to turn the fritters to the right into a twisted shape before getting out of the oil pot, and his personal hobby gives him a certain mysterious connection with the great structure of life.

Just 33 years ago, 25-year-old James Watson and 37-year-old Francis Crick saw a X-ray diffraction photograph of DNA crystals taken by the female scientist Franklin in November 1951.

Not only did they confirm that the DNA must be a helix, but they also analyzed the helix parameters and determined that the phosphate group formed the skeleton of two polynucleotide chains on the outer side of the helix, in opposite directions, and that the bases corresponded to each other on the inside of the helix.

Such a structure is in line with mechanical and theological principles, because only in this way is the stress inside the DNA minimized, and only then does the spiral escalator of the minaret of the church make sense.

That year, Watson was a freshly out of school, and Crick was a drifting physicist who didn't understand genetics. However, it was these two men who rewrote the history of biology.

Their research results have been hailed as important scientific discoveries comparable to Darwin's theory of evolution and Mendel's laws of inheritance. They won the Nobel Prize in 1962, and Franklin, who took the picture, got nothing.

Old man Lin has fried fried fritters all his life, and he didn't know that he was only one paper away from the peak of his life.

There are many people on this street who have eaten fritters with a right-handed double helix structure for 30 years, and none of them have ever thought of writing a paper on the structure of DNA, and they may not have heard of Nature, Science, or Cell in their lifetime...... I didn't have the opportunity to tell everyone the story of my great discovery!

Seeing that I was in a daze for too long in the fritters, my father decisively told me: Yiming, I must study hard every day in the new semester!

I didn't know if I should make a wish on the noodles or whether I would blow on the fritters or the bowl after making the wish, but I just hummed and ate the noodles as usual.

In fact, I want to know what the birthday cake looks like, what it tastes like when eaten with cream, chocolate and fruit, and whether it is really possible to make a wish come true by blowing out candles and closing my eyes to the accompaniment of happy birthday songs.

It's my birthday, no cake, no candles, no one sings happy birthday to me, and I don't make a wish!

So, everything is different......

Before the morning reading class was over, I was taken to the principal's office by the homeroom teacher, Mr. Chen, where the director of teaching and the principal were there, as well as an uncle who was a police officer.

They looked at each other, their faces were heavy, and they made me feel uneasy......

It was as if I heard someone in the air asking: Is life always so hard, or is it just childhood?

Matilda and Leo don't have that of their lines when they talk, so... Is it because the plot has changed?!

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"Hurry up and come in!"

Teacher Chen dragged Li Yiming into the room with force, and then shook his hand to express his disgust.

"Principal, director, he is Li Yiming!" Teacher Chen said sadly.

The three old men in the room began to squint their eyes like beasts, and looked carefully at the boy who had just entered puberty.

Thin and white, with short hair and sweaty mess.

Because of the development, the coarse cloth shirt on the body became short and ill-fitting, the army-green belt hung softly from the waist, and the half-worn pants with light patches exposed the entire ankle, which was obviously short.

But it's also what most kids in school dress up at, and it's not surprising that most people only have two new outfits a year.

On his feet was a pair of arrowroot-colored plastic sandals, with at least four traces of saw blade welding, and this dress was like a refractor to peek out of his home, ordinary.

"Are you Li Yiming?" the principal asked.

Li Yiming moved his mouth without making a sound, and nodded reluctantly, fear will make people lose control, for example, you may not feel your body, find yourself weak, and you will fall to the ground at any time, how good it would be if you could have a chair to sit on at this time......

No one asked Li Yiming to sit down, and neither did Teacher Chen, she nodded to the principal, walked to the table and stood, so that Li Yiming was alone facing the four adults opposite, and he felt that he was about to run out of breath.

The principal took out the key to open the phone box, picked up the microphone and began to dial, and the room was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

There is only one black telephone in the whole school, and there is a large turntable on the front, and if you want to dial, you have to insert your finger into the hole of a certain number, and then pull it clockwise all the way down.

Wow~

Hiss~

Every time he tossed the dial, there was a strange and mysterious sound, and Li Yiming's eyes were staring at his toes at first, and then slowly turned to the phone.

Have you reached the point where you can open the phone box and use the phone?!

A strange idea popped up in his mind again: It is very expensive to install a phone now, it costs more than three or four thousand yuan, and it will cost 10,000 yuan in a few years, but in another ten years, there will be a mobile phone on the street that you can grab in your hand, and that thing is called a mobile phone...

In another 20 years, there will be a very famous mobile phone brand called Apple... And millet produced by the Chinese themselves ... Huawei... Hammer...

Apple is not just a fruit, it is also an American technology company, it has a very awesome founder named Joe Budie, what does this mean by awesome?

It seems to mean that it is very powerful, but Joe is still dead because he is so awesome that he thinks he can cure pancreatic cancer by meditating...... But everyone is basically equal in the face of death, hundreds of millions of fortunes will not allow people to live for another 500 years, and the family may die young.

At this time, the bell rings outside the window, followed by the upbeat march of the athletes, which is to call the children downstairs to the playground for morning exercises.

The oppressive atmosphere in the room seemed so eerie under the impact of the music outside.

How much Li Yiming wants to do the sixth set of radio gymnastics with his classmates outside, but it's a pity that many times things that you usually find annoying can become so longing, because you may never be able to have it anymore, health, freedom, and family affection...... Will I be locked up?

When Li Yiming heard the principal speak after a long wait: "Li Jianguo is not there?"

His fear had reached its extreme.

The policeman squinted, observing Li Yiming from the beginning, and only at this moment did he put down the notebook in his hand with a frown, stood up and motioned for Li Yiming to go to the next room with him.

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