1984 was an embarrassing year for a 63-year-old superpower –

Its economy has fallen into a quagmire, and its economy has been seriously out of balance due to its long-term preference for the development of heavy industry and the neglect of light industry and the development of agriculture.

As the saying goes, the economic base determines the superstructure.

The economic recession of this superpower has also made its international situation quite unoptimistic, and the struggle with another country is also heading in the direction of recession.

Although the Pentagon still looks at it with awe, everyone knows that this calm is numbered out.

At night, in its capital Moscow, the headquarters of the Academy of Sciences Computer Center.

In an office room, dozens of computers that are much heavier than those of the 21st century are neatly placed here.

At this time, it was already time to get off work, and there were already many staff and technicians who left the office room and went home one after another.

However, in one corner, in front of the most remote computer, it was still bright, and on top of it there were constantly string-like programs, which looked rather mysterious.

A pair of smart hands, constantly typing on the computer, and from time to time picking up the pen next to him, drawing some inexplicable numerical patterns on the paper.

"Hi Pakitnov, it's time to get off work, let's go, let's go have a drink. ”

At this time, a staff member not far from the computer tidied up the desktop, saw that everything had returned to its original appearance, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he gently ran to this corner and greeted the owner of the computer, the man who was "working at the desk".

"Hi, Rick. ”

Hearing this voice, Alexei Pakitnov, who had intended to continue the little inspiration he had just had, raised his head and looked at one of his few friends in the computer center with a slightly tired look.

As the saying goes, thirty is standing.

This is applicable whether it is in China, which is rich in land and resources, or in this seemingly thriving and thriving country at this time.

At this time, Alexei Pakitnov, who was born in 1955, was already 29 years old, and was between a vigorous youth and a calm and capable middle age.

However, unlike other thirty-year-old men, he has a dash of melancholy that does not match his age and a messy beard.

It seems that it has really gone through a lot of vicissitudes.

There's a reason for that, he feels that meaningless work is ruining his life, and that there is forever a dead life around him.

In the place where he works, basically everyone is holding on to doing more and doing more, not doing well, and getting by.

Go to work, get off work, every day, it's just such a cycle, spending one quiet and peaceful day after another, maybe others feel that they enjoy it, but 。。。。。

In Alexei Pakitnov's heart, this is definitely a kind of torture, so that his fighting spirit and blood are gradually disappearing and extinguished.

"Pakitnov, let's go, let's go, you'll get that inspired game tomorrow.

Let's find a place to have a drink, anyway, we have a lot of time in the day, and it's not bad for that. ”

At this time, this great country, this computer center, every day of work is peaceful and leisurely.

As a result, they have a lot of time in the day.

In this office, Alexei Pakitnov does not have too many good friends, because most of them get by, and he 。。。。。。。

He appears to be a bit out of the crowd, that is, as the saying goes, unsociable.

However, it is precisely because of his special personality that only a few people here know that Alexei Pakitnov made a game program on the computer, which was originally used to test the performance of the computer.

However, he loves to play puzzles and was inspired by jigsaw puzzles and wanted to set up a jigsaw puzzle type game.

This game is being conceived and in preparation.

And Alexei Pakitnov, his recent energy has been spent on games, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

"Oh, Rick, go ahead. ”

Hearing this, Alexei Pakitnov just shook his head apologetically and said sorry to his friend.

Then, he immediately projected his dark circles, which seemed quite serious, onto the computer screen, staring intently.

From time to time, he was still muttering something in his mouth, and it seemed like he was babbling.

Now, it is the moment when his inspiration is about to evolve into reality, where does he have the heart to drink, and he can't wait to finish this game sooner.

"Oh well, then, good luck. ”

Seeing Alexei Pakitnov say this, all his attention was attracted by the "computer", and the staff member shrugged helplessly, and turned away.

Alexei Pakitnov was a workaholic, and this is recognized by the entire computer center.

"Dangdangdang, dangdangdang。。。。。。 ”

As time passed, the entire computer center, one light after another, and the screens of one computer after another went out.

The only remaining light shone on Alexei Pakitnov's haggard, but rather fanatical.

"Yes, that's it, yes, yes!!!"

“S、Z、L、J、I、O、T。。。。 ”

"Let the shapes of different shapes fall one after the other, stack them at the bottom of the rectangle so that they form a complete row, and then eliminate them。。。。。 ”

"Bingou !!! perfect !!!!"

Finally, Alexei Pakitnov couldn't help but shout, stood up excitedly, and laughed wildly.

Three months, three months, almost three full months of sleepless struggle, struggle-

From another game, to a little bit of inspiration in my heart, to the completion of my own idea, to the beginning of design and creation。。。。。

Finally, today is the day of harvest.

When a person does his best for a goal, in order to achieve it, he fights, he works hard.

When he completes the goal, the sense of accomplishment in his heart is a feeling that is indescribable to outsiders, and only he understands the joy and pride in it.

"Hoo !!!"

After calming down the excitement in his heart, Alexei Pakitnov put everything in order, then turned off the lights and left the workshop.

According to his plan, tomorrow he will let the other friends play with it and try the effect.

In this way, this man, who was still unknown at this time, opened his umbrella and walked down the street where it was already raining, thinking about the game he had just finished as he walked, and in front of him, the traffic lights flashed spasmodically.

Little did he know that in this land, in his home, there were people waiting for him.