Sure enough, a heavy snowfall blocked the road.

Three inches of snow made it difficult to walk, and people wore ear caps and thick clothes to walk on the snow, while children laughed and sat in their own sleds.

Fan Heng suddenly found that in the past few days, Fan Wuxi had been very silent, and he didn't know what was going on in his room, so he pushed the door and walked in curiously.

The room was messy, there were a lot of materials on Fan Wuxi's table, some circuit diagrams, and then there were all kinds of parts that were dismantled by him, and Fan Wuxian himself plunged into it, not knowing what he was doing.

"What are you fiddling with?" Fan Heng carefully picked up a small component from the table, examined it, and found that it was a miniature stepper motor, about only one centimeter in diameter.

Fan Wuxian buried his head in fiddling with his things, and replied casually, "A Sony Walkman, Walkman." ”

“walkman？ What is it for? Fan Heng had never heard of it, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Walkman, naturally, it's for listening to music-" Fan Wuxi suddenly realized the existence of his father, and when he looked up, he saw Fan Heng's blank face, and he remembered a question, Sony's Walkman has not yet flowed into the mainland in large quantities at this time, and his father Fan Heng naturally has not seen it.

So Fan Wuxian let his father over, took out an intact Sony Walkman, put on the strap, pulled out the headphones, put them on Fan Heng, and then pressed the play button.

"Bang Bang Bang-" In the headphones, a burst of heavy metal rock music suddenly sounded, Fan Heng was a little stunned by surprise, and only after a few seconds did he get used to it, took off the headphones, and said to Fan Wuxian, "What is this, it's scary!" ”

"Oh, you can't get used to listening to this music, I'll change it for you-" Fan Wuxian took the machine, picked one out of the only few cassettes, and the traditional characters printed on it were all in traditional Chinese, and after changing it, he didn't use headphones and released it directly, the sound quality still seems to be a little unsatisfactory, but it is much better than the radio I listen to every day, it is a Cantonese song.

Fan Heng still can't understand it, but the rhythm of the song is good, and he can still enjoy it.

"Where did you get such a good thing?" Fan Heng was amazed.

"It's a good product." Fan replied.

The walkman in Fan Wuxi's hand was naturally obtained through the Wuzhi small machine, the Walkman portable cassette player developed by Sony in 1979, which was also the world's first Walkman. The advent of the Walkman marked the birth of the concept of portable music, and the word Walkman has since become synonymous with portable music players.

Walking and listening to music has always been a dream for many people, and this dream gradually became a reality after Philips released the first cassette tape in 1966.

Compared with various storage media of the same period, the tape has a convenient recording function and good shockproof ability, which also makes the Walkman a reality. Although Fan Wuxi, who is accustomed to hearing Dolby surround sound effects, is quite dissatisfied with the world's earliest Walkman, he also has to admit that so far, this is the best Walkman he can see.

In fact, in 1979, Sony's audio department modified a small tape recorder used by journalists into a smaller one, which was praised by many for its good sound quality. Later, they launched the Walkman Walkman, and positioned the Walkman in the youth market, emphasizing youthful vitality and fashion, and created a headphone culture, which began to be sold all over the world in February 1980, and began to use the non-standard English brand "Walkman" in November of the same year.

Due to the national conditions in China at that time, things like the Walkman were not yet popular. In fact, until many years later, many Chinese did not use the Walkman.

Fan Wuxian clearly remembers that his first small tape recorder, or Walkman that can't be called a Walkman, was a Zhongnan brand tape recorder. The volume, about the size of a brick, comes with these two palm-sized stereo speakers, the weight is not light, it was brought back by his father Fan Heng when he went to Guangzhou on a business trip, the price is expensive, and the time is in 19**.

"This thing must be expensive!" The first thing that Fan Heng thought of was the price of this Walkman.

At least he had never seen this thing on the market, so Fan Heng felt that although the size of this thing was small, the price might not be low, and he knew that there was an opening machine for broadcasting in the factory, not to mention the large size, the price was also very high, and the sound quality was not necessarily better than the little thing in front of him.

You know, the opener is more than a person tall, and the tapes on it often fly out on its own.

"If it is put in China, it should be very expensive, I am afraid it will cost you a year's salary to buy such a one." Fan Wuxian nodded in response.

"Oh, it's so expensive." Fan Heng nodded, looked at the machines that had been dismantled by Fan Wuxi, and did not speak.

"Hehe, don't you feel a little distressed?" Fighting tiger brothers, going into battle as father and son soldiers, how could Fan Heng's mind escape Fan Wuxi's observation? His eyes stayed on the machine that was disassembled by him, and he knew what his father was thinking.

Fan Heng was naturally a little annoyed by his son's ridicule, and originally wanted to reach out and give him a chestnut chisel, but he was worried that Fan Wuxi's little head would be stupid, so he drew a circle in the air and turned back, and said stupidly, "You kid can't be such a loser even if he is rich!" I can't give you a reason to toss, I'm going to spank your ass anyway! ”

However, of course, Fan Wuxian will not let his father's slap fall on his ass, he is such a loser, but there is a good reason.