The last string of code was typed, and Ren Xing finally couldn't support it and lay on the keyboard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The body continues to operate for more than ten hours, and the brain has not entered a deep sleep for too long.

After the system is officially completed, he will take off his white hat and leave the days spent at the computer all day to live the life he loves.

Looking back on the first half of my life, in addition to contributing to the company and the computer industry, I owe a lot to my family and myself.

I remember when I was a child, my father was very supportive of his music dream, but later he didn't dare to choose such a public career because of his low self-esteem, and finally chose a career that could be isolated from others.

And he didn't live a good life because of this, he was mentally barren and his material harvest was quite late.

Tired.

The man's tired eyes were closed, and the sound of snoring echoed through the small, dimly lit room, like a rhythmic drumbeat.

……

In his dreams, Ren Xing always dreamed of his father's honest smiling face, obviously tired but still insisting on paying to support the family.

I hated myself as a late bloomer, and I could hardly help the family until I was thirty years old, until finally my father died suddenly due to overwork, and my mother finally broke out with a stubborn illness that could not be cured, and it was too late to wake up.

Later, when he was busy with work, he could only occasionally hold the guitar and sing songs, missing the second elder.

If only time could be turned back.

I always hope that on the moonlit night when I was twenty years old, I could come back and live again.

Give yourself a chance to honor your parents and spend more time with your family.

……

Following.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning poured into the windowsill and shone on Ren Xing's face.

His eyes opened and closed, and Ren Xing, who squinted for a while before he came to his senses, was ready to give the finished system to the company, and then left.

Suddenly, he found that a scene appeared in his sight, and it was the system interface he had designed.

Projection? Hallucination? Dreamland?

Ren Xing stretched out his hand to wave away, but found that he accidentally touched a button on the system interface, and the system was immediately minimized.

This system is his own curtain call, but it is not a sincere work, but it is just a system called "Heavenly King" to make up for his life, which has entered countless masterpieces, poems, songs and dances, novels, cross talk sketches, etc.

Before he could take a closer look at the system, Ren Xing realized something even more terrifying.

This is not my own room, to be precise, this is my own room, but not now, because there are graduation photos on the wall that I have long since lost, and the interior of the room is very old.

He was born again.

Looking at his hands, Ren Xing became more and more convinced, originally his fingers had long been bald because of playing the guitar and hitting the keyboard every day, but now they were round, he laughed like crazy, he was really reborn, these hands are clearly the hands of a young man.

At this time, knock on the door outside, and a middle-aged woman's voice said: "Son, it's time for breakfast, what are you laughing at early in the morning." ”

This voice is so familiar......

Click, the door opened.

Ren Xing saw the person standing at the door, who was clearly his mother, and suddenly couldn't control his emotions anymore, strode to the door, hugged her excitedly, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Mom!" ”

Ren's mother stood stunned and didn't know what to do, she didn't know where to put her hands, the mother and son were the most affectionate when they were children, and this kind of hug has hardly been since Ren Xing grew up. It really didn't know what was going on, and said hurriedly: "Son, what's going on?" Why did you cry again, was it deceived by the girl, tell Mom. ”

Ren Xing didn't speak, just hugged his mother tightly like a child and didn't let go, but Ren's mother was anxious, and shouted into the kitchen: "Old Ren, something happened, look at our son, cry and laugh when you get up in the morning, and you don't let go of me." ”

I heard a crackling sound in the kitchen, and a middle-aged man ran out with a spatula and a spoon tied to his apron, shouting as he ran: "What's wrong wife!" What happened to the son? ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw a young figure rushing towards him, clearly his son, Ren Xing. The two big men continued to hug each other again, and although Ren's father felt inexplicable, he could only wait for Ren Xing to finish crying completely.

After a while, Ren Xing finally vented his guilt and depression for many years, looked at the second elder who had come back from the dead in front of him, was in a good mood, and said with a slight smile: "Dad, Mom, I'm fine, it's just that I had a dream and was a little uncomfortable, but now it's much better." ”

"Okay, it's okay, let's eat first, the porridge is cooked." The two veterans were suspicious, exchanged a look, and made up their minds to discuss the matter in private.

At the dinner table, Ren Xing kept putting the steamed pork belly into the second old bowl, and the second old man was surprised, and said, "Isn't this what you said you said last night to keep for the morning?" After speaking, the two looked at each other again, and there was a look of worry in their eyes.

Ahem, Ren Xing choked out the porridge that he drank in his mouth, but he became more and more guilty, he was too unfilial and in vain as a son of man.

But in order not to make the second elder feel strange, Ren Xing had to find a reason and said: "I was injured last night, and I got up in the middle of the night to have diarrhea." ”

Worried that some of his behaviors had missed the suspicion of his parents, Ren Xing quickly drank the porridge in the bowl, said to his parents that he had finished eating, and then went back to his room.

He wanted to check what year it was on the Internet, and as soon as he sat back at the computer, he felt that something was wrong, and the monitor was actually a 21-inch LCD. In terms of time, he is back to when he was 20 years old, that is, about 2005, where can civilian homes afford 21-inch LCD monitors in 05?

But what I saw next was even more exaggerated.

The brand of the monitor is MP, the browser name is Wise, and the calendar shows that this year is the new calendar 2005.

Ren Xing's fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, and ten minutes later, he leaned back in his seat with mixed feelings, and he figured everything out.

This world has changed since the Song Dynasty, although the dynasty still changes, but there is no Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the world war occurred once in 1869, the battlefield spread to the whole world, China also participated in the war and achieved the glory of the victorious country. In terms of post-war reconstruction and development and reform, the Chinese government has done a very good job, and its current economic level belongs to the developed countries of the world, on a par with the United States, Germany, and Russia.

Although the current Huaxia looks similar to the previous one, some things have completely changed, and the famous poets who should have appeared are all gone.

The dark night when there was no longer Gu Cheng gave me a pair of black eyes, but I used him to find the light.

There is no longer Pushkin's phrase if life deceives you.

There are no familiar four kings in the music world, and Hong Kong and Taiwan have long been infiltrated by Chinese culture, there is no beyond band, no Jay Chou.

This is a crazy world, Ren Xing fell on the bed, walked into a big word, and shouted excitedly in his heart: This is the crazy era that belongs to me!

Suddenly, Ren Xing was about to take a look at his system, when the interface popped up and was displayed in front of him.

When he first designed this system, there was no practical use, and the biggest feature was that all the famous poems, literature, novels and dramas at that time were packaged in the form of cloud disks, but now he found that the system has many new functions.

"Plot Trigger: The Road of the Heavenly King. (Completing quests will give you the ultimate reward, and there will be a chance to trigger hidden quests as the story progresses.) ）”

"Open functions: listen to songs, lottery, prestige."

The road to the king is still too far away, and it is not in the scope of consideration at present, but Ren Xing was a little surprised to see that he heard the song and recognized the song, and hurriedly clicked a song of this world in the beautiful music on the computer, White Lotus, and it was recognized in the system after almost 5 seconds.

That's okay! I thought that listening to songs and recognizing songs couldn't recognize the songs of this world.,Now I'm basically equivalent to a modern music library.,Ren Xing was overjoyed.,And then I took a look at the lottery.,You can draw it for free once a month.,After the free, each time you consume 10,000 prestige.。

Ren Xing glanced at the prestige, uh, a little miserable, 79 points, these twenty years are in vain.

It seems that for the time being, you can only rely on a free lottery to fight luck.,The interface of the lottery is the kind of turntable with pointers.,When you stop, where is it, it's what.,There are the following:

Consumables, attributes, props, and specials.

Looking at the size of the figure, the chance of winning the draw is 50% for the consumable class, 20% for the item class, 20% for the attribute class, and 10% for the special class.

Try your luck, and when you click the start, the hands begin to spin as if they have been summoned, barely catching the shadow. After about 3 seconds, the speed of the hand slowed down until it stopped.

Props.

An acoustic guitar wrapped in a streamer jumps out, spins it twice, and then automatically reloads it into the inventory. Looking at the inventory again, I was surprised to find that there was an extra wood-colored little guitar inside.

Ren Xing curiously used his hand, and the icon disappeared in an instant, but he felt heavy in his arms, and the guitar actually came out like this.

I was about to figure out what was so special about the guitar that the system smoked, when suddenly, there was a knock on the door, knock knock!

Ren Xing looked at the guitar in his hand and didn't know how to explain it, so he panicked and was about to find a place to stuff it, but he threw it directly back into the system's inventory. Ren Xing let out a breath and sorted out his mood before running to open the door.