"Ahh

With a scream, Gu Mojie struggled to sit up from the bed with a splitting headache.

It was already late at night, and he adjusted to the pain in his head, convinced that he was not dead, and that the things that seemed to be in his mind just now were just a dream.

He reached out and fumbled for the lamp, but two different impressions struggled in his mind, making it difficult to accomplish such a simple action.

"The lamp should be on the left-hand bedside table...... No, it should be on the desk on the right-hand side, my bedroom is too small to have a bedside table...... Wait, how could my bedroom not have a bedside table? ”

A few seconds later, the sense of touch pronounced the truth - Gu Mojie's room was too small, and there was no bedside table next to the bed. The hand reaching out to the left quickly touched the cold wall. And because of one of the double memories, I was not mentally prepared for the storage of this wall, so my fingers hurt when I was touched.

The left side of his bed was directly against the wall, and the space became more and more cramped in the dark, making him feel a kind of breathless depression.

He quickly stretched out his right hand again, touched it to the right, and after a narrow space of thirty or forty centimeters, he touched the lamp on the desk.

With a "snap", the lamp was turned on. The fear in Gu Mojie's heart was reduced by a few points, and he let out a mouthful of turbidity in his chest, but then the scene of the snail's house in front of him made him speechless with shock.

He wanted to touch his phone to check the time, but he remembered that he didn't have one, so he had to look up at the calendar on the wall.

Above is December 21, 2002. No, it's past midnight now, and it should be torn to the 22nd.

The room he was in was the same room in the old house he had in his senior year of high school ten years ago. It is located in the west of the railway station of Qiantang City, near the Sijiqing clothing wholesale city, the pattern is cramped, the environment is noisy, the flow of people around the community is chaotic, and the fish and dragons are mixed.

"Am I born again?" Gu Mojie hugged his head in pain and muttered in a low voice.

"Yes, you are born again." A demonic voice answered him.

Gu Mojie followed the sound and found something on the bed that should not belong to this era, which looked like a Bluetooth pen or a pair of glasses. Several electronics and watches in his room also became scattered, as if destroyed by some strange external force, as if the thing had invoked the material composition of these electronics as it reconstructed itself.

Sure enough, it was the last thing he saw in his dream.

He didn't jump up directly without being frightened, maybe there were too many unusual things in a short period of time, and surprise was no longer enough. He seemed calm and asked the Bluetooth pen-like vocalizer, "What are you?" ”

"As you can see, I'm a mobile phone, well, you can call me Hatsune Musume No. 1, from the year 2050. I'm so sorry that I was supposed to lead you back on that day in 2012, but who knew something was wrong - who let you kick me out in the unstable state of my quantum reconstruction. So...... I'm going to drag you back to this point in time. You know, quantum numbers can be reconstructed in any space-time, and are not limited by the natural law that physical matter is forbidden to travel through timelines. ”

Being said like this, Gu Mojie also felt that his chaotic brain began to calm down, as if such a thing had really happened just now. Although there are still many details that I can't figure out and my brain hurts terribly, at least for now, it seems that it should be a wise choice to accept this premise first.

Immediately, Gu Mojie thought of a most pressing question.

"How do you prove that you're a 2050 phone -- well, can you call up the number jù and tell me about the stock market from 2012 to 2050?"

When he asked this sentence, Gu Mojie was whimsical and had some expectations. Unfortunately, this expectation was quickly shattered by a cold-toned answer.

"I can't."

"The winning numbers of the two-color ball for the next forty years!"

"Can't!"

"Well, it doesn't take forty years, as long as the last four years are enough."

"Not for a day."

"Do you know what has changed in the next 40 years? How is the general trend of world history evolving? Which countries hosted the following Olympics? Which national teams have won the World Cup? Which hits are the hits? What movies are on fire? ”

"Neither, I don't know anything about this knowledge."

", so you still say you're a 2050 phone? Your predecessor was the Android junk that I was smashed into tatters by me, I mean, the me ten years later. Even if the network is disconnected, it can still squeeze out hundreds of TXT e-book documents, hundreds of music videos, and N more offline storage web pages. You have a 2050 mobile phone, sue me for you don't have anything dry on you, why should I believe it......"

Just when Gu Mojie thought he had asked that strange thing, the electronic voice gave him the final fatal blow:

"I don't have knowledge stored on my hardware, that's because in 2050 knowledge is not worth anything at all - if you are still born in a country of social attention, don't you know that your grandfather Karl Marx said that the reason why resources are necessary attributes of resources must be scarce. Oxygen in the air was needed by everyone, but in an era when it was not scarce, no one had ever considered oxygen mixed in the air as a commodity, nor had it set a value. ”

Gu Mojie was stunned, he had thought of ten thousand possibilities for answering, but he had never thought of this.

So much so that he didn't go through his brain at all, and unconsciously asked blankly: "Then what do you mean...... In your time, in 2050, knowledge is not as scarce as air? ”

"OBVIOUSLY NOT SCARCE – BECAUSE IN MY DAY AND AGE, WIFI, ZIGBEE, HOTSPOTS, OR MOBILE 3456G NETWORKS HAVE ALL BEEN MIXED TOGETHER. The whole platform of mobile communication has been opened, mobile phones, computers and tablets have been unified under one category, and even the root name servers have been distributed and compiled to every user terminal in the world.

People on earth can communicate with each other anywhere at terabytes per second, and it is faster to retrieve knowledge information from the network cloud than from the local solid-state read. In those days, why would humans still 'hoard' worthless knowledge locally in hardware? Would you carry an air bag on your back every day to store air in order to ensure that you can breathe oxygen normally in the next second? ”

Worthless knowledge! These words were like a sharp sword piercing Gu Mojie's fragile heart.

Gu Mojie has been a little autistic since he was a child. Because he is a top student and does not exercise, he has been afraid of obesity since he was a child, but fat and autism have made him work hard to get 24 years old, and he has passed the judicial professional qualification examination in his spare time.

His whole life was spent in the process of accumulating knowledge.

Now, he is being told by an ice-cooler from a later generation that in a few decades, knowledge will be worthless garbage, and no human being will hoard humble and lowly knowledge.

Perhaps, with a little luck, it will be a world of ideas; If you are unlucky, there is no difference in people's talents, and there is only a world left to look at your appearance. Of course, it is also possible that science and technology have developed to that point, and there is no gap in the appearance of human beings, and they have all become carved out of a mold.

For a moment, he felt like his faith had collapsed. The struggle of half a lifetime has been in vain. The negative fear of the future world has never been so deep.

After calming down for a moment, Gu Mojie asked lightly: "You just said the words 'lead back to the right path' at the beginning?" Right. ”

"Yes, in your last life, you went astray too deeply - just because your job was smashed by Zhou Hongyi, and the knowledge and work experience accumulated over the years became waste paper, you were so depressed that you couldn't think about it, isn't this considered astray? If you put it two hundred years earlier, you will definitely be the kind of **silk that rushed into the textile factory angrily and smashed the Jenny spinning machine after being smashed by the Jenny spinning machine'. ”

"So you're ready to save me into this world again, one more time? Let me stop taking the foolish route of hoarding knowledge in my life, just because knowledge is worthless in the future? Just like after the emergence of Baidu, people who rely on rote memorization and self-cultivation with their ability to memorize knowledge have become a laughing stock? Is their efforts worth as much as a click of the mouse? ”

"It's not that I saved you into this world, it's that you yourself exist in an infinite number of quantum forks - in that plane on the night of December 21, 2012, you were finished, and you were beaten back to a quantum state by my self-destructing program, and that doesn't change."

"Yes, I was there...... Ahh

Gu Mojie's memories were interrupted by a sharp headache, and it took a long time for him to recover, and a reality that made matters worse shocked him.

"Wait, why does my memory seem to be declining, and everything I remember for the next ten years is about to ...... Quickly forgotten, I only remember that I entered the ...... in '09 What company is coming from? What university did I go to in Jinling...... In 03, the college entrance examination was delayed because of SARS misdiagnosis......"

The anxious Gu Mojie only had time to draw a piece of paper and wrote down the words "Be careful of SARS, 03 college entrance examination mathematics is difficult, don't miss it", and then found that in his mind, the details of the memory of historical events in the next ten years were almost emptied.

Almost wherever you recall, you forget it.

Depend on! Isn't the rebirth of others mixed up by their foreknowledge of history? How did he lose the memory of the afterlife after his soul pierced and fused? That's a yarn again!

……

"Xiaojie, what's wrong with you? After reading the book, I slept well, and I didn't pay attention to cherishing the rest time when I was in my third year of high school. ”

When Gu Mojie was going crazy, his mother Mo Ying, who heard the movement, unscrewed the door of Gu Mojie's bedroom and looked at him with a strange look, Gu Mojie hurriedly said: "It's just a nightmare, drink saliva and go to sleep immediately." ”

Carefully hide things under the covers, pretend to take a cup to drink, and then rub the door shut, so that things can be considered to be confused.

His mother was a very strong woman, with a higher salary than Gu Mojie's father, which led to a very "democratic" family - whoever has a high salary will listen to whomever he wants; Whoever has a low education level does housework. Gu Mojie is always very strict with his mother's questioning, and when he is questioned at this moment, he naturally obediently turns off the lights and goes to bed immediately, not daring to disobey a little.

My mother caught up with the catastrophe of ten years in her early years. At that time, Gu Mojie's maternal grandmother ruthlessly sacrificed her daughter in order to let her uncle stay in the city to study, so that her mother went to the countryside as an educated youth before she went to high school, delaying her studies. After the catastrophe, when my mother returned to Qiantang, she was already twenty years old and married to her father with a high school education. But she was strong herself, and later taught herself to take the college entrance examination and go to university.

The first decade of the last century was the golden age of college students, so his mother, who only went to college after getting married, quickly surpassed Gu Mojie's father in social status and salary - this can be seen from the name Gu Mojie was given when he was born. In fact, according to his mother, not letting him be called "Mo Gujie" is considered a favor to the old Gu family; Otherwise, my husband's education and salary are not as good as my own, what qualifications do I have to let my son have his father's surname?

From the 90s of the 20th century to the first five years of the 21st century, it was the fifteen years when the social status of China's front-line technical jobs was at a low ebb and the civilian and highly educated personnel were prosperous. What Gu Mojie saw since he was a child was that his father was so pressed at home that he couldn't hold his head up and be a man, which also caused the distortion and collapse of Gu Mojie's values when he was a teenager.

When he was a teenager, Gu Mojie was autistic and cold-blooded, and he just wanted to study hard, stand out from others, and raise his eyebrows.

Who knows that it is also a creation to make people, and when he himself studied in his last life, it is already the 21st century, and his education is not as important and popular as the first decade of the last century.

After 2006 and 07, a large number of liberal arts students who poured into the society after the expansion of university enrollment were unsalable and could not find jobs; On the other hand, there are college students and technical school students with a skill, as long as they have excellent skills, they can find decent jobs casually. At that time, how could the middle and low-level managers who sat in the office and mixed salaries dare to look down on technicians?

It can only be said that this qiē is 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. In order to reverse the bitter consequences of the decade's catastrophe, the dynasty overcorrected itself in the early days of opening up, and became too respectful of theoretical knowledge and despised practical technology. And the people are innocent, and they can only be as yellow as the pancake fruit, one side is burnt and the other side continues to be fried. There were many overnight ligations, and the sterilization lasted a long time overnight, and I endured the sequelae of the God mode traders patting their thighs.

Of course, because of the loss of memory, these understandings of the details of later generations of society have been blurred in Gu Mojie's mind, leaving only a thought that has been refined to the most quintessential state: a sense of calmness about the impermanence of the future and indifferent to see through it.

Gu Mojie let out a breath of turbidity, lay back on the bed heavily, took out the Hatsune Niang No. 1 in the dark, and said stunnedly: "It seems that it's not bad to do it all over again, even if you forget the history, you still know the right and wrong of the general direction, and you won't spend ten years of time on useless hard study." In the 21st century, brain flexibility is the most important thing. But then again, I'm curious to know why my memories are so drastically missing and forgotten after being reborn. ”

After asking this sentence, Gu Mojie thought that Yinniang was a mobile phone with no inventory at first, wasn't this question asked in vain!

"Forget it, you don't know, you don't have any inventory in your head: anyway, in the eyes of future people, knowledge is just rubbish for what you want."

"No, I can still answer that question."

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