Bleak Wind! Bitter rain!

Miserable! Heavenly sorrow!

Elizabeth Hospital, Hong Kong, a superstar has fallen.

Li Xiaolong's death was like a thunderbolt from the sky, no one dared to believe that it was true - his body was like steel, his martial arts were invincible in the world, and his yesterday was still so vigorous, how could he die all of a sudden? But the truth tells the people: the giant has fallen, and the dragon is really dead.

Li Xiaolong lay quietly in the corpse, his body and mind stopped running, and he rested in peace. Hong Kong held a grand funeral, Hong Kong thousands of people empty alleys, everyone looked sad, the kind of scene that can only be seen when a great president dies.

In the past few days, the media has been full of Li Xiaolong's news, and any news has given way in front of his death, without exception.

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Yuen Long.

Noon!

At this time, many parts of Yuen Long were undeveloped, and on the outskirts of the city centre, farmland and vegetable fields could be seen everywhere.

Even in many places in the city center, there are still ancient buildings, and there are many houses similar to Xiguan House.

Although the construction of modern cities a few decades later has overshadowed the elegance of ancient houses, in this era, you can see ancient houses standing side by side with high-rise apartments on the same street. Strolling in the criss-crossed shuttle, a hundred turns of the soft intestines of the quiet lane, patrolling, rubbing each stone foot water mill green brick paved with bare and smooth narrow streets, can bring people's memories to the simple and elegant, excellent travel and self-satisfied realm, let you appreciate the market feelings that have never been or have been lost for a long time!

A short taste of the unique style of this era.

A young man with heroic hair and vigorous energy came to the door of a small mansion, with blue brick and stone feet and high eaves and deep eaves. The door is only half-sectional, with a wooden frame and bamboo heart, painted in a beautiful vermilion, which looks quite chic.

Winning the illness had been silent for a moment, and the curved fingers knocked heavily on the little red door a few times. "I'm back." ”

Soon, the door creaked open.

"Are you sick?" Soft and soft, like the spring rain that came at the right time to penetrate the hearts of the people, a graceful figure stood at the door.

Dressed in plain clothes, simple to the extreme, light green kaftan and pants, not reducing her demeanor, her skin is as white as jade, her attitude is relaxed, like a branch of Linghan green plum, opening to the corner, not seeking to smell, but naturally clear and self-dispersed.

The neighbors who passed by said hello familiarly, and some people looked at her with burning eyes, in their early twenties, a stunner, and there seemed to be an invisible fire all around them, a flame that could melt any man. However, he is here, but he doesn't dare to be too explicit. After looking at it for a while, he walked on both sides again.

Her hair was long, long, a little messy curls that reached her waist, and a little strand of hair was blown to her face by the breeze from time to time, giving her a little charming and mysterious appearance. Her eyes looked through the hair, like through the mist, to see the world. The autumn waves flowed, and she saw that she was indeed sick, and the woman's face was naturally happy.

"It's really you! Sick yourself, sick yourself, are you okay? You're sick, you're back, and you're scared to death of your sister. "A handful of flies in front of the sick self, hugging the sick self while crying, crying and saying, that is called a pear blossom with rain to make people pitiful!

The look on Ying Sick's face was very peculiar, and he said with relief: "Sister, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm back."

This is the body's sister, but not her own sister, because Ying is the adopted son of this family, because this family only produces women and does not give birth to men.

A family of four, this physical father died of brain cancer last year, leaving three orphans and widows, mother Lin Fang, gentle and considerate, delicate appearance, good posture, no scheming to people, but the heart is resolute and persistent, painstakingly insisting on this dilapidated home. He loves his son very much, and he will not show mercy to anything that damages his son except for things about his son, even his husband. The husband can not want it, the daughter can not do it, but the son can not love it, the greatness of motherhood is vividly embodied, maybe there are some deformities.

Sister Ying Xianfeng, beautiful appearance, gentle and slender personality, is a smart and smart, empathetic, smart, intelligent and elegant woman, considerate and intellectual, strong and assertive. is also like her mother Lin Fang, who is willing to pay a qiē to win the disease, and is a considerate little padded jacket for the disease.

Ying Xianfeng cried sincerely for a long time, and then she stopped crying. He has been watching calmly, not dodging or avoiding, but he is thinking in his heart, what is love? It is obviously a need and dependence, but it is packaged as a great sentiment that is purely unreasonable. I will cooperate with the absurdity of this world and make the most loyal expression.

Gently pushed away, and Ying Xianfeng opened a distance, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, Ying Ying ignored the surrounding neighbors pointing and whispering, seeing it, hearing it. He didn't even have an interest in glancing at them, for him they were just passers-by, strange and indifferent passers-by, and only the stupidest people would force themselves to remember faces they didn't want to remember.

Gently wiped the tears on Ying Xianfeng's face, comforted her for a few words, and then took her gentle Qianqianyu hand and entered the house.

Feeling the gentleness and thoughtfulness that Win Sick had never seen before, Win Xianfeng was still a little stunned at first, and then his face turned red, Xia Fei's cheeks were a little shy, and he thought again, his younger brother has grown up, and there is a smile on his face, which is the most charming.

Inside the house.

Posterior chamber.

A woman with a beautiful face collapsed on a chaise longue and did not move.

Suddenly, my heart was shocked, and I finally woke up.

When I heard that my son had an accident, I was so anxious that I only frowned, and my pale face was suddenly full of panic and helplessness.

Lifetime...... Lin Fang seemed to have seen the scene of her old age and helplessness.

Wearing a moon white silk coat alone. Without thinking, I took my daughter out to look for a whole day, but I couldn't get any news, and only heard a little gossip that Ying Sick had been thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. She was already distraught, and she was helped home by her daughter.

For two days in a row, there has been no news of Ying Sick.

All thoughts are in despair, and it is already hopeless to be stuck at home.

Ying Yi came to Lin Fang, and glanced at this woman's hair with two buns combed without any embellishments, a fair face, simple earrings on her ears, and her clothes were also extremely simple. The mother obviously had something on her mind, and when she saw her frowning willow eyebrows, she stood in front of the rattan chair in a daze, and her preoccupied appearance was so pitiful, and when she saw the figure that suddenly appeared, her body froze suddenly.

Approached and stretched out his slender fingers, the white jade was flawless, touched the face of the sick man, and looked up and down, now it is indeed his own precious son, not injured as before, alive and unharmed.

Lin Fang smiled, her beautiful face bloomed like a flower, as long as he was fine!

The body under the clothes trembled a little. Stretch out your hand and gesture, and read it with your lips!

That's right, she's a mute who can't speak!

Human life is predestined. The sky is not up to man, and you can't complain about life.

When she told what she said in her unique way, Ying Sick was also looking at this woman who loved her son more than herself!

Dressed in cloth clothes, it is difficult to hide a good figure, one arm is naturally raised, and the bony fingers neatly pick up the loose hair on the face, and then quickly take out the pencil from the pocket with one hand, and write quickly on the note.

She is mute and can't talk to people at all, so communicating with pen and paper is a necessary option!

The poor and respectable woman looked at her and recalled her in her memory, and her mind was clear, and she said, "Mom,... Rest assured! I will not let you worry anymore, I will not let anyone bully you again, I will do everything in my power to take care of your land, I promise you! ”

When he said this, he was very confident and resolute.

Friends, lovers, and always swear to each other, but if anyone pays sincerely, he is the first stupid person in the world. And the relatives only add an extra layer of fragile blood relationship than the first two, and they don't even have a blood relationship, so they will never give their feelings lightly. But he had to pay his debts, for the good of everyone.

Lin Fang's breathing tightened, and tears rolled in his eyes. Seeing that Ying was looking at her, he nodded slowly, a smile on his lips.

Ying Xianfeng held her mother's hand, her small mouth opened slightly, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Win the disease has stabilized, showed a smile, and said softly: "Trust me!" ”

It turned out that the adoptive father of the sick man spent a lot of money because of the treatment of cancer, and the emptiness of all the family property was not enough to pay the astronomical amount, and in the end, with the deterioration of the condition, he borrowed a sum in the east and asked for a sum in the west, and unconsciously when the old man died, the debt almost crushed the family, and it was like a big stone pressing on the top of the three people all day long.

Lin Fang worked part-time in a factory outside, and Ying Xianfeng worked as an accountant outside, and in the end, the meager salary earned from monthly work, including interest, needed to be repaid for more than ten years to repay debts!

The key family doesn't give you so much time to pay it off slowly, and every once in a while, the debt collector is asking for debts with a bad face, forcing the whole family to be desperate.

More or less, those who want to make a lot of money have also embarked on a road of no return full of blood and rain.

After lunch, Lin Fang and Ying Xianfeng went out of the house to start work, they have been absent from work for two days because of Ying Xianfeng's business, and if they don't go back, they will definitely fry squid and eat salted duck eggs.

After the two daughters left, the empty home was even quieter, and the people who stayed behind had not been retained, and their eyes were full of fighting spirit.

There are internal troubles in the family, and there are hatred and debts outside.

Winning the disease has not been defeated, encountering difficult things, is to let yourself grow and temper, in a comfortable environment, will never progress, people only trapped, after the stage of being at a loss, will get the wisdom of access.

After a long night, I returned to the snail house where I was sick, sat on a cold bench, looked at the ceiling, and sang softly: "Is there true love, if there is love in the world?"

Hit the head of the rainstorm as a flower

For my confidant, I will be an adulterer

I'm treacherous."

To be honest, he doesn't have much musical talent, and he has this good voice, and it is indeed a tune that goes out of tune, but he doesn't care so much, just let go of his voice and let me sing:

Use my tricks to fight down the demons and monsters

But the broken arm and foot lame also eaten

Honest and famous, mud under the feet

Looking for a soulmate in the long night sky

Whether it's wrong or not

Alone in the world, put aside scruples

Is there true love, let me enjoy it! ”

Hahaha......

After singing a song, thinking back to the past and present lives, he laughed and said, "Cat Bear, bring me a glass of water."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pitch-black notes on the table suddenly floated, quickly breaking down into ninety-five small squares, and then the ninety-five squares broke down again, turning into nine thousand five hundred tiny squares.

As the process continued to repeat rapidly, the tiny pieces of the notebook dissolved like mercury, and in an instant they split into countless nano-sized micro-machines, and then quickly reassembled, but in a moment, the notebook disappeared, replaced by a twenty-centimeter-tall red panda.

Purple smoke rises from the sunshine incense burner, and it is suspected that the panda is burning incense.

Yes, there is a machine qì panda in front of me, and there is still a curling green fragrance in his hand.

A panda, three sticks of incense, naïve and cute.

"Got it~"

The incense-burning panda jumped off the table with a somersault, still holding the cigarette in both hands, and ran out of the room in a hurry, and after a while, the kitchen sounded the sound of Jin Jin clattering things!

I can still hear it from afar, and a voice that makes chrysanthemums tighten, and I also roars: "I want to burn more fragrant~~~~~~~~ burn more fragrant~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Win Sick shuddered, and couldn't help but sigh: "The one who burns incense is not necessarily a monk, it may also be a panda!" Burn your own incense and let others do it!"

Thinking of the first time we met, the little panda who seemed to be honest and cute introduced himself seriously under the cold moon: "The surname panda is burning incense, and the panda is burning incense."

The cat worships slowly, with a dark yellow incense, and slumps itself on the shore collapse, delirious.

Win the illness and smile helplessly.

Because the family is asleep, Ying Zhiji is very relieved to let it move freely, and even if the family appears, Ying Zhiji is not worried that the red panda with deep hiding ability will be discovered.

After a while, the red panda persevered in holding the incense in both hands, holding a glass of white water in his chest, and jumped back to the snail's house, and when his hands and feet were extremely quick to approach the desk, he followed the open drawer all the way to borrow strength, and climbed up with a few clicks, squatted down and gently put down the water glass, and then sat down and gasped, raised his head and looked at the patient with its electronic eyes.

Anthropomorphic, if it weren't for the scene just now, no one would have believed that this was a machine qì panda.

At this moment, Ying Zhiji was holding his chin with his hands, staring at it. The red panda is probably only as high as his chin and eyebrows, and perhaps in his eyes, he looks like a giant.

"Anla, Anla, I won't treat you badly when I make money." It seemed to see the longing in its eyes, and couldn't stand its watery eyes, so he casually threw a coin with the image of the Queen of England from his pocket and gave it to him, and looked at its mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

It looked at its bulging face with interest, and then quickly swallowed it into its stomach, but its little belly did not rise or fall in the slightest. Win the illness smacked his lips, reached out to take the water cup, pulled the cup to his lips, poured it out, sighed and smiled: "I am really a sad traverser." ”

The red panda wrinkled its nose, stared at the dark blue mechanical round eyes, and while locking its eyes on Ying Zhiji, it grabbed the burnt incense with its fat palm fingers, and scratched its snow-white belly with its scalpel-like sharp claws from time to time, and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm hungry again."

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Win the disease has been completely defeated by the panda bear.

During this time together, I can see that this panda has an easy-going, innocent, active, playful, and childish personality, and it can be said that it does not look like a machine person at all. On top of that, it's obsessed with eating, as evidenced by the fact that it spends the afternoon destroying most of its home from its belly, which doesn't rise or fall no matter how much it eats.

The bear likes to eat metal products, and will not refuse any metal..., and in just a few days, it is like a living glutton, and eats all the things that contain metal products in the whole house, whether it is a soup spoon, a wire hanger, etc., and even in the end, it has been reduced to the point of feeding coins, and there is no way for it to eat only these. Strange things', when Lin Fang's mother and daughter came back in the end, they looked at the empty house and thought it was stolen, but in the end, they still won the illness and gave a far-fetched explanation, embarrassed.

These days, it has become a notebook in a primitive state, and it is hidden in the pocket of Ying Sick's clothes, which is the biggest secret of Win Sick, and no one can tell him, but this guy is really restless, even if it is the appearance of a notebook, he still loves to move in Win Sick's arms.

When I came to win the disease, I made a lot of trouble, and as soon as no one was around, I became a panda and skewered around.

Just as he was worried, the bear jumped from the table to the head of the bed, which was no more than half a leg away.

The cat bear sat on the bed of Ying Zhiji, his eyes were glued to the radio, and the news of the entertainment section was playing at this time, and then he suddenly turned his head to Ying Zhiji and said, "Lao Dou, what do you want to do in the future." ”

Win sick has been lying on the chair drinking water, stunned when he heard the words, and his mouth was about to move, and suddenly replaced it with a hint of a smile and said: "Hmm~ Panda, you gave a good question, it's worth thinking about."

The cat's electronic eyes flashed, staring at the radio in the corner of the table without moving. "If you don't give me enough food to replenish the amount of energy I consume, I'm going to fall asleep."

But he was not moved at all, his eyes flashed, and at the same time he stretched out his hand holding the water glass, and put it back on the table, and the noise of the radio sounded in his ears, which did not affect him in the slightest.

Winning the illness had a flash in his mind, and he hit several ideas in a row, and said in silence: "I am most familiar with the game industry, but this era is not enough to develop the game I want, and even if I can develop the game I want perfectly, I don't have the funds."

Although he didn't know that last year, that is, in 1972, Nolan Bushnell, one of the founders of Atari, launched the first arcade machine Pong, which soon became a sensation in the United States.

At the age of 19, Apple founder Steve Jobs and Apple's other founder, Woznick, both joined Atari to develop video games and help design the classic Arkanoid game.

Until the emergence of the first real home TV game console system in history, ATARI2600, it detonated the global game frenzy, as of the early eighties, the sales volume of 25 million units, and the popularity reached the American family of three households Cheng dù, a single year to set a sales record of 3 billion US dollars, ahead of Apple, Intel, HP and other companies, becoming a Silicon Valley entrepreneurial myth, for a time unlimited scenery.

At that time, even in Hong Kong and Taiwan, many people followed the trend and aimed at the big cake of the game market, responsible for the production of ATARI2600 compatible machines, among which the more well-known brands were Weilong 7000 and Crown.

In the early 80s, the American arcade game industry generated nearly $8 billion in revenue, which was piled up by 25 cents, more than $4 billion for pop music and $3 billion for Hollywood movies.

The game industry is a lucrative industry, needless to say, the 80s were its peak, but unfortunately it's still too early, and most importantly, there is no money! There is not even a R & D fund, equipment needs money, development needs money, promotion also needs money, and the last point is very important, many companies have good products, but there is no extra money to promote and spread, and in the end it ends up in a corner of the world, and the result is only - elimination! Otherwise, with his understanding of this industry and the assistance of cats and bears, he would not have been able to catch it with his hands and earn a broken leg for the rest of his life, and enjoy life well.

When the panda heard this, he instinctively shook his head.

Win the sick has also sighed and sealed this idea for the time being, and now the top priority is to earn the first pot of gold as quickly as possible, pay back all the money owed, and settle down the family, the plan to be implemented is not good without money.

To win the disease, we must first recognize what we can do well and what we should do at the moment.

People with goals make full use of their own resources, which can be allocated to each of their organs. What does the brain have to remember, what does the eye have to see, what does the hands do...... This is all planned in advance, at least before starting a job. Some people complain that their own conditions are insufficient, thinking that they have no special skills, you must know that the blind still have touch books to read, and the dumb can also play sign language, which is already a great resource for a healthy person. There will be people who complain that their family is not good, you need to know that there are still a lot of people in the world who still live under the poverty line, and still have to waste a lot of time just for food and clothing every day, and for a person who doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, he has a little too much.

After years of crawling and rolling in the society, I have gained a set of my own experience, and the resources in this world have a common feature - we need to dig hard at the same time, and we can only dig the mineral deposits that can be found everywhere without effort, and we can only dig precious metals by digging hard and using tools and brains. For people who have ideals in themselves, this kind of excavation may not be so difficult, because they can distribute the work well; And for the blind person, doing more is useless work - even if he is given good resources.

I don't think I'm a traverser at all, I can do whatever I want, whatever I want will be as smooth sailing, God blocks and kills God and Buddha files to destroy Buddha, and the rules are not a thing~

It's good that it's so simple, the dream is very plump, and the reality is very skinny!

Reality is not a novel, it is impossible to think that you can become famous as a traverser, don't take your predecessors for fools, you are not much smarter than your predecessors, and you know a little more about the future.

I've seen a lot of rebirth texts, when I was a singer, I sang Little Apple in the seventies and eighties, 10,000 reluctant, I have to love when I die, and so on Modern Songs, and I sing very high, I think I am unique, unique, how about I This is a good song of the Divine Comedy in the next few decades, you still don't obey your feet, screaming again and again!

What's ridiculous is that the judges and the audience have praised it and received rave reviews, what a classic song, it's so good to hear, this song is so good.

Every time I think of these bloody plots, I want to squirt them to death with a sip of salt soda, I see a beating, I beat them so much that I don't even know my mother, I have a banana strawberry, I shoot nightclubs in the seventies and eighties, crazy stones, I write about the demon hunter of online games, and the destruction of Diablo. It doesn't take into account the background of the times and whether people can accept it at that time.

Just like Stephen Chow said, cutting hair should not look at how others cut it, and the nerves and trends should be followed, and it must be cooperated! Look at your hairstyle, it doesn't match your face shape at all, your face shape doesn't match your body shape, and your body shape doesn't match your hairstyle at all, and it's extremely uncooperative!!

What you write is not reliable at all, and it can't stand scrutiny at all, how do people look at it, you deserve to be sprayed!