"Oh!" The teacher who signed up gave us a registration form and said, "Add the form and go to the cash register to pay the trial fee first." ”

Nangong and I took the registration form, and it was written that the trial fee was 5 yuan. It seems that the times are really different.,You have to pay money for auditions.,I remember in my previous life, there were all kinds of advertisements for teenagers' specialty classes.,And the auditions are free.。

I looked at the registration form, and on the front was the personal information that I needed to fill in, that is, my name, age, and the school I attended. At the top of the back is the instructions for filling in, and below is the introduction of other open courses in the Children's Palace, I simply scanned it, probably dancing bel canto piano or something. Suddenly, my eyes stayed on the three words, and I slapped my thigh violently, it was really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.

I asked the teacher at the registration office, "Teacher, have you started the computer class here?" ”

The teacher at the registration office took one look at something and said to me, "Not yet, do you want to register for the first class tomorrow morning?" ”

"Well, please give me a form." I said.

I took the form and found that the terms on it were similar to those of the Sanda class, except that the trial fee was doubled, 10 yuan. I shook my head, seeing that computers were not popular at this time, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is still a product of high technology, and it costs so much to learn.

Nangong saw that I asked for a computer form again, and asked me in surprise: "Boss, what are you doing here?" ”

"High-tech is the trend of the future...... "I know that it is difficult for Nangong to understand now, in his opinion, I should learn computers, it is better to play games."

"Cut ——," Nangong said disdainfully: "I'm not interested in this, I can't accompany you, boss." ”

I smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm just curious, maybe I won't listen to it." ”

I thought to myself, it's okay if Nangong doesn't participate, and he will ask this and that when I can program, I won't be able to do it.

After paying the trial fee, Nangong and I found the Sanda Training Ground on the top floor of the Children's Palace according to the address on the registration form, which contained many kinds of fitness equipment that seemed very old-fashioned to me. We were received by a muscular man who was known through conversation that he was our Sanda coach, surnamed Ye, with a single name and a mortal name. He used to be the champion of the youth group of the H Province Sanda League, and later after graduating from university, he came to the Children's Palace to give lectures to students.

In my previous life, I had played in a similar league and won the National Collegiate Sanda Championship, and I know how difficult it can be. It seems that this Coach Ye Fan must also have good strength. This is very fortunate for other people who take classes, and the saying that a good teacher makes a good apprentice is not groundless. But for me, it doesn't matter whether the coach is good or bad, I have mastered all the skills of sanda in my previous life, and now I come to the Children's Palace just to improve my strength. Don't tell me why don't you go to the gym, was there a gym in 2000?

I explained my intention to Ye Fan, explaining that I was just here to exercise, and Ye Fan did not object, after all, no matter whether I study or not, I still have to pay the same tuition fee.

In the morning, it was time to teach, Nangong was learning sanda with Ye Fan like everyone else, and I was strengthening my body according to my own method. Others, including Nangong, were very strange to me, but they got used to it after a long time. After all, it's none of your business, hang high.

At noon, Nangong and I went to a small restaurant near the Children's Palace for dinner.

"Boss, why don't you learn? Coach Zhang's teaching is really good! Nangong took a bite of fried rice and said to me.

"Can't you just learn? Anyway, let's go quickly after school every day! I said.

"Don't fool me, boss, my mother is not your mother, the entrance of our school is the city center, and there are often police patrols at night, not to mention robbers, not even a thief." Nangong gave me a blank look.

"Hehe, in fact, I just want to exercise, it doesn't matter if I learn sanda or not." I laughed.

"Alas, boss, how do I think you're mysterious sometimes, not at all like people of our age." Nangong looked at me and said word by word.

I was shocked when I heard this, I won't let this guy see something, right?

But Nangong continued: "Boss, are you drinking too much royal jelly and maturing precociously!" ”

"Fuck off!" I scolded, scared me to death. "You kid is just precocious, yesterday we went to the toilet together, I saw that you have a lot of hair!"

"Hey~ Boss, can you be quiet, how can you talk nonsense about this person's privacy!" Nangong immediately made a big red face.

In the afternoon, the training ground at the Children's Palace was open for free to students attending the Sanda class, but most of them were gone. Teenage children are still very unconscious.

When Nangong and I returned to the training ground, it was empty. Originally, Nangong didn't want to come back.,I'm going to go to the game hall with me in the afternoon.,But I'm not interested in arcades anymore at my age.,Nangong is a person who is less assertive.,Seeing that I went back to the training ground, I also followed.。

I continued my intensive training while Nangong ran to the side and punched the sandbag without any skill. With memories of my past life, I know very well what kind of training works best for my body, and I am developing the flexibility of every muscle in my body as fast as possible.

My training is targeted, and although it doesn't turn me into a toned body, it has a significant effect on strength and flexibility.

When I went back, I told my mother about my enrollment in a computer class, and Ma Ma did not object, encouraging me to study hard and not give up halfway.

In 2000, computers had not yet become what some parents later called game consoles and electronic drugs. At this time, computers were still very mysterious in the eyes of most people, a sign of high-tech office automation.

The computer room in the Children's Palace is very small, with only about 20 computers, all of which are Lenovo 86 brand machines. When I entered, there were only four or five people sitting in the room, which was completely lacking in the momentum of yesterday's sanda class of dozens of people. No wonder the trial fee is so expensive, if it is less, you may not even be able to pay the teacher's lecture fee.

Computers in this era are boring and boring for our generation, and far less exciting than game consoles. It is precisely because of the mystery of the computer that many children and even parents think that this is a scientific instrument far away from life, and only a few parents with advanced consciousness will send their children here to learn.

I found a seat in the back and turned on the computer. The familiar self-check sound, for a moment I was in a surging mood, staring at the screen and waiting for the familiar small window picture.

Well? Why is the screen black? I looked at the prompt in front of me and suddenly remembered that at this time, the domestic computer system was still in the era of DOS.

Isn't this a good woman's urgency? In my previous life, I was used to using the graphical interface, and one day I had to face the prompt, but fortunately, I also learned DOS 6.22 and TC 2.0 in college, otherwise I really don't know where to start.

I skillfully called up the file directory on the hard disk, and the only languages I could use were BASIC and LOGO, and I didn't even have TC (C language program compiler) installed. There are also a few small programs that practice fingering. BASIC is the worst and least used language in my previous life, and even if I use VB, I don't have to memorize some statements and functions. I didn't use the logo language at all, and I didn't even see any of my colleagues use it.