One hundred and seventy-one

These are three computers of different colors, some black and some white, however, because they are all second-hand, they all look quite shabby, but one of them looks quite new, and there is no serious damage to the surface, and even the entire keyboard does not seem to have been used.

So far, the madman turned on the computer.,Anyway, the speed of startup looks very slow.,It's just after entering the system.,But I found that there was no WORD software in it.,There are a lot of software to watch movies.,It seems that its previous owner liked to watch movies very much.,And then use the mouse to click on the icon to test for a while.,Found that the speed of reflection is OK.,This asks the boss about the price.。

The boss said that this computer can't play games, whether it's the processor or the memory, it's not good, so if someone asks about this computer, he will say six hundred yuan, but it has never been sold, so now it's five hundred yuan.

The madman smiled after hearing this, which made the boss install WORD in it, and then spent more than 30 yuan to choose a keyboard, and originally wanted to choose a better mouse, who knew that the boss actually sent a broken mouse directly, saying that it was worthless anyway, in short, he was quite satisfied with this computer maniac.

Then he took the computer and went home with Yaping, and when he got home, Yaping continued to watch TV, and the madman began to write a diary, because there seemed to be a lot of things to record today, especially when he heard about the explosion of the factory.

During the whole process of recording the diary, his mood was unusually heavy, because he really understood that it couldn't be as simple as the death of hundreds of people, and the whole process of the matter must be more serious than this, and he also maintained a skeptical attitude, thinking that there was a big tin pot? How could even the factory collapse collapsed? Obviously, there is a lot of fog in this matter.

After recording the diary, he opened the laptop on the desk with joy, first of all, he cleaned up the entire system software in the computer, anyway, almost all the software that was not needed in it was uninstalled, and in the end only left the four icons of the initial system of the computer, as well as WORD software, and the other is to leave a software to watch movies, because he felt that Yaping was likely to need to watch movies, of course, chat software also needs to stay.

At this time, looking at the chat software on the computer, all of a sudden, more memories suddenly came to mind, remembering that once in the Internet company, the company's regulations are not allowed to chat software, and if you catch it, you will be fined, and these scenes in your memory seem to have just happened yesterday, which is really melancholy.

The shattering of the dreams of countless dreamers in those network companies, and even listening to their heartbreaking stories, and even watching them leave in despair, of course, Lili, but now Lili seems to have stayed in her heart forever, looking at the pen in front of her, isn't this the most perfect existence that Lili gave herself? Strictly speaking, this fountain pen really changed the fate of his life, because without this fountain pen, he may not really be where he is now.

Then he picked up his notebook and began to type the book "Love All My Life" into the computer, in fact, his typing speed was simply incredibly fast, so far the input was really fast.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that he wiped out the cigarette in his hand, and then stopped typing, because Yaping was still watching TV, and she didn't sleep, because the keyboard made a loud sound when typing, so he saved all the text typed on the computer in docx file format.

Then she stripped off her clothes and went to bed, Yaping yawned and said, "I shouldn't have bought you a computer, the sound is really noisy." ”

The madman just smiled, saying that he would definitely pay attention to it in the future, but he understood that it was not that the sound of the keyboard was too loud that caused Yaping to be unhappy, the reason for all this was just his own incompetence, or simply because of poverty, if he had money, then he would definitely have a bigger home, and there would be several houses in it, so that there would be an independent study, then the current situation would not occur.

But there has always been a world of difference between imagination and reality, so the current madman still has to continue to endure the reality of his poverty, and can only hold Yaping and comfort her.

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After dawn, Yaping didn't go out to play, she always watched TV at home, or read books, and even went down to buy food, and the madman kept sitting in front of the computer and typing text, maybe because he had just bought the computer back, and the other was that the interest in writing books was too high, so it really didn't stop all day.

So today's diary just says that Yaping watched TV and books for a day, sat by the computer by herself, and was typing in the book "Love for a Life" except for eating, and then there was really nothing else to write.

Then he continued to sleep with Yaping, and then continued to work after waking up.

That's right, this is an extremely boring life, all the workers in our world are like this, even the leaders in the company, don't the leaders have to go to work? As for the boring Monday that had just begun, a group of girls in the workshop complained about Yaping, who was as cold as a madman, saying that he didn't go out with them or anything, and always stayed at home, not afraid of mold or anything, and Yaping just smiled awkwardly at these things.

Although these girls will eventually describe to Yaping the happy things they encountered when they went out together, and even the scenery they saw, Yaping really just smiled, but the madman understood that Yaping wanted to go out to play, yes, she always stayed by her side silently, which was really not good.

Then it was the beginning of the boring work life, as for the madman, he was still the same, although his hands seemed to be working very hard all the time, but his mind was always thinking about other things, it can be said that his mind was not at the so-called work at all.

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And the so-called time is also fleeting, and soon it will be a few weeks later, although in the past few weeks, the madman wants to go out with Yaping to play, but recently the company has started to be very busy, mainly because the hot melting workshop has added a large number of new employees, and then there are a lot of products, so that the company is really very busy, although all the colleagues in the past few weeks, there is really no day off, and even every day is overtime until after twenty o'clock in the evening, no matter how you think, It was a very unbearable working time, but all the colleagues looked very happy.

That's right, this kind of thing that has been going to work all the time can really make all colleagues happy, and all the time in their lives except for sleeping is wasted in the company, and they are still so happy, but this is because everyone's salary will be hundreds of dollars more this month, after all, there are so many overtime hours.

And every time I think of this, the madman is not only sad, but also feels ridiculous, because everyone is too simple, and they don't understand that their own efforts and rewards are simply the most legitimate fraud in the world, but everyone is like this, whether it is an aunt in their fifties, or a girl in their seventeen or eighteen years, they are all here for the pitiful monthly salary, wasting cold years, wasting their lives, it is really a waste of life, but everyone is like this.

At this moment, the madman is still sitting at his job, and a few girls on the side are discussing, if before the New Year, there will be no day off, so that there must be a lot of wages during the New Year, so that the New Year will be very good or something, the madman is distracted and tears the mobile phone film in his hand, listening to these simple dreams, I think everyone is really simple to the terrible, but why does the world still have to be full of malice towards these such simple people? I don't know, I really don't know, but the only thing that can be understood is that the world has always been like this, and even if you look at the history of the world, it is not difficult to see that this situation has never changed anything.

But it was just when the madman was thinking about it that the clever man on the side whispered: "Madman, I found that you have been getting colder and colder lately, and you haven't spoken to anyone for at least a week, right?" ”

The madman was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses a little, then turned his head to look at the clever man beside him, and said casually: "Because the weather has been getting colder and colder recently, I don't want to talk." ”

Anyway, now the madman doesn't know why, so he would say such an inexplicable reason, but Lingli obviously didn't buy it, so he grinned and sneered, but the workshop at this time was not cold at all, because the top of his head was a huge central air conditioner, so in this workshop, as long as he wore a piece of clothing, he would not feel cold.

But despite this, all the colleagues seem to feel more or less that the recent madman is getting colder and colder, and it seems to be more and more unsociable, and even when the madman smokes, he just smokes silently by himself, and does not communicate with anyone, of course, the madman himself has found out about this, but he thinks that with all his colleagues, it seems that there is nothing to say at all.

But Yaping is still the same, she always looks so cheerful, and now Yaping is chatting quietly with a few female colleagues on the side.

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Anyway, the boring work life is like this, and even for all the migrant workers in the world, it is like this, so the madman who gets off work soon and then comes home will be in a daze at the computer that has not yet started.

And this is just because in the past few weeks, I really put the book "Love All My Life" in my notebook, anyway, all the words I wrote were typed into the computer, and finally counted, there were less than 80,000 words? And this less than 80,000 words may only God knows, how much time did it take to get off work, although I feel the difficulty of writing a book, but now I have a computer, so I have a little comfort in my heart.

However, now he is sitting in front of the computer, smoking a cigarette in numbness, but he is thinking about a very, very important thing in a trance, because he submitted a manuscript to a platform for writing books a few days ago, but it seems that there is no reply until now.