The virtual online world is subtly changing everyone in this country.

He is convenient, he is abundant, and he can satisfy the fantasies that most people cannot pursue in reality.

He can even make a morally corrupt person at will, so that he or she can become the envy of everyone.

Virtual, even scarier than the real world.

Because of the values he transmitted, he deeply influenced the children who had not yet grown up, making them lose their dreams that should have belonged to them.

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In the past few years, Yang Zheng often saw news that induced children to consume, but in recent years, whether it is games, live broadcasts, or those absurd "e-sports career dreams", children are overly precocious.

They probably think that the virtual world is the real world.

They also probably feel that the virtual world is beautiful and happy.

That's why they are led by capitalists, businessmen, and adults with no conscience and no morals to do some ridiculous things.

Once Yang Zheng was also immersed in the virtual world.

He is a man who doesn't have much interest, and in the virtual world he gets a lot of happiness that he can't experience in reality.

The cool articles with incorrect views, the online games that are more regular than going to work, the long and short videos that look interesting, and the banner of killing time, all made him spend nearly half of his 29 years of life in a hurry.

When he was pulled back from the virtual world by Huanhuan and all kinds of people around him, he suddenly understood.

There is no such thing as a waste of time.

Because time is the only fair thing in this world.

He will only race against you, not wait for you when you stay where you are.

Therefore, now Yang Zheng will work hard to play every game of chess and do a good job inside and outside his responsibilities.

He really wanted to make his time slower through his seriousness and hard work, so slow that he could run over the time he had missed.

This is probably the perception of his twenty-nine years of life.

It is also a sign of his transformation from a boy to a man,

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Yang Zheng's students and colleagues seem to be addicted to chess every day.

They kill almost every time they have their spare time.

This is a good thing, because Wang Qi and the chess nerds use the games in the app to make their lessons more colorful.

But this is also a bad thing, because a person of Wang Fugui's age can't learn to use a smartphone or a computer.

His class, on the contrary, became old-fashioned in the eyes of his students.

But fortunately, when Wang Fugui was suspicious and confused, Yang Zheng took the initiative to step forward and patiently help him use the smartphone, which may be more difficult for him than to support his family before.

He will also patiently teach Wang Fugui how to play chess with his mobile phone again and again after class.

It was a rain queen.

A rainy day is not necessarily a sunny rainy day.

Yang Zheng sat in the gloomy faculty lounge and patiently taught Wang Fugui to play chess on his mobile phone again.

But Wang Fugui learned many times, but in the end, he still didn't learn.

He angrily threw the smartphone of more than 2,000 yuan in his hand to the ground, and he walked out of the lounge without saying a word.

Yang Zheng picked up the smartphone, and he chased Wang Fugui out of the lounge.

He looked at Wang Fugui before he could speak.

Wang Fugui suddenly asked: "Is this world no longer needed us old things?" ”

Yang Zheng shook his head and hurriedly said, "This... How is that possible..."

"Then why... Can't the world be kind to us old things? ”

Yang Zheng raised his head, he wanted to say a lot.

But the gloomy sky should have that lingering haze, which made his throat seem to be choked by a big hand.

He suddenly found that he couldn't seem to say any sentence that could comfort Wang Fugui at this time.

……

"Do you think the world has forgotten about us old things?" Lao Zhou held the chess pieces, and he asked Yang Zheng, who was sitting opposite him, a question about forgetting.

The sun shone on his face at this time, and the wrinkles that were deep like trenches full of annual rings made Lao Zhou look like a tired warrior after a hundred battles.

"Probably not." Yang Zheng lowered his head and whispered, and the shadow of Wang Fugui inexplicably appeared in front of his eyes.

"Then tell me, what are we old things doing with spending a lifetime building the country and making the country stable and prosperous?"

"For what?" Yang Zheng subconsciously repeated.

"It's so that you young people can live without being afraid every day like we are. It is also so that you young people can have a dream of your own. ”

"Dreams?"

"Yes, it's a dream."

Lao Zhou dropped the chess pieces, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, and he said: "The kind of dream that is not contaminated with the world and money." ”

"Let me ask you, Yang Zheng, do you have a dream?"

"Or do you have a dream?"

Lao Zhou watched the chess pieces in Yang Zheng's hand fall on the chessboard, he picked up the chess pieces on the chessboard and smashed them hard.

"General!"

With Lao Zhou's general, Yang Zheng suddenly came to his senses.

He no longer looked at the chess game that could have been saved, he stood up and ran in one direction presumptuously.

He seemed to have found the words to comfort Wang Fugui, and he seemed to have broken free from the big hands that had been pinching his throat.

He was more like, running past the time wasted before.

also ran through this false world that doesn't seem to treat the elderly well.

He ran into this world that belonged to him.