Rewind time a little.

Late at night, Xu Cheng was lying on his desk, with a copy of "C Language Programming" under the lamp.

Regardless of whether you will work in computer science in the future, there is always nothing wrong with improving your abilities.

Even if he is reborn once, Xu Cheng does not dare to guarantee that he will be able to do so in the future, in case fate makes people and all the small abacus fails, then at least the accumulated skills will not disappear, and it can provide him with the capital to base himself on society.

Glancing up at the forum on the computer screen.

"C# or Java, Sun or Microsoft, PHP, should we give up C++..."

The style of painting in the current programming circle is basically like this, everyone is discussing what programming language is good and what language I should learn.

Xu Cheng feels that he still has the right to speak, he has a slight impression of the popular languages, Java in the era of smartphones, C++ preferred for game development, crawlers running wildly, and the C language that is stable and stable, and the C language in the embedded era is still very crucial.

In the face of a complex programming language system, Xu Cheng also struggled with what kind of ones he wanted to learn, and then simply put his hands in his pockets.

Only children do multiple-choice questions, and adults of course I want them all!

Adults are utilitarian and worried about wasting time doing useless work, Xu Cheng has no such concerns, he has a long time for himself to learn, integrate various languages, the so-called sharpening knives without mistakes and chopping wood, after mastering a variety of techniques, he will definitely get back all the time spent.

"Dididi"

The computer in front of Xu Cheng rang, and in the lower right corner of the screen, the little penguin with a scarf began to flash, and it is said that this prompt sound was recorded by Xiao Ma from his BB machine.

"Boss Porridge: Are you there?"

"Jinghai First Affectionate: Hmm."

Xu Cheng is an old netizen, in 99, when QQ was just launched in the Huajun Software Park, and it was still called OICQ, he went to register several accounts.

Five-digit!

If you don't sell it, you will leave it to your grandson to pretend to use it later.

Lin Wancongee is not proficient in using the computer, and she hasn't replied to the message for a long time, Xu Cheng can make up the picture of her using her two-finger Zen to deduct the keyboard word by word, while waiting, Xu Cheng casually flipped up the chat history.

"Boss Porridge: Today is Ma Huateng's birthday, forward this message to 10 friends, and your QQ number level will have one more sun."

"Jinghai's first affectionate: Hello, I am Qin Shi Huang, in fact, I am not dead, I have 100 tons of gold in Chang'an, and I need 2,000 yuan to thaw now..."

"It's really a collision of old and new cultures." , Xu Cheng complained, and the news of Lin Wan's porridge had been sent.

"Boss Porridge: Xu Chengcheng, will you be on duty for me the day after tomorrow?"

"Boss Porridge: I have to take a few days off tomorrow, and my mother wants me to go back to my grandmother's house with her."

"Boss Porridge: Okay?"

"Porridge boss: [pitiful]"

The duty is four people together, Xu Cheng was originally in a group with Lin Wancongee, according to the practice of boys mopping the floor and girls sweeping the floor, she is on duty to sweep and mop the floor again.

"Jinghai's first affection: No."

"Boss Porridge: [Heartbreak]"

"Boss Porridge: I want an affirmation."

"Jinghai's first affection: definitely not."

...

Of course, the matter finally agreed, after all, Xu Chengbai has prostituted Lin Wanbei's iPod for so long, and coupled with the relationship between the two, it is impossible not to help her.

Putting on Lin Wan's porridge's iPod and playing a song "Love in the Queen", Xu Cheng got up and was about to pour a glass of milk in the refrigerator to drink, but was stopped by Xu Jianghe, who was wearing a coat and going to the toilet.

"Eh, Xu Cheng, where did you get this one you wear?"

"I borrowed Lin Wan's porridge."

"It's a... MP3？ ”

"No, it's not." , Xu Cheng shook his head, "Dad, you don't know much about the market, this is Apple's new iPod." ”

Xu Cheng took the iPod to Xu Jianghe, Xu Jianghe took it in his hand and looked at it, and sighed.

"The times are really fast now, I used to think that having a Walkman, Diskman was quite amazing, and now what is MP3, and this one is being shot."

"By the way, Xu Cheng, is MP3 very popular among you children?"

"The fire is very hot... It's just a bit expensive. ”

I have the impression that there was a period of time when the big brother of traditional players, SONY, was stubborn and stuck to the Walkman, resulting in a large number of players being divided by foreign MP3 manufacturers.

"02 years to make MP3... If Jing'an Communication transforms in this direction of production...", this idea flashed through Xu Cheng's mind.

If I'm not mistaken,The early MP3 market share was dominated by the Korean system.,One of the representatives is the iriver with countless filial sons.,Domestic and pirated versions seem to have appeared on the stage since 04.。

A 2-year head start!

In Xu Cheng's view, MP3 is very cost-effective, whether it is used as a product or as a foreshadowing of PHS.

Thinking of this, Xu Cheng's eyes were full of heat when he looked at his father.

"Dad, your resume is going to be brilliant to explode!"

Next.

Because there was no wake-up from Lin Wan's porridge in the early morning, Xu Cheng was very unaccustomed to being a little late.

"Lao Xu, why didn't you come today?" , A chubby boy walked up to Xu Cheng's table and asked him curiously.

Xu Cheng glanced at him and didn't speak.

Li Qiuyang, the little fat man in the kindergarten who yelled at Xu Cheng to bully him all day long, was once again assigned to the same class as Xu Cheng.

As for the grudge in the kindergarten, it has long disappeared with growth, and now the relationship between the two is quite good.

"Lao Xu, yesterday I was almost caught by my mother that I was secretly playing on the computer, when are you on the number, let's get married quickly."

Xu Cheng still ignored him.

"What, Lao Xu, did you write your math homework? Lend me a copy. After a long time, Li Qiuyang finally said his ultimate goal with a smile.

Xu Cheng finally spoke, "What did you just tell me?" ”

"Lend me my math homework?"

"No, last sentence."

"Let's get married?"

"One more sentence."

Li Qiuyang thought for a long time, "Your family..."

"Take it."

The classroom without the supervision of the teacher became a hornet's nest, and as the classroom door was pushed open, the classroom that was still chaotic just now became quiet in an instant.

The head teacher, Zhu Ziqian, was a very sharp middle-aged woman, standing on the podium and holding her glasses, she was full of coercion, and none of the students who spoke just now dared to look up at her.

"Say, Li Qiuyang, why don't you say it, do you need me to invite you to the teacher's office to continue the lecture, or do you go up to the podium and say a few more words?"

grabbed a typical one first, Zhu Ziqian unscrewed the thermos cup soaked in wolfberries and blew twice.

"Look along the road, which of the other classes has a sound? It's the noisiest in our class! ”

"Don't you look at what you did in the last exam? And the face has been talking about it all the time. ”

"I've brought so many students, and it's the first time I've met you so bad!"

Like a black cloud pressing down on the city, the whole class buried their heads in the table, for fear that Zhu Ziqian would see that she was unhappy, and then pick it out and criticize her.

Only Xu Cheng sat upright, smiling and listening to this section of the homeroom teacher's literature.

"Jiang Yulu, what are you doing as a squad leader? I don't know how to manage it. ”

"Look at what you did in the last exam, did you get into the top three you promised me? I said that you can be the squad leader, but you can't say it as soon as possible, how to set an example for others. ”

The head of the team, Jiang Yulu, was aggrieved and cried on the table.

"It's okay to cry, okay, let's watch you cry together, you cry for a minute, spread the whole class, one person for a minute, that's more than seventy minutes, let's see how long you can cry...", Zhu Ziqian has been teaching for many years, which is the soft-hearted character of a little girl when she cries.

Jiang Yulu really sobbed and held back her emotions.

After another five minutes of babbling, she felt almost the same, and then beckoned to the side, "Who's that, come here." ”

It was only at this time that Xu Cheng and most of his classmates noticed that there had been a girl standing next to Zhu Ziqian just now.

Her presence is too low...