Bit Mania [Hacking]

Various types of screwdrivers, tweezers, ammeters, air guns, welding pens, a large number of capacitors, crystal oscillators, etc., and even brushes for sweeping dust are all neatly stacked on the workbench, and it is almost impossible to find space to put another water glass .Luo Zixin picked up the baffle of the case, replaced the screwdriver and carefully removed the various parts inside, and observed carefully with a magnifying glass. The screws were gathered by a magnet, and their original positions had been engraved in Luo Zixin's brain.

The boy took a thin wooden board and put it on his lap, and quickly recorded the function, structure and parameters of each component on it with white paper. There was a sound outside, and then he put down a chip in his hand in a daze, and walked out of the room with his hair in a mess.

Father Luo, who knew his son's nature well, asked angrily, "Have you brushed your teeth yet?"

"Oh..." Luo Zixin turned a corner and went into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of teeth brushing came from inside.

Luo Hui shook his head helplessly, and put the washed school uniform on the chair.All Luo Zixin's talent seems to be compressed in electronic technology, but he is always stupid and can't take care of himself in life. As a father, he must always pay attention to the boy's daily life at home, otherwise Luo Hui can imagine that without him, The kid will definitely wear two different socks to school.

Here Luo Zixin finished his breakfast, changed into his school uniform and went to school.

The rain yesterday evening had escalated into a torrential downpour at eight or nine o'clock at night, and it poured non-stop on Huanjiang City all night, until the next morning when it reluctantly stopped.On the way Luo Zixin walked to the school, he saw many houses pouring out the rainwater that could not be drained.

The time of studying those courses in the school was boring to him. At noon, Luo Zixin didn't bother to go to eat, but just put a bun in his mouth hastily, and left the classroom impatiently.

Ever since he had an extra computer waiting to be repaired at home, he didn't want to waste even a second.The school library of Huanjiang Middle School is open to students free of charge during the class. In the past three days, every lunch break, Zixin would rush to the library with a notebook and pen under his arm. It was originally imported by the Apple Company in the United States. His notebook lists the incomprehensible foreign language vocabulary encountered in some places such as the full English manual and the back of the circuit board when he was thinking about that computer these days, as well as some other related words. Terminology, I need to borrow the only English-Chinese dictionary in the library to translate them.

When I came to the library today, Luo Zixin clearly felt that there were a lot more people in the room than usual. A long table was full of people, including students and teachers, who were gathering to exchange something.

But these have nothing to do with the boy. As usual, he walked to the bookshelf where the reference books were placed familiarly, squatted down and looked for the English dictionary in the corner, and quickly slid his fingers over the brick-like books. After repeating it again in disbelief, the boy let out a little gasp, with a puzzled look on his face.

The dictionary he needed was missing.Luo Zixin walked around the bookshelf nervously, but he didn't see the familiar figure, so he thought of asking the librarian, but was told that the book had already been borrowed.

The boy stood there disappointed. There was only one English-Chinese dictionary in the library, but it was rarely read. This brick book revised in 1986 had been quietly placed on the bottom shelf before Luo Zixin found him. The unobtrusive corner, when he borrowed it for the first time, his hands were even forced to be covered with a thick layer of dust.

Indeed, this book has never been borrowed by anyone other than him, which made Luo Zixin a little hard to accept the fact that it would also be borrowed by others. The boy never thought that one day he would come to the library by himself, but he could do nothing .Thinking of this, he unconsciously tightened the notebook in his hand. There are still more than a dozen key technical terms that need to be explained urgently. These are the questions he only summed up after staying up late last night until two o'clock in the morning.

This kind of feeling is like a hungry and thirsty traveler walking in the desert, insisting on moving towards the oasis in memory, but only to find that the oasis in the past has long been assimilated into a desert by the yellow sand.

Luo Zixin was like a wilted cabbage that had lost its nutrients and became listless. He turned and walked to the door, but when he passed by the table full of people before, he accidentally saw the table lying on the table. The familiar black cover.

The boy stopped in his footsteps, staring at the English-Chinese dictionary on the table. The group of teachers and students were discussing something intensely. One senior student was talking excitedly, clapping his hands on the dictionary unconsciously. Make a dull sound of "bang bang".

Luo Zixin really wanted to take that dictionary out of the opponent's hands, but it was almost impossible for him who had always been introverted. He stood there motionless, fighting fiercely in his heart .

In the end, the strong desire made Zixin finally pluck up the courage, and cautiously interjected.

"that……"

"So we should use strong words to explain our point of view first!" The heated discussion was interrupted by a small voice, and the discussion stopped abruptly, and everyone subconsciously looked at the speaker.

Luo Zixin swallowed, and being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of sullen eyes at the same time brought a huge sense of oppression to him who had always been shy, and made him even start to stutter: "I, I want to say...you use A dictionary?"

"What?" The boy's inability to express his meaning made everyone confused.

Luo Zixin tried to express himself clearly: "...If you don't use it, can you let me use it?"

After the voice fell, after a short pause, a student spoke: "Yes, did you see that we are using it, I can't borrow yours."

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about. Do you know who we are? We are the latest student representative team elected by the school. Everyone is the best in the school. The team representing our entire Huanjiang Middle School went to the city to participate in the English debate competition. Only the most Excellent students are qualified for this! Let's go, don't hinder us!"

Luo Zixin was pushed and shoved by someone, maybe the other party didn't use much force, but the thin boy still had to take several steps back.For an ordinary student like him, the competitions of the top students are always mysterious and important, but compared with them, his needs seem so humble, and it is almost a crime to disturb them.

He could only ask with the last glimmer of hope: "Then when are you going to use it?"

"There is still one and a half months before the competition. Before that, we have included this dictionary!"

"One, one and a half months?!" Hearing the bad news, someone felt his eyes go dark.

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Qin Yaode is a technician in the infrastructure construction department of Huanjiang Town. He has a fierce wife and a daughter who is in high school.

He has been sitting as a technician for 12 years, because he is not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, and he has not achieved much in ability, so he has seen all the colleagues and even juniors around him being promoted to his head over the years. But he was motionless as if stuck there by glue, which made him always be scolded by the tigress at home by his ears like his grandson.

Every morning, Qin Yaode must be like this now, walking home with a plastic bag containing biscuits in one hand and an umbrella in the other. He gets up early and walks out of the house alone every day. Wrapped in a coat against the cold wind, I had to turn across two streets to buy breakfast for the two of my family, just because I made less money than others.

Thinking of this, he cursed irritably. The yellow-faced woman stayed at home with nothing to do. She only knew to watch TV and play mahjong. She didn't do anything except make food and wash clothes, but she scolded him all day long for making little money and being worthless. She hated this and that. , It's really standing and talking without back pain.

He returned to the door of the house and was about to put away the umbrella at the entrance, but saw something white stuck to the top of the umbrella, which made Qin Yaode's bad mood worse: "It's that little bastard who killed a thousand knives littering !"

Qin Yaode ripped off the piece of paper irritably, and was about to roll it up and throw it into the trash can, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of part of the paper. The familiar technical terms on it made him stunned, and he forgot to close the umbrella. Definitely look at it from scratch.

"Full-coverage cellular public land mobile network design scheme? What a big tone..."

"No-repeater curve setting for duplex channel... um... eh?"

The man's eyes widened and he stood at the entrance like this, holding an open umbrella in one hand and forgot to change his rain-stained shoes. When he saw the most exciting place behind, the content on the paper was It came to an abrupt end.

"... Fuck! What's in the back, what's in the back?!" The man roared angrily.

"Damn it, why are you arguing? Have you bought breakfast!" Huanglian Po's sleepy curse came from the room.

"Shut up!" He yelled back in a rough voice for the first time, and immediately felt a burst of pleasure, but the man soon saw his wife walking towards him with a broom...