Blossoms of Rebirth

Staring at the darkened portrait of [her eyelashes], Shengtang still didn't react: This sister-in-law moves very quickly!

However, from her few words, Sheng Tang still found inexplicable comfort. For example, as long as Tang Xiusi performs normally, it should be a certainty to apply for Han University next year.

Also, although Tang Xiusi had many suitors, she only focused on studying and would not be distracted at all.

Sheng Tang still believed this, because in his previous life, when he and Tang Xiusi first met online, the thing Tang Xiusi discussed with him the most was studying. If it weren't for the fact that they had known each other online for four years and had the same hobbies in learning, the two of them would not have known each other for four years.

Maybe come together.

After quitting QQ, Sheng Tang began to think about developing programs.

However, doing research and development in a place like an Internet cafe, whether it is hardware or software, is scary and demanding. Before starting, Shengtang felt that he had to buy a USB flash drive first.

Otherwise, after working for a long time, you can turn off your phone at the end and finish playing.

After getting off the plane, Sheng Tang stood up.

Li Xiaoshuai's screen is divided into two. On the left is Su Youpeng and Jia Jingwen's version of "Eternal Dragon Sword", and on the right is Song Wenwen's chat dialog box. He is watching TV and typing, and his body is rising and falling on the recliner, enjoying it endlessly.

He was in the middle of chatting when he suddenly saw Sheng Tang getting up. He quickly took off his earphones and asked, "Boss, why aren't you up?"

Shengtang patted him on the shoulder: "I'm going to buy something. Just keep going. I'll come back to you when I'm done."

When Li Xiaoshuai heard this, he was relieved. He was chatting passionately with Song Wenwen. He wished he could live in the Internet cafe, so how could he be willing to leave?

Sheng Tang glanced at Li Xiaoshuai, who was practicing one-finger meditation on the keyboard again, and felt that this was youth, pure and beautiful.

In another ten or twenty years, who will still have such patience? This method of communication will become that people who don’t even know their names will be dragged directly to the hotel to discuss the blocked content set by the genuine website.

In contrast, one takes care of his heart and the other takes his kidneys. Everyone gets what they need. In fact, if you think about it, that's all.

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The commercial street of Changqiu University Town is distributed in a long strip from north to south, with a row of two-story buildings on the east and west sides, and densely packed merchants gather here.

Shengtang found a store that sold electronic equipment and bought a USB flash drive with a capacity of 256M. This memory is not even as good as the running memory of mobile phones in 2021, but in 2003, it was already very large.

Next to the electronics store was a bookstore. Sheng Tang thought for a while and walked in directly. Five minutes later, Sheng Tang walked out of this bookstore and went to another bookstore. It took him more than half an hour to complete the bookstore in the commercial street.

I visited all five or six bookstores on the Internet.

These bookstores should have unified agents. The materials they sell are common to college students such as postgraduate entrance examinations or public entrance examinations. Most of them are pirated, including CET-4 and CET-6 English, postgraduate entrance examination politics, English, and public basics for career studies.

There are also some books that are not pirated, such as professional materials.

In fact, this is easy to understand. Compared with public course materials such as CET-4 and CET-6 or postgraduate entrance examination politics, English, and professional course books, the market is not large, they are very relevant, and piracy is unprofitable.

Moreover, Sheng Tang also discovered a phenomenon. Because the university town spans a long time, the distribution of these bookstores is also very interesting. For example, at the northernmost end of the commercial street, close to Han University, Qingfeng Bookstore sells all professional books for Han University.

The bookstore opposite Handong Light Industry sells all engineering books, and the bookstore next to Handong Medical College sells the most medical books.

However, Shengtang soon figured out that these bookstore owners all got their goods from an agent, and they had probably already discussed it. One family would be responsible for one school for professional books, while other public books would be priced the same. As for who sold more, who would

Selling a few, everyone depends on their ability.

In fact, this layout is also very reasonable. Postgraduate candidates rarely have time to go shopping. Even if they come to buy books, every second counts, so they only want to buy books nearby. It is very considerate that the nearby bookstores have the professional course books they need.

As for freshmen and sophomores, they lack everything except time. They buy CET-4 and CET-6 or other public materials and are not afraid of running away. They just let the situation take their turn.

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After shopping, Sheng Tang came to Qingfeng Bookstore, which is the closest to Han University, just downstairs from the Deep Blue Internet Cafe. Because it had just rained, the store was very deserted. There was a man about forty years old wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Sitting on a chair, holding a cigarette in one hand and a copy of "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang" in the other, I read it with gusto.

There was also a woman in the room who was about the same age as him. She was slightly chubby and was wearing a black apron. She was sorting the books on the shelf. She and the man looked like a couple, so they must be a couple.

Just looking at their faces, this couple's store combination is much more pleasing to the eye than the owner of the Taoyuan Bookstore at Han University.

The middle-aged man just looked up at Sheng Tang and found that he was a student. There was a hint of youthfulness in his eyebrows. He didn't think it was strange. Maybe he felt that Sheng Tang was standing at the door blocking his view of reading. He moved his body and then

Lower your head.

The fat woman put down the book in her hand and asked, "What book are you going to buy, classmate? Can I help you find it?"

"I don't buy books."

At this time, the middle-aged man paused while turning the book, took another long drag on the butt of his cigarette, and then reluctantly threw it on the ground.

The fat woman was also a little curious: "Don't want to buy a book? Then come here..."

Sheng Tang smiled: "I just wanted to ask if you need a part-time job for college students?"

"Heh~"

As if he heard the joke, the middle-aged man laughed and lowered his head to read again.

The fat woman also smiled and pointed to the deserted bookstore: "Students, you can take a look. It's a small store like ours. Usually two people here are a bit redundant. Where can we recruit people?"

After saying that, he felt that Sheng Tang must be leaving, but he still stood at the door blankly, then took out a pack of cigarettes.

The middle-aged man who was about to lower his head to read a book found that the light in front of him was even darker than before. He looked up and saw the freshman-looking student taking a step towards him, and then very skillfully took out a cigarette from the box.

The cigarette was handed over.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the cigarette.

With a "click" sound, the lighter in Sheng Tang's hand burst into flames.

The middle-aged man held the cigarette in his mouth, waiting for him to light it, but Sheng Tang lit his cigarette, puffed out a circle in his eyes comfortably, then stuffed the lighter back into his trouser pocket, leaned against the door, and looked at the middle-aged man.

The man is laughing.

It seemed that he didn't want to light a cigarette for him in the first place.

"..."

This young man is quite interesting!

The middle-aged man took out his lighter and lit the cigarette. He put away his previous casual attitude, squinted his eyes, and looked at the prosperous Tang Dynasty again.

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