Eighteen Years of Legendary Wave

　　 I feel very heavy.

　　 Amo went home and called him, but did not wake up.

　　 There was a strange dream at the beginning.

　　 I dreamed that I returned to my father's unit. In the long and narrow corridor, the children were running and frolicking.

　　 exclaimed happily.

　　 seems to be playing some game.

There was nothing behind 　　, it was pitch black, only a deep sleep.

　　 Open your eyes again, the sun has already come out.

　　 Amu opened the curtains and let the sun shine in.

　　 attached to his ear and said: "Get up quickly, big slacker."

　　He didn't speak.

　　 I still don't want to think about it, I feel so tired that I can't even open my eyelids.

　　 fell asleep again.

　　 After a while, a thought kept circling in my mind.

　　 He asked himself: Is this the feeling of exhaustion I want?

　　 is very enjoyable, but there is still something missing.

　　 Then, he opened his eyes and saw a bright light outside the window.

　　 Amo sat in front of the computer.

　　 "What time is it?" He was exhausted and reached for his mobile phone.

　　 saw the number on the screen read: 12:10.

　　 A Mou looked back at him: "You have slept for at least 18 hours, you can sleep better than me." She laughed and quit the game. Get up and walk in front of him: "This is what you told me before, after exhausting your energy, why can't I sleep for 18 hours."

　　 "Because you finished writing the manuscript last night, you went home to sleep." Su Qingyue said with a smile.

　　 finally sat up, and Amu said, "Now the group is talking about my special articles. There are several media outlets who want to dig me to be the chief technology officer. What do you think I should do? Go or not?"

　　 knew that she didn't really let herself come up with ideas.

　　 just want to let myself know that she is great.

　　 Su Qingyue stretched out, "Gong power has increased." He said.

　　 I heard the cooking in the kitchen.

　　 still want to sleep.

　　 Ah Mou pushed him up and urged: "Hurry up and wash. Don't do nothing. Let people wait for dinner."

　　Su Qingyue just walked out of the house and rinsed.

When 　　 came out, I saw that Brother Guang had just arranged the dishes.

　　 Three people sat down.

　　 Su Qingyue asked Amou if there was anything tonight.

　　 Amu asked what happened.

　　 Then he told about Choi Seungwoo's arrival.

　　 Brother Guang, smoking a cigarette, opened a bottle of beer, and started drinking.

　　 Amu asked curiously: "What are they doing?" He took a bite of the meat and put it in his mouth.

"It should be to investigate the market. Now the scenery is very good here. Everyone wants to get a piece of the pie." Su Qing thought for a while, and said: "Besides, many Korean games have achieved great success in China. They will definitely want to publish themselves. Better, high profits, short billing periods, and more controllable schedules and version feedback."

　　 Brother Guang thought for a while.

He expressed concern: "Now that the market is so good, why do we always feel that we are a media industry? I feel that the industry is good, it has nothing to do with us, and many problems cannot be overcome. You told me last time, I thought about it later It makes sense, but besides doing this, what else can you do?"

"Brother Guang, I think your thinking is a bit problematic." You don't need to be polite when you speak, "You are content, not an industry. You should find good content to make a breakthrough. Because the content industry, the core is content. Before What you said is more like a platform. Li Yonghao has done such a thing long ago and it is not suitable for you."

　　 "What you said makes sense." Brother Guang nodded.

　　 Then they talked a lot.

　　 Su Qingyue suggested that he might as well find a direction and go deeper.

　　 build its own core competitiveness.

　　 He believes that when everyone is trying to expand in the market, someone should dig deeper.

　　 Brother Guang also feels right.

　　Investors believe that it is very difficult for a hobbyist website to make money.

　　 "This is not a formal media." Guang Ge concluded.

　　 Su Qingyue thinks, what age is this, and still talk about this.

　　Traffic is king. Is it not easy to realize the flow of traffic?

　　 Finished dinner at noon.

　　 He and Amou got up to clean the dishes.

　　 was all packed, returned to the living room, and saw Brother Guang lying lazily on the sofa.

　　 was playing with something like a gamepad.

　　 Sounds kept coming from inside.

　　 Su Qingyue was surprised and looked over.

　　 found that in addition to the nine-square grid of the phone, there are also arrow keys and answer and end keys.

　　 and a few other keys he didn't recognize.

　　 A small color screen.

　　 is not like Nintendo’s GameBoy.

　　 I took a closer look and realized that it was a Nokia mobile phone.

　　 asked: "What model is this?"

"N-Gage." Guang Ge said: "We haven't released the National Bank yet, the machine they used for evaluation. I took it over to play, it's really good, mainly can play games, and even connect via Bluetooth." He introduced. .

　　 "So strong?" Su Qing became more interested.

　　 "Try it." Brother Guang handed him the machine.

　　 Su Qingyue tried two games.

　　 It feels okay.

　　 But this kind of java game is still too basic.

　　 But with the development of hardware.

　　 Will games be transferred to terminals like mobile phones in the future?

　　 After all, this kind of convenience is unparalleled.

　　 Moore's Law, this day may come.

　　 chatted with Brother Guang for a while.

　　 then set off.

　　 It was still early, and he and Amo went to Dinghao Building in Xiguan Village.

　　As a reward, Su Qingyue bought A Mou, the recently popular Dopod.

　　 WindowsCE system for mobile phones.

　　 color screen mobile phone, you can take pictures.

　　 can also contain games, e-books and software.

　　 Amu held it in his hand and smiled happily.

　　 Su Qing deeply felt that hardware is undergoing high-speed innovation.

The 　　 direction seems to be towards the computer.

　　 is really changing with each passing day, if the practitioners can't speed up and keep up with the tide of the times.

　　In this seemingly golden age, the elimination rate will be very high.

　　When they came out of Dinghao, people kept asking them if they wanted a laptop?

　　 Do you want a plate?

　　Do you want an invoice?

　　 Su Qingyue and Ah Mou are unbearable and leave quickly.

　　 After five o'clock, I got in the car and went to the place to eat.

　　 On the road, Amu loves the newly bought mobile phone~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

　　 Su Qingyue feels that men and women are really different.

　　 He suddenly joked with Amou and said: I don't want it anymore, so I can use it for myself.

　　 Ah Mou rolled his small eyes and said: Don't think about it.

　　 Su Qingyue felt that this was their difference.

　　 After two months, this machine will feel worthless in my hands.

　　 But two months later, Ah Mu can still put it down.

　　 See her tapping on the phone screen with her pen.

　　 Think of the N-gage in the hands of Brother Guang.

　　 Chen Feng said: This industry still has a golden period of ten years.

　　 Su Qingyue feels that if the terminals are enriched, it may be more than ten years.

　　 Xiguancun Street was very congested, and it took them more than half an hour to turn to the ring road.

After 　　 it took another thirty minutes to finally reach the place.

　　 During this period, Su Qingyue didn't think the time was long at all.

　　 until getting off.

　　 The cold air blew his face, and he suddenly recovered.

　　 It turns out that when the mood is calm, the long wait will pass so easily.

　　 They arrived at the entrance of the restaurant.

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