Restart the Flying Age

　　 The first computer class in Grade One High School-Knowing Computers.

　　 Everyone put on thick shoe covers, tiptoed into the dust-proof computer room, followed the highly myopic computer teacher, and observed the computer at close range for the first time.

　　 Uncover the dust-proof and anti-static computer cover, revealing the true face of the milky white computer.

　　 15-inch spherical display, placed on top of the horizontal chassis, next to a set of milky white keyboard and light blue mouse.

　　The computer teacher is called Huang Liang. He has a face like a standard otaku. He looks numb when he sees the student's startled performance.

　　 After getting to know the computer from the appearance, the next step is to have a more in-depth contact.

　　 Turn on, turn off, recognize the computer interface, and be familiar with the keyboard layout.

　　 However, there are 62 students in the class, and the school’s standard computer room only has 20 computers.

　　 So everyone had to divide into three groups to experience this sacred process in turn.

　　 Wu Tao is not interested in these old antiques, so he doesn't bother to **** them with others.

　　 In the first round of twenty people, under Huang Liang's order, like well-trained soldiers, they pressed the power button uniformly.

　　 The solemn and sacred look made Wu Tao want to laugh.

　　 Five seconds later, three computers did not respond. The remaining 17 stations began to slowly refresh their screens until they finally entered the system-DOS interface.

　　 Windows95 reluctant to install, at least you can install Windows3.2, right?

　　 In his previous life, when he was studying in a secondary school in Jinling, he was exposed to Windows 3.2. It seems that the conditions of Beijiang and Jinling are still somewhat different.

　　 So Wu Tao's interest in these computers is even more limited.

　　 A class passed in a flash, and many people felt that they hadn't touched the mouse enough, and they still hadn't gotten off the plane.

　　Walking out of the computer room, Yang Zili caught up and said: "I want to join the computer interest group, how about you? Let's get together!"

　　 Wu Tao shook his head, expressing no interest.

"It seems that you didn't participate in anything. The foreign language interest group, art and music interest group, you all refused, and you even pushed the literature interest group. This is not in line with your status as a student!" Yang Zili said with his fingers broken. .

"I do not have time."

　　 "..." Yang Zili was speechless for a while.

　　 has no interest in anything, even in class, he reads books on his own, not at the blackboard or attending classes.

　　Only when the teacher points to him, everyone will realize his existence. Because no matter what kind of problems, he can answer them fluently and freely.

　　 Could he be a nerd, or a very cold one?

　　 But are there so many talented nerds? Obviously not!

　　 Rebirth, in fact, Wu Tao really wants to integrate into this whole new life.

　　 However, the many imprints of his previous life made it impossible for him to devote himself to it.

　　For example, facing an old antique computer, looking at a period-like dress and dress, will let him play in minutes.

　　Only when facing An Rong, will I truly immerse myself in it unknowingly and forget the difference between the previous life and the present life.

　　 Back to the classroom, An Rong had already been waiting downstairs.

　　 Today is Saturday, the Mid-Autumn Festival. Wu Tao said he would take her home to have a delicious meal and celebrate the festival.

　　 An Rong wore a pink sweater today, she wore fitness pants on her lower body, and a pair of elastic flat shoes on her feet. Show the beautiful posture of the girl just right.

　　 Switched from the front big bar to the back seat, An Rong took Wu Tao's waist and told about the trivial things in the school.

　　 "It's really a headache. I feel studying is very hard recently. In physics class, the teachers are very pale and hard to understand..."

　　 Wu Tao listened patiently.

　　 Actually, An Rong is not to blame for the hard work.

　　 Although Beijiang Middle School has a good reputation, many teachers in the first grade this year are all newbies who have just graduated.

　　 Neither the grasp of the classroom nor the understanding of the teaching content are adequate. This is also the reason why Wu Tao never listens to lectures in class. He teaches himself completely at his own pace, and then summarizes and refines.

　　These methods are habits accumulated in his previous life.

　　 The leapfrog development of the Internet is accompanied by the explosion of knowledge.

　　 In those years, in order to survive and find a way out, he tried many directions and methods. For example, he has tried all of the tests and academic qualifications, as long as he can earn money or help earn money.

　　 But these all require self-study, and over time, I also figured out a set of efficient learning methods that suit me.

　　 After listening to An Rong’s complaint, the two have arrived downstairs in the community.

　　 After stopping the car, Wu Tao took An Rong's scented shoulders and went upstairs together. As he walked, he comforted and said: "It's okay, if you don't understand, mark it down and I will tell you."

　　 An Rong's eyebrows suddenly stretched out, revealing a sweet smile.

　　 The next moment, Qiong's nose shrugged slightly, "What smell, so fragrant?" As he spoke, his mouth started to drool.

　　 "You'll know in a while."

　　 went upstairs and entered the house, An Rong saw that Aunt Hua was busy in the kitchen, immediately rushed over, and said sweetly, "Sister Hua, what is this?"

　　 Aunt Hua turned her head, "Didn't Xiaotao tell you?"

　　 "Huh~" An Rong gave Wu Tao a white look, and turned her head away, "He has been selling things to others, jeopardizing their appetite, bad guys!"

　　 "This is called Mala Tang," Aunt Hua explained with a smile, "I'll cook it for you, you can taste it, and eat more if it is delicious."

　　 An Rong shook her slender legs and said: "Sister Hua made it, it must be delicious!"

　　 The two of them washed their hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and returned to the table, Hua Aunt brought up two hot skewers, hot sauce, sweet sauce and sesame sauce.

　　 There are plenty of meat and vegetables, and a dazzling array.

　　 "Wow, yuba, Baiye, beef balls, my favorite..."

　　 "Wow, it's delicious, it's so delicious..."

　　 Wu Tao kept nodding his head as he ate, and it was even more delicious after adding bean drum and bean paste.

　　 However, after eating five or six skewers, An Rong found depressed that she could no longer eat it.

　　 "Sister Hua, your skewers are actually too much skewers. If you cut the serving size by half, I can eat more!"

　　 Aunt Hua looked at Wu Tao with an innocent look, which was based on his demonstration.

　　 Wu Tao had an idea, and An Rong's words reminded him.

　　 is a good serving size, but there is much less room for diners to choose and match.

The delicacy of 　　 Mala Tang is one aspect that attracts diners, but its richness is also an important aspect.

　　 You can eat a lot of delicious food for a small amount of money, which makes people feel that it is a lot of money for no reason.

　　 "Aunt Hua, Rong Rong is right. After the opening, our skewers will be sold at half the current amount. This way not only the price is half the price, but also the selection is much more attractive, which will be more attractive."

　　 Aunt Hua said thoughtfully: "I was a little worried that the price would be too high, so the price would be fine."

　　 An Rong was very encouraged, and said proudly: "Furthermore, the price is half the price, and many people will eat more unknowingly. The amount of each skewer is reasonable, and the waste will be much less."

　　 Wu Tao gave a thumbs up and said, "Your opinion is very good, this spicy and spicy meal is not for nothing."

　　 An Rong kicked him angrily and said, "You're just eating it for nothing!"