The Black Technology Era of Xueba

Back in the bedroom, Xiao Ming sat at the desk. The table was full of review materials for various subjects. Unfortunately, there was not a single word on it. It was all used by Xiao Ming in the past to pretend.

Xiao Ming took out the mental reagent in his pocket. The transparent glass bottle contained 150 ml of light blue reagent. It looked like a new kind of drink in the supermarket, which could arouse people's appetite.

Xiao Ming unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, the familiar taste in the dream! It is the smell of panfloxacin spirit reagent.

After taking a few sips of the spiritual reagent, Xiao Ming's head that had been drowsy became clear, his whole body was in a much better state, and he was full of energy.

Xiao Ming didn't expect Pan Shaxing's junk products to be so useful in this world.

Xiao Ming took out the English review materials, and after knowing his own level, he knew that he could get into a good school. He only needed to seriously review Chinese and English. These two subjects did not require high scores, but he just asked not to hold back.

In Xiao Ming's past memory, English basically had no sense of existence. Except for simple junior high school vocabulary and grammar, he knew nothing about it.

Xiao Ming had to start from the most basic, but soon Xiao Ming summed up the grammar rules of English.

In the dream, as a technological warrior of Pan Shaxing, he has invaded many low-level intelligent planets, and found that the English grammar is the same as the language grammar used by him to invade some low-level high-tech planets, and there is no distinction between yin and yang.

Xiao Ming has learned these low-level languages ​​and can master them well.

From eleven o'clock to three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Ming was not sleepy at all, and his entire body was in a very comfortable state. He completely summarized most of the grammar for junior high school and high school.

Grammar, Xiao Ming can basically master, the only difficulty is words.

The number of vocabulary words in junior high and high school adds up to about 4,000 words, and Xiao Ming's mind will not contain more than 1,500 words.

Xiao Ming still knows and can write simple words such as what, you, are, etc., but more complicated ones are more difficult. Every time the English test composition, Xiao Ming uses the only vocabulary to write, of course, it is full of mistakes.

There are less than seven months before the college entrance examination. Xiao Ming has enough time to recite the words, knows the grammar and can memorize a certain number of words. Xiao Ming is confident to improve his English to more than 100%.

Since then, only the language department is relatively weak, but Xiao Ming likes to read novels and has a certain degree of love for language, so even if he does not take any measures, he will not be too delayed.

Xiao Ming also formulated a strategy for Chinese review. He listened carefully in class, and did the questions carefully in exams. After all, Chinese requires a long period of accumulation, and it is not the kind of subject that can be successfully tested after a year and a half of raids.

After Xiao Ming made all the review plans, it was already four in the morning.

With the help of the mental reagent, Xiao Ming only needed to sleep for more than an hour to fully recover his energy without damaging his body.

He set the alarm clock (5:50) and fell asleep on the bed.

He had to find a way to earn more surprise points. This was Xiao Ming's last consciousness before going to bed.

At 5:50 in the morning, Xiao Ming woke up refreshed, put on short-sleeved shorts and prepared to go out for a morning run to exercise.

If you want to recuperate this weak skin, it is not enough to rely on mental reagents alone, and you need to exercise.

The one who got up earlier than Xiao Ming was his mother He Hui. He Hui's non-staple food stall outside the paper factory's courtyard would open at 6 o'clock, so she had to get up at 5 o'clock to prepare for her husband who had returned early to study for her son. Prepare meals.

The greatest qualities of mothers and wives are shown to the fullest at this time.

"Why is it so early today?" He Hui was a little surprised. Usually, her son got up at 6:30 and rushed to the school with two buns to catch up with early self-study.

"Go out and exercise." Xiao Ming found a pair of yellowish sneakers to wear on his feet.

"In such a cold day, you wear so little?" He Hui said quickly, "I'll get you a down jacket."

The winter in Jiangcheng is humid and cold, the temperature in the morning can be as low as minus two or three degrees, and there are condensations on the ground.

"No, don't worry about me for breakfast, I'll go to school to eat."

Just when Xiao Ming was about to go out, Xiao Jianqiang also came back from the night shift, his face was sallow and his mood was not very good.

Xiao Ming at the door vaguely heard Xiao Jianqiang talking to He Hui.

"The factory needs to optimize the sewage treatment workshop. It said that the sewage treatment equipment will be upgraded to meet the current environmental protection standards, and German equipment and university students will also be introduced. Those of us old employees who do not understand technology will be optimized."

Optimization is a self-deprecating statement made by paper mill employees about being laid off.

The so-called optimization is to adjust the employees who do not fit the position to other positions. Other positions are usually more difficult, unhealthy, and less rewarding than the current position. Many employees can't stand it and will take the initiative to apply for resignation. If you take the initiative to apply for resignation, the paper mill will of course not have to make any compensation.

Paper mills do this to make employees resign voluntarily and save costs in the mill.

He Hui was shocked when she heard the word "optimization" and hurriedly said: "How can you be optimized! You are the technical backbone of the sewage treatment plant, how can you be optimized."

He Hui was so anxious that she was about to cry. The net profit of the non-staple food shop was only 1,000 yuan a month. With Xiao Jianqiang's salary of 1,200 yuan, the family could barely survive.

Now that prices are getting higher and higher, my son has to go to high school, and he has to pay tuition fees for college in the future. If Xiao Jianqiang is optimized, the income of this family will be greatly reduced. What should we do in the future?

"What workshop?" He Hui asked. She knew that Xiao Jianqiang would not resign no matter how hard or tired he was. He didn't want to resign, but he didn't dare to resign. He only had the skills of a paper factory workshop, and he had no education or culture, so he resigned. What can be done?

"Raw material workshop, caustic soda pool." Xiao Jianqiang said: "Although the salary is only 1,000 yuan a month, but there is a night subsidy, I can make up the money after a few more night shifts."

"The caustic soda pool?" He Hui exclaimed, "No, you can't go to the caustic soda pool! This place is too harmful to the body. Our old Li upstairs worked in the caustic soda pool, and finally his entire lung was broken. He only left the year before, and he was only forty-three years old, and you know how painful it was when he left."

He Hui began to cry, "No! I forbid you to work in the caustic soda pool!"

"It's okay, I'll take protective measures." Xiao Jianqiang comforted He Hui, why didn't he know that the caustic soda pool was dangerous, and nine out of ten people who worked in it died of lung disease, but what could be done, the child was still like that Small, they still have to live.

Xiao Ming, who was at the door, heard that the action of putting on shoes was a little stiff. In the past, he lived in a virtual world in a confused way. When he really faced the reality, he was overwhelmed by the invisible pressure.

Now that you have started your life again, why can't you live this hard life again?

Xiao Ming took a deep breath, he must never live like that again!