20demayo Chapter 93
Chapter 93
The computer was secondhand and cost him three months' salary.
He sat alone in his wheelchair, staring at the screen for a long time.
No one helped him carry the box.
No one cooks for him.
Nobody said "thank you" to him.
He sat there, watching the direction where Cheng Yuxin had disappeared.
Then he turned back and looked at his computer.
He reached out and touched the computer case.
It's cold.
But his heart was warm.
During dinner that evening, Cheng Yuxin asked him.
"Lin Feng, did you buy a computer to write programs?"
Lin Feng nodded.
Cheng Yuxin asked, "So what can you do with a computer?"
Lin Feng thought for a moment.
"A lot," he said. "Writing programs, localizing software, making games, building websites."
Cheng Yuxin only half understood what she was hearing.
But her eyes lit up as she watched him speak.
She suddenly realized that her younger brother was really amazing.
After finishing his meal, Lin Feng returned to his room and sat down at his computer.
He opened Borland C++ and started writing code.
I've written a new localization tool that can automatically scan English strings in software and generate a translation list.
He wrote very smoothly.
Cheng Yuxin knocked on the door when she was writing at 10:30.
"Lin Feng, go to sleep."
He responded.
Save the code and shut down the computer.
Lying in bed, he thought about what had happened that day.
We have a computer.
The tool is writing.
The software is for sale.
They're practicing basketball.
Everything is getting better.
He closed his eyes.
To be continued tomorrow.
Chapter 25 Three Months
Three months.
November and December of 1995, and January of 1996.
Lin Feng's life is like a clockwork mechanism.
I get up at four in the morning every day to go to the court to practice.
At 5:40, Zhou Jianguo arrived. The two practiced their own exercises, exchanging a few words occasionally.
At six o'clock, Sun Jianguo came and taught him new things—defense, dribbling, explosiveness, and footwork.
I went home for dinner at seven o'clock.
I go to school at 7:40.
After school in the afternoon, I would either go to Liu Jian's house or go home to write programs.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Cheng Yuxin would knock on the door to tell him to go to sleep.
But he often wrote until 11 p.m.
Then at four in the morning, I woke up again.
In three months, he wrote three localization tools.
In three months, he localized twelve software programs into Chinese—PKZIP, WinZip, ARJ, HD-COPY, Norton Commander, and several small tools.
In three months, he sold more than 300 floppy disks and earned more than 1,000 yuan.
In three months, his shooting percentage rose from less than 30% to over 50%.
In three months, his strength increased from not being able to lift a 5-kilogram dumbbell to being able to lift a 15-kilogram dumbbell.
In three months, his dribbling skills improved from being completely lost when blindfolded to being able to dribble the entire court with his eyes closed.
In three months, his defense improved from being able to get past Sun Jianguo in one step to being able to keep up with him for three steps.
In three months, his body had grown so much that you could see his ribs; he had developed some muscle definition.
Cheng Yuxin prepares nutritious meals for him every day—eggs, milk, braised pork, and pork rib soup.
He looked at the muscles on his arms and smiled.
January 20, 1996.
Saturday.
At four o'clock in the morning, he got up as usual.
It's snowing outside.
In Beichuan, the snowfall is heavy in winter.
He stood by the window, looking at the white outside.
Then he changed his clothes, picked up the ball, and went outside.
The snow is still falling.
The streets were deserted, and the streetlights illuminated the snowflakes as they fell one by one.
He walked through the snow toward the sports field.
The footprints were quickly covered up.
When I arrived at the stadium, Zhou Jianguo was already there.
He stood in the snow, holding the ball.
Throw—swish.
Throw—swish.
Throw—swish.
Lin Feng walked over and began practicing.
Snow fell on him, on his hands, and on the ball.