() "Ah...it hurts me to death!"

More than an hour later, Zhang Yang, who had fallen on the ground, finally woke up "quietly". As soon as he regained consciousness, the pain all over his body rushed straight to his forehead in an "overwhelming" manner.

"Oh, this year is really unlucky!"

Zhang Yang let out a long sigh. He lay on the dry floor for a long time and couldn't get up.

There is a traditional custom in their hometown in the countryside, that is, during the Chinese New Year, every household will go to the temple to ask for a fortune and ask about the good or bad luck of the year. This year, his father prayed for the family

The signature is "XiaXiaZi", and the general meaning of the signature is the four words "unfavorable year"!

Zhang Yang originally studied for more than ten or twenty years and thought he was a "literate person", so he simply didn't believe in these old feudal traditions in the countryside.

But after today's experience, he completely believed it. Do you think there can be anyone more unlucky than him?

It was miserable enough that he failed to succeed in the interview after being exposed to the sun for a long time, but that was not enough. He also had to tear the clothes he valued so much. Well, if this can still be justified, then what happens next?

I really don’t know what to say when I’m struck by lightning while sitting indoors. Isn’t this the legendary “unlucky year”? What is it?

Fortunately, this colorful thunder and lightning didn't seem to be very powerful. Zhang Yang was hit in the head by it, and he didn't lack any arms or legs. It was just that his muscles were sore and his whole body didn't have much strength.

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After lying on the ground for a long time, Zhang Yang slowly felt that his body was no longer in pain, and the strength in his body gradually began to recover, so he finally made up his mind and spent a lot of effort.

It took a while to get up from the ground with great difficulty.

"Damn, my head hurts!"

Zhang Yang sat on his chair, couldn't help but touched his head and groaned.

"Um?"

As soon as Zhang Yang's hand touched his hair, he immediately felt that something was wrong. What happened? He felt that his hair was actually hard and prickly to the touch.

He quickly took out the mirror and took a look, hey, it was amazing! The pig head that appeared in the mirror was still the fat pig head, but the difference was that the whole face of this pig head was completely black, and it was said that it was a piece of freshly burnt meat.

Black Tan is not an exaggeration. What's even more amazing is that his hair that originally reached the end of his ears is now standing on end, making him look like the legendary "Super Saiyan".

"Oh my God!"

Zhang Yang cursed for no reason. He was in pain. You have to know that since he was a child, he had never been to a hair salon to get any special hairstyle. When he was young, it was because he didn’t have this idea.

After that, it was because he didn't have the spare money. But he didn't expect that God would give him an unprecedented and unique hairstyle today.

"Ah, my computer!!!"

Zhang Yang was admiring his unique hairstyle. He accidentally glanced at the Shenzhou "Old Man" machine on his desk, and an earth-shattering scream came out of his big mouth.

It turned out that his jet-black "Old Man" machine was emitting black smoke desperately at this moment. Not to mention, its fifteen-inch screen was flashing red and green with something strange.

The color looks pretty good, but it is definitely not the picture that should appear when the computer is running normally.

At this time, Zhang Yang couldn't care less about the pain all over his body. He threw his hands and hugged his "Old Man" machine completely.

"Oh...oh...oh...hot!!!"

Zhang Yang never imagined that his "old man" could be burned like this. The temperature was probably a hundred degrees too low. He was so burned that his hands became loose. The poor "old man" left his big hand and naturally

I did a falling body exercise.

"Pah...ah!!!"

Today was destined to be Zhang Yang's scream. Within a few minutes, he screamed n+n times. If there was anyone in the dormitory next to him now, they might wonder if he was doing something "shameless".

"Sexual and slutty" thing, but the problem is that when you do that thing, it seems that the people you call are not men?

No matter what the other animals in the dormitory think, Zhang Yang is currently staring at the old man's phone that has been broken into three halves in front of him (one LCD screen, one keyboard, and one battery). He is completely confused.

He often joked with the other three animals in the dormitory that on the day of graduation, he would smash this damn old man's phone and use it as scrap metal.

But how can this not be regarded as a wish? Oh my God, he has never opened his eyes. His other wishes have never been fulfilled, but this wish has not been discounted at all. What a fucking nonsense.

Zhang Yang avoided the hot parts on the old man's machine and carefully picked up the three broken pieces with three fingers. At this time, he looked at the old man's machine carefully, and felt a surprise in his heart for no reason.

It turns out that except for one of the three fragments, which is a battery, the other two pieces of keyboard and LCD screen are still connected together. The reason why they are separated into two pieces is simply because the interface between the two pieces is loose.

"Maybe you can be saved if you take it back!!!"

Zhang Yang was a little excited when he thought of this. He can't live without this "Old Man" machine for the time being. Today's job fair is already the last job fair arranged by the school, and he will have to rely on it in the future.

This "old man" machine is working hard to submit resumes for interviews online. If it goes out of work at this time, his so-called future will really be frozen.

After finally connecting the two pieces together, he put the battery back and plugged it in. Zhang Yang gently pressed the power button on the front of the machine with his trembling right hand.

"drop!"

The sound of the computer starting up normally sounded particularly pleasant, and Zhang Yang was greatly relieved. However, his good mood did not last long. The moment the system ran to the welcome interface, his old man

The big screen of the phone suddenly went black, and then countless garbled codes began to jump randomly on the screen.

Zhang Yang is not as awesome as those animals majoring in science and engineering. They can tell what is wrong with their own computers at a glance, and can even fix them with their own hands.

The only way Zhang Yang knows so far to deal with computer crashes is two words: restart! So, with a gentle press of his right hand, the old man's computer entered the power-on state again.

There was still the "beep" sound of the normal startup, and the garbled characters on the welcome screen were still flying around. Zhang Yang was completely dumbfounded after restarting it two or three times. I remember watching TV when I was a child, and large snowflakes would appear on the TV at home from time to time.

At this time, Dad would step forward without saying a word and hit the back of the TV with a "pop" sound, and the old TV would immediately return to normal working condition.

"How about I try too?"

Zhang Yang was dumbfounded by the idea that suddenly came to him. If the computer could be repaired in this way, all the electrical repairmen in the world would be unemployed. But there is nothing to lose by trying this, right? Besides, he even said that today

They were all struck by lightning, so even if something weird happens again, it's not completely impossible.

Zhang Yang thought of this and no longer hesitated. He carefully slapped the back of the LCD screen of the old man's phone with his right hand.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

As if to protest Zhang Yang's cruel treatment of him, the old man's machine suddenly let out a rapid scream. Zhang Yang was frightened by its violent reaction. He was afraid that it would smoke again and die.

"Isn't it just a pat on your old back? Do you need such a big reaction?"

Zhang Yang said secretly in his heart.

What happened next was beyond Zhang Yang's expectation. After the old man's machine screamed rapidly for a few seconds, it slowly calmed down. Then, a scene appeared that left Zhang Yang speechless.

The disorderly jumping garbled characters slowly decreased, the black screen slowly turned white, and the long-awaited Windows desktop returned to the screen of the old man's machine.

"Damn, is this okay?"

Zhang Yang looked at the blue system desktop and was speechless for a while.
Chapter completed!