Time travel to 1984

Chapter 7 The Emotional Chip Body

After holding back for so long, Mr. Zhou finally got a chance to get the report card out and handed it to Father Zhang.

Zhang's father handed it to Zhang Jinhai: "The word knows me, but I don't know it."

Zhang Jinhai looked at it, and found that almost every subject had achieved more than 95% of the total score, and the foreign language score was the worst, equivalent to about 95% of the total score of the subject.

Zhang Jinhai felt a little inexplicably nervous, and he didn't know why.

It may be intuition.

Teacher Zhou, the teacher in charge, explained the situation with a smile. The school only distributed the transcripts to the students. There was a ranking list, but it was not issued.

Zhang's father asked anxiously: "Mr. Zhou, has Zhang Jinhai passed the high school?"

Teacher Zhou, the teacher in charge, said with a smile, "Of course I passed the exam.

The county's No.2 high school entrance examination results, why can't even pass the high school entrance examination. "

Zhang's father asked anxiously again: "Then, with his grades, can he be admitted to a technical secondary school, that is, the kind that can get rid of the agricultural skin, and the kind that takes care of assignments?"

Teacher Zhou, the teacher in charge, said with a smile: "According to the analysis of his past results, his ranking is enough to be admitted to a technical secondary school."

Father Zhang blushed with anger, raised his head, and stretched out his hand.

On the eaves of the thatched hut, he swiftly pulled out a sixty to seventy centimeter long yellow thorn stick, as if to hit Zhang Jinhai: "I'm so mad.

If it weren't for the face of your relatively large contribution to the family during this period.

I'm going to blow your ass open today. "

Seeing that the situation was a little tense, Zhang Jinhai ran out at a speed of 50 meters sprint.

Teacher Zhou stood up quickly and pulled Father Zhang to persuade him.

Persuade him not to ask too much of the child.

The school has never had such a good county ranking as Zhang Jinhai.

That's enough.

It doesn't mean that Zhang Jinhai must pass the No. 1 exam in the county.

Father Zhang rubbed his chest and said depressedly: "Mr. Zhou, you don't know.

My family is poor.

I just hope that Zhang Jinhai can take the entrance examination for a technical secondary school, get rid of his agricultural skin as soon as possible, and earn money as soon as possible.

It can also reduce the burden on the family.

How could he know that he decided to go to this high school.

Thinking of his good grades, I still need to spend money for him to study.

Just a little irritating.

If you don’t read a free book, you have to read this one that costs money.

It's annoying. "

Teacher Zhou, the head teacher, comforted me, "Yes, yes.

For any rural family, they may be a little annoyed when they encounter this matter.

But, Zhang, you have to think about it.

You child, hold your breath, and you will become a big man in the future.

He didn't even ask me for such an important high school entrance examination score.

Instead, I was thinking about how to cook Ga'er for me to eat.

Judging from such a small behavior, he has a very good altruistic thinking.

This is a performance of high emotional intelligence.

You have to cultivate it well, don't damage a good seedling. "

Father Zhang smiled hehehe.

That meaning seems to say, isn’t it? I haven’t read a book, so don’t lie to me.

Teacher Zhou, the teacher in charge, added a serious explanation: "How could it be possible to joke with you about such an important matter.

Today's task has been completed.

Oops, I was too full.

This Zhang Jinhai gave me two big bowls of rice.

I can only eat one bowl of rice, but I forced myself to eat three bowls today. "

Zhang's father felt sorry for Mi, because Zhang Jinhai didn't know how to save money, and he felt unhappy for a while.

Teacher Zhou is about to leave Zhang's house and return to school.

Zhang Jinhai waited to see off Mr. Zhou, and ran out again.

On the way back, I met Zhao Jin's brother Zhao Jun who was tearing pigweed.

The two sat on the field ridge by the road and chatted.

……

There is something called sweet potato in the local area. The scientific name is Diguo, which is a plant of the genus Ficus in the Moraceae family.

Came to the edge of a cliff.

This is the treasure land that Zhao Jun accidentally discovered when he was pulling pigweed and cutting sweet potatoes and vines today.

Using both hands and feet, the two climbed on the edge of the cliff, along the sweet potato vines, pushed aside the sweet potato leaves with their hands, and searched for sweet potatoes with their eyes.

When you find the sweet potato, dig the mud with your hands, pick up the sweet potato, and put it in your pocket.

Occasionally, there are whole broken ones, which are directly stuffed into the mouth, and the sweet and sour delicacy makes the two of them very addicted.

Some people say that the sky is unpredictable, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

It is said that the fruit of this sweet potato can be divided into male and female. The male fruit is inedible, black, very hard, and hollow inside. It will break into two petals when squeezed lightly by hand. It is poisonous and cannot be eaten.

But Zhao Jun accidentally ate a public melon: "Oh, bah, bah, bah!

Oops, poisonous. "

His feet slipped, his hands didn't hold on firmly, and he fell directly along the cliff more than three feet high.

I saw Zhao Jun lying on the ground under the cliff lying on his back.

Zhang Jinhai immediately climbed to the top of the cliff and quickly ran to Zhao Jun along the path.

A small voice said, "I'm going to die.

I won't be able to pick sweet potatoes with you in the future. "

Zhang Jinhai was angry, what kind of arrangement is this.

After finally traveling back, I wanted to live a good life.

Fortunately, picking up a sweet potato can kill someone.

If Zhao Jun died like this, wouldn't he be beaten to death by Zhang's father when he returned home?

You can't just accept your fate like this!
I meditated in my heart: "Travel to the future 3000 AD!"

There was a flash in front of my eyes, fortunately, I traveled to that elixir again.

Experience is different, and he said proficiently: "My friend fell under a three-foot-high cliff and ate poisonous sweet potatoes, and he was about to die.

Give me a healing elixir. "

I knew I couldn't ask for more, so I only wanted one.

The robot's voice was a little weird: "I have the Resurrection Pill, but it's not free?
Need to exchange your most precious thing. "

It was free last time, why not this time?
Weird.

The most precious thing, there is a fart.

Just after transmigrating, I have nothing on my body except clothes.

Hey, not right.

There is another thing, sweet potatoes.

Zhang Jinhai took out all the sweet potatoes in his pocket in a panic, carefully selected all the edible mother sweet potatoes, held them in the palm of his hand and said: "This handful of sweet potatoes is my most precious thing."

The robotic arm quickly took it away and analyzed: "It is of high nutritional value to humans, it can alleviate cancer, and it can have miraculous effects on coronary heart disease.

Doesn't work on bots. "

Under such circumstances, Zhang Jinhai had no other choice.

I had no choice but to hold a few public melons in my hand and said, "Then how do you analyze these?"

The robotic arm took it away and analyzed: "Common melons, there is a public melon virus.

It is highly toxic to humans and a good medicine for robots.

The computer chip of the robot can be fused with it to form a natural emotional chip body, which can completely simulate human emotions.

If it is developed to the extreme, it is equivalent to giving the robot real human intelligence. "

Zhang Jinhai just wanted to know if he could replace the Resurrection Pill.

What's the use of so much analysis by your weird robot?
Zhao Jun was still lying on the ground, his life and death unknown.

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