Great Power

The shit-yellow square box sits on two similar iron boxes, and below it is a large piece of plastic box with buttons on the slope. On the upper left corner of the glass screen is glued a price tag with two sets of numbers: "1298 $(4KB)2638$(48KB)."

Zheng Jianguo took a couple of glances, but Fan Dailin did not continue to speak, as if he felt that when he wanted to buy it but couldn't afford it, Zheng Jianguo took two more steps and stopped, looking at a box marked ATARI2600 in front of a TV. , The salesperson next to him leaned over, and his immature face showed a look at it and said, "This is an Atari game console. Now there is a discount for only 99 dollars and you can take it away. You can play it on the TV at home. It's—"

After saying a few words, seeing Zheng Jianguo looking at himself and looking down at the game console, Aken hurriedly went to him and turned on the TV and then amplified the volume on the TV. There was a creak of music, and he picked it up and placed it next to him. The handle of shook, I saw a small ball flying to the left in the middle on the color screen, and then a vertical line on the left moved to hit the ball back to the right, and immediately said with excitement: "How is it? A lot of fun?"

"——"

Zheng Jianguo blinked and looked at the TV, then raised his head and looked at the chest of the salesperson who wanted to sell him the game console, then smiled again and went away with Fan Dailin, leaving Aken with a question mark on his face. His back blinked, and his freckled face was full of curiosity: "This man seems familiar--oh, he is the Republican who appeared in Time Magazine?! That's right, it is said that he went to Harvard Medical I went to study, and the rent in this area is the cheapest in downtown Boston."

After many thoughts flashed through Aken’s mind, he threw these out of his mind. It was not until a few days later that he saw the latest Boston Daily at work, and then he glanced twice because of the face he had seen, but didn’t want to. Only these two eyes caught his attention: "Yesterday’s Zheng Jianguo did not talk about his study and research, but what we can confirm is that his oral English ability is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, except because of his vocabulary. The lack of will make him unable to speak in the interview and instead use written communication. The latest content he talks about is a game.

This is a game inspired by the magic cube that he just got. The game is composed of seven parts in his setting. The letters are S, Z, L, J, I, O, T Then they fall from top to bottom, and then the player can control these letters made up of squares to roll, and finally they will be flattened into a tight and seamless row when they fall to the bottom.

If you use these 7 randomly falling letters to form a row, then the most fun scene according to Zheng will appear. This row will disappear after making a pleasant sound, and at the same time bring the player To increase the score to distinguish the skill level of the player, this is a different gameplay beyond all the rules of the game on the market today—"

"This guy, just said it directly?"

Just when Akon imagined this gameplay, his face was surprised. At the Harvard Medical School with the theme of dead branches and snow not far away, Fan Dailin also looked at the newspaper in her hand with surprise: "You, if you don't say anything If you go out, you may be able to sell money—"

"Well, this was only thought of during an interview, and I didn't expect this to sell for money?"

Zheng Jianguo blinked his eyes and said in an unbelievable manner, before waiting for her to speak, continue saying: "I thought only game consoles and TV sets could sell for money."

"This is also a value, but I don't know."

Finding that this woman had come up with it during an interview, Fan Dailin had to throw away the vague idea that she could sell money, and then read the newspaper in her hand and said: "Then someone might come to you to talk about it."

Fan Dailin’s tone is a bit uncertain. Of course, this is taken for granted in Zheng Jianguo’s cognition. After all, the famous "Tetris" has swept the growth process of his children and grandchildren. The popularity of 20 to 30 years is not just those pixels. The game was comparable to that, and he quickly went to the changing room of the office to change clothes, nodded to a few teachers who were floating behind the hairline, and went out, looking at Fan Dailin in the distance, and said, “I’ll go to the laboratory today. Look at the slides?"

Waiting for the free time of freshmen starting in April, Zheng Jianguo’s main task during this period is also to strengthen the learning of English, especially for the medical aspects that ordinary Americans do not use. He has chosen to soak in the experiment in the past few days. In the room, on the one hand, he is learning the experiment process and techniques, on the other hand, he is also learning how to operate the equipment he never dreamed of. In the tall Harvard Medical Laboratory, the incubator has the function of timing and reminding.

Of course, the laboratories that Zheng Jianguo can observe are also places where medical students do their own small experiments. The research direction and the content of the project are really involved, but he can enter casually, watching the time pass by less than an hour. After the students in the second academic year finished, Fan Dailin found that he was still excited, and said: "They are doing cell culture experiments—"

"squeak--"

The closed laboratory door opened, and the medical students who had previously left probed inside. Their brown eyes swept across Zheng Jianguo and looked at Fan Dailin next to him: "Teacher, there are a few visiting gentlemen outside who want to see Zheng—"

"Oh, just call me Zheng."

Seeing this second-year medical student watching him stop talking, Zheng Jianguo nodded with a smile. Although his arrival was personally picked up by the school secretary and the school secretary and dean of the school, However, after entering the school, he did not introduce to the college students, but specifically introduced it at the college's school affairs meeting on Monday the day before yesterday, which was regarded as a visit to the pier for the heads of various departments.

Most of these students are from newspaper reports, because his interview before flying from Washington to Boston also attracted a fresh "new acquaintance" Emma, ​​who came to introduce Boston. Andre Arnold, a reporter from the Regional Newspaper, agreed that he will shoot a documentary about Zheng Jianguo's study and life at Harvard Medical School. This is why he will talk about Tetris. It can be regarded as helping each other.

"Ok."

The student nodded without change, Zheng Jianguo turned to look at Fan Dailin: "Then I can go now, right?"

"This is your freedom."

Fan Dailin stroked the long hair near her ears, and when she entered the hospital, she tied her long permed hair behind her head. Seeing Zheng Jianguo nodded her head and put away her notebook, she walked outside, and then left the laboratory to the reception next to the entrance. In the room, the mature middle-aged man in four suits, leather shoes, hats and leather shoes was taken aback. His small eyes were instantly widened and then his eyes flickered. He stood beside Zheng Jianguo and listened to him and said, "This is my counseling." Teacher, Mr. Corris, you can continue talking—"

"Oh, I'm the product manager of Fairchild Entertainment--"

Kris obviously took the lead among a few people. The top hat in his hand was held in his hand and his hands were clenched. The other three also showed a look of concern, but Kris moved his eyes to Van Dalin next to him before he could even fall. He hesitated and said, "Mr. Zheng, what I am going to say below is about your personal privacy. Can you ask this counselor to avoid it? This is Adam Brockman of Rothboth Law Firm. He It’s the third-party witness I invited--"

"Have you brought a tape recorder?"

Zheng Jianguo blinked and looked at Corris in front of him. He couldn't find what this Fairchild company was doing in his mind, and he didn't really care about it in his expression. He just didn't wait for him to finish the sentence. There was Fan Dailin's voice: "Fairchild Company is one of the world's largest semiconductor manufacturers, but it seems to be engaged in game consoles in recent years -"

"Huh—"

When the Semiconductor and Fairchild Company came into his ears, Zheng Jianguo's mind was as if he was struck by lightning until his breathing stopped. He turned his head and looked at Fan Dailin next to him. He also remembered that in his previous life it seemed that someone said that even the fruit’s gang leader is In addition to this company, there are people who have become the founders of several companies, and immediately felt that the roots of their tongues are hard: "Mr. Fan, can you help me find a tape recorder and a blank tape? I bought it—"

"This, well, I'll borrow it."

Fan Dailin was in a daze as if seeing Zheng Jianguo’s piercing eyes, but before she finished talking about the two little suns, they disappeared. She immediately felt that this person’s plan was the normal way to deal with it. Of course, she did not expect it before. Zheng Jianguo had this experience. He turned around and pushed the door of the reception room and walked out. The remaining Zheng Jianguo turned his head and looked at the four people in front, facing the four pairs of eyes full of different looks, and said: "You Is it for the game?"

"Yes!"

On Corris’s towering nose, azure blue eyes swept across Zheng Jianguo in front of him. Of course he wouldn’t say that he had come here because Fairchild’s business had encountered major problems. The game consoles with huge investment of human and material resources have dragged down the entire company. Life and death, if you don’t want to save it, you can only be sold. Not to mention, the semiconductor side has dropped from the third place in the world five years ago to the sixth place. Of course, this is compared with being sold. Nothing more: "We are making game consoles and are very interested in promising game design."

"I'm interested in your company's product manager, that is, the senior executive in charge of game development, who came over and pretended to be casual and chatted with me~"

Zheng Jianguo frowned slightly and showed a brilliant smile on his face. He said that he turned his head and glanced at the closed door of the reception room. He sat on a chair beside him, folded his hands and leaned on the back of the chair, his smile narrowed, his face was full. He spoke with a serious face: "Well, Mr. Corris, you are wasting our precious time. After I have taken my tutor according to your request-are you still going to wait until she comes to talk?"

"cough--"

As if a muffled cough in his throat, Corris subconsciously glanced at the man next to him, then sat up straight and said with a serious face: "Mr. Zheng, if I invite you to cooperate, I don't know what you want. condition?"

"One-third of net profit."

After Zheng Jianguo said that after seeing Corris’s complexion suddenly changed, he also knew that Teacher Fan was afraid that he would come back sometime, and then continued to speak: “In this way, you will win the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine that I am concerned by reporters. With the cooperation of the winner, I saw that the communication with the reporter when I came was broadcasted by newspapers and TV, and now I have this game that looks good, I believe it will generate a more satisfying income for you and me—"

"Well, Mr. Zheng thought it was comprehensive."

After Koris licked his lips, he said that he looked at the man next to him. Zheng Jianguo didn’t follow his gaze, but he didn’t want to say, "Well, but your design has now been published in the newspaper. It won’t take long to see some unscrupulous developers release it—"

"That's what I want."

Zheng Jianguo turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, his eyes dangled on his nose and freckles, and continued: "As far as I know, the United States is the country with the most lawyers in the world. People who suffer unfair treatment will seek help from a lawyer. If you have money, you can find a good lawyer. If you don’t have money, you can apply for legal aid. If someone really copied my design, um, I feel that the media can report a wave again. And considering my current limelight, if I am If you ask for help, maybe there will be a lawyer to help me fight this lawsuit, right?"

"Yes, and it's free!"

Next to him, the middle-aged man who had been relying on him recently said it, then stood up and took out a small shiny box from his pocket, took out a business card and handed it to Zheng Jianguo with both hands, and said in a dull voice: "Mr. Zheng, I’m Adam Brockman from Rothborough Law Firm. It’s a pleasure to meet you."

"Thank you, Mr. Brockman."

Standing up and taking it with both hands, Zheng Jianguo put it into the pocket in his underwear and made a please gesture to the seat next to him and continued: "Please sit down."

"Thank you, just call me Adam."

Adam Brockman sat back on the sofa with a smile, and then turned to look at Corris next to him. The latter touched his nose and leaned on the back of the sofa, and continued to speak without moving his face. How about one-fifth? This share is already very high—"

"I know that programmers who develop games are paid, and the bosses of some companies look down on them, thinking that they don't have the skills and will only work."

Zheng Jianguo suddenly laughed. These days, besides reading books, he reads newspapers, and what he does is chatting with people non-stop. As for the content, there are all kinds of things in the sky and underground. Of course, in addition to reporters, opponents who can usually talk to are also Only Fan Dailin knows she has a younger brother who likes to eat, drink, play and not do business.

With such in-depth discussions, Zheng Jianguo considered that since he was looking for the first pot of gold in the game, his first reaction when he saw the magic cube a few days ago was the famous Tetris of the later generations. There is almost nothing he didn’t know after 80s. Later, I took the opportunity to learn about the state of the game at this moment, only to find that the supermarket salesperson recommended to himself the old game six or seven years ago. Seeing that the thing can be sold for money, he has no reason to doubt Russia. The cube will lose money: "The performance of the game console can't make much difference. Only good games, that is, content, can attract players. Don't you want to engage in bundled sales?"