My life is full of pop-ups

Chapter 1 Predicting the Future
There is a type of house called one and a half rooms, which mostly come from old-fashioned buildings made of red bricks.

Chen Zui, who just graduated from high school, lives in this "half".

The small space in front of him was almost taken up by the iron bed with peeling paint. The floor less than two square meters was covered with floor leather, but there were many cracks, and the concrete floor was full of cracks.

Looking in the direction of the concrete floor, the only decoration on the mottled and old wall is a poster.

On the poster, Jay Chou is riding a pink pony, wearing a cowboy hat and pretending to be cool. The words on it read JAY and "I'm Busy" respectively.

Such a simple and somewhat shabby room is of course very familiar to Chen Zuo who has lived here for two years.

But he was still looking.

Because even though today is the third day of his illness, he still hasn't adapted to the world in front of him.

It's not a long story. Three days ago, when Chen Zui woke up, he saw countless words.

These words will be wrapped in a nearly transparent frame and appear on everything he looks at.

After a simple communication, the text in the bubble box told Chen Zui that they were called Danmaku and came from 2022.But Chen didn't know what barrage was. He only knew that this year was 2008.

Therefore, the world in his eyes now looks like a science fiction movie.

Chen most eyes burst on the floor leather.
——[Floor leather, one of the indispensable ground materials for modern living room decoration. (Things only used by the poor)]

——[This broken beauty reminds me of the thighs behind the ripped pants~~! 】

Looking back at JAY's poster, it was the most lively.

【Woo la la the train flute, with the galloping horseshoes.】

【Azure is waiting for Misty Rain, and I am waiting for you.】

【Give me another 2 minutes, let me freeze my memory】

These lyrics are most familiar to Chen, and they all come from this "I'm Busy" album.

What he didn't understand was that in addition to swiping the lyrics, countless bubble frames that lit up and dimmed quickly were swiped on Jay Chou's face—【Our final bottom line! 】.

If nothing happened, Chen would ask the barrage gentlemen why Jay Chou is the bottom line?
But now he doesn't.

Sitting on the head of the iron bed, he was listening to his father's voice next door.

……

"Hey, Brother Wang, I, Xiao Chen, have you got rich recently?"

"Brother Zhao, have you paid the wages for the last work? My wife recently reviewed it, and I am really in a hurry to use the money..."

"Third Sister, alas, if it's not really urgent, I really can't open my mouth. I haven't paid you back the money last time. If I can't borrow it this time, forget it. I understand, and I will remember you."

"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, are you still there?"

"Beep~~~~~"

A conversation like this lasted for half an hour.

Chen Zui let the barrage fly in front of him and remained silent for half an hour.

His expression is not complicated, because this kind of thing has happened frequently since his mother was seriously ill and entered the ICU two years ago.

It's just that every time he hears his father's flattering tone, courteous attitude, and humble words, he feels uncomfortable.

Thinking back two years ago, my dad still kept a heavy dump truck, shuttling between major construction sites.

Although it can't be said to be rich and powerful, there is a level of well-off and dignity. When speaking, you don't hold your head high, but at least you have confidence.

The situation has changed in the past two years. Not only did he sell the house and the car, but he also owed a whole lot of famine.

Every day I go to drive a taxi with my life, just to save a few calls like this.

But the family has a half-year-old who has just graduated from high school, and a drug basket who is in the recovery period. Thank God that he can maintain a balance of income and expenditure. It is really hard to make ends meet. He still has to pick up a second-hand PHS and overdraw the money he has built over the past 40 years. personal reputation.

Chen most didn't know whether his father would be completely crushed one day in the future if he continued like this.

Now he really wants to go out to make money to share the financial pressure at home.

At the same time, looking at the bullet screens all over the room, he deduced that he was also sick, but he didn't know whether he should add chaos to the family.

……

Ever since the barrage invaded Chen Zui's world.

He never felt any physical discomfort.

So Chen Zui concluded that the illness should be mental.

Since he grew up watching Hong Kong dramas, Chen Zui's own diagnosis is that he is either delusional or schizophrenic.

Or maybe it's some other strange disease. All in all, the words in front of me can't really come from 2022.

Just as he was thinking about these things, Father Chen's voice came from outside the house: "Come out and watch the competition, today Liu Xiang is 110 meters hurdles!"

There was no trace of anxiety or heaviness in his voice, pretending that everything was as usual.

Chen Zui and his mother, who also heard the voice, did not expose him, because as long as he is still in business as usual, the family will be in business as usual.

Coming to the living room, which looked like a small corridor, Chen Zui sat behind the folding table that would never be folded, looked at his mother, and squeezed her hand.

Father Chen turned his head and went to the kitchen to cut a plate of watermelon, which is extremely cheap in summer. When it was served on the table, the TV rang: "CCTV, CCTV, welcome to the 2008 BJ Olympic Men's 110 Meter Hurdles Preliminaries."

My mother didn't want to watch the game, so she nagged: "You don't need to eat fruit every day."

Father Chen said solemnly: "You drink medicine every day, and you can't do without fruits."

Chen most didn't understand the causal relationship between drinking medicine and eating fruit, but he soon saw their eyes and smiled at each other, so he also smiled, eager to get money that could change all the current predicaments.

And after a smile, Chen's father, who didn't know his son's mental activities, turned his head and said, "Chen Zui, I bet, Liu Xiang will qualify first in the group stage today!"

What he said is not without basis. After Liu Xiang won the championship in Athens in 2004 at 12.88, it has been proved that people of yellow race can fly.

Moreover, since the opening of the Olympic Games on August 8, the lives of all Chinese people have changed. In addition to the TV broadcasting CCTV8 all day, many ordinary people who did not watch any sports events before, only need to go home after get off work. The thing is to count the total number of gold medals and see if Huaxia is still number one in the world.

Therefore, in the track and field event, Liu Xiang, who is the only one seedling and has a high probability of winning the championship, naturally became the focus.

As for this game, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as empty-handed and watched by hundreds of millions.

Everyone expects Liu Xiang to win the gold medal at home.

Chen Zui also had such expectations, but the barrage interrupted his watching the game.

A lot of bubble boxes popped up on the brain melon seed TV that was so clear that you had to kick it twice when you had nothing to do.

【pity..】

【Oh, Liu Xiang is injured and retired】

[I still remember that in 08, my dad, a man in his 30s, cried when he saw it]

【My neighbor threw the TV down the stairs, luckily it didn't hit anyone.】

……

Chen Zui looked at the language in the bubble box, and then carefully looked at Liu Xiang on TV, and found that his expression was a little dignified. I wonder if it was because of the pressure of 13 billion expectations that he was a little out of breath.

Sure enough, when a gunshot was fired, Dad's rough hand on the table unconsciously clenched, and the picture on the TV changed suddenly.

After just one step, Liu Xiang limped without even stepping over a hurdle.

The stadium was quiet, and player No. 1356 left the field sadly.

The commentators are trying to describe his injury and the reasons why he cannot continue the game.

Thousands of ordinary people in front of the TV covered half of their faces with their hands, including Dad.

Chen Zui also made this move, but what shocked him was not the fact that player No. 1356 was injured and retired, but was shocked by the accurate predictions of the barrage masters.

So, are you sick or not?

Are the barrages really from 2022?

It froze and froze for a moment.

Father Chen, who was the first to recover, said proudly, "Athletes, injuries are understandable, at worst, if you come back in four years, I believe everything will be fine!"

Maybe he said this to himself.

But Chen Zui saw another series of bullet screens next to his father's face.

[Don't expect it, Liu Xiang was injured again in the 2012 Olympics. 】

[The difference is that in 2012, he limped over the finish line. 】

Of course, Chen Zui would not tell his father the cruel truth four years later.

He just wants to go downstairs immediately to avoid his parents and chat with the barrage lords about how to make money.

It was a coincidence that the space in the living room was too small and cramped. Because of his excitement, he stood up abruptly and knocked his knees to the corner of the table.

With a scream, Chen Zui endured the pain, shielded his parents' concerns, explained a few words, limped open the door, and jumped onto the starting line of his own life.

(End of this chapter)