HPDBC Chapter 98 caused a sensation
Chapter 98 caused a sensation
Chapter 98 caused a sensation
"Hey Zhang Jun, have you ever played QQ Farm?"
(Childhood Memories)
"Huh? What?" Inside the classroom, Zhang Jun took off his earphones, looking puzzled.
The classmate repeated: "It's a little game on QQ Space called QQ Farm, it's so much fun."
Once you reach level 15, you can unlock the icon.
Zhang Jun asked, "Is this game fun? My dad only lets me play games for one hour a day. If it's not fun, I don't want to take up the time I would have spent playing Mole Manor."
"Hey, this is so much fun!" His classmate patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder. "It's super popular lately, everyone's playing it." He gave Zhang Jun a knowing smile. "And this game doesn't take much time. It'll only be a bit busy at the beginning. Once you get to the later stages, you just need to log in a few times each day to plant and harvest crops."
Zhang Jun thought for a moment, and since he could light up the icon, he might as well give it a try.
His QQ profile is almost lit up with four rows of icons. Back in 2009, QQ still reigned supreme, and WeChat hadn't even been released yet.
Among young people, there is always a tendency to compare: who has a higher QQ level, who has more memberships, and who has all the lit-up icons on their QQ profile.
Even among elementary school students, there's a question circulating: If you were given 100 million yuan, what would you do with it? The first answer from elementary school students is unanimously: to buy permanent QQ memberships and all virtual currency. This shows just how popular these virtual items are among young people.
School was over, and Zhang Jun returned home.
His family is highly educated; both his parents are teachers. They are well-off and even have a computer. His parents let him play games for an hour every day.
Thanks to his ability to freely use the computer at home, Zhang Jun made many friends in class. Many classmates who played games often liked to chat with him about games, and some of his younger classmates who couldn't afford a computer would squat aside and listen to him talk about games with others to satisfy their cravings.
He turned on his computer, logged into Mole's World, fiddled around in it for a while, and then checked the time. He still had half an hour left to play.
In the past, he would either visit his classmate's QQ space or find a game to play on 4399 during this half hour. At this moment, he suddenly remembered his classmate's suggestion that he try QQ Farm.
Zhang Jun went to QQ Space, found the games category, and QQ Farm was prominently featured on the homepage. He quickly previewed the game introduction, thought it looked good, and clicked to enter.
After a beginner's guide, he quickly became addicted. This constant stream of small rewards and the gaming experience where effort always pays off was something he had never felt before.
Half an hour of playtime flew by, and he leveled up to level 15.
Zhang Jun planted the newly unlocked intermediate seeds in the field, then discovered a new feature in the game: he could steal crops from his friends' QQ Farms. However, before he could explore further, his mother came over and said, "Zhang Jun, go do your homework. Time's up, and you have to keep your word."
"Okay, Mom." Zhang Jun looked dejected. Although he was reluctant to part with his parents, they had always kept their promises to him, and he was a good boy who kept his word.
He reluctantly logged out of his account, turned off his computer, and ran off to do his homework.
After Zhang Jun left, the mother turned on the computer, logged into her QQ account, and went to QQ Farm. She immediately saw that all her advanced crops had been stolen. Enraged, she checked her browsing history and discovered that her colleague had been the thief. She slammed her hand on the table: "That wretched Xiaoya!"
Hearing the commotion, the father rushed over: "What's wrong? Why are you so agitated?"
The wife's eyes lit up as she looked at her husband: "Honey, are the vegetables on your farm ripe yet?"
The husband froze, then quickly waved his hand, saying, "Hey, hey, we don't condone illegal or disorderly conduct."
The wife chuckled, opened her friends list, and went into her husband's QQ Farm. A pleased smile spread across her face as she clicked the one-click crop-stealing button and quickly stole several high-level crops.
The husband let out an exaggerated scream: "Ah! My vegetables!"
Hearing the call, Zhang Jun poked his head out from the kitchen: "Dad, what's the dish?"
In front of his child, the father still wanted to maintain his authority, so he waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, you should eat."
After calming the child, he immediately went to his wife and pleaded, "Honey, let me log into my account. I need to harvest the vegetables so that no one else can steal them."
"Okay, you can have it." After finishing with her crops on her farm, the wife handed the computer to her husband.
The husband quickly logged into his account, frantically harvested his crops, and bought new seeds to replant. After planting, he opened his QQ Farm friend list, thinking to himself: since his wife stole his crops, he had to steal from others to make up for it. He certainly wouldn't dare steal from his wife, and besides, her crops weren't ripe yet.
Just then, his eyes lit up when he saw that his son's QQ Farm icon was lit up in his friend list. "Huh? This kid plays QQ Farm too?" He clicked on it and saw that his son's level was still very low, and he was planting intermediate-level plants, but all of these crops were mature, making them perfect for stealing.
Hehe. The man smiled slyly, clicked to steal vegetables, and instantly stole most of them. A sense of immoral pleasure instantly welled up in his heart. He thought to himself: Son, this is the first lesson Dad is teaching you. The world of QQ Farm is this cruel.
The next day, Zhang Jun came to school and had just put his schoolbag in his drawer when a classmate rushed over: "Zhang Jun, all the vegetables in your farm have been stolen! I can't even steal any more!"
"The vegetables were stolen? What do you mean?" Zhang Jun asked, puzzled.
His classmate looked surprised: "You didn't know that?" He quickly explained, "In QQ Farm, you can steal vegetables from other people's farms, and then sell the stolen vegetables on your own farm to get coins."
Zhang Jun was instantly shocked: "How could this be? I worked so hard to grow these vegetables—well, not really that hard." He screamed, "Ah? Who stole them?"
Suddenly, Zhang Jun had a flash of inspiration and remembered his father's scream from yesterday. So his father also played QQ Farm! Now they could finally play together!
A classmate suggested, "Check the access history, and you'll see who stole the vegetables."
"Fine!" Zhang Jun slammed his hand on the table, furious. "Damn it! If I find out who stole my vegetables, I'll make them pay! Oh, by the way, didn't you just say you were going to steal my vegetables?"
"Really?" The classmate pretended to whistle, turning his gaze elsewhere and acting as if he knew nothing.
Ring ring ring—the school bell suddenly rang. The Chinese teacher walked into the classroom right on time and began today's lesson.
Zhang Jun's school is in Shanghai, where the teaching conditions are quite good. It was equipped with computers as early as 2009, allowing for PowerPoint presentations via projector. However, today's Chinese teacher was acting strangely. While using PowerPoint, the teacher kept glancing down at his watch, as if he had some urgent matter to attend to.
After explaining the meaning of a passage in classical Chinese, the teacher cleared his throat: "Now, everyone, please memorize the text on your own." With that, he closed the PowerPoint presentation, blushed, quickly opened a webpage, searched for QQ Farm, entered his account and password to log into his farm, and hurriedly harvested all the newly ripened crops. Then, after thinking for a moment, he opened his friends list, preparing to steal some crops.
Just then, a commotion erupted from the audience: "The teacher plays QQ Farm too?"
"The teacher is going to steal some vegetables!"
"Wow, the teacher's level is so high!"
"The teacher is a VIP member!"
The Chinese teacher froze, then turned sharply to look at the projection screen behind him—his every move just now was clearly projected onto the screen.
Oh no! The projector wasn't turned off?