Daughter's heart

  I and Master Ma arrived at a back office of an electrical appliance specialty store, I gave him a detailed talk about the development trend of color TVs in the next few years.

  Master Ma is deeply impressed with me. The only regret is that he can't absorb these things of mine, let alone some things are easy to say but hard to do.

  I drew on paper with a pen for half a day and still couldn't make it clear to him.

  Finally, I decided to just draw everything out for him. Master Ma was very happy, and we scheduled a second meeting time and place.

  I returned home with great joy, for I had not expected to meet our matchmaker. If my wife were still alive, I think she would have shared this joy with me.

  As soon as I pushed open the door and returned home, I saw the decorations in the room from high school days, then I realized that it was 1994, not 2006.

  In 1994, Zhou Siying was still attending junior high school in the suburbs of that city and still lived in that orphanage. However, according to Qin Meng's words, Zhou Siying no longer existed, but hadn't died either?

  I sat there thinking for half a day and finally came to a conclusion that what was written in the book, that kind of spiritual rebirth, had happened to her.

  And this person happens to have an extremely close relationship with Qin Meng.

  But what about Zhou Siying? And Qi Xuefei, she must have been reborn too. What is her identity after rebirth?

  No matter what, I have to find some time to go to that orphanage and take a look, see what's really going on.

  I didn't know that this idea of mine was delayed for a long time due to some trivial matters, until an accident occurred in the orphanage...

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  Facing a sheet of white paper, I grasped the pencil and was so anxious that I scratched my ears and cheeks. Nearly an hour had passed, but I hadn't drawn a single line.

  It's not that I forgot the contents of the blueprint, my memory is good after rebirth, this isn't the problem. The current issue lies in the fact that I'm used to using computers and AUTOCAD for drawing, but now facing this ancient thing again, I don't even know where to start.

  Drafting board, SimSun font... these are all essential skills for engineering students, but it's all too far away from me.

  The last time I used these things was probably during my graduation design?

  I sat there smoking a cigarette, thinking what else was missing?

  T-square, no, use two long rulers tied together, then use a triangle to align it, can make do. Pencils, several, drawing eraser, ah, I forgot the most important thing, the drawing board!

  My desk has already been messed up by me, if I draw on it, the picture will probably be a treasure map.

  I really miss the old computer in my home in 2006, and the 3DMAX and CAD software inside it. If I had these two things now, I would have already made a rendering of that colorful TV's appearance that I've been thinking about.

  In my previous life, I was an amateur industrial product appearance designer, of course, just a hobby, because my creativity is third-rate, computer technology is second-rate, and the two complement each other to be completely inferior.

  But at this moment, I was reborn. The AUTODESK company that would later become a global phenomenon is still a small company now, and its two major products, the AUTOCAD series and 3DS series, have just started to take shape.

  Especially the 3DS series, it's still quite rough and hasn't even appeared yet, has it?

  And what I have mastered is enough to make me a top-notch CG expert in this era. Maybe I can also establish a 3D animation studio that's as good as Crystal Stone, the industry leader.

  I waved away these unpleasant thoughts and made finding a drawing board my top priority.

  I searched around my house but couldn't find anything that could be used as a substitute. Later, I thought of a small blackboard in the corner of our classroom which when turned over was just like a drawing board.

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  Early in the morning, Xia Yu arrived at class with an unusual expression. She was somewhat excited to see her deskmate, but more so unwilling to accept what had happened yesterday. She felt as if she had been cast under a spell and followed someone without knowing why, almost giving everything away to that person. After thinking about it when she got home, she found it strange - this wasn't like her. As one of the top girls in school, Xia Yu had seen all sorts of situations, so how could she be taken down so easily? Even if she were to surrender, she would still want to put up a fight, and at the very least, both parties should suffer together.

  Xia Yu thought, she had made preparations to let her deskmate eat a few humble pies. At least she wanted to make her deskmate know that Xia Yu was not so easy to pursue. Then she would thoroughly take back the initiative between the two people, and what happened in the cinema yesterday would never happen again.

  Of course, if the performance of the deskmate meets Miss's intention, maybe Miss will... Xia Yu had been mentally drawing these things all morning.

  But that seat had been empty all along. Every time the classroom door opened, Xia Yu's heart would flutter for a moment, but every time it fell again. At 7:40 in the morning, the first class began, and the person who stole her heart still hadn't appeared.

  "Ah... it seems he won't be able to come today." Xia Yu muttered to herself.

  From that moment on, her heart was lost. The words she had prepared for a whole night and morning were thoroughly betrayed.

  The summer rain was restless all day, and his eyes were dim, as if the sky had darkened.

  Teacher Liang Xue Mei only asked her why she didn't come yesterday afternoon, and Xia Yu told a small lie to get away with it. As one of the privileged students in the class, Xia Yu has a pretty face, many pursuers everywhere, and good grades, so no one would associate her absence with her deskmate.

  The vice class leader Mi Xiuli in the back seat saw that Xia Yu's emotions were a bit low, Mi Xiuli was a tall girl and had more authority among the girls in the class.

  "What's wrong, Xia Yu?"

  "There's nothing..." Xia Yu replied lazily, glancing at the empty seat beside him and letting out a soft sigh, thinking to himself: This guy...

  "Want to sit together..." Mǐ Xiùlì said with a joke, this kind of joke was often made between them female classmates. If it were in the past, she would almost be certain that Xià Yǔ would retort back, but at this moment, she surprisingly found out that this girl, who was being admired by schoolboys to an angelic height, had red eyes.

  Could it be, Xia Yu and Liu Ming...