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"Brother Sun, what is the kps of your cat?" Jiang Yizhou asked Sun Yuliang during a break after class.
"What's wrong? I bought a 6kps, which is quite good. Is there a problem?"
Jiang Yizhou pulled Sun Yuliang over to the computer in the office and pointed at the screen. "I've been dialing for almost an hour, and I still can't connect to this website!"
Sun Yuliang took a look and realized it was one of the earliest fid sites in the capital, Great Wall Station. He chuckled, "You've been messing around with this stuff? These websites are full of people who love to tinker. I played around with it for a while too, but I stopped once I started the Training Class!"
"Old Sun, you should know what the problem is," Jiang Yizhou didn't expect him to be so experienced. At first, he struggled with the computer, but all the necessary software for logging into Huiduo Network was already installed. He just needed to download Blue Wave Express at the end.
Having someone guide you is helpful; otherwise, it's all guesswork.
"The computer has no issues, and the network is fine. It's just that there are too many people trying to connect; what else could it be? Just keep dialing; you might get through eventually."
At this point, Sun Yuliang rummaged through a nearby cabinet and found a newspaper, handing it to Jiang Yizhou. "This has addresses for newly opened sites. There might be fewer people there, and you could get through. What date is your information from? The Great Wall has been open for years now!"
Following the information from the newspaper provided by Sun Yuliang, Jiang Yizhou switched to other "familiar" sites and continued trying. Sun Yuliang stepped out of the office intending to go to class but suddenly turned back and said to the room, "Jiang, I'll just deduct the internet fees directly from your salary!"
Let it be deducted; Jiang Yizhou was somewhat lost in thought. Before selling those Phone Cards next March, he couldn't come up with any good ideas to make another fortune. He could only study here; although his aspirations were high, they were different from actual skills. Teaching students so they could pass specific certification exams was manageable.
It's about targeted solutions; after all, the question types are always similar. It’s easy enough to call out answers, but having Jiang Yizhou lead a program development project in this era would likely end in failure on multiple fronts. As a programmer now, his capabilities were lacking...
So what he needed to do now was to find someone influential to rely on and improve his own skills.
Then he chose another site founded by the future renowned Lei Jun: Beijing Western Point Station. This was also a new site that had just been established in May; it was only mid-May now.
Exciting sounds filled the air as he followed the steps he had gathered and began writing down his information: name—let's write neship jiang for simplicity; email address—none; move on; contact details and address?
Jiang Yizhou thought for a moment and filled in the Training Class's address and phone number, feeling that anyone who could get online must be wealthy—computers plus phones plus internet fees—one year without eating or drinking wouldn't cover this setup.
Next came various introductions and detailed information, which Jiang Yizhou filled out one by one. The introduction stated, "Rural guy, kindergarten diploma, self-taught, currently a training teacher at Training Class!"
Well, a kindergarten diploma, no problem. Although they don't issue diplomas, his schooling was similar to that of kindergarten, more of a self-deprecating joke.
After registering, he entered the site and downloaded all the local forum messages, then immediately disconnected from the internet. Indeed, in this era that already had the embryonic form of future forums, it made sense to use this kind of asynchronous fid.
Downloading a large software package online might be more expensive than buying physical software in reality. He idly browsed various posts to pass the time, which was still not within the consideration range of the first-generation internet users who faced high online fees.
Stretching lazily, he realized that apart from managing the classroom for a bit this morning, he had spent all his time here reminiscing about that few/s era. This was hardly a water pipe! The waterway was clearly thinner than a needle!
This reminded him of his middle school days in his previous life when he used a Nokia keyboard smartphone to go online for a month without using any data.
"Boss~"
Sun Yuliang looked at Jiang Yizhou warily. "What’s up? If you want me to treat you to a meal, let’s wait until later!"
"No, no," Jiang Yizhou shook his head. "I’m feeling better now; I want to thank the person who helped me. Can you grant me half a day off?"
"The earlier you go and come back, the better. Seeing how eager you are to go online, you should be almost fine now, right? Come teach tonight; don’t worry, I’ll treat you to supper!" Sun Yuliang’s business was booming; those who came at night were genuinely interested in learning computer skills relevant to this era—turning on and off computers, copying and pasting, taking screenshots, and most importantly, typing.
"Alright!" Jiang Yizhou agreed readily. As the saying goes, people are pushed out by circumstances. If the current Jiang Yizhou were placed in his previous life, he would surely become a technical director within three years without any issues. Skills can truly be developed; a person is like a project—it's impossible not to improve.
……
Jiang Yizhou stopped by a noodle shop next to the building and ordered a portion of dumplings and fried rice—standard fare but with generous portions.
After lunch, he followed the address and planned his route. It only took about twenty minutes on foot from where he had fallen. He hopped on the newly repaired bicycle and quickly arrived at the area where the girl lived.
"Ding dong... ding dong..." Jiang Yizhou felt slightly anxious as he walked over. Seeing "40" written on the paper, he initially thought it was an old-style tenement building but was surprised to find himself among high-rise buildings instead. He took the elevator to the fourth floor and rang the doorbell while his mind raced with thoughts.
"Kid, who are you looking for?" The person who opened the door was an Old Man, in his sixties or seventies. He wasn't quite sure, but despite his graying hair, his complexion was rosy, and he looked healthy.
Jiang Yizhou was momentarily taken aback and looked at the door number behind him. "Is this Building 8, Apartment 40?"
"Yes, that's right!" The Old Man had a very good temper, and his kind expression made Jiang Yizhou feel at ease.
"Hello, I'm here to find Ding Zhengnan, Sister Ding. Is she here?"
The old man smiled even wider, took Jiang Yizhou's hand, and welcomed him inside. "Ding Zhengnan, you have a friend here looking for you!"
"Who is it?" A voice filled with annoyance came from inside the house. Jiang Yizhou recognized it as hers.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I leave you my number? Why didn't you call first?" Upon seeing Jiang Yizhou, she pulled him over and started to grumble.
Jiang Yizhou laughed heartily. "I got enough money and just forgot to call. I came directly to find you to pay back the medical expenses you covered for me..."
"Ding Zhengnan, what's going on? This seems a bit different from what you said."
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