Rebirth of America, this is my era

Chapter 243 May God be with you
The spring semester in America usually starts in mid- or late January. After Christmas and New Year, the children returning to school feel more or less uncomfortable.

There is no way. Vacations are always wonderful, but studying is always painful. And when they think that the spring semester will not end until April at the earliest, and that all they can enjoy during this period is a short spring break, the children who already love to have fun put on masks of pain.

If possible, they even want to transform into Hal Jordan, because in this way, they can use the Green Lantern Ring to travel through time and space infinitely and enjoy their vacation.

However, unlike previous years when the school started and they talked about holiday trips and Christmas movies and then had nothing to do, this year, when the children met on campus, they talked most about how many beatings they had received.

Nonsence--

How many levels have been cleared!
Hedwig Memorial High School in Houston, Texas.

The children who have just started school are jumping up and down on the playground.

"Ah - you know what? I spent the entire Christmas holiday playing Ms. Pac-Man! Even when I went to Miami for vacation, I didn't give up playing it! Even though my dad kept scolding me, it doesn't matter because I can now reach level 68 with one coin!"

"Also, after I passed the 50th level, I discovered that the first 50 levels of Ms. Pac-Man were different from the later levels. In the first 50 levels, there were only beans, power balls and dancing shoes on the map. After the 50th level, some fruits would appear randomly on the map, such as apples and bananas."

"When you eat them, you will get the corresponding score, which will increase directly and be settled directly after you clear a level. If your score reaches the standard for adding a life, then you can restore a life! This arrangement is simply great! If my dad hadn't pulled me back home, I would definitely be able to play higher! To the 100th level! No! To the 1,000th level!"

A blond boy with a buzz cut sighed to the sky.

The look on his face seemed to be saying that his father was the biggest obstacle on his road to success.

However, Xiaobao's words did not draw contempt from those around him, but rather a wave of envy.

Countless eyes were wide open, and many pupils showed shock.

"Oh Sxxt! You made it to level 68? Oh my god! This is incredible!"

"Yeah, yeah! I also play Ms. Pac-Man every day, but it's much more difficult than the previous Pac-Man. Although there are dancing shoes that can speed up Ms. Pac-Man, and those dancing shoes can also make the ghosts they touch spin, the little ghosts that suddenly appear are just too crazy!"

"Yes! Especially those little ghosts that appear in pairs at a time. When they all go crazy at the same time, if you don't operate it properly, Ms. Pac-Man will be blocked in the passage by them!"

"Oh - you also encountered the situation where the little ghost blocked both ends?"

"Yeah! That's it!"

"Ah! I've encountered this many times, and there's simply no solution!"

After sighing twice, they turned their attention to the master who had already reached level 68 and asked curiously, "Brother, how did you solve this problem?"

"After the 50th level, this problem might be more serious, right?"

The eager looks from the people around him made the young man with a crew cut, who was the center of attention, curl his lips.

Just as he was about to find a high place to stand and teach the noobs in front of him the secret of passing the level, a silent figure next to him caught his attention.

It was a brown-haired boy, who was reading a magazine.

The magazine's logo was blocked by him, but the Apple II on the cover was clearly visible.

This situation made the shaved boy's face turn cold. "Of course, the ghosts that come in after the 50th level are even more powerful." He said in a stern tone, and then changed the topic to the unsociable pagans. "Although I have a solution, I think my method may not be as good as Michael's."

These words made everyone turn their heads and look in the direction of the young man with a crew cut.

When they found that the guy named Michael didn't come over to play, they immediately caught a glimpse of arrogance, which made them ask questions.

"Yeah! Michael! Do you have any good ideas for passing the level?"

"Of course there is! Otherwise, why would he be reading a book by himself? It's because he thinks our discussion is too childish and not as good as his!"

"Hey! Michael! Share it! Then everyone can have fun!"

The sudden words made the young man who was reading a book slowly look up with a confused look on his face.

He cast confused glances at the crowd, but soon he figured out their purpose.

He shrugged and smiled, "Sorry, I'm not that interested in video games." He raised the magazine in his hand and showed the cover, "Compared to games, I'm more interested in computers."

Everyone present looked in disbelief.

The young man with a crew cut who was waiting there said sarcastically, "Oh yeah! I forgot! Our Mr. Dell is a great businessman! How could he play the same game as us!"

While speaking, he turned around and said to his fans:
"Maybe you don't know this? Our Mr. Dell has a part-time job during the holidays! He is a marketer for the Houston Post, specializing in selling the Houston Post to people!"

"When we were still asking our family for money, he had already started making money!"

"So it's normal for him to look down on us!"

"Because he thinks our fun is a waste of time!"

At this point, all the young men present turned grim-faced.

The shaved boy turned around again and said to the guy named Michael: "Michael, you can look down on us, but you have to know that the computer you like is just a tool."

"Ethan Jones has repeatedly said that computers can be used to make games; Bill Gates, who became famous overnight, also said that computers could not change the world before Excel appeared."

“You can like a tool, but you can’t think that the tool is above everything else!”

"Humph!"

"let's go!"

At the command given by the young man with a crew cut, the guys surrounding him left quickly like flowing water.

Michael Dell, who was holding the magazine, was a little stunned by the situation. Seeing that the other party was about to disappear, he shouted, "I don't look down on video games! I don't look down on you either!"

"Really?" The crew-haired boy said without even turning his head, "But you never play with it, so you just look down on it, and you don't take the initiative to talk to us, so you just look down on us!"

The sophistry-like logic made Michael Dell open his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

After waiting for the class time to end and returning to the classroom to listen carefully, the small groups of three or five people gathered together during the break time made Michael Dell feel isolated from the world.

Although he wasn't very sociable before, that was just because he didn't take the initiative to play with others.

But now?

He felt isolated.

When he discovered that the classmates around him, whether male or female, were all talking about Ms. Pac-Man, whether it was good or bad in the past, and were discussing the upcoming Thursday night at 7 o'clock...

In the era without Vitalik Buterin, Michael Dell was a little confused.

"Excuse me, but is today a special day?"

"Why are you all talking about 7 o'clock tonight?"

Michael Dell decided to take the initiative.

The girl he spoke to looked surprised.

"Oh, Michael - don't you know that Ethan Jones said in the live broadcast that he wanted to organize a game competition? NBC has already issued a notice that they will broadcast Ethan Jones's short film at 8 pm Eastern Time on February 1st. In the short film, Ethan Jones will make an official response to this matter and tell gamers whether he will hold a competition!"

"So we're keeping an eye on this! If he doesn't hold it, then what's the point of all our previous crazy puzzles on Ms. Pac-Man?"

"Oh - is that it? Of course I know that, thank you."

Michael Dell smiled gentlemanly.

When he left, he also kept the time of seven o'clock in mind.

When Michael Dell, a little boy in Texas, decided to watch TV at 7 o'clock in the evening to find out what the charm of Ethan Jones was that could make a lot of people discuss his game, Aloha High School on the outskirts of Portland, Oregon was also bustling with people.

An Asian youth wearing a black leather jacket and glasses was jumping up and down in front of a group of classmates, muttering something that the adults could hardly understand.

"I've researched it clearly. The ghosts that appear in Ms. Pac-Man have a special trigger mechanism. In the first fifty levels, when one-third of the beans on the map are eaten, the mechanism will be triggered. After the fifty levels and within the hundred levels, the mechanism will be triggered when one-quarter of the beans on the map disappear!"

"After that? I don't know! Because I only reached the 101st level!"

"Ethan Jones is really amazing! There are more than 100 levels with no duplication in the map? This is simply unimaginable! If he hadn't said before that he wanted to see someone complete the game, I would even doubt that the game he made could be played forever!"

"Oh! Where was I just now? The triggering mechanism of the little ghost? Yeah yeah yeah! When you master the triggering mechanism of the intruding ghost, we can selectively trigger the intruding ghost."

"For example, when you find that you have eaten almost the same number of beans, you can find a place with many passages to trigger the ghosts. This way, even if they surround you, you can escape from multiple angles."

"If you can't find a suitable location, I personally suggest controlling Ms. Pac-Man to run towards where the Power Pill is, because when Ms. Pac-Man becomes invincible, no matter how powerful the ghost is, she will kill it directly."

Sharing like this makes people around you sigh in admiration.

At the same time, someone asked: "Huang, did you research all these during the holidays?"

"Of course! I spent the entire winter break researching it!" The Asian youth nodded.

"Do you think Ethan Jones will hold the competition?" someone else asked.

"Of course!" The Asian youth surnamed Huang nodded vigorously, "I believe him!"

"Because he never disappoints anyone!"

Just as the Asian youth was excitedly sharing his experience with his friends and loudly explaining how to decrypt the game, a questioning voice was heard from the crowd.

"Jensen, if you're so interested in the game, why don't you leave now?"

A young man raised his left hand, revealing a watch.

"It's already 3pm, and there are still two hours until 5pm. Although the NBC short film is broadcast at 8pm, that's Eastern Time. In Portland, that's 5pm."

Such words made the Asian youth's face change and he stood there in a daze.

The next second, he ran away!

Not only that, he cursed: "Sxxt! Sxxt!! Sxxt!!!"

The act of running away in a flash also made the children at the scene look at each other.

When they realized something was wrong, they dispersed.

When an Asian youth named Jensen Huang was running frantically, trying to go home, a fat boy who could not open his eyes at Davis High School in Davis, California, had already said goodbye to his friends.

When his friend asked him why he was going home so early, the fat boy smiled and said, "I'm going home to watch a short film. A short film by Ethan Jones, a short film about the game."

"Oh - Gabe - you want to enter the competition?" The friend asked, "Why?"

"Of course." The little fat man said, "Because I like video games. I like Snake, Pac-Man, Star Wars, and I like Ethan Jones even more."

"He made me feel the charm of games. The games he made are simply works of art."

"I want to win the championship, and I want to meet Ethan Jones!"

His endless words showed his joy, and as he finished speaking, the bus arrived.

This situation made the big boy named Gabe take a step forward immediately and wave to his friends.

Loudly said——

"Just wait! You'll see me on TV soon!"

Having said that, he got into the bus.

This action made my friend standing on the platform shrug his shoulders.

The next second, he also chose to leave, but instead of going home, he went into an entertainment hall on the street.

After discovering that there were no spare Ms. Pac-Man machines in the store, he regretfully found an empty sofa and sat down on it. Diagonally opposite the sofa, there happened to be a TV hanging on the ceiling.

Not only that, the boss was also very 'considerate' and switched to NBC TV.

To be honest, America's cross-time zone problem is a headache for everyone. It's already night in the eastern United States, while people in the western United States have just gotten off work. This situation makes it difficult to carry out any work.

Since the time zone span cannot be resolved by human power, in order to work better, America chooses to take care of one side and let the other side suffer, and the side that is taken care of is naturally the place with more people.

The eastern U.S. region is home to nearly half of America's population and has the highest urban density on the North American continent, so it is inevitable to use Eastern Time as the primary time.

Once this tacit understanding is reached, the timetables for railways, aviation and news will all be standardized.

At the beginning of the revision, people will definitely have objections, but when the norms have been implemented for decades and become a habit, the new generation of people will no longer care.

As it approached 8 p.m. Eastern Time, NBC, which was still broadcasting commercials, started a countdown. The number fifteen appeared on the TV screen. Then, the sound of turning pages came from the speakers, attracting people's attention almost instantly.

The ever-decreasing numbers seemed to be telling people that the show was about to begin. When the numbers on the TV screen returned to zero, the already dim screen suddenly went dark, and the melodious sound of Scottish bagpipes came into people's ears.

"Oh! Sxxt! What kind of opening is this? It's much more advanced than the previous live broadcast!"

The game room where the fat friend was suddenly quiet.

Almost everyone stopped chatting and playing games and turned their eyes to the TV.

As they watched, the melodious bagpipe sound continued for several seconds, but the TV screen remained dark.

The lack of images puzzled the people watching in front of the TV. Just when they were wondering if NBC had played the wrong tape, a charming voice suddenly appeared -

"Good evening, everyone watching TV."

"I'm Ethan Jones, thank you for coming on time and listening to my story."

"Bang!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground occurred simultaneously.

"Wow!"

As if the headlights were turned on, the picture on the TV screen lit up instantly.

A handsome man wearing a black knitted sweater, blue jeans and sneakers appeared in front of everyone. He was in a very common residential area in America. Behind him was a three-story building that was very popular in California.

At a glance, there are no bright spots.

Looking closely, the house is visibly dilapidated.

This scene made the audience frown, but Ethan on the screen smiled and raised his hand to say, "Although I have known you for many years, I have never seriously introduced myself to you. I was born in California in 1955. I have a pair of loving parents, one of them is a soldier and the other is a teacher."

"This is my home. This is where I spent my childhood."

After saying this, he turned around.

With a creaking sound, the tightly closed door was pushed open by Ethan, revealing a desolate world.

Looking at the dusty living room and the spider webs hanging in the corners, Ethan smiled and said, "According to the script of a normal person, I should have had a happy childhood."

"But unfortunately, I lost them when I was ten years old due to some unexpected events."

“So far, I’m leaving here.”

"My home."

As soon as the words fell, "bang bang" sounds were heard.

The TV screens in the eyes of countless people returned to darkness again.

This situation left Michael Dell, who was sitting on his sofa at home, confused.

He turned his head to look at his father who had already gotten off work, glanced at his mother who had already tidied up the kitchen, and asked in surprise: "Isn't Ethan Jones going to talk about some game competition?"

"But why is NBC showing his autobiography?"

Michael Dell couldn't figure it out.

The two adults whose TV was taken away also shook their heads in confusion, not knowing why.

When they were confused about the situation, the melodious bagpipe sound appeared again.

As if traveling through time and space, after a moment, light flashed on the TV screen again.

The situation was like a person opening his eyes every morning. No matter how hard he tried, all he saw was blurry. When the world became clear again, a detached villa appeared in front of the audience.

Although this villa looks ordinary, it has a more down-to-earth feel than before. The courtyard of the detached house is filled with farm tools, and the walls are hung with harvested fruits in net bags.

After a long shot, the door creaked open and Ethan appeared.

At this moment, he still had a smile on his face and pointed to the ground under his feet.

"When I was ten, I came here, to my aunt's house."

He made a gesture of invitation, and as the camera moved forward, an ordinary but warm living room appeared on the screen. There was steaming coffee on the coffee table, and fruits were within reach on the side. The most eye-catching thing was a wall covered with photos.

The camera zoomed in, and a photo of a middle-aged woman with a hearty laugh and a plump appearance was easily captured.

At the same time, Ethan's voice emerged.

"This is my aunt, her name is Linda, and she's a housewife." The camera moved sideways, framing the second photo, which showed a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat.

"This is my uncle, his name is Thomas, he is a farmer who works from sunrise to sunset."

Move sideways again to show the third photo. The girl with long hair and wearing a white dress looks like an angel from behind.

"This is my sister, Evelyn. She's a year older than me."

As the words fell, the camera pulled down to reveal a family photo. Thomas and Linda stood in the middle, with Ethan and Evelyn on either side. All four of them made the "yeah" gesture to the camera.

"Many people think that the death of my biological parents would lead me to an unhappy childhood, but that is not the case. My aunt adopted me and gave me the maternal love I lacked. My uncle Thomas taught me and taught me to be strong and brave. My sister has also been helping me. From the first day I stepped into this place, they have always regarded me as their closest family, until now and forever."

"And with their care, I was able to get out of my sadness and find happiness."

"Clap."

It sounded like the sound of a board during filming of a movie.

The picture on TV went silent again, and the melodious bagpipe sound reappeared.

But this time, the dark screen had a bit more life, because Ethan's voice did not stop.

"Although I have encountered misfortune, I have also gained happiness. When the love of family is all around me, I feel that there is not much difference between me and other people around me."

“Like them, I am full of curiosity about the world.”

"I am just like you, my head is full of fantasies."

When these words appeared, Michael Dell, who was staring at the TV, frowned.

To be honest, he didn't understand what Ethan was doing.

But he felt that Ethan seemed to be playing something very advanced.

If it was just an ordinary TV show, he would definitely change the channel and yell "Sxxt!"

But now, when he knew that the narrator on TV was Ethan Jones——

He really wanted to watch the entire short film to see what Ethan Jones wanted to say.

And as he watched, the picture on the TV screen lit up again.

This time, Ethan has his back to the sea and is facing the camera.

"I once thought, if Tom in Tom and Jerry was replaced by the wonderful cat in Alice in Wonderland, would Jerry have been caught long ago?"

“I used to think, when Superman and Doctor Strange meet, who will have the last laugh?”

"I once imagined that if I lived in King Kong's world, how long could I survive?"

"When I was a child, I thought that I would become a painter when I grew up, just like Walt Disney, and put all the interesting ideas in my mind on paper. But - maybe because God saw that I was too handsome, he did not give me the talent for painting. What I draw can only be said to be ok, not excellent."

The narcissistic words caused the audience in front of the TV to chuckle a few times.

At this moment, they finally felt that this film, which had been playing for almost a minute, was somewhat interesting.

Michael Dell frowned.

Because he always felt that the key point was there.

As he crossed his arms and changed his posture, trying to cope with the next possible impact in a more comfortable state, Ethan on the TV screen also changed the subject, "Although I can't become a painter, I am not discouraged, because I know that there is a distance between dreams and reality."

“So, after graduating from high school, I found a job without applying to college.”

"Then--"

"I entered Mirohua."

"In nineteen seventy-two."

"then--"

"I saw another window that God opened for me."

Ethan on TV smiled, but then the picture went dark.

At the same time, the audience watching in front of the TV all jumped up!
"Wow—"

Michael Dell exclaimed.

"My God! Ethan Jones went to Miraflores before starting his own business?"

"Oh! Sxxt!" In a townhouse in Portland, an Asian youth named Huang opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, "Mirohua in 1972? Then he must have seen Odyssey!"

"Oh, oh, oh - is the story so legendary?" Fatty Gabe from Davis City couldn't believe his ears. "Ethan Jones used to work for Milova?"

"Wow! The God of Games awakened after touching the first game console?"

"Dxxn! What kind of script is this?"

It's no wonder that people will exclaim.

Because now everyone in the United States knows about the bad relationship between Ethan Jones and Miluohua, or Philips. When they are already fighting and want to twist each other's heads off...

Ethan Jones came from Milowa?

This is crazy——

If this wasn't what he said, who would believe it?
However, no matter how these people exclaimed, Ethan on TV would not give any response.

The melodious bagpipe sound appeared again, and after a few seconds, the screen lit up.

This time, what appeared in front of everyone was a brown table with an A4-sized notebook on it and a handwritten "My world" on the cover.

Then, a pair of hands reached out from under the screen and began to flip through the book.

As the cover disappeared, the shabby cartoon of Milowa's Odyssey appeared in the camera.

"I never thought I was a genius. I always thought I was a child blessed by God. Although I lost my parents, I also gained a family. Although I lost the possibility of becoming a painter, I also saw a better future."

“Professor Ralph Bell’s invention allowed me to discover another way to present fantasy.”

“But, at that time, I didn’t have the idea of ​​making games.”

"While Odyssey is fun, it's too expensive."

"At that time, I just thought that the emergence of video games was a ray of light from the future that God gave me, because as long as engineers could find a way to lower the price of Odyssey, video games would become popular in the world. But - I didn't expect that the miracle was so close to me."

There was a rustling sound and papers were flipping.

The second page shows an arcade machine of the no longer popular game "Pong".

Ethan outside the camera also chuckled and said, "Maybe you don't know, but I knew Nolan Bushnell, the founder of Atari, a long time ago. Or, in other words..."

"When I started working at MILO, my first job was to distribute invitations to MILO Odyssey to some electrical engineers according to the company's requirements."

"And Nolan Bushnell's copy..."

“I wrote it.”

"Then……"

“I saw Pong.”

"Saw……"

"Something that can carry my fantasy."

“What the fuck!!!”

Michael Dell, who was curled up on the sofa, suddenly jumped up.

"What? The invitation letter for Nolan Bushnell to attend the Milova press conference was written by Ethan Jones? This this this this... the chosen one?"

“Ahhhhh——” Jensen Huang, who was watching TV at home, hugged his head.

Although he always thought that Ethan Jones' games were great, he never thought that Ethan Jones had been dealing with video games before he became famous!
More importantly, it took him less than a month from the time he came into contact with the world's first home console to the time he came into contact with the world's first electronic arcade machine!

If the luckiest person in the world is the heir to a royal family who has everything as soon as he is born, then Ethan Jones is the representative of being chased by God and fed!
Oh no!
This can't be said to be God chasing after him to feed him! Because the first time God fed him, Ethan spit out the food! This situation made God dissatisfied, so he grabbed Ethan and forced him to drink it again!
“Oh...Fxxk..." The fat boy named Gabe touched his forehead.

At this moment, he didn't even understand what he was looking at.

Before seeing the short film, he was looking forward to the game competition!

And now?

Ethan Jones' experience is much more interesting than BitCode's game!
This special code is simply legendary!
As people exclaimed, the left hand in the camera flipped the paper again.

The third page shows a picture of a green snake.

“When I saw the arcade, I had a feeling that I could do something.”

"So, I searched in my mind for a while, and told my sister who knew a little about electrical engineering a potentially interesting idea, and then—"

"In 1975, my sister Evelyn and I collaborated to create Snake."

“It’s a very simple game, but he took off.”

"I admit that I don't understand why you love it so much. Although after Snake became a big hit, newspapers and media all over the world reported its success and summarized the factors for its success, I know that the greed and persistence in human nature embodied by this little snake are not what I want to talk about."

“When making it, what I wanted to bring to you was simple happiness.”

"So, thank you so much for liking my game."

"Because your likes have brought me the joy of success and made me feel the happiness of being needed. When I found that my fantasy might really be useful, I launched it the following year -"

Turning the page again, the picture on the fourth page was of Bean Man.

"In 1976, my sister Evelyn created Pac-Man based on my idea. It is a game that looks complicated but is fun to play."

"When I launched it to the market, I was delighted by your support. And when the media reported that this little yellow bean man had created a market of 500 million in just one year, I was really happy."

"Because of your love, it has become a legend."

“Although it is my work, it is also your child.”

“And I think you all know the story after Pac-Man, right?”

After the fourth page, the fifth page appeared, and there was a picture of an airplane on it.

"In 1977, I worked with George Lucas to create Star Wars."

"And in this year, 'May the Force be with you' resounded across America."

Swish, I turned the page again, and on page six, there was a picture of Ms. Pac-Man.

“And this past winter, 1978, I released Ms. Pac-Man.”

“Although I still cannot summarize her achievements, I can tell you here that with your support, she has made history and refreshed our company’s sales record.”

"Clap."

The picture on the TV switched again, and this time, there was no black cutscene. Ethan, standing in the park, appeared directly in front of the public.

“Although I have only been in business for four years, I always feel like I have lived a normal life.”

"Your love has brought me flowers and applause, and your pursuit has made my dreams come true. There are many nights when I feel lucky. Thank you for your support."

"so--"

The camera cuts again, a close-up appears, and Ethan smiles at the camera and says:
"I, Ethan Jones, the founder of the Destiny Game, am here to announce this now."

"As you wish, the first national video game competition is about to begin."

“I hope you can achieve good results in the next competitions.”

"At the same time, in order to share my happiness with you and thank you for your strong support, I also promise here that this competition will not charge any fees, and I will also pay out of my own pocket. Anyone who passes the state competition and enters the national competition will receive a bonus of 10,000 US dollars, and the top ten will receive a bonus of 100,000 US dollars, and all of them are after-tax amounts."

“This money is not much, but it is my blessing for you in your future pursuit of your dreams.”

“Not only that, the top three in the nationals can ask me for a wish.”

"The wish could be to enter a certain school in America. I can try to write a recommendation letter for you. Or, if someone wants to learn how to make games or computers, I can directly get you a job at Destiny or Apple."

"In addition, if anyone wants to be a director or an actor, I can let you meet Steven Spielberg and George Lucas. If anyone wants to learn semiconductor knowledge and skills, I can also introduce you to Bill Mensch, the architect of 6502. If it's electrical, I believe Professor Ralph Baer will be happy to discuss games with you."

"As for why I do this..."

"Because I believe that good luck can be shared."

At this point, Ethan on TV paused.

Then, he smiled brightly at the camera and said, "Good luck to you."

"May God be with you."

As the words fell, the screen went dark.

This situation was like a pair of invisible hands, strangling everyone's neck and making them unable to make a sound.

But the next second, screams broke out!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"The top ten in the national competition can get a prize of 100,000 yuan?"

“After tax?”

"Ahhhhhh! This is absolutely amazing!"

"Oh! And there's a recommendation letter from a prestigious school!"

"A letter of introduction from the professor!"

"This is a really good thing!"

Jensen Huang jumped off the sofa and rushed out of the house.

No matter how his mother yelled that the NBC video had not finished playing, and no matter how someone came out to read out the rules of the competition, he showed no sign of turning back.

The little fat boy named Gabe was equally excited.

But unlike Jensen Huang, he is not interested in money or school.

Because he was confident that he could get into Harvard.

"Oh Sxxt! Can the top three still play games with Ethan Jones?"

“This, this, this, this—this is simply amazing!”

He stood up vigorously and waved his hands.

It's like boxing, but more like venting.

And Michael Dell in Houston...

Although he had not been very interested in video games before, he admitted that he was attracted to them at this moment.

This has nothing to do with money. One hundred thousand dollars is just a small amount of money for their family, but being hired by Apple is much more valuable than one hundred thousand dollars!
Because now everyone in the world knows that Apple is the best computer company at the moment!
none of them!

Steve Wozniak is the God of personal computers!

Although they are not as big as IBM, but...

All young people are looking forward to the day when miracle happens!
After clenching his fists and suppressing his shock, Michael Dell finally understood why Ethan Jones said so many words before announcing the game matters!
In a country founded on religion, how can you tell people about your life experience that is more legendary than God's handwriting?
What’s the difference between this and just putting on the hat of the Chosen One?
But if you just flatter yourself, you will definitely be criticized by people!
But when Ethan Jones expressed his desire to share his good fortune with the public who supported him...

Everything changed!

After all, bragging will only cause public disgust!

And by combining money with changing one's destiny, the public can be full of expectations!

Even if Ethan only promised three wishes, so what?
When it comes to missionary work, what matters is not the number of places available, but whether there is a willingness to teach!
As long as the door is opened, even if we don’t meet in the first session, there will still be a second session, right?
Even if I don’t win in the second session, I can still participate in the third session!
Anyway, the competition is free!
"This person is really scary." Michael Dell muttered to himself.

But soon, he stood up and said to his equally shocked parents: "Dad, Mom, I want a Ms. Pac-Man arcade machine."

(End of this chapter)