New Century Anime Warrior

A workstation is the most basic production unit in the production process. It requires the combination of personnel, equipment, raw materials and tools to complete the production action.

With the personnel in place, that means you yourself.

What about the equipment, raw materials, and tools?

Looking at the old computer struggling to run in his study, and remembering how it crashed with a blue screen just from browsing the web, Si Hua decided to give up on the idea of ​​exploring its potential.

So where should I look for a workplace that is free to use, has excellent hardware, and won't cause my parents or teachers any worry?

Within my social circle, there aren't many places to find a computer; it's either my own home, a classmate's home, an internet cafe, or the school's computer lab...

Eh?

School computer lab?

Hehe, hehe.

Thinking of this, a lewd smile appeared on Si Hua's face again.

What was the name of the teacher who managed the multimedia computer class in the school's computer lab?

I remember him as a tall, thin, handsome young man who I heard graduated from a prestigious university with a degree in computer science.

There have been persistent rumors that this teacher is related to a certain school leader...

Otherwise, it's impossible to explain why he could treat the computer lab of a key provincial high school as his own backyard.

I also heard that after he joined the company, he was pursued by several young female teachers, but unfortunately he was a homebody and none of them worked out.

Eventually, rumors started circulating throughout the school that the teacher had questionable sexual orientation.

Surname Qiu? No, the pronunciation sounds similar, but I vaguely remember it being a very martial arts-themed surname... Qiu?

That's right! Now I remember, his surname is Qiu!

As for what to call him, it doesn't matter...

Who would bother to remember the names of those high school teachers who teach minor subjects? They're either sick or on their way to get sick all the time, and you barely see them a few times a semester.

Si Hua was able to remember that his surname was Qiu, which made him feel that he was already a rare good student in the world.

Huh? You can remember the names of all the teachers of the minor subjects? You guys are truly dedicated; I can't compare.

However, when I checked the time, it was already 5 p.m. My mom was about to prepare dinner, and I had to go and take over watching the shop from her.

I definitely won't be able to get back to school today, so I'll wait until tomorrow. I can tell my parents that I'm going back to school to consult with my teacher.

I can also ask for some pocket money while I'm at it, perfect!

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Saturday, September 2005, 7.

On the second day of her summer vacation back when she was 17, before she even had 24 hours of free time, Si Hua had to rush back to her high school, which was more than ten kilometers away.

For a moment, I even felt a bit like a beast...

Other transmigrators, from the moment they land to the Golden Three Chapters, may have already started their own businesses.

And he was already in Chapter Seven and still thinking about how to trick his high school teacher into letting him use the school's computer lab for free...

Oh, what a tragedy.

Waiting for the bus to Zhongnan City under the scorching sun at the bus station, Si Hua wiped away the unstoppable sweat while complaining about his incompetence.

Zhongnan No.1 High School is a key high school in Guangnan Province and the oldest high school in Zhongnan City. It once set a record of 100% of its students being admitted to undergraduate programs in a certain year's college entrance examination.

Although as a high school in a prefecture-level city, it has never produced many outstanding graduates who have been admitted to Tsinghua and Peking Universities, this record of 100% admission to undergraduate programs is still quite remarkable compared to other schools of similar level.

Unfortunately, it only lasted that one year, and this feat could never be achieved again...

Because there were so many transfer students and repeat students trying to get into the program the following year through various connections, it goes without saying how much of it was fraudulent.

Fortunately, this also earned them the title of a provincial key school, and their teaching quality and college entrance examination results have indeed improved significantly.

There's even a mystical rumor circulating in Zhongnan City: as long as you get into the No. 1 High School in the city, you've already got one foot in the university.

This is only half a step into the university realm, it's terrifying.

It is precisely because of its status as a key provincial high school that the computer lab facilities at No. 1 High School have always far surpassed those of other ordinary high schools.

Si Hua still remembers hearing Teacher Qiu boast in his past life that the computer lab at the No. 1 Middle School of the city would be completely upgraded with machines equipped with the latest NVIDIA graphics cards during the summer vacation of 2005.

At that time, Teacher Qiu was smiling like a three-year-old child, which contrasted sharply with the gloomy faces of all her classmates.

Just like that urban legend, every student can never catch up with their alma mater's new running track, new dormitories, new air conditioners, and new cafeteria while they are still in school...

The new computers at the No. 1 Middle School were also a major disappointment for Si Hua's graduating class. Despite all the hype, they didn't get to enjoy them.

After all, they are already in their final year of high school. If the principal of the No. 1 High School still dares to offer computer classes, wouldn't he be wondering why his office hasn't been overcrowded by parents?

The second major pain point is the new running track. The cinder track at the No. 1 Middle School in the city was promised by the principal to be repaired within a year when I enrolled...

As a result, the track hadn't even been dug up by the time Si Hua received his university acceptance letter.

Oh, what a tragedy.

Through Si Hua's long-distance murmurs, he finally returned to the stage of his youth from his memories.

I originally thought I wouldn't be able to find the location of the multimedia classroom because I hadn't been back to my alma mater for twenty years.

But I never expected that some memories were rooted in my body.

Completely subconsciously, Si Hua walked to the sign that read "Multimedia Classroom." Before she even got close, she heard a loud, shouting young voice coming from inside the classroom.

"Hey, you guys have been camping for half an hour just to save up gold for a tower steal???"

"I'll circle you guys, you bastards!"

Then there's the classic, uninterrupted national essence, which uses "mother" as the unit and "ancestor" as the radius.

Si Hua has become numb...

This strange year of 2005 included League of Legends.

This is quite subtle.

Without Blizzard, without Warcraft, without DOTA, how did MOBA games develop in this world? Si Hua has no idea. Maybe some genius will just have a flash of inspiration.

He still found the familiarity he remembered in Teacher Qiu amidst the sounds of traditional Chinese music.

Was Teacher Qiu this wild back then? I have absolutely no recollection of it.

By the way, how should I ask Teacher Qiu to let me use the computer lab later?

Report truthfully?

As I was thinking, I don't know what got into me, but I actually took out my phone, started recording, and then sneaked into the equipment maintenance room at the very back of the multimedia classroom.

Perhaps they found it too unusual to see a high school teacher using such foul language.

Then Si Hua saw a tall, thin young man wearing a white shirt and black trousers sitting with his back to the door in an expensive-looking ergonomic chair, pushing himself to the limit.

He is none other than the mysterious guest, the master of the multimedia classroom, the black hole of single female teachers, and the owner of endless games at Zhongnan No. 1 Middle School, the taciturn Teacher Qiu!

"I'm so unlucky to be associated with scum like you!"

"Labor and management are the MVPs!"

"You'll regret this!"

boom!

A loud slamming sound of a mouse hitting the table.

Why does this scene look so familiar?

As Teacher Qiu, parched and about to look for water, turned her head and saw the timid figure of the dog at the door.

He was even recording a video with his phone.

???

Qiu Yin's eyes widened in shock.

How could someone secretly take pictures of me, a boy, playing games quietly by myself?

Wait a minute, this looks like a student... no, isn't summer vacation just beginning?

High school seniors can't resist coming to school to review their notes?

Si Hua was still mentally rehearsing how to ask Teacher Qiu for permission to use the computer lab, figuring out how to start the conversation.

Suddenly, he saw Qiu Yin staring at him with a twisted expression, as if he had seen a pervert.

A jolt ran through me.

It came out without thinking.

"Teacher, you don't want others to see your videos, do you...?"

Wait, no, wait! How come it's an FBI classic quote?

That deadpan mouth!

This will cause a problem!

Si Hua wished he could kill himself with his phone.

???

Qiu Yin faced two shocks head-on.

I understand...

He's been targeted by a male student.

I never thought I could dodge the female teacher, but I couldn't dodge the male students.

Just thinking about how I just escaped from the mass grave-like dormitory at the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China in Chengdu...

After all the twists and turns, have you still been unable to escape Chengdu from your heart?

孽 孽!