有人在对我的父亲指指点点:“没钱玩什么游戏?乡巴佬!”那一刻,我感觉这些讥讽的话语就像皮鞭似的抽打在我的脸上。116岁那年,父亲送我去一家电脑培训中心学习微机课程。我很快便厌倦了那些枯燥的操作。渐渐地,一有空我便溜到与中心相邻的“创世纪”网吧上网玩游戏,几个月下来,我微机知识没学到多少,倒是对那些神奇莫测的游戏入了迷,经常玩个通宵达旦。 Someone is pointing my father: “No money to play games? Country bumpkin!” At that moment, I feel these sarcastic words like a whip-like punch in my face. 116 years old, my father sent me to a computer training center to learn computer courses. I soon tired of those boring operation. Gradually, as soon as possible I slipped to the center of the adjacent “Genesis ” Internet cafe to play games online, a few months down, my computer knowledge did not learn how much, it touches on those mysterious game into a fan, Often play all night long.