Chapter 52 There are also those who like vinyl records

There are also people who like vinyl records

sneaked out of the door of my father's room and said that I haven't visited the old man for a long time. I don't know how I've been getting along with my mother recently. I stood at the door and listened to the noise. In less than two seconds, there was a violent fight inside, and there was no need to ask again.

At this time, I usually hide, but today I have something urgent to do, so I knocked on the door and said, "What's the matter? Is there another debate?"

Every time my father and mother quarreled, I persuaded them with such an opening statement, which was no exception, but my father sat on the sofa and smoked silently. My mother stood opposite me and pinched her waist and was furious. The most objective thing was the tapes scattered all over the ground.

By the way, I can open a video store. I picked up a plate of joy with sharp eyes. This is the first plate of mouthband I bought when I was in junior high school, Beyond Band's "Glorious Years". I said I couldn't find it. It turned out that my father was here.

I picked up the tape and was about to ask a question. Suddenly, I saw my mother holding a tape and let me see it: "God, you judge it. A good plate of "The Immortal Match" was ruined by your father."

The fairy match? Huangmei opera? I had a big head and silently took it over and said, "Can we go to a tape? We can go to HD. Do you want me to give your mother a complete home theater?"

"Forget it, son, your mother was fascinated when she heard the play, and a walkman sent her away. I don't enjoy it like my father." I was pushed to his study, and my emotional father also set up a sound room. I was stunned as soon as I entered.

Dual SIM recorder with HI-FI and amplifier projector. What a strange combination is? I listened to the faint old song "Forgotten Time" from the stereo, which made me feel pain.

"That?" I looked at the father sitting in the boss's chair and bowed and pushed it out. "I won't bother you."

"Don't worry!" Dad grabbed me and said, "It's rare for our father and son to get together and chat. In fact, I still have something to ask you to do."

"What's the matter?" I was so alert that I almost forgot the purpose of this. I don't know if there are any Decepticons lurking in so many tapes.

"Actually, I don't want to enjoy these old tapes. I was forced to do it because of helplessness. In fact, there is one thing in the collection that is the best, that is, vinyl records."

Dad Youyou said an unexpected fact. It turned out that Dad once wanted to collect some classic records, but he was defeated by one person.

I asked who and answered Batman.

I'm dizzy. I can't strongly accept this answer. Batman has only been here for a few days, so he monopolized the vinyl record, so he asked his father, "What's going on? Why did you lose?"

"Don't mention it. Looking back on the past, I just lost to high technology. It is said that the bat guy has too many new things. I really don't know where he came from. Every time I go to collect records, he will be the first."

Speaking of this, I was suddenly shocked. Was it eavesdropped? So I reached out to make a boo move. I got up and replied while searching for suspicious eavesdropping equipment in the room. Sure enough, I found a chip that was imperceptible by the naked eye in the corner and in my father's hair.

It is said that Wayne Group has strong financial resources, and such high-tech products may not be able to be rectified even by the Ministry of Defense. I feel more and more terrible. Is Batman being bribed? No, I asked, "Have you ever negotiated with Batman? Can't we work together to collect and learn from each other's strengths?

"I talked about it, but I don't understand the language. I blew it."

"Do you understand the language?" When I grin, which language do you always communicate with others?

Forget, since I found out the problem, I'll go to Batman for a while. Before leaving, I went to the tape pile and turned over. I can't forget the promise of Zhang Sanli and Lisi.

Dad said, "What do you choose? Put it in a sack and take it away. I still have a lot of copies here?"

I was speechless and said, "Are you tired? The whole big hard disk has been solved."

Carrying a sack, I packed some rock pop songs, took them back to Zhang Sanli and Di Qingsu Shi, and then went to Batman and said that yesterday someone told me that most of the comrades of the Justice League had gone back after the holiday, leaving only a small number of people to rest, while The Flash and Little Robin would stay here as liaisons.

I said to myself, why didn't Batman go? This is not like your style of being alone. As soon as you arrived at Batman's door to knock on the door, you heard the powerful Black Sunday music inside.

Who, so bold, do you want to find your own way to die?

I endured the powerful shock of the music and pushed the door in, but I saw Batman squatting on the ground and resisting bitterly, and a black record was playing on the jukebox in front of me.

Something is wrong. There is something wrong with holding the record. It is said that the tape troops in my arms are eager to try. Is it true that the sound waves have degenerated into the form of records, which can be full of retro?

So he stretched out a sword spirit and shot it directly on the record player, which immediately caused a loud noise. The black record jumped up for no reason. With the familiar deformed sound, a small robot comparable to a live-life movie stuck in front of me.

Yes, it has only changed half, and it is stuck in front of me, and it keeps making a harsh sound of friction. Isn't this a fault?

The robot said to himself, "Oh, there is a grain of sand. The weather on the earth is too bad."

You scare people, and I kicked him away with one foot. Who makes it so complicated? It's simply asking for trouble!