I was eighteen when I first went to the Internet cafe. At that time, the internet fee was still two yuan an hour. In the summer of 20 14, the college entrance examination was over, and I finally got rid of the dark and depressing high school life. My sister said that I went to the Internet cafe to check the information. Come with me to see the world. She looked at me derisively. You have grown up and haven't been there yet, so save your first time for today. I agreed with a look of embarrassment, curious and uneasy. I have only been exposed to computer classes at school before, and I know nothing. Now I may make a fool of myself.

Internet cafes are crooked in a very inconspicuous place on the pedestrian street. If I go by myself, I won't find it. The door is small and it's dark inside. Someone at the counter asked me for my ID card. Apart from the college entrance examination, this is probably the first time I have used my ID card. I handed it calmly and thought with a little pride: Look, I'm an adult.

The conditions in internet cafes are very good. The room is not very big, but it is fully equipped and the chairs are very big. It's comfortable to sit on, but I'm actually confused, because I don't understand these things, and I can't even drive them. I can't find the switch because the structure below is different from what I saw before. Finally turned on, but I can't surf the Internet. When I saw the computer desktop, the system kept asking me to enter my password. I don't know what it is, or my sister bought it for me.

She said strangely, you can do whatever you want, and then you go about your own business. I looked around blankly, everyone was playing games, and the boy in front was very excited: he was ferocious and he was still cursing this. I thought about it, but I didn't have the time to keep my sister. I found a music player, so I started listening to music. I listened for two hours and came out. If someone sees someone listening to music in an Internet cafe, they will think that she is crazy. Forgive me for not knowing anything at that time.

I used to think that Internet cafes were a terrible place. Parents and teachers often tell us not to go to Internet cafes. In my cognition, Internet cafes are not a good place. Those who go there are all bad children. When I was a freshman, a student died in our school.

The teacher said that during the holiday, the students didn't go home and went directly to the Internet cafe. He didn't come out until school started. Not long after he came out, he fell unconscious in the street and was gone when he was taken to the hospital. The doctor said he died of palpitation. I don't understand. I just think Internet cafes are scary, and it seems like a hell. I was embarrassed to go to the Internet cafe this time, but it let me know that the Internet cafe is not a terrible place. Looking back now, I'm really cute. I really haven't seen any world!