Chapter 36 Walkman

Sure enough, a heavy snow blocked the road.

Three inches of snow made it difficult to walk. People wore ear hats and thick clothes to walk on the snow, while children laughed and sat on the sleds they made themselves, having fun together.

Fan Heng suddenly realized that Fan Wubing had been very silent these past few days, and he didn't know what he was doing in his room, so he opened the door curiously and walked in.

The inside of the room was in a mess. Fan Wubing's desk was filled with a lot of information, some circuit diagrams, and various parts that he had dismantled. Fan Wubing himself plunged into it. What are you doing.

"What are you fiddling with?" Fan Heng carefully picked up a small component from the table, examined it, and found that it was a tiny stepping motor with a diameter of only about one centimeter.

Fan Wubing buried his head in fiddling with his things, and replied casually, "A Sony Walkman, Walkman."

"Walkman? What's it for?" Fan Heng had never heard of it before, so he couldn't help being stunned.

"Walkman, of course it's for listening to music—" Fan Wubing suddenly realized his father's existence. When he looked up, he saw Fan Heng's bewildered face, and he thought of a question. A large number of them flowed into the mainland, and his father, Fan Heng, had naturally never seen them.

So Fan Wubing brought his father over, took out a good Sony Walkman, put on the strap, pulled out the earphones, put them on for Fan Heng, and pressed the play button.

"Boom, boom, boom --" a burst of heavy metal rock music suddenly sounded in the earphones. Fan Heng was caught off guard and was a little dazed. After a few seconds, he got used to it, took off the earphones, and said to Fan Wubing, " What is this, it's scary!"

"Oh, you're not used to this music, come and I'll change it for you—" Fan Wubing took the machine, and picked out one of the few cassettes, all printed on it were traditional Chinese characters, and changed it. After listening to it, I played it directly without using earphones. The sound quality still seemed a bit unsatisfactory, but it was much better than the radio I listened to every day. It was a Cantonese song.

Fan Heng still couldn't understand it, but the rhythm of the song was good and he could appreciate it.

"Where did you get such a good thing?" Fan Heng wondered.

"Japanese products, it's not bad to use." Fan Wubing replied.

The Walkman in Fan Wubing's hand was of course a private product obtained through Wuzhi's small computer. The Walkman portable tape player developed by Sony in 1979 was also the world's first Walkman. The appearance of Walkman marked the birth of the concept of portable music, and the word Walkman has since become synonymous with portable music players.

Walking and running to listen to music has always been the dream of many people, and this dream gradually became a reality after Philips released the first audio tape in 1966.

Compared with various storage media in the same period, magnetic tape has a convenient recording function and good shockproof performance, which also makes the Walkman a reality. Although Fan Wubing, who is used to listening to the Dolby surround sound effect, is quite dissatisfied with this world's earliest Walkman, but he also has to admit that it is already the best Walkman he has seen so far. .

In fact, in 1979, Sony's audio department modified the small tape recorder used by reporters into a smaller tape recorder, which was praised by many people for its good sound quality. Later they launched the Walkman Walkman and positioned the Walkman in the youth market, emphasizing youthful vigor and fashion, and created a headphone culture. Beginning to use "Walkman", a non-standard Japanese-English brand, globally.

Due to China's national conditions at that time, things like Walkman have not yet become popular. In fact, until many years later, many Chinese did not use a Walkman.

Fan Wubing clearly remembered that his first small tape recorder, or not a Walkman, was a Zhongnan brand tape recorder. The volume, about the size of a brick, comes with these two palm-sized stereo speakers, and the weight is not light. It was brought back by his father Fan Heng when he went to Guangzhou on a business trip. The price was very expensive. The time was in 1989 Year.

"This thing must be very expensive!" The first thing Fan Heng thought of was the price of this Walkman.

At least he has never seen this thing in the market, so Fan Heng feels that although the size of this thing is small, the price may not be low. He knows that there is a reel machine for broadcasting in the factory. Very high, the sound quality may not be better than this little thing in front of you.

You know, that reel player is as tall as a person, and the tapes on it often fly out by themselves.

"If it is placed in China, it should be very expensive. I am afraid it will cost you a year's salary to buy such a machine." Fan Wubing responded with a nod.

"Oh, it's so expensive." Fan Heng nodded, looked at the phones that had been torn apart by Fan Wubing, and didn't speak.

"Hey, don't you feel a little distressed?" Brother Dahu, father and son in battle, how could Fan Heng's thoughts escape Fan Wubing's observation? With Fan Heng's eyes fixed on the disassembled machine, he knew what his father was thinking.

Fan Heng was naturally a little annoyed by his son's teasing. He originally wanted to reach out and give him a slap, but he was worried that Fan Wubing's little head would be stunned, so he drew a circle in the air and Turning back, he said resentfully, "Even if you have money, you can't be such a prodigal! I can't come up with a reason for tossing around, I still want to spank your ass!"

However, of course, Fan Wubing would not let his father's slap fall on his ass. He has a good reason for being such a prodigal.