Chinese entertainment for engineering students

While Wang Xu was busy pushing the corpse to rush to the scene, Li Yu was also busy organizing her small team.

In the crowded courtyard, next to the faucet is the only open space. There is a date tree there, well, there is only one. The tall tree trunks have already surpassed the surrounding low bungalows, fighting for good light for themselves.

There are half-sized green fruits hanging on the tree. The dates on this tree are very sweet, but they have just started to bear fruits not long ago. By the time school starts, they will be ready to be harvested. It will be another festival in the courtyard.

Under the jujube tree, there were several mats in a circle, and four or five little girls were chattering there.

"Dian Dian, why haven't you seen the second brother you mentioned? Is he really handsome?" The girl who spoke still had some baby fat on her face, had big eyes, wore big black-rimmed glasses, had short button-edged hair, and was wearing short clothes. A floral dress with sleeves and a pair of cloth shoes.

The clothes look a bit old-fashioned, but the voice is quite clear and crisp.

Her name is Zhang Li. This is her first time at Li Yu's house. She is looking around curiously. Mazar was too short, causing her skirt to drag to the floor, and she had to free her hands to catch it.

"You can see for yourself tomorrow, huh, my sister is working for you, and you still have the nerve to doubt me." Li Yu's nose turned up high, as if I was angry.

"Really, really, I've seen it. The second brother is really handsome, even more handsome than Chow Yun-fat." Duanmu Hongmei immediately responded. This is a girl with a ponytail, a simple T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of men's shoes. You must be very tall and wear cloth shoes, so your knees are high when you sit on the horse.

"Hey, guess whether I believe it or not." Zhang Li curled her lips. Chow Yun-fat was her idol. The stills of Shanghai Beach wearing a windbreaker and a white scarf were still hanging by her bedside.

"I don't believe it either." Two little white hands were raised, and the two little girls who had never said anything said in unison. They were Tong Lu and Zhou Xiaofang. Both of them had oval-shaped faces. Unfortunately, they were damaged by acne. the overall image.

"Oh, my love for you is all in vain. Is our comradeship so unstable? I don't even believe the truth. Let's wait until tomorrow to open your eyes." Li Yu looked unhappy, but there was nothing he could do. .

To be honest, there are not many handsome boys these days. Apart from other things, orthodontic treatment is not yet popular. This alone will lower the average appearance by at least 10 points.

Even many girls are classified as ugly because of their crooked teeth. However, after they are corrected later, their appearance changes drastically. There are not many ugly ducklings who turn into swans directly.

And boys in this era still advocate heroism. It is a general consensus that men do not care about their faces, and "little boy" is almost a derogatory term.

Look at the many celebrities nowadays, except for a few movie stars, there is almost nothing interesting to look at. Don’t be too crooked, but they still appear on the cover of magazines.

Look at who the director is, who the writer is, and who the singer is, cough, cough, cough, I won’t name names here, they are scolded.

You can say that he looks masculine, you can say that he has personality, but it is difficult to say that he looks handsome.

On college campuses, people call each other handsome. There is no man who is not handsome. According to some college girls, if he is a man, he is handsome.

Several girls chatted, ranging from Chow Yun-fat to Prince Siha, from songs to movies, from Dream of Red Mansions to the Asian Games.

People in the Imperial City can talk not only with men, but also with women. It’s just that men cannot chat without women, and women cannot chat without men.

Men who can put themselves on the stage are almost talked about by several little girls. Li Yu also ran to Wang Xu's room and packed a bag of melon seeds and a few bottles of soda on ice in the pool to satisfy the cravings of the little sisters.

Ever since my predecessor started going to the market to earn money, he would buy snacks, soda and the like to keep at home from time to time. When I was a child, my predecessor's parents often went on business trips, sometimes for half a month at a time. It was all thanks to the care of the neighbors that Wang Xu didn't grow crooked.

Moreover, in the years when Wang Xu became taller, he was known as a man who could eat. He often rubbed him everywhere just for a bite of food. It can be said that there was no one in the whole alley who had not been rubbed by his predecessor.

So after I had some money, I began to consciously prepare some food for my brothers and sisters in the alley.

Children in the alley all know that the second brother often buys snacks recently, and from time to time, boys and adults will come to eat and drink.

Wang Xu usually doesn't lock the door of his house. The important things are locked in the big house, that is, Wang Xu's parents' room.

If a child comes too often, the neighbors will help scold him. You can scold him, but if you use his house as a canteen, you will definitely be scolded.

The title of second brother is not the ranking of the predecessor's own family, but the second eldest among the children of this generation in the entire Hutong. There is also an eldest sister in front of him, who is half a year older than Wang Xu. She has not been admitted to college. After working, the ones behind are smaller.

Wang Xu got up very early today. Getting up early and doing activities can improve the progress of adaptation. He has to stretch his voice and practice his fists and feet. These are things that the body remembers and cannot stop. He must adapt to the changes in the body at any time. Isn’t the problem of drowsiness also during the day?

Several guys in the Dark Horse band are all night owls. They don't wake up in the morning and don't sleep at night. They usually practice piano in the afternoon and fall asleep in the house in the morning.

The sun was already shining when Wang Xu came over, but they hadn't gotten up yet. The small courtyard we rented has a total of four rooms. They are not in the style of a BJ courtyard, but in the style of an old bungalow.

Wang Xu arranged three habitable bedrooms and a warehouse. The Dark Horse Band lived in a room with four bunk beds, a writing desk in the middle of the bed, and two chairs.

The bedding was Dark Horse's own, and Wang Xu provided a few straw mats.

These buddies came to the emperor with a desperate attitude, including bedding, bedding, and pots and pans, and packed them up and checked them into BJ. They planned to give it one last try, and if they didn't succeed in two years, they would completely disband and go home.

Wang Xu was also quite touched by this spirit. Those who pursue something are really not afraid of hardship. Wang Xu himself is not a very ambitious person, but this does not prevent Wang Xu from admiring them.

What's more, you can still pursue something in this era. Money has not become the only thing. Money is just a by-product of the pursuit.

Although it is chaotic and poor, the spirit of the people is vigorous. Don't look at those rock and roll players who curse the streets, the unfairness of the world, and the desire for money all day long, but they themselves are by no means decadent, and they are quite energetic.

Wang Xu himself arranged a room here where he could rest, practice piano, or write something. What he wanted was privacy, and this room would not be rented out.

There is also an empty room with two single beds inside, and a straw mat is placed on the bed in case of emergencies, in case someone might be picked up again.

Recently, people come to stay from time to time. There are really not too many people who play music and art until they are homeless, especially in that era.

A few days ago, I took in a poet who wandered into the imperial capital. He had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, rotten yellow teeth, and long oily hair that was almost rotten.

But just like this, there happened to be a girl who liked him, who looked quite iconic, and they all chased him to the small courtyard of his predecessor. Even though they slept with the poet on a straw mat all night, they were not afraid of having their butts stabbed.

Later, the two disappeared, leaving nothing but a note with words of thanks and contact information. They must have wandered somewhere else.

Wang Xu's place is too far away from where colleges and universities are concentrated. The Haidian area on Xueyuan Road is where poets like to go. I wonder if those two have found an organization.

These days are quite interesting. There is no convenient contact information, and the addresses and phone numbers left are from other places. Once we break up, it may really be a farewell and we will never see each other again in our lives.

Those who play art are all high-minded, and most of them will not be greedy for your money. Generally, they will not talk about accommodation and food expenses. This is not a hotel. Many people will occasionally send a letter to talk about their current situation and their farewells.

Some people think that this person is a good friend of their predecessor, and they will suddenly invite many people to come and have a meal together, thus introducing many people from various art circles to their predecessor.

There is a lot of information in this area in the address book of the predecessor. Although the second brother of Dong Siwang played mediocre music this year, his reputation for being generous and generous with money was still spread, and he was somewhat famous in the circle.

Although most of these are related to the dog-licking system and have little to do with the predecessor's own interests, they did give the predecessor a lot of knowledge. Of course, this also became the qualifications of the successor Wang Xu.

Wang Xu's main task during this period is to adapt to his body and relieve various discomforts caused by time travel. Wang Xu didn't want to make himself so busy.

Finally having a normal world, Wang Xu plans to take it easy. Wang Xu opened the book "Ferocious Animals" at hand and thought about the future while reading it.

According to the general time travel manuals, it is most cost-effective to copy songs and novels at this time. The songs are not bad. With the current perfect level of various musical literacy, it is not difficult to copy the songs. It may be more difficult to choose the songs than to copy the songs. a little.

As for novels, it is a bit troublesome. Although with systematic help, I can search for long-term memories, but it is troublesome to find them. The kind of longing can sometimes make people addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

Now that there is no certainty that he can go back, Wang Xu does not dare to miss the past frequently because he is afraid that he will be lost.

Wang Xu didn't read much of current mainstream literature, and he didn't remember much of it. He read a lot of later online novels, which were fast-paced and more enjoyable, but he basically forgot them after reading them, and couldn't even remember much of the plot.

And these novels are really not suitable for copying now. After all, those long novels, which often have millions of words, can make people almost exhausted just writing them down.

It should not be too long, have a certain degree of literary quality, and be a subversive novel, but Wang Xu suddenly had an idea and decided to read it.

Wang Xu immediately stood up, sat in front of the writing desk, took out a stack of manuscript paper, and wrote a few words neatly in the middle of the first line - The Story of Wukong.

While Wang Xu'an was climbing the grid quietly, several beautiful girls were still chatting. The topic had gone around in various directions for several times, and finally returned to the main topic.

"What song should we choose for the competition? We agreed to discuss the song, but you ended up just drinking soda and eating melon seeds." Li Yu was a little angry. These little girls were too difficult to handle.

"I have no objection. Any song is fine. I can't sing anyway. Can your second brother really teach us? My mother said I'm tone deaf." Duanmu Hongmei was a little uneasy. She didn't even have a tape recorder at home, except for music lessons. I don’t know how to sing those few songs, and I really don’t have much confidence in this aspect.

"Auntie doesn't know how to sing. She's deaf and even I know it. You're right to listen to me. I haven't seen you lose track in music class." Li Yu is very self-conscious about being the boss. She must cheer up the team members when they play drums.

"Sing "Qian Qian Que Song", I like this one the best." Zhang Li spoke at the right time. She comes from a good family and her parents bought her a lot of tapes. She is the one who knows the most about Hong Kong and Taiwan pop music.

"I've never heard of it. Does it sound good? Can you sing a few lines?" Zhou Xiaofang inquired curiously.

"It sounds great, it sounds great. I almost wore out that tape." Zhang Li said proudly. You must know that this song was released the year before last, but because it was a Cantonese disc, almost no one sold it in the Imperial Capital. Zhang Li can get it by asking someone to leave.

"Slowly looking back at the night that once belonged to each other", this girl has an outgoing personality, she really dares to sing, not to mention, she still has a few charms to learn.

"It's in Cantonese, it's no good, I can't sing Mandarin well, and I can't even sing Cantonese." Duanmu stopped after hearing this sentence. Learning to sing is hard enough, and learning Cantonese is too troublesome.

"Yes, yes, Cantonese is too difficult to learn. How about singing Little Tigers? We all know how to do this." Zhou Xiaofang also retreated.

"No, no, no, the Little Tigers are too vulgar. I guess at least half of the teams in this competition sang this." Since CCTV aired the program "Tide - Songs from Taiwan" the year before last, the Little Tigers became popular all over the country. The song "Green Apple Paradise" has become a must-have for students.

Almost every class has a group singing the Little Tiger Team, various kitten teams, and puppy teams emerge in endlessly. A singing competition with half of "Green Apple Paradise" would seem vulgar if it wasn't in a girl's mind.

"Why don't you let your second brother help you choose? Didn't you say he can do it?" Duanmu Hongmei felt a bit like blaming her, but she couldn't help it, because she really hadn't heard any songs.

"That's right, let him make the choice, why should he brag all day long about his ability?" Li Yu happily passed the blame, and then the girls started chatting again.

Is Wang Xu afraid that they will take the blame? Of course he is not. In fact, Wang Xu has also struggled with what to let them sing. In singing competitions these days, you cannot sing blindly. Choosing blindly can easily cause trouble for a few children.

It's pointless to follow the crowd, and it's hard to stand out.

Wang Xu knew that those girls were pretty good-looking and could only sing, but Li Yu had a good voice, so it was no problem to be the lead singer.

The other girls, depending on their qualifications, are good at chorus or harmony, but they can get by with just a few lines of chorus if they are not.

As for the songs, of course I chose them from Internet celebrity songs. The melody is simple and easy to learn, and the lyrics are catchy, such as "Youth".

"I'm still the same boy I used to be. Time is just a test. Hey, why did you get up?" Wang Xu came out of the room humming a bit and looked at the members of the Dark Horse Band looking at each other.