Perfect Life

For the next day or so, Li Qian almost forgot to eat and sleep.

The audio-visual store, bookstore, disc rental shop, and book rental shop at the entrance of the community have become his base.

He flips through everything related to music, movies, TV shows, books.

CDs, vinyl records, tapes, whether domestic or foreign, he took them off the shelves one by one and looked at them, looking at the singers, song titles, and record companies... Then combined with the memories in his mind, he tried to put this The development of music in time and space draws out a context.

He flipped through the movie poster, story introduction, cast list, director, and screenwriter, and tried his best to recall in his mind what Li Qian knew before, including release time, box office, reviews, etc., etc., regardless of whether it was domestic or foreign. foreign.

Of course, he also pays attention to the TV series, and also reads the story introduction, the cast list, the director, and recalls the approximate broadcast time and evaluation...

The same is true for novels, anthologies, etc.

Of course, he knows that he can only make a rough guess just by looking at it roughly. In the next period of time, he must see, listen, and analyze one by one. Only then can he grasp it more accurately. The pulse of this era.

Fortunately, Li Qian was quite fond of these things before, novels, music, movies, TV series, etc. This was equivalent to building a lighthouse for Li Qian on the sea shrouded in darkness.

So, the more you see and understand, the more smiles on Li Qian's face, and more and more.

To be fair, Li Qian definitely belongs to the kind of person who will toss to death once he falls in love with music, movies and TV series, although he didn't make a name for himself until he was in his thirties. But the things I know are really complicated enough, and the way is wide enough, and I am even more familiar with the music, film and television, etc. of that era.

So, after taking more than a day to get a rough understanding of the time and space and the literary and art circle of this era, the light in his heart started to get brighter and brighter.

Well, it is probably at least 100 watts, and it has to be said that it is the brightness of 100 watts of LEDs.

Specifically, the literature, art, film and television, music, painting, etc. of this era are the same in big points and different in small points from the era in the time and space that Li Qian once experienced.

The so-called big things are the same. Take literary novels and film and television dramas as an example. Maybe the story lines are different, the language vocabulary is different, and the camera language is different, but the spiritual core is vaguely compatible. And the performance in music is probably the same. The songs are different and the songs are different, but their spiritual pursuit and spiritual orientation are related to breathing.

And these things are the same in the East and the West, but the Western literature and art roughly followed the development trajectory that Li Qian was familiar with, and there was not too much confusion, and the closer it was to 1644, the inflection point of Eastern history, the trajectory of their development. The closer it is to the trajectory that Li Qian knows, even many famous artists and works of art completely fit the original history in Li Qian's mind, while many things in China and the East have changed a lot.

As for the minor differences, it's simple. If nothing else, at least the movies, TV series, and songs that Li Qian was familiar with in his previous life... almost did not overlap with this life!

Of course, the fact that the song titles do not overlap doesn't mean that the song won't crash, and that the movie doesn't appear, doesn't mean that there are no similar bridges in other movies. But...that's enough!

As a senior amateur singer and a semi-senior third-rate actor, he knows what the notes and pictures that he only has in this world in his memory mean.

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A day later, on Sunday night, half past eleven.

Li Qian was lying on the bed, thinking in his mind, but his eyes were bright.

Li Qian's mother, Geng Huizhen, came out to go to the bathroom, caught a glimpse of the light leaking from the crack of the door, and couldn't help knocking on the door, "Xiao Qian, why haven't you slept yet? You won't be in class tomorrow!"

Li Qian hurriedly jumped out of bed, "Sleep, sleep, sleep right away. Don't you want to write something suddenly? It'll be over soon!"

"Writing? Don't use your dad's tricks to fool me. How old are you, so you learn to use inspiration as an excuse to stay up late? If you really have that energy, you will have the final exam soon, and don't give me the top three in the exam. Now, hurry up and put me to sleep!"

I didn't say anything, don't care if you take off your clothes or not, Li Qian first reached out and turned off the light.

He heard footsteps in his ears. Li Qian felt that his mother, Geng Huizhen, should have gone back to the room. After waiting for a while, he found that there was indeed no movement outside. Then he turned on the light again, and then pulled up under the bed. After a while Just dug out a dusty guitar case.

Not caring about getting dirty, Li Qian excitedly opened the box...

Well, two strings were broken.

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It has to be said that it is really difficult to change some of the thinking patterns accumulated in the bones of a nation. For example, although time has changed, in this time and space in 1995, there were still key classes in Jinan National No. 13 Senior High School. Different from ordinary classes—in the second year of senior high school, the first, third, and fifth classes are the key classes.

As for the key class, the students are top-notch students, and the teachers are also excellent teachers. The intentions of the school, outside the school, teachers and parents are only one thing: Since you entered the key class, it is your goal to be admitted to Guozijian University! The last time, the last time, you can't fail the entrance examination at Shandong National First University, right? You know, you are from the key class of Jinan Prefecture National Thirteenth Middle School! We are the top ten high schools in Shandong Province. The predecessor was the Jinan Fufu School in the Shun Dynasty, known as the "Shandong Xiaoguozijian"!

Monday, morning.

The fourth class of Class Two and Five of Senior High School is the Chinese class.

Li Qian's seat was in the third row from the bottom. At this time, the teacher was talking emotionally, and the students listened attentively, but Li Qian was rather bored on the desk, and his eyes fell on the girl in the middle of the third row of the classroom. The child's back remained motionless for a long time.

She is Wang Jinglu.

Originally, Li Qian was quite curious about the educational methods, educational methods and educational level of this time and space, but in one morning he almost rummaged through all the textbooks for the second semester of high school, and his interest was quickly exhausted.

For example, in the so-called Chinese class of the fourth class, the textbook is actually no different from the Chinese in the previous life, but the classical Chinese is more and longer, and the proportion of the number of texts is also larger. This morning, Li is the one who studied it. Qian had learned something in his previous life, Taishigong's famous article "Reporting to Ren'an", so before he knew it, he was a little distracted.

"Student Li Qian, stand up!"

Li Qian suddenly stood up, staring straight at his Chinese teacher Qi Jie, and at the same time showing an ignorant look on his face, as if he didn't know why the teacher suddenly called him up.

This is a very beautiful girl. She is in her early twenties. She wears a well-cut black suit and skirt to complement her beautiful figure. Her long crow-blue hair is tied into a ponytail. A little light purple hot roll, but it is more fashionable and delicate, even if it is just a simple stop there, it will make people feel a bright spot.

Well, yes, she's just a... girl!

She comes from a family of education, her parents are old teachers of No. 13 Middle School, and she herself was admitted to the Department of Education of the National First Women's Comprehensive College at the age of seventeen. After graduation, she returned to her alma mater to teach Chinese. Li Qian, Wang Jinglu and the rest of the group - since she came back, the title of No. 1 Beauty in the Thirteenth Middle School belongs to her, and she has never moved anywhere. It's just a pity for the male teacher and classmates of No. 13 Middle School. According to the gossip, she seems to have been engaged since she was very young, and it is said that the wedding date will be in May next year. This news is really pleasant. not get up.

Especially for the previous Li Qian, Teacher Qi was the number one dream lover in his heart.

Don't wonder, for a 17-year-old boy, even a girl of the same age who looks like a fairy, such as Wang Jinglu, is definitely not as attractive as a gentle and lovely big sister next door.

What's more, Teacher Qi is so beautiful. In the words of Li Qian now, he is very handsome, at least 90 points above that level. Especially her eyes, those black eyes are always full of water, but they are not charming, but clear and bright like a luscious spring, which makes people feel at ease when they look at them. Just look at her, and even the nasty thoughts will disappear in an instant.

But now, Teacher Qi called Li Qian out of his mind in the hall, and those watery eyes stared at him like that, and said, "Li Qian, let's see if the girls wait until after class, okay?"

Laughing loudly.

After staying in the same class for almost two years, how many secrets can anyone else have that others don't know?

The little story of Li Qian and Wang Jinglu living opposite each other as childhood sweethearts has long been spread in the class. It is not even a secret that Wang Jinglu's big star sister Wang Jingxue once beat up Li Qian.

No, Teacher Qi just called Li Qian up and before he could speak, Wang Jinglu was so guilty that he hurriedly lowered his head.

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and Wang Jinglu slumped onto the table, burying his head under the textbook, from face to earlobe, and then from earlobe to neck, in the blink of an eye, it was as if he had been drinking, flushing as red as dye.

Li Qian had nothing to be embarrassed about. Not to mention that he is actually forty years younger than his mental age now, even if he is only seventeen years old, there is nothing to fear.

Not to mention that he and Wang Jinglu actually have no special intimate relationship. Even if there is, it is clearly written in the "Marriage Law" of this time and space: 16 years old for women and 18 years old for men, that is, the legal age for marriage. And in fact, among the high school and college students who are already married, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is really not one or two! Even after marriage, if you become pregnant while studying, the school will directly approve you to take a year off from school and come back to study after the child is born!

As for puppy love... Li Qian doesn't seem to have this word in his memory at all! From the country to the school to the teacher, it seems that boys and girls are encouraged to cultivate feelings from childhood. Many families in this era are indeed a combination of junior high school classmates, high school classmates or college classmates, and then after a few decades, a lifetime, the relationship is too good to say.

So at this moment he stood there not only with a clear mind, but also when he remembered what happened when he was in high school in his previous life, and even felt a sense of happiness spontaneously. He replied directly, "Mr. Qi, I'm not looking at Wang Jinglu, I'm looking at you!"

Boom…

The laughing fruit of this sentence is more than twice as powerful as before. Many people laughed so much that they began to lie on the table and rub their stomachs!

When Teacher Qi heard this, he laughed angrily, glared at Li Qian, and said, "You don't want to pass the final exam, do you?"

The classmates in the classroom didn't laugh anymore.

Li Qian said, "Mr. Qi, how can you do this? Do you know that it is illegal to obstruct the freedom of love?"

Someone laughed uncontrollably.

Teacher Qi was too lazy to say anything to Li Qian, so he put the textbook directly on the desk, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he looked at him so quietly.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Li Qian lowered his head in shame, "Mr. Qi, I was wrong, I was really looking at Wang Jinglu just now."

Boom…