Chapter 2 A Seventeen-Year-Old Boy

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

The video store, bookstore, disc rental store, and bookstore at the entrance of the community... became his base.

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

CDs, vinyl records, tapes, no matter domestic or foreign, he took them off the shelves one by one and looked through them, looking at the singers, song titles, and record companies... Then combined with the memories in his mind, he tried to The development of music in this time and space draws out a context.

He flipped through movie posters, story introductions, cast lists, directors, screenwriters, and tried his best to recall in his mind what Li Qian knew before, including release time, box office, reviews...etc. Or abroad.

Of course, he also pays attention to TV dramas, and he also reads the synopsis of the story, the cast, the director, recalls the approximate broadcast time and evaluation...

The same goes for novels, anthologies, etc.

Of course, he knew that he could only make a rough guess just by looking at it roughly. In the next period of time, he had to watch, listen, and analyze one by one. The pulse of the times.

Fortunately, the previous Li Qian was also quite fond of these things, such as novels, music, movies, TV series... etc. This is like building a lighthouse for Li Qian on the sea shrouded in darkness.

Therefore, as he saw more and understood more, the smiles on Li Qian's face also increased, and more and more.

To be fair, whether it is music, movies or TV series, Li Qian is definitely the kind of person who will die if he falls in love. But the things I understand are really complicated enough, and the way is wide enough, and I am very familiar with the music, film and television, etc. of that era.

Therefore, after taking more than a day to do a rough understanding of the time and space he is in and the literary and artistic circle of this era, the light in his heart began to shine brighter and brighter.

Well, probably at least 100 watts, but also the brightness of 100 watts of LED.

Specifically speaking, the literature, art, film and television, music, painting, etc. of this era are the same as the era of time and space that Li Qian once experienced, but they are different in a small way.

The so-called similarities, take literary novels and film and television dramas as examples. Maybe the story plots shown are different, the language vocabulary is different, and the lens language is different, but the spiritual core is faintly consistent. And the performance in music is roughly the same. The songs are different, and the tunes are different, but their spiritual pursuit and spiritual direction are the same.

Moreover, these things are the same in both the East and the West, but Western literature and art generally follow the development track that Li Qian is familiar with, and there are not too many confusions, and the closer they are to 1644, the turning point of Eastern history, their development track The closer to the track that Li Qian knew, 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 small differences, that's simple, among other things, at least the movies, TV dramas, and songs that Li Qian was familiar with in his previous life... There is almost no overlap with this life!

Of course, the fact that the song titles do not overlap does not mean that the song will not crash, and that the absence of the movie does not mean that there are no similar scenes in other movies. But... this is enough!

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

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One day later, Sunday night, half past eleven.

Li Qian was lying on the bed, his mind was full of thoughts, but his eyes were sparkling.

Li Qian's mother, Geng Huizhen, came out to go to the bathroom, saw the light leaking from the crack of the door, and couldn't help knocking on the door, "Xiaoqian, why haven't you slept yet? You don't have class tomorrow!"

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

"Writing? Don't fool me with your dad's tricks. How old are you, and you have learned to use inspiration as an excuse to stay up late? If you really have that kind of energy, the final exam will be right away. Just don't give me the bottom three in the exam." Now, hurry up and put me to bed!"

Without saying anything, don't care if the clothes are off or not, Li Qian reached out to turn off the light first.

Hearing 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 really no movement outside, so he turned on the light again, and then lay down on the bed and pulled it up. 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 some thinking patterns accumulated in the bones of a nation are really difficult to change. For example, although time has changed, in this time and space in 1995, Jinan Fu National No. 13 Senior High School still has key classes The difference from ordinary classes—in the second grade of senior high school, the three classes, first, third, and fifth, are the key classes.

For the key class, the students are top-notch students, and the teachers are also excellent teachers. There is only one meaning from inside and outside the school, and the parents of the teachers: since you have entered the key class, your goal to be admitted to Guozijian University is your goal! The most time, the most time, you can't fail to pass the entrance examination to the National First University of SD Province, right? You know, you came from the key class of the 13th National Middle School of Jinan Prefecture! We are the top ten high schools in SD province, and our predecessor was the Jinan prefectural school in Shun Dynasty, known as "Shandong Xiaoguozijian"!

Monday morning.

The fourth class of Class 2 and 5 is Chinese.

Li Qian's seat is in the third row from the bottom. At this time, the teacher is speaking emotionally, and the students are listening attentively, but Li Qian is quite bored half lying on the desk, and his eyes fall 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 levels of this time and space, but after going through almost all the textbooks of the second semester of the second semester of high school in the morning, his interest was quickly exhausted.

For example, in the so-called Chinese class of the fourth class, the textbook is actually the same as the Chinese in the previous life, except that the classical Chinese is more and longer, and it accounts for a larger proportion of the text. This morning, I learned it. What Qian had learned once in his previous life was Tai Shigong's famous article - "Bao Ren An Shu", 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, with a confused look on his face, as if he didn't know why the teacher suddenly called him up.

This is a beautiful girl, in her early twenties, wearing a well-tailored black suit and skirt that accentuates her pretty figure, her long crow-blue hair is tied into a ponytail, the front is straight and black, and only the ends are thickened. A little bit of light purple perm, but it is more fashionable and delicate, even if it is just a simple stop there, it will make people feel bright.

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

She comes from an educational family, her parents are both old teachers in the thirteenth middle school. Li Qian and Wang Jinglu's class - since she came back, the title of No. 1 beauty in the thirteenth high school is hers, and she has never moved her place. It's just that the male teacher and male students of No. 13 Middle School regret that, according to 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 happy Can't get up.

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

Don't worry, for a seventeen-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 pleasant big sister next door.

What's more, Teacher Qi is still so beautiful. In the words of the current Li Qian, he is very good-looking, at least 90 points and above. Especially her pair of eyes, those bright black pupils are always full of water, but not charming, just clear and bright like a pool of luscious spring water, making people feel peaceful when they look at it. Just look at her, and even the dirty thoughts will disappear in an instant.

But now, Teacher Qi called up Li Qian who was distracted in class, and stared at him with those watery eyes, and said, "Li Qian, it depends on the girls after class, okay?"

There was a roar of laughter.

After staying in the same class for almost two years, how many secrets can anyone not know?

The childhood sweetheart story of Li Qian and Wang Jinglu living opposite each other has long been spread in the class, even the fact that Wang Jinglu's big star sister Wang Jingxue beat up Li Qian was no secret.

No, just as Teacher Qi called Li Qian up and before he could speak, Wang Jinglu immediately lowered his head with guilt.

A burst of laughter erupted in the classroom, and Wang Jinglu slumped down on the table, buried her head under the textbook, from her face to her earlobe, and then from her earlobe to her neck, in the blink of an eye, as if she had drunk wine, her blush was as red as dye.

Li Qian was not embarrassed at all. Not to mention that he is actually forty years younger in mental age now, even if he is only seventeen years old, there is nothing terrible about it.

Not to mention that he and Wang Jinglu really don't have any special intimate relationship, even if there is, it is clearly written in the "Marriage Law" of this time and space: sixteen years old for females and eighteen years old for males, that is, the legal marriageable age. And in fact, not one or two of the high school students are married! Even after marriage, if you become pregnant while studying, the school will directly approve you to suspend school for one year, and come back to continue studying 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 develop relationships from an early age. Many families in this era are indeed a combination of junior high school classmates, high school classmates, or college classmates, and then it will last for decades or a lifetime. The relationship is too good to say.

So standing there at this moment, not only was he very clear in his heart, but when he remembered the incident in high school in his previous life, he even felt a spontaneous sense of happiness. He replied directly: "Teacher Qi, actually I didn't look at Wang Jinglu, I was looking at you!"

boom……

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

Teacher Qi laughed angrily when he heard the words, glared at Li Qian, and said, "I don't want to pass the final exam, do I?"

Now the students in the classroom stopped laughing.

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

Someone laughed uncontrollably.

Teacher Qi didn't bother to say anything more to Li Qian, so he put the textbook on the desk directly, slowly put away the smile on his face, and just looked at him quietly.

After the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, Li Qian lowered his head in shame, "Mr. Qi, I was wrong. I was indeed looking at Wang Jinglu just now."

boom……