Chapter 1 The Weird World

A strange sense of space-time disorder criss-crossed the madman in his mind.

The stars and the sky are spinning, and everything seems to be wrong.

Li Qian patted his forehead vigorously, but felt that the more he patted, the worse his headache became.

"Hey, Li Qian, are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's really okay, I'll just take a rest."

After waving his hand to decline Liu Qiang, Li Qian shook his head vigorously, then looked around with his eyes wide open.

If the memory in my mind is correct, this is the basketball court of Jinanfu National No. 13 Senior High School. Liu Qiang and others who are playing not far away are my classmates in Class 2 and 5 of Senior High School. Today, they are It is Saturday, May 17, 55th year of the Republic of China, the year of Yihai in the lunar calendar. Oh, by the way, the Western calendar is 1995.

Yes, you read that right, this is Jinan Prefecture, not JN City.

The chronology here is calculated based on the history of the Republic, which is similar to the year names in ancient China.

Recalling carefully, Li Qian found the very clear history recorded in the textbook in his mind: In 1644 in the Western calendar, Li Zicheng entered Beijing, Ming Chongzhen Emperor Meishan hanged himself, and then Li Zicheng went out of Shanhaiguan to face the coalition forces of Dorgon and Wu Sangui. Big win. In the following twenty years, Emperor Taizu of Dashun conquered from east to west, conquering the Manchus, Mongolia, Huibu and Taiwan successively. For a time, the Dashun Dynasty was extremely prosperous...

Well, it's messy and weird.

Li Qian's thoughts continued to be in chaos...

This is really a world of paradox and paradox!

He rubbed his forehead fiercely, and lamented softly to himself, "The problem is, isn't there something wrong with the wire and it fell down. It's only a few meters high. I can't fall to my death, right? It's good now." , not only fell to his death, but also traveled to such an inexplicably messy world..."

When he just woke up, Li Qian almost thought that he had fallen into a schizophrenia. It wasn't until the knowledge and understanding of the world became clearer in his mind that he was finally convinced that all of this was actually true, and that he had come to a Strange time and space, and also turned into a high school sophomore named Li Qian.

Well, BJ is not called BJ, it is called Shuntianfu, Nan.jing is not called Nan.jing, it is called Yingtianfu, as for SH...it is called Songjiangfu...

What a pain in the ass.

He subconsciously rummaged through a few pockets before realizing that he still doesn't know how to smoke, so he had to rummage through the school uniforms taken off by a few students around him, and only then did he find half a pack of cigarettes named "Daming Lake" , took out one and clicked on it.

Taking a deep breath, a little choking, he couldn't help coughing.

"Yo, yo, look, look, Li Qian actually smokes too!"

"Hey, I said Li Qian, didn't you say that you bothered your father smoking cigarettes the most, why did you smoke yourself?"

"I'll wipe it, Li Qian, buddy, there's only half a pack left, and you don't know how to smoke, so don't waste it, okay? If you smoke one, I have to smoke one less!"

"I said, why are you so stingy, this is Li Qian's first cigarette in his life!"

"It's not that I'm stingy, my pocket money for this week has bottomed out, you guys don't know, this half pack of cigarettes is all my food for today and tomorrow, where can I find money to buy it?"

Li Qian picked up his school uniform with a cigarette in his mouth, patted his buttocks and stood up.

After thinking about it, he stuffed the remaining half pack of Daming Lake into his pocket, turned around and walked away, and said, "I gave this half pack of cigarettes to me. I'll give you back a pack tomorrow! I'm not feeling well. I'm leaving!"

A howl came from behind.

"Don't, let me tell you, at least you leave some for me..."

"Let's go, Li Qian, my brothers will cover you!"

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According to the memory in his mind, Li Qian rode his bicycle back to his home soon.

This is a community called Shengshi Garden, and Li Qian has lived here since the time he can remember.

When he came downstairs to his house, he locked his bicycle. He didn't go upstairs in a hurry, so he looked up first.

The melodious sound of the piano is like spring water, flowing out from the open window... Well, if it was the original Li Qian, of course he wouldn't understand what it was playing, but coincidentally, the current Li Qian knows ——"The Girl with the Flaxen Hair", Debussy's classic work.

And it's actually not one note worse than the "Girl with Flaxen Hair" that Li Qian knew.

Li Qian subconsciously reached out to take out the cigarette, thought for a while, and then stuffed it back—this is in his own community, and everyone looks up and down is acquaintances, if he sees himself smoking and turns around and tells his parents, is that okay?

The roar of the engine came from far to near, and the manhole cover clanged and rattled again, and the car had already turned around... Li Qian withdrew his gaze and looked back, it turned out to be a red convertible trot, but when he saw the car clearly The two extremely simple and powerful traditional characters were marked, and the wind was messed up in an instant...

Great Wall!

Hey, Chairman Wei Jianjun, do you know that there are sports cars on the Great Wall here? So it's not enough to still hold the mixed sales of H6? How did you say you messed up!

With a creak, the car stopped in front of Li Qian.

It wasn't until this moment that Li Qian's gaze was finally pulled out from the words "Great Wall" with difficulty, and he took advantage of the situation to glance up.

A very beautiful face.

She got out of the car, closed the door, and flicked her long black and straight hair...

This head has to be close to 1.7 meters even if you take off the high heels.

Well, the eyes are a little cold.

After only glancing at her, Li Qian quickly withdrew his gaze.

In his memory, he seemed a little afraid of this woman.

It probably started when Li Qian tricked his sister into kissing with candies when she was a child, but was beaten up by her, the older sister. It has almost become a shadow in Li Qian's heart, so much so that even the current Li Qian is affected, the first reaction when meeting her is to avoid her.

The hood was raised slowly, the woman came over, stopped not far from Li Qian, listened to the sound of the piano, looked up to the third floor, and then glanced at Li Qian, coldly.

"Sister Jingxue, hello."

If it was the former Li Qian, he would probably pretend not to see and hide as far away as possible, but now, Li Qian took the initiative to say hello.

Wang Jingxue nodded, without saying a word, brushed past Li Qian, and walked upstairs.

The waist curve is so handsome that it makes people look straight.

Li Qian showed a helpless wry smile.

After she went up for a while, Li Qian looked back at the word "Great Wall" in the oval car logo, muttered something, and then turned and went upstairs.

Li Qian's home is also on the third floor, opposite to Wang Jingxue and Wang Jinglu's.

When he came upstairs, the sound of the piano at the opposite door had stopped. Li Qian took out the key to open the door, and first smelled a choking smell of smoke. Looking inside, he saw Li Shuwen in the study. Cigarette in one hand and writing in the other.

Li Qian subconsciously said, "Hey, Dad, are you inspired again?"

In the mist, Li Shuwen turned his head and glanced at his son, "Ah, I couldn't sleep last night and thought of the tree in the yard of my hometown. No, I'm writing, and I'll finish it in a while."

Li Qian closed the door, changed his slippers, walked over, looked up at the roof of the small study, and said, "Dad, has my mother gone shopping? I'll be back in a while?"

Hearing this, Li Shuwen was a little strange. He glanced back at his son in his busy schedule, and then followed his gaze to the roof. He immediately came back to his senses, and while wringing out the cigarette butt, he quickly stood up and opened the window, "Oh , forget about it!"

Li Qian smiled, closed the door and exited without saying anything.

Although it should be awkward to think about calling a stranger Dad, but it seems to be affected by the memory in his mind. When he called Dad, he really didn't feel any embarrassment.

After taking a shower, Li Qian sat in the living room, and after turning on the TV, he sat on the sofa and began to lose his mind.

This strange yet familiar world made him a little dazed.

Sophomore in high school, 17 years old, mother is an accountant, father is a Chinese teacher, and published a novel when he was young, of course, it didn't sell much, oh, yes, there is a starlet living opposite, but it happens My relationship with myself is negative...

Hey, wait a minute!

Li Qian's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and ran to his bedroom, and soon found a box of two-disc CDs from the small bookshelf beside the bed—this was a gift from Wang Jinglu—a It is a CD with ten songs recorded, and the other is the MV of two of the title songs.

Wuxingwusu, a beauty group composed of five girls, made their debut last year and released their first album, which is said to have sold 200,000 to 300,000 copies. It is currently a well-known singing group in China.

Wang Jingxue is one of them.

There was no one else in the house, so when Li Qian passed by, he closed the door of the small study, walked to the TV, turned on the VCD player below, and put the MV disc in it.

He turned on the TV, and soon, the VCD began to play automatically, and the singing and dancing came rushing forward!

Such long and white legs!

Let’s not talk about the song, this posture of selling legs is almost like a Korean group called Thigh Times in another world.

Li Qian put on his earphones, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the chair.

There are two songs, one is "Love on the High Seas" and the other is "Lu Bu Diaochan".

After listening to the first song "Love on the High Seas", Li Qian pursed his lips and frowned slightly.

In Li Qian's previous life, his father was a drama actor, and his mother was a music teacher in a high school, so he was born into an art family. He was influenced by this since he was a child, and he spent his whole life thinking about it when he grew up. eat. I started to form a band in high school. I didn’t find a job after graduating from college. I was busy going to bars all day long, and I also took on odd jobs such as arranging music and soundtracks for TV dramas, and occasionally sang demos for people. Suddenly.

Then, by chance, he started to work as an extra, and then he went through step by step, including scene recorder, drama manager, screenwriter, camera assistant, director assistant, assistant director, stand-in, and supporting role. He spent two or three years working hard, In the film and television industry, it can be regarded as a preliminary place to plug in. Of course, it's better than before, it's just a full stomach, and it's impossible to even think about getting rich. He is in his thirties, and he is still single, not for anything else, just because he has no money to make trouble.

But even if he changed his career and went to the film and television industry, his attention and love for music has not been left behind. Just before he participated in the filming of the martial arts drama, he had just written a new song and was about to cast it. .

So, don’t think that he wasn’t even a professional singer in his last life, but after all, he has loved and paid attention to him for many years, and even wrote a lot of songs himself, and sold several of them. He still has the basic ability to judge music.

And in his judgment on pop music, this song is... average.

Then, there is "Lu Bu Diao Chan".

It seems... not as good as the first one.

You know, the one that can be made into an MV must be the title song!

If the title song is like this, it is conceivable that the quality of the whole album is really not optimistic.

The two MVs were played soon, and the screen went black.

Li Qian subconsciously grasped his chin with his hand and slowly whirled - this was one of his habitual movements in his previous life, and every time he made this movement, he must be thinking about some important issues.

But now, the question is: if this level can achieve sales of 200,000 to 300,000 copies, it means that the overall strength of the music scene in this time and space is not too strong!

Thinking of this, Li Qian felt that his thoughts seemed to have opened up all of a sudden, and the bewilderment in his heart after time travel seemed to be gradually dissipating.

And in my heart, a light began to light up.

Now he only needs to confirm one thing: that is, how much is the same and how different is the music, film and television in this time and space from the familiar time and space he has experienced before!