Eis Roman Conservatory, Composition Class.

More than 30 students in the audience quietly looked at the old man on the stage.

"I heard that this Professor Benny is over 70 years old, and he is the only professor in our composition department!"

As the only professor in the composition department of the college, he would not have been here if it weren't for the special student among this year's graduates.

After thinking about it, he said to the following students: "As original musicians, you should write down a moment of inspiration when you have it, and then express it to the audience through music." ”

"Good creators will inject their own emotions into their music, put the feelings they want to express into the music and bring them to others, in other words, you are naked to the audience, and you have no privacy in front of people who know how to appreciate your music. ”

"Where am I?"

Wang Ziwen was shocked, he clearly remembered that he was taking a nap in the hospital bed, why did he appear in this place?

Wang Ziwen looked to the side, and unfamiliar faces came into view.

Is that black?

Those few blondes are white?

looked at the old man standing on the stage, his mouth open and closed there, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Wang Ziwen felt very panicked now, remembering that he was obviously in the hospital, how could he be here, what was the old man on the stage talking about?

Suddenly, he saw that the old man suddenly looked over, and realized the gaze staring at him, which made Wang Ziwen even more nervous.

Didn't Brother Yang say that a lifetime would pass as soon as his eyes were closed, how could he be surrounded by foreigners as soon as he opened his eyes...

Professor Benny is angry now, this student knows that as his student, the head of the musical instrument department of the college has said several times in front of him that the talent for musical instruments is better than his student, but he doesn't know why this student has not posted a single piece in the four years since he majored in composition.

I used to think that this student was as young and frivolous as his younger self, and he was already a blockbuster if he wanted not to make a sound, but now he found that it didn't seem to be what he thought.

As of this morning, the graduation project has ended, and this student is left unhanded.

Since its opening, there has been no failure to complete the school, could it be that it appeared in the last year of his teaching?

Not to mention Professor Benny's mental activity at the moment, after five minutes of thinking, Wang Ziwen has now determined one thing...

He crossed because he felt his feet move.

Looking at the old man on the stage who didn't know what to say, and the colorful classmates next to him, he didn't know anything except that he didn't know English.

"Jingle Bell ......"

"After class" Benny, who was in his seventies, went out after saying it resolutely, without any nostalgia at all.

Looking at the old man who walked out of the door of the classroom, it was a white old man, although he was very old, but his body seemed to be very good, looking at everything around him, Wang Ziwen was sure that this was a classroom.

Crossed?

"Who am I?"

"Where is this?"

？？

"Ula Ula?"

Wang Ziwen looked at the "Ula Ula," the little black fat man who didn't know what to say, with a confused expression?

He made a decision...

Stunned.

Wang Ziwen, who was lying on the table, knew that he had really crossed over, but he didn't know anything else, and he didn't know anything about his predecessor except that he was also a Chinese man

Listening to the little black fat man next to him still calling him "Ula Ula", he just wants to go back now.

He didn't know English, he had no memory, and he couldn't think of a better way to survive the crisis in front of him than to pretend to be dizzy.

The little black fat man looked at Wang Ziwen, who was sleeping on the table after class, and an indescribable expression appeared on his face that could only see the general outline because it was too dark.

Seeing that the classmates next to him left the classroom, he hurriedly came over and pulled Wang Ziwen, who was still pretending to be dizzy, and fainted directly when he pulled him and was too excited in his heart.

"It hurts, I can't tell you what it feels."

Just three words...

"The pain of real TM......

Looking at Wang Ziwen's hideous face because of the excessive pain, his teeth were tightened, "While panting for breath, he was humming words that even his compatriots couldn't understand." ”

Baolan looked at Wang Ziwen with a worried face and said, "Hi Wang, I don't understand what you're saying, I'll teach me Huaguo Niu B from you, and nothing else." ”

......

The Eastman School of Music's main campus is on Gibbs Avenue, located on the East End of downtown Rochester, in the cultural heart of the city of Rochester.

It's hot in New York in June, and students like to stay on campus when they're not in class, blowing the cold breeze from Lake Ontario in the south, although it has nothing to do with Wang Ziwen.

However, for Baolan, who was carrying Wang Ziwen on his back, it was good to blow the wind to reduce the impact of the heat, and everyone knew that fat people hate hot weather the most.

Time flies quickly, but it is really slow for the little black fat man who has taken care of Wang Ziwen in the hospital for three days!

Smelling the pungent smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, Wang Ziwen, who was lying on the bed in the New York hospital, looked at the ceiling speechlessly.

The egg hurts!

I thought that I could live a life of sleeping until I woke up naturally, counting the money and counting the cramps in my hands, but it turned out to be just a dream!

God is really not powerful, in this life, he became a CEO and married Bai Fumei, and he woke up before he dreamed of it.

"Wait?"

Wang Ziwen, who was daydreaming, suddenly felt that something was wrong, this didn't seem to be his own ward?

Just now he was just looking at the ceiling, his hospital room was not so high-end.

And what the hell is that news on TV, and what the hell is this Chinese beauty who can't see her face?

All you can see is Chinese comedy superstar Brian Smith with white teeth and a black suit, teaming up with Chinese kung fu superstar Bruce Lee to shoot My Chinese Dream?

"Mr. Bryan, would it be stressful for you to work with kung fu superstar Bruce Lee on your first action movie as a comedian? ”

It feels a little salty when you lick it with your tongue...

It's not a dream!

Wang Ziwen was suddenly excited, and tears welled up in his eyes.

What Wang Ziwen wants most at this time is a mobile phone, a computer, and a look at the history of the world.

Then start a business, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and set a small goal when the time comes, such as surpassing Lao Wang first.

Count the money until your hands cramp, and sleep until you wake up naturally, will the goal of being an otaku be far away?

Don't ask why you are so confident, this is as it should be, it is not for nothing that the end book network and penguins read tens of thousands of novels in the previous life.

"Unknown Xiao Wenwen, first set a small goal to earn him 10 billion Wang Ziwen, I am not interested in money Lao Wang. ”

Can't get excited!

You can't say these things now, and it wouldn't be nice if people heard about changing hospitals!

"Click," he looked over when he heard the door open, and someone in his plan showed up and should pretend to be asleep first.

The Dafa of falling asleep in three seconds......

Hearing the footsteps, he didn't know what to do now, whether to pretend to be awake, how to say anything when he woke up, staring wide-eyed......

Cold sweat suddenly flowed down his head.

What to do...?

.........

............

...............

It seems to have stopped...

"Hey, dear, do you want to drink water, Mom just got off work and rushed over, are you happy in the hospital today?" After saying that, he saw that Paul had been staring at the Chinese man from the Eisromancer Conservatory next door.

Finished... (This is a mental activity from the future Lao Wang)

"What's the matter, little Paul is worried about that big brother, the nurse sister said that the big brother is fine, but he just fell asleep, and he woke up in the next few days. ”

Dead......

"Mom, that brother just woke up, was looking at the ceiling for a long time, and then after watching TV for a while, he burst into tears, and he was still saliva, and he said some words, and he was still laughing there, and then my mother came in, and my brother fell asleep again. ”

The stain of my old king's life......

Do you want to extinguish your mouth?

Kill one and get one free for the sake of a lifetime of fame, Wang Ziwen is very entangled now, kill it and you will definitely go to jail, if you don't kill it, you will not be able to wash away this stain in your life.

The woman listened to little Paul's words and looked surprised, this international student from China had woken up, but why did he fall asleep again?

After thinking about it, he smiled at little Paul: "Did little Paul hear what his brother said?" ”

Decided, killed, for the sake of a lifetime of fame.

"No, Paul doesn't understand. ”

OK... There is no need to take risks to kill one and get one free, Xiao Wang, who is not yet the old king, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes yes yes Deng Deng Deng Magnetic Magnet," suddenly a bell rang in Wang Ziwen's ears.

What should I do?

Wang Ziwen was very sure that the phone was his, because the phone was in his ear.

"Sir," said the lady next to him just as his eyes opened.

Looking at the woman in front of him who is about 30 years old and has long hair like a waterfall, a standard melon seed face, a height of about 1.7 meters, and looks very dignified in a black professional uniform.

Wang Ziwen swore that this was the first time he had close contact with such a beautiful foreigner.

"Sir, you're awake, your phone is ringing. ”

Wang Ziwen is very entangled now, I don't know if there is a password, I don't know if the mobile phone in this world is the same as the previous world?

What if it's different and I don't know how to answer the phone......

Why crossed without damn memories ...

It's not the same as in the book!