It was a delicate, clean, sven face.

is not as amazing as Lin Zichen in his previous life, just like an ordinary boy next door, the kind that will walk in the mottled light and shadow of midsummer and look back and smile. This kind of cleanliness and beauty is the face he dreamed of having in his previous life, and there is no problem of being noisy because of his beautiful appearance, which can make the audience under the stage better focus on his performance itself.

"Such a perfect face...... he whispered, looking at himself in the reflection of the glass, "this life should be cherished." ”

In this life, he was born in an ordinary family, and his father was the head of a small Peking Opera troupe before his death, and he died when he was five years old. His mother was a supermarket cashier, and she raised him with hard work. He studied in the city's key middle school "No. 3 Middle School", with average grades in No. 3 Middle School, and formed a rock band with his classmates, that is, the Longyin Band, and he served as the lead singer.

This is the resume of "Lin Qian" so far in this life.

He will write his future resume well.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and Lin Qian got out of the car and walked in.

According to the location sent to him by Yu Sachuan, he found their ward, and as soon as he pushed the door open, these people were really eating barbecue.

Because these people were brought in together for treatment, the hospital opened a special large ward for them, so they were not worried about affecting the rest of other patients. At this time, Lin Qian walked in, and none of these conscientious friends paid attention to him, and they were all excitedly grabbing the barbecue - "Mine, mine, that is mine!"

"Don't take that big lamb kidney, you've already eaten one!"

"What's wrong with me eating another one?!"

"That's for Xiao Qian!"

"Come on, you just said that you were going to leave him lamb skewers, didn't it all go into your own stomach?"

"Then you haven't eaten his grilled chicken thighs!"

"I'm helping him taste if it's good or not......"

Such a shameless conversation made Lin Qian unable to listen to it anymore, and he coughed heavily.

Only then did the noisy friends in the ward notice his arrival, and said one by one: "Xiaoqian, are you here? Have you eaten, we specially left you a barbecue, a good big lamb kidney......

Lin Qian saw that the eyes of several of them staring at the sheep's waist were green, and he didn't bother to grab them, so he directly threw the runner-up trophy in his hand: "Spoils." ”

"Wow! Xiao Qian is amazing!"

"Amazing, remarkable. ”

They were amazed, and they didn't care about the sheep's kidneys, and they all went to look at the trophies.

Although they have all heard Yu Sachuan relay the results of the competition, it is still different to see the shiny trophies with their own eyes, and they are very excited, selfie selfie, group photo.

Lin Qian didn't join in the excitement, but found a chair next to the hospital bed and sat down, and poured himself a glass of water to drink.

I accidentally looked up and saw the TV on the wall playing the news—

Lin Zichen, a close disciple of Peking Opera celebrity Shen Chunhong and a senior adviser to the National Peking Opera Association, died in a car accident at about 8 o'clock this evening. Lin Zichen's junior brother, popular pop music singer Shen Muxing, urgently held a press conference at about 11 o'clock tonight to express deep condolences for the death of his senior brother......"

What was said on TV, Lin Qian didn't hear it clearly.

He just looked at the TV and thought with a wry smile that the news media was moving fast, and he had only been "dead" for a few hours, and the whole world knew about it.