Lin Qian lowered his head, looked at the neatly bound copy of Peking Opera in his hand, and said, "Don't sing rock 'n' roll." ”

"Don't sing anymore?!" Yu Sachuan fussed.

"Well, don't sing anymore. Lin Qian said, "In the future, I plan to change to singing Peking Opera." ”

"Changing to Peking Opera, so old-fashioned?" Yu Sachuan thought he was joking, "Xiao Qian, I didn't say you, you shouldn't have been poisoned by your old man......'s thoughts, right?"

"I know that he committed suicide because no one listened to the play and couldn't pay the rent of the theater troupe. Lin Qian's mind came up with the memory of the original owner of the body, the father of the original owner of the body was the head of a small theater troupe, and committed suicide when the original owner of the body was five years old. He said, "I didn't understand my dad before, but this time I came to the capital and participated in the funeral of a Peking Opera person, and it seemed that many things were thought of at once." After all, I am his son, and I sing to learn more about my dead father...... His spiritual world. ”

"Gotcha, you're crazy," Yu Sachuan said unreasonable, the two grew up together, and he knew very well how much Lin Qian's mother was disgusted with singing, "You are belated and rebellious, and the period of rebellion has finally arrived." I don't think you've changed since the last time you were beaten up outside the LIVE HOUSE. ”

"People always change, especially after a big event. Lin Qian had already thought of his rhetoric, half-truths and half-truths, calmly, "I was almost beaten to death that time, of course, it was different from before." ”

"Come on, I was almost beaten to death that time when I was protecting you. Yu Sachuan laughed, didn't delve into this matter further, only said, "Then be careful yourself, go to college and sing hard, and wait for your buddies to come to see you, then that's it, hang up first!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Lin Qian put down his mobile phone and raised his head in the drizzle, yes, he will "change" to singing Peking Opera in the future.

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After dealing with the affairs in the capital, Lin Qian returned to his home in Liuzhen with a copy of his notebook from his previous life.

The admission letter of Jiangcheng University came a long time ago, Lin Qian packed his luggage, dragged a big suitcase and got on the train, and went to report to Jiangcheng University.

Jiangcheng University is located in Jiangcheng, the capital of Y Province, and is a well-known 211 university, and its business, medicine, computer science and other majors are among the best in the province and even the country.

On the day of registration, there were a lot of people all the way from the school gate to the teaching building, and the surging crowd squeezed Lin Qian to the ground, and he gradually became a little out of breath. Lin Qian's family conditions are not good, his father died early, and he relies on his mother to work in a supermarket to support him. Although Lin Qian sometimes helps with odd jobs to earn some part-time money, it is a little worse than ordinary well-off families. So this time, Lin Qian came to the school to report to take either a high-speed train or a bullet train, or an ordinary green car, and after sitting for more than ten hours, people were already exhausted.

In addition, he didn't eat much on the road, and suddenly, his eyes went black and he fainted.

When I woke up again, I had a splitting headache.

He looked around with a headache and found himself in a small room, his nose filled with the smell of disinfectant water.

Covered with a thin quilt, under him was a simple iron bed, and against the wall was a row of glass cabinets filled with various medicines, medical alcohol, disinfectant cotton, stethoscopes and tweezers.