Lin Shihao looks young, but his psychological age is nearly thirty years old, and from the moment he came, the youthful vigor on his body was gone, followed by the calmness of a thirty-year-old man.

Before coming to this world, he had changed many jobs, and his social experience made him not a teenager for a long time.

The night was very quiet, Lin Dakuan went out of the house after dinner, and he was anxious to investigate his youngest son.

This night is no different from the past, no one knows, this world has an extra man who crossed over in 2017.

And after this night, this man will definitely do many things that make people feel incredible.

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Early in the morning, Lin Shihao was woken up by Bai Li's knock on the door, although it was a weekend, the school did not let go of this group of senior high school students, seeing that the college entrance examination was coming in June, it was necessary to sharpen the gun.

Lin Shihao was stunned early in the morning, yes, he is still a ...... Child, but...... Lin Shihao didn't know which school he attended.

He didn't know who his classmates were, what the teachers looked like, and he didn't even know where the school gate would open.

Including his current home, it is all strange to Lin Shihao.

Walking downstairs in a daze, her mother Bai Li had already placed breakfast on the dining table, steaming rice porridge, two seemingly delicious side dishes, and white steamed buns.

Lin Shihao, who had no appetite, suddenly had some appetite after seeing it.

Sister Lin Zi also got up, and sat at the dining table one step ahead of Lin Shihao, playing with her mobile phone listlessly.

In 2002, the "high-tech" of pagers was no longer common, mobile phones were becoming more and more well-known, and the mobile phone in Lin Zi's hand was not even a color screen mobile phone, and Lin Shihao had no way to explain to her how urinating the mobile phone would be ten years later.

Lin Zi also has a ...... next to him Walkman, this is already an old antique in Lin Shihao's opinion.

MP3 should come out, the family is so rich, why not buy one?

Lin Shihao didn't think much about it, nor did he ask too much, but listened carefully to the songs coming out of the walkman.

What Golin Shihao didn't know, he hadn't heard, but the sound ...... How is it so familiar?

"Does that sound good?" asked Lin Zi.

"General. Lin Shihao replied lightly, then sat on the chair and planned to eat, and thought about how to learn about his school from his family.

After Lin Zi heard this, she was about to hit Lin Shihao, "You said that your sister's song is not good?"

"Huh?" Lin Shihao couldn't bite his tongue, this song is...... No wonder my sister sang it?

"I mean...... The sound is great, but the song is not good. Lin Shihao explained.

"You say my song is not good? Your sister and I begged a circle of people and spent 10,000 yuan to find someone to write it! Forget it, why are you talking to you so much, you don't have any musical cells. Lin Zi changed very quickly from anger at the beginning to calm down.

10,000 yuan? Lin Shihao looked at his stupid sister stupidly, thinking about the few dollars in his pocket, he was very angry.

"You are such a loser, you tell me if you lack a song, your own family, I will sell you a song for 8,000! ”

"Hurry up and eat, and go to school after eating. Lin Zi didn't even look at Lin Shihao, let alone believe his words.

Lin Shihao is very depressed, this rich second generation is very aggrieved! This pocket money is too little, and he can't do anything! When buying a box of cigarettes, you have to think about it, who is the rich second generation like this?

I knew I was so poor, so I asked my father for pocket money yesterday.

Lin Shihao couldn't understand why Lin Shize was not short of money to spend, Lin Zi was not short of money, but he had no money?

However, Lin Zi gave him inspiration, it turns out that selling songs is so valuable, anyway, he has a lot of songs, isn't he the one who sells one hundred and eighty hands...... Lin Tuhao!

"Sister, are you a singer?" Lin Shihao asked cautiously.

"Are you pretending to be stupid with me? I even have an album, and you say I'm not a singer. ”

"You don't know my songs, you introduce me to two singers, I will write songs for them, sell them with tears, buy four and get one free. ”

Lin Zi glanced at Lin Shihao, she really wanted to tell her younger brother that writing songs is not child's play, if you don't write it, someone will buy it, and if you don't write it, it means that you are powerful.

"Let's go, sister will send you to school. Lin Zi ignored Lin Shihao, who had just eaten, grabbed him by the collar and was about to go out.

The two of them left in a hurry, and walked out of the door after saying hello to Bai Li.

Lin Zi has a car, the car is not bad, BMW! Lin Shihao wants to cry, they are all born by a father, why is the gap so big?

got into the car, Lin Shihao was still depressed.

Lin Zi's car drove very steadily, and he left the community in the blink of an eye.

"Don't blame our dad, Lin Shize doesn't have a mother, although our mother is very good to him, but after all, he is not biological, and there is nothing wrong with our dad being ashamed, so he is partial to Lin Shize and his reason, don't resent our dad, he is very mean to you for your own good, sister knows that you are not a person who spends money indiscriminately, and you must be short of money in a hurry to write songs and sell money......, right? Can you stop stinky when I talk to you?" Lin Zi said a lot of bitter words, but Lin Shihao was actually looking in the mirror, and Lin Zi was almost angry.

Lin Shihao was very helpless, he just wanted to remember the way home through the magic mirror, otherwise Lin Zi sent him to school and left, what should he do when he got out of school? He had to go home! He had to remember the way home!

When Lin Shihao saw Lin Zi take out a stack of 100 yuan bills, he was ecstatic, and finally had the feeling of being a rich second generation.

"That...... As a man, I won't take this money for nothing, I'll write you a song when I go back, and promise to make your sister famous and known to the world. Lin Shihao took the money from Lin Zi's hand.

He is really short of money now, he only has a few dollars in his pocket, he has to eat at noon, he has to take the car home, and he has to buy some materials to understand this society......

Lin Shihao is still in urgent need of a computer of his own, and Lin Shihao has a headache when he thinks about it.

"You, just don't let people bully. Lin Zi said.

Lin Shihao was angry when he heard this, but what Lin Shihao cared about now was not about this matter, but in which class he was in class?

How should he ask Lin Zi?

Guess what class I'm in? That's mentally retarded to ask.

But...... So how do you ask?

"When you see Dong Heng, stay away from him, this kind of gangster is annoying, don't provoke this kind of person, Dad will solve this matter." Lin Zi looked at the road ahead and continued.

"Teacher Gao Song is not bad, you have to be more obedient, he has brought out a lot of good students!"

"My homeroom teacher?" Lin Shihao asked in a low voice.

"Is it my homeroom teacher?"

Lin Shihao finally smiled, damn, it's good to know who the head teacher is, and you will know which class you are a student when you ask.

It's not easy!