Chapter 6 The Wind Rises and the End of the Green Ping
At 6 o'clock in the morning, He Bangwei opened his eyes and woke up.
At this time, Ye Chuan and Li Yunsheng were still asleep.
Just about to get up, he found a black lump of meat next to the pillow, which was Li Yun's black cat pet named "Old Five". I don't know why I ran here and fell asleep.
Lao Wu yawned, squinted at He Bangwei and continued to be there.
He Bangwei was in a better mood, and whispered to the black cat: "I see how charming the black cat is, and I expect the black cat to be like this when he sees me." ”
This is after a night, he has finished fusing the remaining memories of his body, although it is a little mutilated, but he is already quite familiar with this world, and even the ancient poems of Huaxia can be used.
He Bangwei got up and got out of bed, and walked to the wardrobe, the previous clothes had been worn for two days, and he wanted to change into a clean one. When I opened the wardrobe, I found that there was a guitar in addition to the clothes, and I picked it out, and found that there were more sportswear, so I took a white one and put it on.
He was ready to go down to the playground for a run. The strength of this body is not very satisfactory to him, and now he has to start working out by running.
Brushing his teeth first, washing, and fusing his memories, he did everything a normal person should do.
Carefully open the door and walk out of the dormitory, there is no one in the corridor quietly, there are no new students in the dormitory building here, and they are generally still asleep at six o'clock.
Straight from the dormitory building to the school playground, the fresh air in the morning, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus along the way make people feel good.
Huizhou University has several campuses in Luzhou, and the campus where He Bangwei is located is the Qiyuan Campus, which is also known as the new campus by students, and it has been 7 years since it was opened in 03.
There are many more people in the school playground than in the dormitory, and there are many sports students who come to exercise.
He Bangwei warmed up a little, moved his muscles and bones, and ran along the track of the playground.
The playground track of Huida University is a standard 400-meter runway, which can run for a wide range of people, some with headphones, some to greet their peers, and some to practice their own special projects.
As a former powerhouse in the plane, He Bangwei has his own set of ways to strengthen his body, but the rules of this world suppress extraordinary power, so he can only start with the most basic running practice, lay a good foundation first, and then use other ways to improve.
He Bangwei's running speed is not very fast, but if you look closely, you will be surprised to find that when he first started running, he breathed and breathed faster, basically one step at a time, and then after running less than one lap, his breathing rate dropped, it was two steps and one breath, and the time of one lap was about one and a half minutes.
After running for nearly 3 laps, He Bangwei's breathing remained in the rhythm of four steps and one inhalation, and the breathing was continuous and continuous, and the whole person ran with a peculiar rhythm.
The more he ran, the more stable his breathing became, and He Bangwei felt that everything around him was reflected in his heart: the people behind him were tired of running, and their pace was chaotic; The one next to him is running with the forefoot on the ground, this is a sprint practice; This in front, this in front, and this in front of me always stand in my way!
He Bangwei ran two steps quickly, overtook the person who was blocking him in front of him, and began to observe the surroundings again: Eh, eh, why did this person run over to block me again, cut in line, this is.
Ran a few steps forward, looked at the person in front of him, it was a girl, he frowned and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?" ”
This girl is a black and white striped T-shirt, khaki shorts, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, fair complexion, eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the corners of her mouth are slightly curved, it is Liu Jiatong, the younger sister who asked He Bangweilu yesterday.
Liu Jiatong couldn't remember his tone at all when he heard He Bangwei, his heart felt as if he had been scratched, there was no smile in his eyes, and he pouted unhappily: "I'm willing." ”
He Bangwei didn't want to entangle, so he instantly sped up and ran forward, throwing her away.
Liu Jiatong is a girl after all, she just ran two laps, looking at his speed and waiting for military training, she stopped making trouble and was ready to go back to change into military training uniforms, and began the difficult military training that freshmen have to experience every year.
After running for about half an hour, He Bangwei had a layer of fine sweat on his body, but his breathing was still very steady. Look around, the freshmen of military training have come out, and the playground is very lively.
After watching with interest the instructor organize a line, He Bangwei walked to the Songyuan cafeteria and prepared to eat the first breakfast on earth.
In the military training team, a girl's eyes looked at his back as he left the playground and snorted softly.
had a breakfast in the cafeteria, although it was not as good as expected, He Bangwei was quite willing, just wondering when he could taste the food introduced in the food program.
When she opened the door and entered the dormitory, Li Yunsheng looked over from the bed with sleepy eyes: "Brother Vig, what time is it, why did you go so early." ”
"I ran for a while and had a meal."
"Ahh I didn't bring breakfast back after eating! Li Yunsheng immediately denounced.
"Uh...... Next time with you. ”
He Bangwei himself didn't realize that after fusing his memories, his attitude towards his surroundings eased a lot. When a person has the memories of another person, is he just him? There is no answer to this question, and the study of consciousness and spirit is a difficult subject in any world, and it is unclear what will happen to him after fusion.
Li Yunsheng fell asleep again in a daze, and for a while, He Bangwei was a little hesitant to do something.
"Buzz."
The phone on the table vibrated down. Sitting at the desk, he turned on the computer first, then reached out to open the phone and found that it was a text message.
It was sent by my sister who went to school in Yanjing.
"Brother, I got to school smoothly, I know how to train in the military, the instructor is a little fierce!"
"It's been a night at school." He Bangwei replied.
"Hey, I'm new to school and have a lot of things, I'm the one ∩∩who cares about my dear brother the most."
He Bangwei put down the phone, hesitated twice, and replied: "I know, let's do military training." ”
I remember that this sister was two years younger than him, and her mother had a difficult birth when she gave birth to her, and in the end only saved the child. The father was depressed and named her "Wanxi", a homonym for his wife, and hoped that the child would grow up to be as graceful and graceful as his mother. Brother and sister grew up together, and the relationship is close and harmonious.
sighed, at this time, He Bangwei, who had fused his memory, felt a little pity, but he had already replaced his original brother.
Be kind to his family in the future, he decided in his heart.
The computer turned on, and He Bangwei first searched for a map of the starry sky of the universe, set it as a wallpaper, and then calculated it again.
When you come to this world, it is impossible to go back with your current ability, but will this world's top scientific research involve the theory of space transformation? Holding scientists hostage by force? This choice is not very reliable, not to mention the problem of their own force, I am afraid that space conversion is not something that can be done by one person.
You can only continue if you have the resources and have the ability to reach them.
The resources of this world are two things, power and money. Well, the food in this world is not bad.
How to get it.
He Bangwei was completely conquered by food, and he thought of food at this time.
Ye Chuan suddenly sleepwalked down from the top bunk, passed by the desk, used his toes to accurately click the boot button of the computer host, and then went to wash.
After washing, I came out and saw He Bangwei, and was surprised: "When did you get up?" ”
He Bangwei said coldly: "Get up early, didn't you pass by my side just now......"
"Oh, I didn't pay attention, I just turned on the computer." Ye Chuan said yes.
He Bangwei knew how obsessed the dormitory boss was with computers. He was interrupted from his train of thought, and suddenly remembered Li Yunsheng's reminder yesterday, promised others to play on the guitar, stretched his waist, walked to the cabinet, and took out the guitar. He is now quite interested in learning about and trying all kinds of things in this world.
Looking at the guitar, it had six strings, a concave waist, a sound hole in the middle, and a blue sling on the back, it was a folk guitar, but it was somewhat similar to the eight-stringed instrument he used as a troubadour in his own plane.
I rubbed my fingers, and there were calluses left over from practicing guitar.
He Bangwei sat on a stool, put the most recessed part of the case on his right leg, put the thumb of his left hand on the back of the neck, put his four fingers on the board, and his right hand drooped down and crossed with the strings, recalling the memory of practicing the guitar.
Feeling clear, He Bangwei gently hooked the strings with his fingers, the guitar sounded slightly, tried each string, and found that the skills of plucking the instrument were relatively similar.
According to the guitar solo in his memory, before he could evaluate himself, Li Yunsheng suddenly stood up from the bed and shouted, "Vigo!" Your guitar skills have regressed! ”
Ye Chuan, who was already sitting on the computer, also agreed: "It's not as good as before." ”
He Bangweimo rubbed his fingers and said with peace of mind: "If I don't play for a while, my hands are a little raw." ”
"Brother, you just arrived at school two days ago and didn't play back, brother, you are my brother, you can't drop the chain, I have played it with my schoolmate, and we have a guitar master in the dormitory." Li Yunsheng climbed off the bed, wearing only pants, hooked He Bangwei's shoulder, and wanted to stick to He Bangwei and beg.
"Go aside, it's all your interference." He Bangwei has learned to forcibly shake the pot, but he really plans to practice the guitar well, which can be regarded as fulfilling the little wish of going on stage in his memory.
Moving the stool to the balcony, the light was just not strong, and He Bangwei fumbled around the window to practice the guitar, trying to regain the feeling in his memory.
The memory is fine, it's just that the fingers are not very coordinated.
Li Yunsheng sat there with a bitter face, watching He Bangwei play the guitar, chatting with his mobile phone, and chattering from time to time: "This guitar also has a crazy one, and the raw one will be wasted." ”
He Bangwei ignored him, played the guitar for a while, stopped and thought for a while, and gradually tried various techniques, pressing the strings, hooking the strings, strumming the strings, extracting the sound, cutting the tone......
The fingers are getting more and more in line with the memory, and the sound of the guitar playing is no longer as out of tune as before.
He Bangwei groped for two or three hours, Ye Chuan was still "da-da-da" in the game world, and Li Yunsheng had already gone out.
The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and He Bangwei, who was immersed in guitar playing, ignored it. Ye Chuan turned his head and saw that it was Wang Zirui and Ke Haihua from dormitory 1306 next door.
Wang Zirui was in the dormitory next door, and he was also the class president of one of their classes.
He took an A4 blank piece of paper, and said to Ye Chuan as soon as he entered the door: "Chuanzi, update the contact information of your bedroom, and hand it over to me." Ye Chuan nodded yes and asked about other things.
Ke Haihua came in with Wang Zirui, took a look at Ye Chuan's computer, walked to He Bangwei's side, and said with a faint smile: "I heard that there is a show on the eleventh, He Bangwei, you still want to go on stage at your level?" ”
His voice was not loud, but it was enough for He Bangwei beside him to hear it.
He Bangwei didn't speak, played the last bass, and turned around and said, "Who are you?" ”