At noon, the sunlight shone through the half-open window, shining into the empty bedroom, and also shining on Qian Hao, who was in a daze.

For more than ten minutes, he sat in front of the computer with a complicated expression on his face, suddenly dazed, suddenly shocked, and suddenly ecstatic, like a chameleon.

Suddenly, he leaned forward, clutched the table with both hands like eagle talons, took a deep breath, endured his excitement, and said, "Twenty years, you are finally here!"

As a reborn person, Qian Hao has always been ashamed and feels that he has insulted the profession. He came to this world when he was a child, and now twenty years later, he still hasn't achieved anything. This is a parallel world, he has the backing of the entire earth civilization, and he is still famous in the village, and his wealth is not more than 10,000, which is really sad and lamentable.

In fact, he began to have the name of a prodigy, after all, when he first came to this world, his memories of his past life were not completely blurred, and he was very knowledgeable in his previous life. But soon, as he grew up, his memories dissipated, and although he still had the name of a genius, he was only better at learning.

As for now, he is even more unusual, and there is nothing extraordinary about him.

Every time he thinks of this, he is not only ashamed but wronged. Others, as ambassadors of the earth's culture, either have excellent memories and nonsensically remember the crystallization of thousands of years of culture; Either have a system, become famous in childhood in minutes, and be a teenager. But as for him, there was nothing but more and more blurred memories.

Sometimes he wondered if it was God's hand that shook his finger and made it look away. This made him work hard for 20 years, and with his own efforts, he was admitted to the famous Yenching University; With their own efforts, they learned to compose music, lyrics, and some musical instruments; With his own efforts, becoming an author is not much better than hitting the streets.

also blamed himself for being arrogant at the beginning, feeling that as a person who crossed over and was born, how could he become an all-rounder. What kind of music and literature, don't be too simple, but it's a pity that reality knocked him on the slap. I learned too much, I know everything, and everything is ordinary.

If life goes on like this, his life will probably be like this, high or low, ups and downs into a mouthful of food.

Over the years, he has also understood that a traverser without a gold finger is not a qualified protagonist. I understood, I woke up, stopped dreaming big, and continued to live an ordinary life like in my previous life.

However, life always surprises and throws a stone into our peaceful heart.

Maybe it was God who accidentally discovered his situation after taking a nap, so after twenty years, he finally made up for his golden finger. He didn't understand the truth of this, and he didn't want to understand it, as long as he had this golden finger.

The so-called golden finger is actually a kind of hyper-memory syndrome, which allows him to remember the bits and pieces of his past and present lives. Even if he was one year old in his last life, he can clearly recall it.

Another example is an online article in his previous life, "Starting from Zero", more than 20 million words, he has read it at a glance and ten lines, and he can remember it word for word.

Such an illness, coupled with the "experience" of his previous life, is a bit scary if the effect is good. In his previous life, he was a dead house, and he liked a lot of things, such as books he read, songs he listened to, and movies he watched...... Wait, too many, too many to build a super-large library. Of course, he didn't remember what he read at all, so it didn't work.

However, now it works.

There are many online articles in his mind, what is Dou Breaking the Sky, what is the tomb of the gods, what is the Yang God...... And this world does not have these novels.

There is a lot of music in his mind, what folk songs Nanshannan, what rock and roll in the spring, what Chinese style fireworks are easy to cold...... And this world doesn't have these songs.

He has many famous poems and prose works in his mind, what "Nalan Ci", what "Words in the World", what "Cultural Journey", what "Red Sorghum"...... And this world also does not have these works.

In the big picture, this world was not very different from the world he lived in his previous life until the end of the Qing Dynasty. Taizu Zhao Xin overthrew the Qing Dynasty, repelled the invaders, and established the Chinese Empire. After that, it actively developed, and after World War I and World War II, until now it has become a great power side by side with US imperialism.

In small aspects, there have always been zài differences, such as the "Book of Songs" here, which has fewer works than those in his previous life; The poet immortal Li Bai here has fewer works than the poet immortal Li Bai in his previous life...... Wait a minute!

As soon as he thought of these things, he was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a long time, and even began to look forward to his future.

Just when he was longing, the ringtone of the call woke him up like a basin of cold water. He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, his father called, quickly connected, and said a little excitedly: "Hey, Dad, is there something wrong?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long while, a hoarse voice came, "Haozi, I'm afraid your grandfather won't be able to do it." ”

One sentence extinguished his joy, making his whole person stunned for an instant, and he said at a loss: "It's not about preparing for treatment, why do you ...... it suddenly?"

Before he could continue, he choked up a little, and thought of his kind grandfather, and even his grandfather's hard and loud voice sounded in his ears. He remembered that when he was young, his grandfather liked to hug him, prick his little face with his beard for a while, and sing to amuse him for a while.

In the past 20 years, he has long been a member of this family, his father is his father, his mother is his mother, and his grandfather is his grandfather.

"I was treated in Hefei, but my condition deteriorated, and it was said that only an international hospital could be cured." Dad Qian seemed to be smoking, coughed violently twice, and then replied hoarsely, "We are trying to make up money, but your second uncle doesn't want to spend any more money, and ...... The cost was really large, and we didn't get much together. ”

"Is it incurable?"

Qian Hao's heart was angry at first, and soon turned into sadness and helplessness. Then, he was silent for a long time, and then asked with a trembling voice. This is so because he knows what is going on in the countryside.

He is the "second generation of farmers", and the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, otherwise his father would not have been able to tell him about the family. At first, he did resent his second uncle; Then, he gradually understood a little. People in rural areas cannot afford to get sick, and when they get sick, they become poor. Of course, understanding does not mean agreeing, and he is still resentful.

"Haozi, I just paid the money. You wait and check and pay the tuition. Dad Qian seemed to finish smoking and said quickly, "Don't worry about this, let's discuss it and see if we can raise money." Okay, you study, I'll go to work. ”

The phone had hung up, but he was still clutching it tightly, with a sad expression on his face.

“…… Money, I want to make money! ”

But soon, he clenched his fists, showed a resolute look on his face, and secretly made up his mind to make money to cure his grandfather.