At the end of a class, Gu Yang picked up his notebook and walked out first.

After this university professor's class, he has a lot of understanding of the modern history of this era, and if you talk about the difference between the previous life and the parallel Shijie modern history, it can be described as a tragedy and a comedy.

If it is said that the modern history of the previous life is the sad joy of the nation, full of the sadness of the military and the people, but in this parallel shijie is completely different, since the end of the Ming Dynasty, it is a song of joy in the mighty xiangshang.

After the collapse of the Ming Dynasty in 1800, the two major ruling parties appeared, quickly integrated the country, merged into two parties to alternate governance, and were re-elected every four years, gaining the upper hand in the first and second Shijie wars, seizing the hegemony in Asia, and on a global scale, it can also compete with the United States, and Liliang even penetrated into the Middle East and Africa.

In Asia, there is a hegemon, and among the five continents, there are few national enemies.

This is the current situation in China.

It seems that it is useless to understand these things at present, but considering the status and transmission ability of Chinese culture in Shijie, then many ideas are worth considering.

After thinking about walking for a while, thinking about how to move forward in the future, Gu Yang came to a piano room, took the key and pushed the door open, there was no one inside, and he felt a little deserted.

With his notebook set away, he sat down in front of a piano and practiced his piano music quietly.

Without exception, no matter how good a musician is, he has to start with the basics, and besides, he is only a lover of literature and art, and he still practises from Czerny's etudes, and the light and bright sound of the music flows, and after a while, it is transformed into a joyful melody, smooth and not jerky.

His fingers kept jumping on the black and white keys, slowing and hurrying. And the sound of music also fluctuates with the rhythm, and this piano room is full of music, which is wonderful and intoxicating.

More than an hour later, Zuihou struck an accent, and the sound of the piano settled.

Gu Yang stood up and shook his fingers. I feel that my piano skills have not regressed, but have faintly risen a level, and I see that the time is almost up, and I should go.

Picking up the notebook, he stepped open the dark brown wooden door, only to bump into a man head-on.

It was a foreign girl.

Looking at his appearance, he is not very old, and he is about the same age, wearing a simple black coat and jeans. The complexion is like snow in winter, quiet and white. The facial features of the face are exquisite, there is no flaw to be seen, the lake-blue eyes are crystal clear, and the long golden hair seems to be rendered by the sun, smooth and silky.

The girl carried a black violin case on her back, walked with her head down, and rushed to meet him. Immediately, the two of them stayed there.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Gu Yang hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

I suddenly remembered that this was a foreign friend. I may not understand Chinese, so I switch to broken Chinese English: "Sorry, Sorry." ”

The girl smiled at him slightly, expressed understanding, did not speak, and turned sideways around him. Transferred into the piano room.

A second flashed in his mind for the amazement of this foreign friend, Gu Yang shook his head, dispersed the image, gathered the idea of wanting to eat the pot chicken, and practiced for so long. I'm really hungry.

Ground pot chicken, I'm coming!

After a hearty meal at the restaurant, the teenager returned to his apartment with his stomach full of things.

This apartment is not very big, two bedrooms and one living room, the furnishings are simple, and there are no valuables, after a little cleaning, I turned on the computer to check the news.

It's a habit of his.

Before getting down to business, knowing the current events will give you an idea of what is on the pulse of the times and how you can react to it.

First of all, Zhou Xing's side.

His current popularity has reached a peak, and he can no longer climb in Xiangshang, all that remains is to transform fame into tangible benefits, so the recent entertainment news is full of notices of him rushing to various announcements, and the host teased him that he is the most diligent artist recently.

And Han Sheng's TV series "Sunshine Era" has also completed the post-work of zuihou, and will be released on various TV stations in May.

And then there's the Olympic theme song.

It seems that the relevant person in charge has decided what song to use as the theme melody, but the song to promote the city has not yet been decided, so it is still in the process of soliciting submissions from various musicians, and even the fledgling he has received a call for papers, which is enough to prove the degree of eagerness of the organizers.

Since he received a call for papers, he naturally won't refuse, and in his previous life, there was also an Olympic song from a related city, which is very suitable for this kind of scene, and it is not bad to throw it out.

With a clear idea in his heart, Gu Yang was about to close the webpage and was about to start coding, when his eyes swept over a newly revealed message, and he couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

"Internet writer died suddenly due to overwork"

This......

How could it be!

He chatted with the author under this pen name in the group a few days ago, and he talked jokingly and happily, why did he leave suddenly today?

His hands trembled and he clicked on the news, and the news inside spread out, and he suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

It turned out that the family conditions of Feinian Xueluo were not very good, and he relied on his meager income to support his life, writing from morning to night every day, because of overwork, he died suddenly in the middle of the night.

After reading this news, Gu Yang didn't close this page for a long time, just looked at this news in a daze.

After a long time, he muttered, "May you be like me and travel to a more haode world."

World. ”

After reading this news, his idea of writing a book in code immediately disappeared, and he began to pay attention to the attitude of netizens on the Internet towards this matter.

Many meager bloggers are mourning the death of Fei Nian Xueluo, feeling sorry for his untimely death, and many people have begun to feel sorry for those Internet writers who are working hard every day, leaving messages for them to take good care of their bodies.

What made him a little crying and laughing was that there were also many people who left messages under his meager situation, but why were they all called broken dogs?

"Flowers bloom and fall: pay attention to the body, the broken dog is big, it's okay to update slowly."

"Thorn Flower: The broken dog is big, you must take good care of yourself."

"Lan Wutong: I didn't say it, out of chapter dog, regular life, although it's very bad, but we have to wait."

……

Looking at the comments and messages one by one, while Gu Yang's heart was warm, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

This pit is considered to have buried himself in it.

But in any case, the hearts of book lovers, he remembered.

Therefore, he will try harder to break the context.

With a bitter smile, he clicked on the web page on this topic with his mouse light button, and the screen was full of mourning and regret, except for one state that stood out from the rest, like cow dung in flowers.

The meager blogger is a music critic with a yellow V, named Qin Xiaoying, so Juanxiu's name is a man, and he is so promising.

"It's not that it's disrespectful to life, it's just that I think there's no difference between writing about people who die suddenly because of this kind of thing and people who die because they talk about QQ for ten hours."

Anger, steaming.

After reading this state, Gu Yang smiled, looked at it again from beginning to end, and turned over this person's meager life, and the fire of fury instantly exploded to the extreme.

Curious words, curious people.

But instead of smashing the keyboard in a rage, he clenched his teeth and didn't speak.

The palms of his hands clenched into fists at that moment, the joints of his bones clicked, the boy's eyes narrowed, and his furious mind made his fingers work wildly on the keyboard, and each key seemed to be slammed down, making a snapping sound.

A comment was completed in a few seconds, the words were fierce, and the sword blade was pointed directly at Qin Xiaoying!

"Looks like you're so powerful that you look down on people like us who write on the Internet? So you must be very talented, can you dare to fight with me? (To be continued......)