Lin Feng, male, 27 years old. Now he lives in a small box in a cemetery in the capital. Yes, he is dead, and when he is about to enter his thirties, when he should have shined, he left the earth, the world in which he has lived for more than twenty years.

Lin Feng grew up in an orphanage, and entered the school with the help of many well-wishers in the society, like many people, primary school, middle school, and university, very ordinary, the only thing that is not ordinary is to write a good hand and read more books, and in writing is to read a wide range of books. He graduated from college at the age of 22 and then worked in a publishing house, where he worked for five years. Diligent and diligent, he took the position of editor-in-chief step by step, and he swam freely in the ocean of literature. To exaggerate, it means that there are thousands of books in the chest.

It's just that he is still single when he is too obsessed with work, and no woman wants to spend her life with someone who can't be contacted for a few days after work.

This year, Lin Feng got two pieces of news, one was good news and the other was bad news. One was told to him by the old president, and the other was told to him by a certain director of the hospital, which was very bloody.

His work and efforts were recognized by the board of directors and supported by his subordinates, and he became the new president and owned five percent of the shares of the publishing house at the nomination of the old president, however, while he was striding towards glory, the disease also came to him without informing the owner, and he had terminal liver cancer.

With such a current situation, Lin Feng did not scold the injustice of fate, nor did he give up on himself, but just completed the work at hand very calmly, and donated all his savings over the years to the orphanage, where he walked out. After that, he helped the old president to re-select the new president and maintain a smooth transition of the publishing house. He retreated.

Finally, when the time came, Lin Feng left calmly, leaving the world he had lived in for twenty-seven years, and walking into history and turning into dust.

"Fate is such a wonderful thing, I actually lived again, but why did I come to this world again." It is Lin Feng who talks to himself, the Lin Feng of this world, and the Lin Feng of the earth.

Yes, Lin Feng crossed over, but he not only occupied this body, but also received all the memories of the other party.

Lin Feng of this world is a high school student in Feng City, Huihe Province, in the Shenzhou Empire, studying in Feng City No. 1 Middle School. I am seventeen years old this year, a junior in high school, and my grades are not very good, of course, compared to the famous school of No. 1 Middle School. Lin Feng is a music specialist, his father Lin Yun is a music teacher, and his mother Zhao Cui works in a bank.

Although the home is not a rich family, it is very warm. It's just that disasters always come unexpectedly, maybe God is always writing articles with great turns, and Lin Feng also got a disease in this world, an unknown disease, and failed to show his musical talent to the world, in this flowery age, at the age of seventeen, he left silently in the garden without any warning.

Fortunately, Lin Feng passed through this body, and his parents would not fall into the pain of losing their son.

Lin Feng continued to recall all the memories of Lin Feng in this world, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will honor my parents, I will live your life together more excitingly, and I will make this world shocked." It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be saying it to Lin Feng in this world.

Lin Feng smiled, stretched his waist, and looked at the sun slowly rising in the eastern sky, shining warmly, and the shadow behind him stretched for a long time. It feels so good to be alive.

Lin Feng couldn't help but think of the words of Ostrovsky, the author of the former Soviet Union on Earth, "The most precious thing in man is life." Life is only once for man, so he should spend his life in such a way that when a person looks back on the past, he does not regret that he wasted his time, nor is he ashamed of his inaction; Thus, when he was dying, he could say that I had devoted my whole life and all my energies to the most precious cause of my life - the struggle for the emancipation of mankind. We must hurry up and live because even a violent illness or accident can end a life. ”

"There is only one life, but I have it twice, what reason do I have not to live well, the glory of self begins, the world will witness it."

Lin Feng has this confidence, although this world is very similar to the earth, it really does not have the same two leaves, this is not the earth. In the late Ming Dynasty, the Yongkang Emperor suddenly overthrew the corrupt rulers, established the Shenzhou Empire, and soon transitioned to a capitalist society.

Although the world has also experienced wars, the Shenzhou Empire still stands proudly in the east of the world, and no one dares to invade it. Then there is the development of peace, in order to satisfy people's spiritual life, culture and art have developed higher and better, and those who engage in such work are respected by the society. As for piracy, there is no market, because no one is embarrassed to buy it, even if it is better than the genuine version, no one is willing to pull down this face, at most they just think about it in their hearts.

Although literature and art are very developed, and people are fully supportive, some people who should have appeared have not appeared. The literati and writers in the history of China on Earth have not left traces in history, and those magnificent poems have not appeared. Modern poets don't show up, and neither do the amazing articles. Literary giants never existed. Not only the Shenzhou Empire, but also the whole world, no one has written epic masterpieces.

There is also a popular song on the earth, which is also a blank in the history of music in China and even in the world.

Thinking about the transformation of time and space, everything on the earth is deeply engraved in his mind, Lin Feng is more confident, first to carry it, and then to carry it later, who makes himself, the editor-in-chief, only discern pearls and work hard. Thank you, God, when I crossed, let me go to the long river of time for a turn, thank you, thank you very much!

Glory is not far away, as long as you work hard. Thank God, I will not waste it, I will let the world be shocked by me.

"Bell, bell, bell." The bell rang for class preparation, and at this time, Lin Feng had already walked to the teaching building, which was a white conjoined building with five floors. Lin Feng's classroom was on the stairs on the second floor, and Lin Feng walked up to the second floor with ease, and the class bell had not yet rang.

Lin Feng walked into the classroom slowly, without hesitation, and walked to his seat according to his memory, the place near the window. The students who came early were immersed in the sea of their own reading, and no one cared.

Looking around, the blackboard newspaper at the back is a figure wearing a doctor's hat, and there are many words written next to it, inspirational, cherishing time, but different from the earth, but the meaning is similar. The most striking thing should be the countdown to the situation of the book, yes, the countdown to the college entrance examination, although it is not more than a hundred days. Next to it is the words that make this age very enthusiastic, the words are very vigorous, and it should be the teacher's handwriting.

Just watching, another person came in from the door, walked directly to the stool next to Lin Feng and sat down, Lin Feng smiled slightly is his tablemate and the only good classmate in high school, Chen Wen.

"Hey, Lin Feng, it's early to come." Chen Wen had a smile on his face, like a Maitreya Buddha, he was always like this.

"yes, you're early, too. What is the lesson today. Lin Feng also replied with a smile, at this moment he had completely taken on Lin Feng's role.

"Oh, that is. Think about it, today's class is Chinese, music, history, English. Chen Wen quickly replied.

Lin Feng nodded, "Well, I know, let's study." ”

Lin Feng wanted to study, but Chen Wen didn't let him go, and asked, "Didn't you want to write a song for the squad leader some time ago?" Is it written? ”

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, wrote to the squad leader, and remembered it in an instant. A few months ago, when Lin Feng in this world had not yet found that he was unwell, he made a bet with Chen Wen, saying that he would confess to Liu Yue, the class president, who was one of the school flowers, and use the song he wrote to win her, but Lin Feng racked his brains and failed to perfect a song, after all, what he is good at is singing, and his accumulation in lyrics and composition is not enough. I was about to fool the past, but I didn't expect people to leave the world.

Lin Feng smiled, he didn't have time to sing for someone he didn't like, he was already past that age, and said with a smile: "I didn't think of it, I admit defeat, and I will invite you to dinner when I turn around." ”

When Chen Wen heard this, he pursed his lips, "It's really boring." ”

"Bell, bell, bell." The class bell rang, and the classroom immediately fell silent, except for the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway.

Here comes the teacher.