Laughing when you encounter interesting things, and crying when you are sad things, this is an emotion that normal people will have, and Xia Junhao is no exception, but his emotions are a beat slower than ordinary people.

A long time ago, Xia Junhao had no sound when he laughed, no matter how exaggerated the laughter was, he would not laugh, just like a puppet that blended into the crowd, because everyone laughed, so he laughed, because everyone was sad, so he was sad.

However, the clumsy imitation will eventually be recognized, and soon someone discovered Xia Junhao's strange performance and pointed it out.

By the next day, Xia Junhao's smile was full of laughter, a little hoarse, and a little ugly, which was the result of his practice at home for several hours.

Day after day, year after year, Xia Junhao carefully hides his strangeness, except for not taking the initiative to find someone to play, everyone thinks he is a cheerful and interesting person.

The strange thing is that he has no friends, obviously appears in the group naturally, and naturally talks about interesting topics, but Xia Junhao has never been inseparable from any of his classmates.

The people around him will inexplicably gather around him, and then inexplicably move away from him, like water and oil in a cup, even if they are mixed and stirred together, the two will be separated by the precipitation of time.

Now, the droplets that don't dissolve with him have reappeared.

'Long time no see, Seven, how have you been doing?' ’

A message from someone on QQ who hadn't been in contact with him for seven or eight years, if it weren't for the notes, he wouldn't even know what the other party's name was.

'Yo! Squad leader, how did you come to me? ’

Take the initiative to add friends, Xia Junhao doesn't have that leisure, his friends on QQ are basically added by others, and things like classmates were popular when he graduated from junior high school.

"Brother Kuang, they said to hold a class reunion, 17 people have already signed up, and a few female classmates, including your tablemates, are you here to participate?" ’

It's quite strange that a group of people who have just graduated for two or three years would think of holding a class reunion, and it's also a junior high school class reunion.

'In T"R"Us? I've been in Rongcheng for the past few days, and I just changed jobs, and the boss is not very good at asking for leave.

Lies or something came as soon as he opened his mouth, although the other party was not in front of Xia Junhao, Xia Junhao also habitually put on a look of embarrassment.

As for the table mate in junior high school, listening to the class leader's statement that it was a woman, Xia Junhao's vague impression that the other party seemed to be more fleshy and a little short?

'Well, then I wish you all the best in your work, bye-bye'

probably realized that this was Xia Junhao's excuse, and the squad leader consciously said goodbye.

In the past, I worked hard to be gregarious for the sake of survival, but now I don't need it, Xia Junhao can live alone, and it is too troublesome to deal with interpersonal relationships, so why embarrass yourself? He doesn't need these connections anyway.

Leaving the matter of the class reunion behind, Xia Junhao played the game for a while, and by the way, he took out his savings and spent it lavishly on the Internet, the four princesses, meat snacks that he was reluctant to buy, expensive nuts...

Xia Junhao only left half a year's living expenses, and then there was a code of words, for him, code words are no longer a job, but a means to change his mood when he is tired of playing games.

From tomorrow onwards, it will enter a state of irregular interruption, Buddhism code words with fate, write if you want to write, send it out when you write enough, and ask for leave if you don't want to write.

The reason can be used ready-made, seriously ill, time is short, and it is necessary to indulge in unlimited indulgence in this limited time, although the way of indulgence is a little weaker.

March 24th.

After a leisurely sleep until eight o'clock in the morning, a simple wash, Xia Junhao sat in front of the computer, which was not the way of life he most often used in this house.

According to the previous steps, he should sleep for another two hours before getting up, play games for a while and wait for takeout, go back to bed after eating and watch videos for a while, and wait until four or five o'clock in the afternoon to order another takeout, and after eating, it is working time.

Now, he is carefully watching the instructional video, which teaches the introduction of the guitar, which is very basic, basic to the level of how to buy a handy guitar at a cheap price.

The purpose of learning this is to carry out the next mission, and the goal of the mission appeared yesterday, still in neon, but this time in neon in 91.

The information about the person who issued the task is still so brief, Xia Junhao only knows that the other party's name is Chiwa Endo, 18 years old, likes music, and is currently blind, and the name of the task is 'Your voice is my signpost'.

Actually, Xia Junhao was quite surprised to see this task, his neon language proficiency was deprived, and he thought that his next mission might be in other countries, such as France, Russia, Germany...

Neon's words saved him a lot of effort, at least he didn't have to learn how to integrate into local life, after all, each country has its own customs, and accidentally offending it will arouse suspicion.

And then there's the task analysis.,This mission is not as straightforward as last time.,I only know that it's related to music.,Although Xia Junhao doesn't know much about music.,But he's not too worried about this problem.,The mobile phone is his cheat.。

He's half an anime house himself, and there are neon songs in his phone, so taking out some modern popular neon songs should be able to bring enough surprises to Qianhe-chan, just in case, he also specially found some neon songs that were popular around 91.

In addition, it's other preparations, songs won't appear out of thin air, anyway, it's the parallel world Xia Junhao unceremoniously became a copyist, but the technical level required to copy songs is much higher than copying articles.

Unless he only intended to copy the lyrics, and knowing the rhythm was the most basic requirement, he could not explain the composition problem, because of the limited time, the guitar of the song he chose was quite important.

Unfortunately, the guitar is not so easy to learn, and if you really want to learn it, it will take at least years to learn, and of course, there are quick ways to get a quick fix.

This method must be done by a professional, which made Xia Junhao a little headache, and he began to regret that he spent the money too quickly a few days ago, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned and didn't blink when he lied.

The explanation given is that his account was stolen, and he bought so many things by others, and after returning enough money, he asked his sister, who was 12 years older than him, to introduce a reliable guitar teacher.

To be honest, he and his so-called sister haven't been in touch for half a year, after all, the relationship between the two of them is a little awkward, half-sibling, and the age difference is 12 years.

However, the bond that maintains this relationship is still there, and no matter what, it is a little more convenient than asking ordinary people for help, but she will inevitably nag a few words.