Li Zheng had not had an attitude yet, and the group of people had already arrived. One of the handsome boys swept down from the ground, put the beer bottle on the dining table and the cigarette box that Xue Bing had confiscated into his eyes, and said, "Li Zheng, look at your decadent appearance, you are both wine and cigarettes. It's so disappointing. It's just three points away. At worst, you can repeat the year and get up wherever you fall."

It was completely a critical and educational tone. If you didn’t know, you thought he was Li Zheng’s teacher.

Wang Shaokun came from the next class after he scored in his third year of high school. There were several boys in the class who had ideas about Qiu Yan, and he was the least interested in Li Zheng.

"If you have to care, what kind of onion are you?" Xue Bing threw it over without hesitation.

"I'm twenty-six points beyond the undergraduate line. If I only count as a green onion, then you can't even count as a green onion." Wang Shaokun glanced at him, his eyes full of arrogance, a garbage that was far from the junior college score line.

Xue Bing felt angry: "You have to pretend to go home and get out of here!"

Qiu Yan looked down on Xue Bing, so she didn't even look at him, and said, "Li Zheng, birds of a feather flock together, I hope you can do it yourself."

The tone was as plain as water, and there was no sense of any emotional mix. Li opened his eyes and could not see negative emotions such as disappointment and dissatisfaction. All he had was a kind of indifference and dissatisfaction.

Combining the meaning of her words, Li Kai suddenly understood her eyes. They were already people from two worlds, not even ordinary friends.

After Qiu Yan finished speaking, the group of people were about to move forward, as if they were just passing by. Li Zheng suddenly shouted: "Qiu Yan..."

When Qiuyan turned her head and looked, Li Jian slowly said, "Do you still remember your agreement?"

Qiu Yan's willow eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Li Zheng continued to say, his tone as plain as hers: "On the afternoon of the thunder and rainstorm last summer vacation, we hid under the eaves, and I mustered up the courage to confess to you. You said you didn't want to fall in love before graduating from high school. Seeing me showing a disappointed expression, you said, if I confess to you again after the college entrance examination, your answer would be willing, and we will be able to reply as an appointment."

There is a dead silence!

Everyone seemed to have heard the fantasy, and they seemed to have discovered a new world, with bizarre expressions and even forgot to breathe.

Xue Bing also had an incredible face. Li Zheng once confessed to Qiu Yan... Why didn't I know?

Wang Shaokun's face was a little stiff, his mouth curled, and he sneered: "Li Zheng, are you too stimulating and you are confused?"

Li Zheng slowly got up. He was five or six centimeters taller than Wang Shaokun. He stared at Wang Shaokun's eyes with a slight look down, making Wang Shaokun feel irritated. Then he said, "Since you know that being stimulated too much will make you nervous, then shut up, say it again, shut up, I won't say it the third time."

The momentum of the old world of society is not comparable to that of the young grass that has walked out of the ivory tower. In one round of confrontation, Wang Shaokun was defeated and pulled the corners of his mouth. He seemed a little dissatisfied, but he finally shut up.

Qiu Yan recovered from her confused state and said hatefully: "Li Zheng, you are talking nonsense. I have never said I am willing. I said my answer would be two words."

Li Zhen said lightly: "Then think I remembered it wrong."

"What is it? It's originally..."

"What two words?"

"I don't want to!"

"That's good."

Li Zheng nodded calmly, as if he was relieved, and sat down and continued to eat.

What does that mean? Qiu Yan almost got angry and turned her nose. It was she who rejected Li Zheng, making it look like she was the one who was rejected.

"Xiao Yan, I'm leaving, what's so much nonsense about this kind of person?"

The girl next to him advised her, and Qiu Yan calmed down, and the group of people left.

Li Zheng finished the remaining food. After the two left the cafeteria, Xue Bing slapped Li Zheng on the shoulder and sighed bitterly: "I'm completely giving up now. I know it's Nan Wall, but I still have to hit it in one head, why bother?"

Li Jin glanced at him: "Didn't you encourage me to hit me?"

"I...will I ask you to jump off the building or not?"

"I just want an answer." Li Zheng shrugged. This answer was an explanation to the original owner. In my memory, the original owner had deep roots in Qiu Yan.

Since one time, when I saw Qiu Yan having lunch with other boys, the original owner questioned Qiu Yan, but was warned by Qiu Yan that she would not fall in love before college and would date anyone she wanted to. If the original owner was so petty, she would not even have to do anything to do with friends.

Afterwards, many noons, Qiu Yan and other boys went in and out of the canteen. The original owner hid in the corner and watched secretly. After school many times, Qiu Yan and other boys rode bicycles with each other. The original owner followed quietly, feeling heartbroken and tortured. During the day, he wandered around in class, and couldn't sleep at night, but chose to bear it silently.

In the entire senior year of high school, most of the original owner was concerned about this woman. In a sense, failure in the college entrance examination was also related to this woman.

All this is because the damn high-five is a promise, which makes the original owner deceive himself and hold the last ray of hope.

Xue Bing opened the topic: "How do you say, if you want someone to play basketball, or go to the billiards room to compete?"

Li Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "I want to go to the nearby audio-visual shops, bookstores, and newsstands."

If it were the original owner, there seemed to be only two ways of life after failing the exam. He would either repeat the year or enter society to find a job. But now he has a third way, the music path, but the original owner remembers too little information about the entertainment industry in this space, so he needs to take the initiative to understand.

Xue Bing was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly: "Yes, today will be your birthday, you have the final say."

......

Throughout the afternoon, the two of them rode their bicycles, and within five kilometers of nearby video stores, three bookstores, and seven or eight newsstands were passed around.

With the continuous gathering of information, Li Jian has a general concept for the Chinese pop music scene in this space, which is both similar and quite different from the earth.

Similarly, the development trajectory was developed. By 1996, this time node had also risen for more than ten years and was also at the tide of the golden decade of the record industry.

The difference is that there is no absolute dominance of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers, especially in the 1990s, when the four kings swept the world.

In this space, the Hong Kong Island singers were only at the forefront in the mid-to-late 1980s. After entering the 1990s, mainland singers rose one after another, competing with the former two, showing a controversy.

There is also the most different point. Li Zheng didn’t recognize any singers in this time and space, and he had never heard of a song or a song.

In this way, compared with his previous life, Li Zheng had two more advantages out of thin air.

First, having rich life experience, but under 18 years old, for pop music, youth has always been the biggest capital.

Second, in his previous life, he began to come into contact with various musical instruments in his fourth year of moving to Beijing, especially playing a very good guitar. He started to come into contact with lyrics and music creation in the eighth year. He wrote no less than a thousand songs based on the music scores, and these songs almost cover classic works in Chinese, Guangdong and English pop music.

The right time and place are there, but I still have a hang-up. If I don’t continue pursuing my dreams, it’s better to kill me and try to be reborn and return to Earth again.

The road to the future became clear in Li Zheng's mind, and he couldn't help but think a lot...

(Note: If you search online, the golden decade of the record industry will be 1988-1998, but this refers to the Hong Kong and Taiwan regions. The golden period of the record in the mainland Chinese music circle was from the early 1990s to 2006. This is a general concept. Among them, the ten years with the largest sales volume will have various versions. I personally agree with it from 1995 to 2005.

To explain another misunderstanding, many friends may think that the loneliness of the traditional record industry is due to the rise of the Internet. In fact, it is not. What really made the record industry go from prosperity to decline is that IPOD3's listing completely replaces Walkman and later smartphones.)

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