Sitting in the auditorium surrounded by desks, Zhang Lin silently thought to himself, trying to find his "golden finger".
Why is this so? Looking at the melon seeds and peanuts in front of me, my classmate next to me who was trying hard to blow up the balloon, the red mark on my arm, the thick exercise book on my desk, and then I looked around at the classroom where I spent three years.
This guy has traveled through time!
All time travelers must have a golden finger, either an old man with a white beard or a system father.
But, why is there no response? Could it be that the express delivery hasn’t arrived yet?
Why don't you call me and ask? If nothing else, it would be very embarrassing if I don't get it delivered in my lifetime.
But? Where to call?
Zhang Lin's brows were furrowed and he was worried to death.
Could it be that he was intercepted by the Space-Time Management Bureau? Maybe he is currently looking for his own gangster in the full plane.
After all, it seemed like I had been wearing it while sleeping, and no one was hit by a car or struck by lightning. This should be considered unregistered stowaway, right?
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! The artificial flowers have been arranged. Hurry up for those who are busy with the balloons. The podium for the teachers will be ready soon. Jinmei, has the water for your class arrived?" Zhang Lin was thinking about his own gold.
When something went wrong with his finger, Li Jue and several committee members began to enter the classroom and get busy.
Unfortunately, the class meeting was held in a class assembly, and the seats for the eighty or so people had to be arranged by the dozen committee members and cadres.
It is not easy for these seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls to create a huge stage in a limited space.
"Don't worry! The boys in our class have already gone to carry it!" After hearing this, the woman who came to see Li Jue earlier returned while counting the items borrowed from the school affairs office.
"That's good!" Li Jue nodded with satisfaction after hearing this. "Here are some tall boys, help us stick these completed balloons to the ceiling with tape."
Everyone was enthusiastically setting up the classroom under the leadership of several class leaders. Zhang Lin was also in the audience studying his suspected missing golden finger.
Could it be...
Is it the wrong way to open it?
"Hey! Where did you find this song? Where's the accompaniment?" Just when Zhang Lin was confused and wondering if he had a golden finger, Li Jue came over with the program list and asked Zhang Lin.
"Song? What song?" Zhang Lin raised his head and looked at Li Jue blankly.
what are you saying?
"You signed up for the show, what's wrong? Do you want to default on the bill?" Li Jue became angry after hearing this.
I have everything in place, except that I haven’t found the accompaniment for your show. With your innocent look on your face, why are you having stage fright now and trying to show off to me?
"Program? What program? When did I sign up?" Although seven or eight years have passed, Zhang Lin remembers it clearly. In his previous life, except for celebrating Children's Day when he was in elementary school and being tricked by the teacher into participating in dances, he was very
I have been studying hard for many years, but I have never participated in any classes or campus activities.
Now that you have your own show, is it because you can't find anyone and you want me to take the blame?
"Watch for yourself!" Li Jue wanted to hit someone, but the teacher was watching over safety issues. He had to press the violent tendency button and threw the program report to Zhang Lin. "I can't find the accompaniment of your bad song, so I'll put you in the second place.
twelve."
"Twenty-two?" Zhang Lin scrolled down the program list and quickly saw his own program.
There were a total of twenty-four programs in the three classes. The first three programs were to commemorate the three years of high school. These programs were the programs that the cadres of the three classes were responsible for.
The others are the programs that students signed up for, and the last two closing programs are one to thank the teacher and one to thank the school.
And my own program is third from the bottom.
"Zhang Lin, Class 1, Grade 3--will you help me or not?" It's true.
Then the question comes, when should I apply?
"Did you see it? Which music platform is the accompaniment on? I've been looking for it for most of the day and couldn't find it. The class meeting is about to start. Don't let it slip. Hurry up and get the accompaniment ready!"
"Really?" He checked multiple music platforms but couldn't find it. Zhang Lin searched for some other popular songs, some had them, some didn't.
China Mobile?
At this time, Zhang Lin looked at the message on his mobile phone that his mobile phone was about to be overdue. The source label of the information at the front made him startled.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Stop making noise!" Zhang Lin quickly opened the search function on his mobile phone.
Du Niang is gone! QQ is gone! All the well-known apps in the past life are gone.
It was replaced by China XX software, XX communications and the like.
In other words, my golden fingers are those music and movies that have not appeared?
Want to become a big entertainment star?
Zhang Lin flipped through his phone, his brows furrowed.
I am not as versatile as those time-traveling predecessors, and I can remember everything after time-traveling.
Besides, I was still confused as to what I was wearing.
When I wake up, I go back to my high school days.
I thought I was going back in time, but...
"Are you okay?" Li Jue was impatient with waiting!
She is a person who loves singing, especially ancient songs. The song "Follow me but not her" is full of sadness when she hears it.
It must be a good ancient-style song. I must get it first, otherwise I will waste time here with this guy? It will not be me who will be embarrassed when I go on stage without an accompaniment.
"Okay! Just sign up! I'll prepare the accompaniment!" Zhang Lin didn't know what Li Jue was thinking, so he put away his phone, forced a smile, and went over to talk.
It is impossible to change the program, it has already been reported, and there is no accompaniment, so I can only sing a cappella. Thinking about my wonderful singing voice, tsk tsk...
What's a car accident scene? Now welcome to the hell party.
"It's up to you! I'm warning you, if you mess up! You know the consequences!" Seeing that his request was fruitless, Li Jue watched Zhang Lin clenching his fists, revealing two small tiger fangs in a vicious manner.
Looking at Li Jue's back, Zhang Lin shook his head helplessly. After today, life may not be easy in the future!
Zhang Ziyun turned off his mobile phone with 5% of the battery remaining and thought about how to make his life more colorful when he relived his life. He didn't see the message that popped up on his mobile phone.
Tianhe City Angel Group struck again, spending heavily to acquire Wu's Pharmaceuticals, and began to vigorously enter the medical industry.
Of course, Zhang Lin, who is already obsessed with how to become a big entertainment star, may not care even if he sees it.
After all, except for the fact that the timelines don't match up, everyone and everything around him is basically similar to his previous life.
The parallel world must be different in many places. Otherwise, it would be exactly the same as the previous life without the golden finger. So what’s the point? Go treat Boss Ma to a meal?