Perfect Life

The lamps are bright and the walls are white.

On the TV in the living room, the romance drama seemed to have reached a critical moment, with the male and female protagonists roaring loudly at each other.

Li Qian lay on the bed with his head in his hands, staring at the snow-white roof, but his eyes were completely unfocused.

He is wandering.

It's been almost a week since he came to this time, this world, and frankly, he doesn't feel that there is anything difficult to adapt to. For the next few decades to live in this world, he has no dissatisfaction, or apprehension, or fear... or any negative emotions, and he is even full of expectations.

He knows that he has an unimaginable advantage over the original inhabitants of this world - countless musicians, artists, writers, singers, screenwriters, directors, actors, etc. in another time and space. , the top creations of the top group of literary and artistic elites in the human world for decades, hundreds of years or even hundreds of years.

The stories, the texts, the pictures, the notes, the voices, the eyes...they are the works of art that are in no way inferior to all the works of art in this era, it can even be said that they , are treasures of art!

And they, which have never appeared in this world, are only known and mastered by oneself.

But, what should I do?

Yes, I have a perfect family, I love my parents, a stable place to live, a stable family income that my parents can provide, and a happy family atmosphere... These are all things to Li Qian. It is extremely important. It was neglected for more than 30 years in his last life, and it was only in the last two years that he began to gradually recollect and realize that these things are extremely important, but they are too commonplace and cannot be returned.

For these, for this family, he attaches great importance to and cherishes it very much.

However, his life must not only have these things, he wants more and bigger things. It's just that in this life, he already knows that some things cannot and cannot be replaced, and they must be cherished. Therefore, he will no longer arbitrarily abandon those warmth for the so-called artistic pursuit.

Then, what should he do?

How can he turn this huge advantage that only exists in his mind into reality?

He came up with records, he came up with a lot of records, he wanted to present those moving, beautiful notes in his head, those cheerful, joyful, or sad, pathetic rhythms, and those wonderful lyrics, Come out, show it to the people of this world, show it to them.

He wants to make movies, be an actor, be a screenwriter, or be a director. He wants to restore the wonderful stories and moving emotions that he knows and has seen one by one. I even want to correct the shortcomings of those works that were criticized after they were made into films, so that they can appear in front of everyone in this world in a more perfect image, so that they can also rejoice, praise and praise them. Tears for it.

Even, he wanted to write a book, he wanted to be a writer. This time, it wasn't just what he had read in the previous life, he felt that he had a lot of things he wanted to say and a lot of stories he wanted to tell...

But what should he do?

Publishing records, making movies, writing...everything is beautiful, but everything is so far away.

If you want to release a record, first of all, there must be a record company willing to sign with you and give you money... So, are you the champion of the singer competition? So, where else have you proven yourself? Or, is there any big man who is optimistic about you and willing to support you?

Well, if there is none, then why should I throw money at you to make a record?

You say you have a good voice?

Please, people with certain musical talent and vocal talent, after systematic training, their voices are not bad, and there are a lot of newcomers waiting in line to sign the contract! How old are you?

You say you have creative talent?

Well, this is not bad. It can even be said to be a huge advantage. Once there are a lot of people who can sing in the music circle, the number of people who can write songs will be limited. However, please note that you don't just write a piece of music and fill in the lyrics, it's a song, and you can use it!

You say your songs are good?

Please, if the market says it's good, that's really good. Who dares to say that his song will become popular without going through the market's verification?

There are some people in this circle, either composers or producers, who have an astonishingly accurate grasp of the trend of the market, and they can always create something that is widely sung and of course recorded. A big-selling song or album, as long as they are fancy, can almost reach the sky in one step... But, how many such people can there be in the whole circle? Every day, every hour, every moment, how many people are staring at them, trying to get close to them?

Are you enough?

So...the question goes back to the original point, why did you make a record?

As for making movies... Well, maybe ordinary people will say, if you are handsome, then of course you can go to movies!

Bullshit!

Li Qian has been in the circle for many years in his last life. He deeply knows that being handsome has nothing to do with being an actor or not! In the same way, during the art examination every year, the major test sites are crowded with people, and all of them are handsome and beautiful, but in the end, if you can stand together and compare, you will find that those who are really admitted are often not so beautiful. At least not the prettiest.

Therefore, it is difficult to make records, and it is also difficult to act in movies.

On the contrary, it is writing. You can try to write things slowly, but obviously, that is not what Li Qian wants to do most urgently.

……

Li Qian suddenly withdrew his gaze, then a carp straightened out of bed, pulled the chair and sat down, took a piece of white paper, thought for a moment, then picked up a pen and wrote four words on it: short-term goals.

Then, he wrote below—

1. Study hard, make progress every day, at least get admitted to the capital;

2. Practice basic skills, guitar, and singing skills every day;

3. I will go to a bar for an interview in the summer vacation, strive to become a resident singer, at least one must succeed, and use the live singing to hone my ability to control the voice and the scene;

4. The university wants to go to art academies, learn acting, and strive to continue to be classmates with Xiaolu.

After he finished writing, he read it carefully again, read it silently, then stretched out his hand and rubbed it, directly crumpled the piece of paper into a ball of paper, and threw it into the trash.

Then, let's get started!

……

At 8:30 in the evening, on the rooftop.

Li Qian went upstairs, and when he came to the rooftop, he saw Wang Jinglu lying on the protective wall again in a daze.

"Hey, I said beauties, can you not always be blank when sending text messages in the future? You can type a letter, if not, send a letter, or else you can send a number!"

Wang Jinglu turned his head to look at him, then turned his head blankly and continued to look into the distance.

This is obviously a bad mood.

"There was no fight on the fifth floor opposite today, it's really boring!" Li Qian said.

Wang Jinglu continued to be silent.

So Li Qian also fell silent.

After a while, he touched Wang Jinglu's elbow and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Jinglu turned her head to look at him, looking like she was hesitant to say anything, but in the end, she just said, "It's okay, it's just... a little bit in a bad mood. I don't know what's wrong."

Li Qian was stunned for a moment, his eyelids twitched a few times, and he said in a tone of voice: "This kind of thing... You don't communicate well with me? You seem to be talking to your mother?"

Wang Jinglu was startled when she heard the words, and stared at him with wide eyes, "How...how do you know?"

I called Li Qian up today. She really wanted to say something, but for some reason, she really saw Li Qian, but she didn't want to say it: after all, it was just her own guess. The child of an old friend in business came back from studying abroad. , visit at home, what's this? People didn't say anything, so he just took it out and said that, if nothing happened, how embarrassing? It seems to be self-indulgent!

But...how did Li Qian know?

Li Qian was stunned for a second, "Why don't I know? You already have this expression on your face, and you're in a bad mood or something... Well, I know, girls always have that many days every month..."

Wang Jinglu's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a momentary daze in those eyes.

Then, when she came back to her senses, her face turned red!

She raised her leg and kicked Li Qian angrily. She was embarrassed and anxious. She didn't know how to explain it, so she stomped her foot and said, "No!"

Li Qian spread out his hands with a look of grievance, and it was only after a few days that he was slapped again.

Wang Jinglu looked at him angrily, turned her head away and stopped talking.

But I have to say that when Li Qian made such a fuss, the things that were originally in his heart faded away before he knew it.

So after a moment of silence, Wang Jinglu remembered the business and said, "There will be monthly exams next Thursday and Friday."

"Oh." Li Qian nodded absentmindedly.

"You scored 433 points last time." Wang Jinglu continued.

Li Qian suddenly got some energy and asked, "How many points do you need to be in the top 30?"

Among the short-term goals he just set, the first one is related to study, and the last one is related to university. Therefore, this question of scores is naturally not to be taken lightly.

At this time, Wang Jinglu thought about it and said, "Xiao Ping, who was sitting behind me, seemed to have scored 518 points last time, and she was the 27th."

"Oh, that's 500 points." Li Qian knew it.

Wang Jinglu said: "If you fall in the bottom ten in the final exam, it will be the same as when you were in the second year of high school, you will have to go to other ordinary classes... You are not required to take 500 points, 480 points are good, 480 points, probably You can stay in class."

Li Qian said, "Hi, in fact, it's the same which class I go to. You're leaving anyway..."

Wang Jinglu was a little shy and stopped talking.

Li Qian didn't pay attention to her, didn't notice it, and calculated the points for himself, "It's hard to say 90 points in Chinese, 85 points is no problem, history and philosophy are estimated to be no problem with 80 points, English, natural, I recently played I’m a student of my life, so let’s say one is 75 and one is 70. How much does it add up… It’s only 390 points, it’s a lot of pressure, okay, I’m trying to get 70 points in math, but the problem isn’t too big. , it's not too difficult, it's Russian... 60 points is really hard!"

After all the calculations, Li Qian felt that he could score between 500 and 520 in the test, and he was quite satisfied with the result. He looked back at Wang Jinglu.

The pair of eyes behind the glasses blinked. She looked away, not looking at Li Qian, and whispered, "Or, I'll tell my sister, I... don't go to the capital anymore?"

After a pause, she seemed to be afraid that Li Qian might misunderstand something, and then she explained, "I mean, I mean... If I don't go to the capital during the summer vacation, I can teach you Russian. Your Russian is the worst!"

Li Qian blinked and said nothing.

Wang Jinglu looked back at him and carefully counted for him with his fingers crossed, "Last time you scored 91 in the Chinese language test, 43 in math, 61 in English, 52 in Russian, 70 in history, 67 in philosophy, 49 in nature... According to your own calculations, you Do you think you can improve so fast?"

Li Qian was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't say, "My academic performance in my last life was pretty good, except for Russian, which I have never been exposed to in my last life, so I can only eat the old bottom of my life. After a little review, I won't be able to take the test. too bad...

"You remember so clearly, I forgot myself..." he said.

"You just ignore everything..." she said.

"I must be serious this time. In fact, I have been working hard in recent days..." he said.

"I was peeking at me in a daze in class, and the teacher found out, and was talking nonsense with the teacher. Are you working hard?" she said.

This is irrefutable, Li Qian thought for a while, then lowered his head.

Wang Jinglu glanced at him and said, "This time you try to get 460 points in the test, and you will get 490 points in the final test, okay? As long as you get 490 points in the test, you can stay in our class, then I... Then I will Don't go to the capital, okay?"

Li Qian quickly waved his hand, "Don't mention it, you should go and **** you. If you don't go, your sister can come back and freeze me to death! Besides, I will definitely get 500 points in the test, don't worry!"

Wang Jinglu seemed a little lost when she heard the words, she turned her head to look at the street scene in the distance, and stopped talking.

Li Qian turned to look at her.

Qi'er's student hair, dark and fluffy, with a calm expression, looks very good and well-behaved.

The profile face is slightly thin, but not explicit, still full and very good-looking.

The earlobes are round, thin and beautiful.

The neck is long, fair and beautiful. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The collarbone is slightly exposed, which is very beautiful.

The blue flower suspender nightdress on a white background...it's very beautiful.

Li Qian sniffed and hurriedly looked away the moment before she turned her head.

"By the way, did your sister tell you that when you go to the film school, what are you going to take?"

Wang Jinglu was silent for a moment, then said casually in a low voice: "A lot, but my sister said that I will definitely pass the test easily in terms of appearance and body. If it is a talent show, my piano will definitely be fine, only improvisation, my sister. Saying that I am too timid, when I meet the examiner, I will be nervous, and I will definitely not let go, so I need to prepare in advance and go to the capital to find some teachers to teach small classes..."

Li Qian leaned back and glanced at her with a disdainful attitude, "Please, what is the appearance and shape, you can easily pass the test, do you think that being beautiful is a privilege? Tell you, for a person For actors, it doesn't really matter whether they are beautiful or not! Because movies are an art that can create beauty..."

"Besides, it is said that when the art exam came, the entire capital and the entire Shuntian Prefecture gathered 100,000 beautiful girls of the right age. That guy was crushed by a group, a group, just you little flower. , it's just that your sister looks good, but it's inconspicuous when you put it among those beauties..."

Hearing Li Qian belittle herself disdainfully there, Wang Jinglu felt that the feeling of loss in her heart just disappeared for no apparent reason, and she couldn't help but smile slightly.

A little shy, a little happy... very beautiful.