2015, Spring

AQ City, Hui'an University Town, Jinhong Tiandi Building B, Geweixuan 202, a group of students from Anqing University are having a dinner, including men and women.

The dinner was over, and the tabletop cups and plates were in a mess, and few people were eating.

Some of the students were smoking, some were playing with their phones, some were chatting, talking about interesting things that happened in the school recently, social hot events, and gossip that they heard from unknown places.

A male classmate made jokes at the right time and added a little color, which made the boys laugh, while most of the girls covered their mouths and laughed secretly, and the atmosphere was very lively.

The door of the private room opened quietly.

Fang Qing walked in and sat down at the food delivery seat closest to the door.

The smoker was still smoking, the mobile phone was still playing with the mobile phone, and the chatter was still chatting. A girl who was familiar with the joker said "hate" with a coquettish voice and waved a pink fist. She was soft and had no lethality, which made the narrator more proud and continued to speak with a gaze.

No one caught a glance, the excitement here had nothing to do with him.

He has become accustomed to it. He has been through this for the past 20 years, and in the foreseeable future...

Fang Qing was in a trance for a moment.

【What will happen in the future? Am I still so inconspicuous?】

A voice sounded in his heart.

【I don't remember.】

Fang Qing responded to this question in his heart, [I really don’t remember it, even how I died, I don’t remember it… I have a really bad memory.]

Thinking of this, Fang Qing laughed, but it was even more ugly than crying.

Fortunately, no one looked at him, so no one noticed his strange behavior, and no one knew that the young man sitting at the door had changed his soul: he was still Fang Qing, but he was not Fang Qing, who was 20 years old, but 36 years old, from Fang Qing in 2031.

Returning to youth should be a good thing. Even if you don’t behead your pig to celebrate, you shouldn’t be frowning, but Fang Qing is really not happy.

The reason is very simple, he lost his memory.

His memory only stays until the present in 2015, and he doesn't remember anything about the future, except for one thing: he will die young in the autumn of 2031, the cause of death...

I don't remember it.

...This fucking God!

There's more to fucking than that.

Fang Qing discovered that with his rebirth, the "20-year-old him" did not seem to disappear naturally and still live in this body. He could occasionally feel the other person's existence, just as a voice suddenly spoke in his heart and asked him a question, that was when he was 20 years old.

Is this considered a split personality? Are 20-year-old Fang Qing and 36-year-old Fang Qing the same person or two? Am I me? God, your mother’s surname is?...

Fang Qing fell into a series of philosophical thinking.

"Fang Qing."

A sudden voice woke him up.

Fang Qing looked up and saw that it was the boy who told a color joke before.

Although I can't remember everything in the future, what was replaced by those already bleak and dusty young memories became more vivid than ever before, so Fang Qing immediately recognized the boy named Zhao Jianping.

Zhao Jianping is from the Foreign Languages ​​School and is active. He organized this friendship and dinner.

"Fang Qing also participated in this joint venture,"

Zhao Jianping pointed at Fang Qing with his hand and said to the boy sitting in the main seat with a smile, "Maybe you can meet in the game!"

"oh?"

The boy raised his eyebrows, as if he was quite surprised, then looked in the direction of Fang Qing and said with interest: "Other departments have heard of singing couplets, but it is really rare to participate in the creation couplet."

The boy's name is Wei Lun, and he is from the composition department.

In terms of appearance, Wei Lun is the best among the boys in the private room. His clothes are much fashionable than other students, and he looks very prominent at first glance.

As for the "Singing League" they mentioned, the full name of Xia National Anthem Singing League and the full name of "Chuanglian" Xia National Anthem Singing League are all national talent shows in Daxia every year. Chuanglian was in the first half of the year and singing league was in the second half of the year.

As the topic changed and Wei Lun's gaze was changed, several classmates on the dining table also looked at Fang Qing, including the girl sitting on Wei Lun's left hand.

"After all, compared with singing leagues, the professional qualities required by Chuanglian are still too strong and the threshold is too high."

Wei Lun continued, not asking why Fang Qing participated in the Creation League - no one cared about that thing.

"If you only need to know how to sing and you dare to sign up, you can get it. However, creating a couplet requires works. People who have not learned it specifically don't even know what the four major pieces of composition are, and they can't even write the score, so they have no idea how to start."

Several gazes that had fallen to Fang Qing before flashed the water and fell back to Wei Lun.

"Of course, it's not that non-professionals must not work. Tan Xiaosheng, the big guy in the circle, debuted as a non-professional in 2006."

Wei Lun talks freely, quotes classics, and talks about celebrities in the entertainment industry from the Creation League to the anecdotes of celebrities.

"The Summer, which he won the championship back then, is still a classic today, with amazing talent. It is really hard to imagine that this is an amateur work, but there are still very few geniuses like this who are extremely talented."

"By the way, this guy came to our composition department to give an open class this year. I was sitting in the first row..."

Wei Lun is like a person from another world, talking about things that ordinary college students cannot touch. Sometimes big stars who can only be seen on the news appear, so he immediately attracted everyone's attention, which made people fascinated, and it felt quite fresh and exciting to peek into the privacy of celebrities.

Fang Qing's eyes were on the girl on Wei Lun's left hand.

【She has seen it!】

When the girl saw it, the voice in his heart sounded again.

Fang Qing could feel the emotions of 20 years old: excitement, excitement, shyness, and nervousness. He wanted the other person to look at him, but was afraid that the other person would look at him. When the other person's eyes glanced over him and turned to Wei Lun again, the ease and loss that surged in his heart was extremely complex and real.

This is youth...

Just one word, so young!

Fang Qing experienced the feeling that seemed like a long time ago and was deeply moved.

At the same time, he also looked at the girl, looking extremely carefully, as if he was paying attention to the miraculous female corpse of the Mawangdui of Yuan Han - in fact, it was almost the same.

The girl looks good and has a first love face. She looks very pure, and is the type that makes people want to fall in love.

Her name is Zhong Lei, from the School of Foreign Languages. Fang Qing met her at a school event and fell in love with her at first sight. However, unlike the transparent Fang Qing, the outstanding Zhong Lei is very popular, and there are always many people around her. Fang Qing can only look at her silently in the crowd.

After Fang Qing signed up for the Creation League, his roommate asked him why he suddenly wanted to visit the Creation League.

"For the sake of musical dreams", this was Fang Qing's answer at the time, but only God knew that Fang Qing's real dream was actually to open a bathhouse and be the boss.

The real reason why he participated in the Creation League was actually a sentence from Zhong Lei.

"I think boys who can sing, especially those who can write songs are particularly attractive."

Because of Zhong Lei's words, Fang Qing was so angry that he saved food expenses to buy two introductory books for composing, and then participated in the Creation League.

He thought, maybe she could see him this way, right?

Then……

[Even if you go to Chuanglian, no matter how good the song you write, how well you sing, or even defeat everyone, the most you can gain from this "judge" will be the only sentence "The king of karaoke is you."]

Fang Qing has different views on this matter.

Although he forgot everything about the future, he is not the 20-year-old. A lot of life experience has penetrated into his soul, which makes the world he sees completely different from when he was young.

[What's more, you can't sing and write songs. This is not something that can be solved by buying two books. Even if this "judgment" really sees you, he will only be bored by you and yawn without the "then" you think.]

The young "he" strongly resisted Fang Qing's idea.

"He" didn't want to believe it, but Fang Qing did not make such a judgment randomly.

[If you recall it carefully, you will find that she has never shown much interest in music. Her words at that time were also said to Wei Lun, not you. If Wei Lun is from the sports department, then her hobby is probably running or javelin. In addition, you also need to take a closer look at yourself...]

Fang Qing showed a lot of basis for him to make that kind of judgment before his young self.

As these truths that "he" did not notice were revealed one by one, and naturally deduced to the most rational and cruel result, "he" began to shake, then hesitate, and eventually collapsed.

In just a moment, the sky collapsed, and sadness was as sad as the sea, swallowing "him". Fang Qing felt the deep sadness.

It's great to be young.

Fang Qing experienced this long-lost emotion and sighed.

This kind of strong emotion that will make you live to the death after losing love, seems to have not been around for a long time, and is full of the smell of youth, which makes him feel pain and joy.

But the next moment, Fang Qing's attention was diverted and he frowned.

Something in his mind seemed to be loosening - this gave Fang Qing a feeling, as if his emotions had become fish hooks, fishing something out of the sea level of memory.

As the young "him"'s self-pitying mood became stronger and stronger, those things became more and more loose, and finally, they rushed up from the depths of their memory!

That is sound, instrument, and melody.

I didn't sing well enough, don't frown, I'm willing to make an appointment with you until death... I sing twenty true songs for you, and the microphone was moved by me, no one was involved with me, why did you say that the king of karaoke is me... I just want to be immersed in love with you in the future, and your yawning is absolutely absolutely impossible, so it melts me...

It was a song, and it was even more of an emotion, Fang Qing’s emotions at this moment.

The young "he" seemed to have found a soulmate or a sheltered port, and immediately immersed in this song, mourning for himself and being moved by himself, which seemed to make the "him" more painful.

The song of the future?

Fang Qing was stunned.

As of 2015, he could not find any impression of this song "King of K Songs". From this strange way of appearance, it may be that his future memory has awakened because of some opportunity!
To be continued...