I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

After sleeping until two o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Xian woke up.

Walking into the bathroom and taking a shower, the whole person suddenly felt refreshed.

Seeing that Zhang Kai and the others were still sleeping, Lin Xian took out the pen and copybook and began to practice calligraphy.

Practicing calligraphy is not only boring, but also requires long-term persistence. Once it is broken for a few days, it will relax and it will be difficult to pick it up again.

After he calmed down, he quickly entered the state. In the quiet small bedroom, there was gradually a rustling sound of the pen rubbing against the paper...

Halfway through, Zhang Kai woke up, but when he saw Lin Xian practicing calligraphy, he didn't bother him, and walked to the bathroom to wash up.

Back in the small dormitory, Zhang Kai looked at Lin Xian quietly, feeling a little despair in his heart.

The scary thing is not that someone is better than you, but that those who are better work harder than you.

Zhang Kai felt this way at the moment.

Thinking about it from another perspective, he felt that if he had the conditions of Xian Lin, he might not be able to calm down and practice calligraphy at all.

After writing the last word, Lin Xian put down the pen and let out a long breath.

After more than 20 days of uninterrupted practice, he finally entered the entry-level in the field of hard pen calligraphy.

After Wang Zejing and several others got up, the six of them walked out of the dormitory, went to the finance office to pay the bills, and then went to get broadband.

Along the way, seniors and sisters continued to sell second-hand washing machines to them.

These second-hand washing machines are all left over from their use, and the price is very cheap, only four or five hundred yuan.

Seeing that Zhang Kai, Sun Jiacheng and others were about to make a move, Lin Xian said, "You don't need to worry about the washing machine. I'll buy a new one then."

After all, it will take four years. Second-hand washing machines are unsafe and prone to failure. It is better to buy a new one.

Hearing this, Zhang Kai waved his hand and said, "Brother Lin, how can you make money alone, let's share it together!"

Lei Hongguang and Sun Jiacheng also nodded in agreement.

"Don't tell me, you all know that I am not short of money. But I am afraid of trouble, so I will pay, and you will contribute."

Lin Xian said, took out 3,000 yuan from his wallet, handed it to Zhang Kai, and said, "You will buy a washing machine later. If the money is not enough, I will supply you later."

He proposed to buy a new washing machine, and he should have paid for it, but the errands were left to others.

Zhang Kai took the money and asked, "Brother Lin, where are you going?"

"I still have something to do. I'm going to South Street in the city center."

Wang Zejing on the side said, "I'm familiar with South Street in the city center, I'll go with you!"

So, the six of them split up, Wang Kai and four went to buy a washing machine, while Wang Zejing accompanied Lin Xian to South Street.

In the taxi, Wang Zejing couldn't help but ask, "Brother Lin, why are you going to South Street?"

"Buy a guitar!"

Lin Xian smiled.

Although he has a guitar at home, it was an entry-level product he bought when he first learned guitar several years ago. Now that his guitar skills have reached level six, the guitar at home can no longer keep up with his rhythm.

In fact, there are also piano shops in Xianlin University Town, but most of them are black-hearted businessmen who cheat students out of money.

"Fuck, Brother Lin, do you still play the guitar?" Wang Zejing was full of surprise.

"I know more things." Lin Xian smiled slightly.

South Street in the center of the city is the most prosperous commercial street in Jinling, where there is a street of piano shops, which sells all kinds of high-quality musical instruments.

After getting off the taxi, Lin Xian went straight to the largest piano shop.

At this point, the business of the piano shop seemed very deserted.

The boss is a middle-aged man with long hair and a beard, full of literature and decadence.

At this moment, I am sitting behind the cashier, playing with my mobile phone.

Seeing someone entering the store, the boss stood up and greeted, "What do you two want to buy? Just look at it!"

"Do you have a folk guitar?" Lin Xian asked.

"Yes, over here!"

After the boss said it, he brought the two to a display stand.

There are more than ten guitars hanging on the display rack, with different shapes.

After Lin Xian took a look, he quickly fell in love with a guitar and asked, "Can you give it a try?"

"Okay, but you move lightly and don't mess up."

Taking over the guitar, Lin Xian plucked the strings a few times, tried the feel, and then played a song when you are old.

For a time, the beautiful and beautiful melody slowly flowed in the piano row.

The sound quality of this guitar is pure and there is no audible noise. And the tone is also very good, the treble is bright and clear, the midrange is gorgeous and soft, and the bass is strong and powerful. Coupled with Lin Xian's superb playing skills, Wang Zejing and the owner of the piano shop couldn't help but enjoy it.

After playing a song, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Boss, that's all!"

The owner of the piano shop is also a second person. He said, "This is a folk guitar for the 60th anniversary of Kapok. Seeing that my brother is also in the circle, I'll give you 16,000 yuan and make you 200 yuan."

"Row!"

Lin Xian didn't write any ink, he took out his bank card and handed it over.

The boss really didn't cheat him. The price of the 60th anniversary folk guitar of Kapok is 16,800 on the official website. The purchase price may be cheaper, but it is only a thousand dollars cheaper.

Said to earn him 200 yuan, not a cent.

...

When we got back to school, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Carrying the guitar case back to the bedroom, the two found that the network cable had been installed, and Zhang Kai and the other four had not returned.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xianxi hurriedly took out the alien notebook and asked, "Pharaoh, can you play LOL?"

"That is necessary, I am the king of the first district!" Wang Zejing said proudly.

Lin Xian was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "Okay, Old Wang, even the kings of the first district can go professional."