I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish Quietly

Chapter 45

Pushing the door into the dormitory, Wang Zejing did not fall asleep.

The small fan is useless at all, the wind blowing out is all hot, turning over and over on the bed one by one.

Lin Xian put down the fruits and sunscreen, took out the remote control of the air conditioner, and turned on the air conditioners in both rooms.

The remote control for the air conditioner in the aunt at the dormitory station is equivalent to a master key, and the air conditioner in the entire dormitory can be used.

Feeling the cool breeze from the air conditioner, Wang Zejing exaggerated: “Brother Lin, you are really my brother! You came back in time!”

“Sleep for a while, wake up and pay the air-conditioning rent, and take the network cable by the way.”

In such a hot afternoon, there is nothing more comfortable than turning on the air conditioner to sleep.

Lin Xian woke up when he slept until two o’clock in the afternoon.

Going into the bathroom and taking a shower, the whole person is refreshed.

Seeing Zhang Kai and the others were still asleep, Lin Xian took out his pen and calligraphy post and began to practice calligraphy.

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

After sinking his heart, he quickly entered the state. In the quiet small bedroom, there were gradually rustling sounds of pen rubbing paper…

In the middle of the journey, Zhang Kai woke up, but seeing Lin Xian contemplating his calligraphy, he didn’t bother him, and walked gently to the bathroom to wash.

Back in the small bedroom, Zhang Kai looked at Lin Xian quietly, feeling a little desperate.

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

This is how Zhang Kai feels at this moment.

Thinking about it in another way, he felt that if he had Lin Xian’s conditions, he might not be able to calm down and practice calligraphy at all.

After writing the last word, Lin Xian put down his pen and took a deep 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’s group of people got up, the six people walked out of the dormitory, went to the financial office to pay the bill, and then went to get broadband.

Along the way, seniors and sisters kept selling second-hand washing machines to them.

These second-hand washing machines are left over from their use. The price is very cheap, only four to five hundred yuan.

Seeing Zhang Kai, Sun Jiacheng and others ready to move, Lin Xian said, “Don’t worry about the washing machine. I will buy a new one when that happens.”

After all, it will take four years. A second-hand washing machine is not safe and prone to malfunction. It is better to buy a new one.

Hearing this, Zhang Kai waved his hand and said, “Brother Lin, how can you make the money alone, let’s share it equally!”

Lei Hongguang and Sun Jiacheng nodded in agreement.

“Don’t tell me, you also know that I don’t need money. But I am afraid of trouble, so I pay and you 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 replenish you later.”

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

Zhang Kai took the money in a daze, and asked, “Brother Lin, where are you going?”

“I still have something to go to the South Street in the city center.”

Wang Zejing on the side opened his mouth and said, “I’m familiar with South Street in the city center, let me go with you!”

As a result, the six moved separately, Wang Kai and the four went to buy a washing machine, while Wang Zejing accompanied Lin Xian to South Street.

In the taxi, Wang Zejing couldn’t help asking: “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 introductory product that he bought when he first learned guitar years ago. With his current guitar skills reaching level 6, the guitar at home can no longer keep up with his rhythm.

In fact, Xianlin University City also has a piano shop, but most of the music shops here are dark-hearted businessmen who cheat students’ money.

“Fuck, Brother Lin, do you still play the guitar?” Wang Zejing was surprised.

“I have too many things to know.” Lin Xian smiled slightly.

Downtown South Street is the most prosperous commercial street in Jinling, where there is a piano shop street, which specializes in a variety of high-quality musical instruments.

After getting off the taxi, Lin Xian went straight to the largest music store.

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

The boss is a middle-aged man, with long hair and beard, full of literary and decadent atmosphere.

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

Seeing someone entering the store, the boss stood up and said, “What are you going to buy? Just look at it!”

“Are there any folk guitars?” Lin Xian asked.

“Yes, over here!”

The boss said, and took the two to a display stand.

There are more than a dozen guitars with different shapes on the display rack.

Lin Xian took a look at it, and quickly selected a guitar, and asked, “Can you give it a try?”

“Yes, but you should act lightly and don’t make any noise.”

After receiving the guitar, Lin Xian plucked the strings a few times, tried the feel, and then played a song when you were old.

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

The sound quality of this guitar is pure, no noise can be heard. 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 show their enjoyment.

After playing a song, Lin Xian smiled and said, “Boss, that’s it!”

The owner of the piano shop is also a second person, and he said: “This is a folk guitar for the 60th anniversary of Cotton Tree Drive. My brother is also a member of the circle. Give me 16,000 and earn you 200 yuan.”

“Row!”

Lin Xian took out the bank card and handed it over.

This boss really didn’t cheat him. The Kapok’s 60th anniversary folk guitar is priced at 16,800 on the official website. The purchase price may be cheaper, but it is only a thousand yuan cheaper.

He said that he earned 200 yuan, not a single point.

…

When I returned to school, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Back to the bedroom with the guitar case on their backs, the two found that the network cable had been installed, and Zhang Kai and the others had not returned.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xian hurriedly took out the alien notebook and asked: “Pharaoh, can you play LOL?”

“That is necessary, I am the king of a district!” Wang Zejing said proudly.

Lin Xian was taken aback, surprised: “Yes, Lao Wang, all the kings of the district can go to the profession.”

Wang Zejing nodded and said solemnly: “I have the idea of ​​playing professionally, but I’m only second in the rank of silver. I will contact those teams when I become the champion.”

What is it?

Silver II?

“Didn’t you say that you are the king?” Lin Xian raised his eyebrows.

“I do have the strength of a king, but my luck is too bad. I always encounter pitfalls and teammates, so I am temporarily stuck in Silver Two.”

Seeing his serious appearance, Lin Xian couldn’t help but fall into contemplation…