14 years time difference

The house on Meixi South Road is a large two-bedroom unit. The Du family bought a duplex on the top floor, with two rooms on the upper and lower floors.Du's parents and Du's mother live in the downstairs master bedroom, and Du Siren lives in the upstairs master bedroom. When buying the house, the eldest son Du Shen has already gone to East China to go to university, so the downstairs second bedroom is reserved for him, and the upstairs is the second bedroom. The second bedroom is a utility room.

Now, Lin Zhique lives in the room where her father lived briefly when he was young.

In the bag she brought from 2019, apart from her ID card, there were only four things, lipstick, powder, mobile phone and charging cable, and she left everything else in the hotel where she stayed.The phone can be charged all the time, but she can only look at the photos inside to prove that 2019 is not a dream, and she is not crazy.In addition, here, her iPhone is useless, and all the apps are black screens.

If she couldn't go back, how would she survive in this world as a person without identity?She has foreseen the development trend of the times. If she has the capital, she can use the identity of Dusi people to invest. Dusi people will enter the entertainment industry in the future, and there must be many network resources around her. In addition, she is familiar with the Internet industry. Make a career out of it.With money and connections, identity is not a problem...

She had to hold onto the Dusi people firmly, like holding onto a key piece on a chessboard.

She thought so calmly, almost cold-bloodedly.

The day after the inexplicable crossing, Lin Zhique bought a newspaper at the newsstand at the entrance of the community, gave the change, and then took the bus to the talent market.She wandered around outside the market a few times, found a timid man holding a stack of business cards in his hand, and gave him 150 yuan to get a certificate for her.

She flipped through the newspapers to see what was happening in this era: the Secretary-General of the United Nations is still Kofi Annan, the National People’s Congress passed the anti-secession law, the stock market continued to decline, and major cities successively banned motorcycles... The headline of the local edition was Jincheng’s first subway line Announced the start of construction.She read it in and out, and none of the articles was about when scientists would be able to build a time machine.The bus stop outside the talent market was full of migrant workers waiting for work, and one of them looked up and asked her, "Sister, can you lend me the newspaper?"

Lin Zhique looked at him helplessly, and handed over the newspaper: "I'll see you off."

She scanned the bus stop sign up and down, wondering what to do next.There are 6 buses passing through the talent market, 3 of which go to the same terminal, "Jincheng Art College".Dusey's school.

A bus was coming into the station at this time, and the brakes made a long and melodious sound. A man got off the bus and shouted: "Is there anyone who can do the cement work? Three people are needed." Lin Zhique standing by the door.Lin Zhique thought to himself, never mind him.She strode into the car, and the door creaked shut behind her.

The art college where Du Siren studied is located in the outermost part of the urban area, but the urban area is not large. It only takes 50 minutes to travel from the starting point to the terminal by bus.The side entrance of the school leads to a long and narrow pedestrian street. There are many shops along the street, all kinds of snacks, clothing stores, jewelry and stationery, renting books and discs, and computer maintenance.It happened to be the weekend, and the street was bustling with young people. Lace-trimmed clothing is still very popular this year. Narrow-leg pants, short tops and Converse shoes are the trend of college students. Lin Zhique walked from one end of the street to the other. The only brand store I still know is Yichun. Among the boys who pass by, at least 10 have oversized Adidas printed on their chests. Every store is playing the most popular songs at the moment. Walking past the grocery store, it is displayed at the door. There is a price tag on the hot dog stove: 1 yuan per dog.

The sky is cloudy, the city doesn't get much sunshine, and the air is humid.

Jinyi’s iron gate was brand new, a pair of students walked by, one asked the other, when was the new gate installed here?Another answer, don't you know?There was a girl from the dance department who dated a social person. The two of them were in a grove downstairs in the dormitory in the middle of the night, and they were caught by the security department.

Lin Zhique stood on the opposite side of the iron gate, turned around, behind him was a video store, not all video stores, there was a window on one side of the store, selling drinks, and the special water sign said: pearl milk tea, 5 yuan/1 Cup, 6 yuan/2 cups.The glass of the store next to it is covered with album posters of singers layer upon layer, with new ones covering the old ones.On the poster of Guangliang's "Fairy Tale", someone wrote a few large characters with a red pen: "You can't be my prince".

There are two latest posters, one is "Ticket agent, please come in to buy, April 4th Stars Campus Concert, "I Have a Date with Spring"", which looks like it was designed with PPT.There is also a handwritten note: "Recruitment, full-time shop assistants, students do not disturb."

This store is called "Boutique Audio and Video" and has no other name.

There was a noise of two people bickering inside the store, and a procrastinating male voice said, "Crazy woman, don't post my store indiscriminately."

The other is a young girl: "No, as my brother, you must support my work, or I will go home and burn all your video tapes."

The girl who spoke walked out of the store quickly, passed by Lin Zhique, and said to her briskly: "Please let me go." Then she raised her hand and pasted a huge poster on the glass, and all of a sudden the ticket agent , recruiting staff, and Guangliang's faces were all covered tightly.

The huge title on the poster reads: "2005 Loves Female Voices".The second line is: "The five major singing areas are about to explode".

Another unshaven young man came out of the store, with half a cigarette in his mouth, and scolded his sister contemptuously: "Look at how ugly your poster design is, is your company going bankrupt, please make three copies by yourself For work."

The girl replied: "The money for the show was borrowed by our vice president and the music network. If there is money, we can find a designer." She smoothed the poster, "However, when the show becomes popular, we will It will definitely create the hottest rookie in the music scene in the country, and the brokerage fee alone will be enough for me to buy your shabby store ten times."

Love female voices, music.com... Lin Zhique froze in place. The girl had already pasted up the poster. Looking back, she looked very young, younger than Lin Zhique. She was about the age of just graduating from university. She cut a Thick bangs, but can't cover a pair of big and radiant eyes.

A whimsical idea suddenly flashed in Lin Zhique's mind, as if there was a certain rope in the river of time. She followed this rope and would inevitably reach a certain end point to come to this place in 2005.

She seemed to see time passing by quickly on the face of the girl in front of her, following the light in her eyes, carving fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and wearing away her baby-fat cheeks... Then she went backwards again, back to Now, back to 2005.

In front of her was Li Miaomiao in 2005.

At this time, there is no Whale Star music, and Li Miaomiao is very young and an executive manager of an artist who loves culture.

Li Miaomiao glanced at her in a daze for no apparent reason, then turned to the shop owner and said, "I'm leaving. I'll take the night flight to Guangzhou tonight. If there are any beautiful seedlings who come to consult our program, please introduce them to me." , it’s best to let someone fill out the registration form on the spot.” She turned to look at Lin Zhique again, took out a form from her satchel, and stuffed it into Lin Zhique’s hand: “Student, if you like singing, let’s find out. "

The boss booed her: "Go, go, don't harass my customers."

Li Miaomiao smiled brightly, and hurriedly left.

The boss threw the cigarette butts into the trash can on the street, and took out the cigarette case in his pocket. It was empty. He crushed the paper box and threw it away again. He lifted the hem of the crumpled long-sleeved T-shirt and scratched it. Scratching his belly, he yawned.

Lin Zhique looked at the poster and then at him.

He was absent-minded, as if he didn't want to talk to him at first, but after being stared at by Lin Zhique for a few times, he finally asked, "What are you looking for? You don't really want to sign up for this stupid competition, do you?"

Lin Zhique shook her head: "Is your store recruiting? I'm looking for a job." She pointed to the job recruitment notice that had been covered up on the glass wall.

She is determined to move forward along this rope, perhaps it connects 2005 and 2019.

The store looked like the one she used to shop in as a teenager, and she had an inexplicable liking for it.When the road ahead is at a loss, she always listens to her intuition.

The boss looked at her.

"How old are you?"

"27 is old."

"Not local?"

"No."

He nodded: "Okay, every morning at 10 o'clock, you are in charge of opening the store, and I can't get up. It's 1200 yuan a month." He took out 10 yuan from his butt pocket, "Can you go to the grocery store over there to help me buy bags? Smoke? Baisha."

After Lin Zhique bought the cigarettes, the boss poked his head out of the drink window and handed her a huge cup of pearl milk tea.

He said: "The students here call me Director Li. You can call me that too."

She put on a straw and took a sip. The 2005 milk tea was sweet and smelled like cheap creamer.