Kapitel 4: Chapter 004: Confirm Again_1
Chapter 004 Confirmation Again
Liu Shiqing has no idea how far technology has advanced in the future. With his current understanding of technology theory, he cannot comprehend the technology hidden in the signal receiver. It's like people living in a primitive society who can't understand how an airplane flies in the sky, their knowledge structure is simply too rudimentary and inadequate.
In fact, the magical effect of the signal receiver is entirely due to its built-in program. Liu Shiqing's nosebleed has contaminated the signal receiver, and the basic DNA binding between the two has taken place. That is to say, Liu Shiqing has become the sole user, owner, of this signal receiver, and every thought of his is transformed into brainwaves and received by the signal receiver. Once the receiver gets an instruction, it will perform some operations accordingly.
After leaving his house, Liu Shiqing still has some doubts, unsure whether he, just an ordinary high school student, could really possess such a magical high-tech product. What if it is just some prank toy created by someone? He's been tricked. Liu Shiqing pondered how he should objectively and impartially test this device. Of course, sending it to a scientific research institution for testing and analysis is something Liu Shiqing wouldn't do. Regardless if he could afford the hefty appraisal fees, chances are as soon as the device arrives there, it would be detained at the institution under various pretexts.
Throughout the morning, Liu Shiqing has been somewhat dazed. When it was time for lunch, Zhang Songsheng came over and patted his shoulder, "Hey man, Shiqing, got spring fever? You've been beat all morning. Tell me, do you fancy any girl? I'll send her your message."
Liu Shiqing rolls his eyes, "Do you think everyone is like you, always having the lust on their mind?"
Liu Shiqing and Zhang Songsheng spoke bluntly, completely disregarding the many female classmates in the classroom. Even some high-self-esteem male students frowned again and again at their rudeness.
Li Ziran came over and kicked Liu Shiqing's chair, "Both of you, watch your language. Several girls in our class have complained to me. They want me to report you two to the class teacher."
Zhang Songsheng waved his hand dismissively, "Ha, let them snitch. My dad said, women don't love men who are kind. Even though some girls may appear prim and proper on the surface, deep down, they can't wait to hear some spicy talk."
Before Li Ziran could respond, the class flower furrowed her eyebrows lightly and harrumphed softly. She closed her textbook, placed it on the desk, and left the classroom. As the class flower walked past the podium, she turned her head and glanced at Zhang Songsheng. Her indifferent gaze conveyed a touch of disgust.
Liu Shiqing laughed openly and gave Zhang Songsheng a thumbs-up, "Dude, you're awesome."
Zhang Songsheng, humiliated and angry, pounced on Liu Shiqing, grabbing his neck with both hands, "This is all your fault! I'll strangle you."
Liu Shiqing cried out for mercy and Zhang Songsheng reluctantly let go of him, "I'm in a bad mood, you're paying for lunch today."
Liu Shiqing turned out his empty pockets, "Can't you see? My pockets are cleaner than your face. If anyone is treating, it should be you. Isn't your family rich? The slogan of us poor folks is down with the rich, let the poor have something to eat."
Li Ziran said, "Stop messing around, you two, I'll cover today's lunch."
"Oh, how can we let you do that?" Liu Shiqing, shamelessly replied.
Li Ziran generously said, "Well, who would I be if not the class president? If my classmates are in need, I can't just ignore it."
Liu Shiqing's eyes were flicking back and forth between Li Ziran and Zhang Songsheng, "Fair enough, the class president is indeed the wisest. When the re-election for the class president comes up, I'll definitely vote for you again. Keep up the good work and next year at this time, you'll be chosen as an exemplary student, which could get you a few extra points for the college entrance examination."
The two guys and the girl sat down in a small restaurant near the school, ordered a couple of dishes, a few bowls of rice, and started to eat. Halfway through the meal, Li Ziran tried to make conversation, "Did you two hear? The Fog City Olympic Committee is accepting global entries for the 30th Olympic Games theme song in 2012, with a grand prize of 20,000 pounds. Rumor has it, if you win, you'll even be invited to attend the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games to watch the events up close."
Zhang Songsheng said, "Well, your news is a bit outdated. The theme song collection will be over in a few days. Anyone who submits a proposal now must have immense talent, otherwise, how can they beat the multitude of hopefuls and gain the favour of the Fog City Olympic Committee? "
"20,000 pounds? That's almost two hundred thousand Huaxia Currency. The English certainly are rich." Liu Shiqing smacked his lips, a thought forming in his mind. The Olympic theme song competition seemed like a great opportunity. If the signal receiver came from six hundred years in the future, he should be able to find out what the theme song for the Fog City Olympics is. Once the choice was narrowed down, Liu Shiqing could submit the song to the Olympic Organizing Committee for evaluation. Whether or not his chosen song ends up as the 30th Olympic Games theme song, as long as it's not accused of plagiarism, it would prove that the music broadcast through the signal receiver has no match in Earth's timeline. This would indirectly prove that the signal receiver is not someone's prank product.
"Shiqing, what are you thinking about? The class president asked you a few questions, but you didn't react. Be careful, she might give you a hard time later on." Zhang Songsheng jested, not caring that Li Ziran was present. He was a straightforward person, only feeling shy in front of his crush.
Liu Shiqing laughed, "No big deal. I was just wondering, if I jot down the song from my dream the other day and send it to Fog City, could I possibly win the contest and get the 20,000 pounds bonus?"
Zhang Songsheng sarcastically rebutted "Do you really think I don't know you? Do Re Mi seems like 123 to you, and you confuse music sheets with tadpoles looking for their mother. You seriously want to send your dream song to the Olympic Committee? You could at least tell me, is it about picking up cotton, or is it about Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back?"
Liu Shiqing teased back, "Get out of here, you're the one who dreams about getting married every night. You're one to talk, last time you insisted on getting the class flower's opinion on your singing at the karaoke, and she said your howling could summon wolves."
Liu Shiqing touched a nerve with Zhang Songsheng, who pointed at him with his right hand, choking on his words, unable to speak.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing, you two." Li Ziran stepped in, "Dreams can be a mystical thing. Haven't you seen the news reports about people winning the lottery with numbers they dreamt about? Maybe Liu Shiqing can dream up a song that the Olympic Committee will like. Liu Shiqing, can you hum a few notes for us? If it's good, who knows, I might be able to write it into a song for you."
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