Screams and cheers filled every student's mobile phone. Some easily excited little girls couldn't help but cover their mouths in the cameras of classmates from the Propaganda Department. They were so happy that they lost their voices and burst into tears.
Fortunately, they still wanted to hear Yang Qian sing. Even though they were in a turbulent mood, when Yang Qian walked back to the stage with his guitar in his arms, the sound in the auditorium calmed down a little.
When Yang Qian gently plucked the strings and began to twist the knob on the neck to tune, the noisy sound below the stage completely quieted down.
Still very qualified.
Yang Qian actually hoped that they would shout for a while, because if they didn't shout, Yang Qian, who was adjusting the sound, would have to speak. Otherwise, everyone would watch him adjust the sound, and the scene would be more embarrassing.
"Today's song is called "You at the same table". It was actually inspired by a friend's story and was written with emotion. I sing it here to everyone, mainly because I hope that the junior brothers and sisters will cherish what is in front of them.
In campus life, cherish the friends in front of you and the loved ones in front of you. I hope everyone will not leave any regrets in their college career!"
What Yang Qian wants to sing is "You at the Same Desk". Obviously, this song is not inspired by a friend's story.
But it's okay for him to say so.
After all, Yang Qian had never been in love during his student life, and there was no girl at the same table for him to miss. Otherwise, it would be easy for those unscrupulous entertainment reporters to interpret it randomly.
And if others ask questions, Yang Qian also has a shield.
Well, isn’t that what the company’s newly signed singers, Liang Jianhui and Teacher Xiaoliang, are like this?
The love affair in college was vigorous, but in the end it was nothing.
Many years later, when I think about it, I can only sigh and regret lingering in my heart.
Of course, Yang Qian will not sell Teacher Xiaoliang easily. After all, it is someone else’s privacy and is not suitable to be made public!
After the applause from the audience ended, Yang Qian began to play the guitar. It didn't matter if he didn't have a harmonica. He sang softly along with the melody of the guitar.
"Will you remember tomorrow?
The diary you wrote yesterday,
Will you still miss me tomorrow?
You used to cry the most..."
It is a very simple song, unlike when Yang Qian sang "So Many People in the World" before, the rhythm of the voice changes quickly, and a lot of singing skills are used.
In this song, Yang Qian really just sang it slowly and softly, without any technique, just with a light emotion.
It seems to be as clear as water, but in fact, if you taste it carefully, it is a mixture of sadness and bitterness!
"My Deskmate", the title of this song, makes people feel uncomfortable in their hearts.
Because even college students will think of the girls they secretly liked in high school or junior high school.
Maybe they have changed their appearance now, or maybe they have left campus and no longer study, or maybe there are other boys around them...
But in their memories, they still look pretty and innocent, they are still the girls next door with long ponytails.
Every sentence is sung by you, every sentence that touches the heart is me...
"The teachers can't even remember it.
You who can’t guess the problem,
I also accidentally looked through photos,
I just thought of you at the same table..."
I don’t know who started it, but when Yang Qian was singing softly, the students below the stage slowly shook their arms rhythmically, as if they were beating the beat for him.
But even though Yang Qian sang quietly, the auditorium was still quiet, and no one made any noise.
Maybe it’s because of listening to the song quietly like this that you can more directly feel the emotional influence of this song that is different from the friendly and gentle singing style!
The power of memory is the most powerful, especially the memories of youth.
Many students below the stage were touched when they heard this passage.
"Where's my former deskmate? Where's that girl who loves to laugh? Why did I forget about her when I went to college?"
"That year in my second year of high school, I met that silly boy who liked to protect me. Is there a girl he likes around him now?"
"It was only when I flipped through the photos that I thought of you at the same table. The photos on my phone are kept fresh forever, but you have become blurry in my memory..."
"We agreed to work hard together, get admitted to the same school together, and continue to be classmates for four more years. But now, you stay in your hometown and I come to the south."
Not only the boys, but also the girls were deeply touched. Although they were screaming for Yang Qian just now, but now, all they think about are memories that they have forgotten for a long time.
"Who married you who is sentimental,
Who read your diary?
Who tied up your long hair?
Who made your wedding dress..."
This chorus is really killing me.
Not to mention the students in the audience, even Song Huafeng who was standing in the background had red eyes and couldn't help but rub his nose for fear of tears pouring out.
Song Huafeng, who is over 30 years old, has made further progress in his career.
But career success is based on the sacrifice of personal and emotional life.
After so many years of busy work, Song Huafeng is still alone, still carrying a computer bag and wearing black-rimmed glasses, just like when he was in his twenties, walking on campus in a hurry, and ten years have passed.
In the past ten years, colleagues around him have gotten married and had babies, but he seems to be the only one who is still "standing still".
In appearance, he still looks as youthful as before, but the physical changes are an indisputable fact!
"Your deskmate...she is over two years old now, right?"
Song Huafeng didn’t have you at the same table, but the chorus still reminded him of a girl he had been with before. This was also the real reason why he had a hard time letting go and didn’t dare to start again for so many years.
Three years ago, Song Huafeng received her invitation because apart from being together once, they were actually very good classmates.
She thought he had given up on him, and everyone had a good time chatting with him at several class reunions, and no longer struggled with it.
So she sent him an invitation.
But due to the epidemic, Song Huafeng was unable to make the trip. He was also glad that he did not see her looking happy as a married woman with her long hair tied up.
In fact, it's quite good. She is very happy now, her husband treats her well, and her children are growing up little by little.
If she followed him, he might not be able to give her more companionship and a better life due to his busy work as a counselor...
"...The sky was always blue at that time,
The days always pass too slowly,
You always say graduation is far away,
They all went their separate ways in the blink of an eye..."
There seemed to be a faint sigh in Yang Qian's singing.
This sigh directly penetrated the hearts of many students.
This year's freshman year, this year's sophomore year...
But after graduation, there will always be a time limit. After we say goodbye, we really go our separate ways, and seeing each other again is truly far away.
Yang Qian sang slowly, and tears slowly filled the cheeks of many classmates.