Ye Kongqing, who was watching the live broadcast on TV at home, immediately sat up straight and excitedly opened a bag of potato chips.
A few years ago, she would never eat this kind of thing because it was unhealthy and would make her fat.
But now the spokesperson for these potato chips is her daughter, and Ye Kongqing bought some to try for a while with the idea of ​​supporting her daughter's career.
Who knew that after eating them, Ye Kongqing gradually became addicted to these snacks.
"Oh, it's all Su Yin's fault," Ye Kongqing said, eating potato chips without any burden. "It would be great if she could endorse some health products."
"But President Zhou is really creative. He let Helian Bei sing in the radio studio, and he sang for the person he loved. This was simply the most romantic thing a student could do in our era."
In fact, it was not just Ye Kongqing's generation. Countless people in front of the screen were reminded of beautiful, hazy memories by Helian Bei's action.
Wang Xingrui looked up at the starry sky and said with emotion:
"How romantic! Isn't this the plot from a novel? The handsome school hunk sings a love song just for the heroine in the radio room. What a beautiful youth!"
Lin Xuan'er and Tang Yue got goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Stop, stop, stop," Tang Yue interrupted Wang Xingrui's thoughts: "If the girl doesn't like him, this situation will be so embarrassing!"
"Indeed," Lin Xuan'er nodded. "But you can't dwell on this kind of scene. It's better to keep some romance in the air."
"Are we getting too caught up in the drama?" Su Yin interrupted them. "This is clearly the scene leading to Brother Bei's singing!"
The audience was already familiar with Zhou Yiyang's routine and knew that this was just a design to let Helian Bei sing.
However, when they saw this scene, they still couldn't help but start to recall.
I recall the high-spirited boy in my class, the girl on the playground whose smile captivated everyone, and the deskmate they sat at day and night together...
Helian Bei sat in the radio station, and the camera naturally switched to the room where he was.
Helian Bei held the microphone for a while, said hello several times, and then continued:
"This song is dedicated to my former deskmate. I just want to ask, how are you?
It's called "My Deskmate."
After finishing speaking, Helian Bei plucked the strings skillfully. The melodious guitar sound caught the attention of every listener and brought them back to the era of fluttering white clothes.
Everyone who has ever been to school has had a deskmate.
Some people may still clearly remember the face of their deskmate when he was young, remember a certain sentence you said, and remember a certain hilarious moment.
Some people racked their brains but couldn't seem to recall their deskmate's face, as if their memories were covered in dust. They even forgot her name, yet they felt inexplicably sad.
The middle school and even elementary school students who were watching the show were obviously more excited about the song.
Because they still remember their deskmate, maybe they had a fight with their deskmate yesterday!
When the college students at the scene heard the title of the song, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
They have all gotten over the days of being at the same table with each other every day.
Yue Shao and the other three all went to high school and had desk mates.
At this moment, they all closed their eyes, wanting to follow Helian Bei's singing and get on the time machine to meet their classmates.
Helian Bei's singing never disappoints people. Even though this is a folk song that is not difficult, he still sings it so seriously.
As soon as he opened his mouth, people were intoxicated by his deep, magnetic voice.
Will you remember tomorrow
The diary you wrote yesterday
Will you still miss me tomorrow?
You who used to love crying the most
However, these four short lines of lyrics shocked many people's hearts.
"As expected of Mr. Zhou!" Lao Ma patted his thigh again. He felt that after watching this evening show, he might become a fan of Zhou Yiyang. "The lyrics are not obscure at all, and they are so charming."
"And this tune isn't difficult either," Xiao Fei tried humming it, realizing he already knew it. "This kind of song would really go viral in school, and it would be incredibly popular!"
"Of course," Old Yang had even started memorizing the lyrics. "As long as I learn this song, carry a guitar and sing downstairs in the girls' dormitory, I'll be single in no time!"
"Come on!" Old Ma laughed. "Do you have a face like Helian Bei? And with that hoarse voice of yours, what if you scare people? But, do you still remember what your deskmate looked like?"
Old Yang shook his head and said seriously, "You make me think about it, but I really can't remember. I was naughty and mischievous back then, and I often changed desk mates. To be more precise, no one wanted to sit at the same table with me."
"I can see that," Lao Ma smiled. "I'm different. My deskmate in elementary school was very pretty, and all the boys in the class envied me. She also had a special fragrance. Whenever I think of her, I can almost smell it. So when I hear this song, I feel a little sad. After graduation, we never contacted each other again."
"Maybe he's already married." Xiao Fei guessed ruthlessly.
The teachers can no longer remember
You who can't guess the question
I also happened to flip through the photos
I just remembered you, my deskmate.
The next four lines of lyrics by Helian Bei are even more realistic. For many people, their deskmate is already a distant existence.
But one day you will think of her, and then beautify that past, and also beautify her in your memory.
Helian Bei sang this song very easily without using any techniques. Everyone who heard it had only one feeling - comfortable.
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