There are so many, there's not a single gap left for the eyes.
"And the eighth one?"
Jue Lun snapped out of his daze, his eyes red; these songs had stirred up his emotions.
Just as everyone was looking forward to the eighth song, Zhang San's voice suddenly rang out.
"The eighth song is one he sang for his fans, and it's called 'I Believe'."
Although this song wasn't as widely sung as the previous seven, it's safe to say that almost every student back then had heard it.
Because this song gave youth a certain meaning and gave effort a certain belief, it became the song that dominated the school back then.
As the song began, everyone stopped caring why Zhou Tianyi had changed his style; all they knew was that they seemed to have been transported back to their old school days.
Writing furiously and studying late into the night are the hallmarks of youth.
Even after many years, it is still played by some schools and has become an inspirational song for countless students.
During the college entrance examination that year, our exceptional homeroom teacher played this song for them.
Hearing this now, I feel an urge to return to my youth, but unfortunately, I can never go back.
"Eight of the songs in this concert are already new. Will the ones that follow be new songs as well?"
"After listening to these eight songs, I finally understand why he is the King of Chinese Pop."
"No wonder my grandparents liked him; his talent truly transcends age."
"I'm so glad I grew up listening to their songs, instead of today's pop songs."
"That's strange. Wasn't this supposed to be a charity concert? But so far, I don't feel like there's a single song that's related to charity."
"..."
Finally, someone noticed that something was wrong.
Jue Lun was also stunned when he saw this comment.
But the video quickly provided the answer.
At that moment, Zhang San's voice softly rang out through the screen...
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