Standing at the entrance of the stage, Zhang Cheng looked at the show on the stage and felt very calm.

Just now he was a little excited and nervous, after all, he had never encountered such a big scene in his two lifetimes.

I thought that as the time to take the stage approached, Zhang Cheng would become more and more nervous, who wanted to look at the dark crowd outside, he was stunned at first, and then took a long breath to calm down.

As the magic trick on one end of the stage ended, the two hosts slowly walked to the middle of the stage.

"Just now this classmate brought us a very wonderful magic trick, which I really can't figure out!" said the hostess.

"Yes, it looks like we're going to stop this junior and torture him after we get off the stage!"

"If you want to talk about junior brother, Chenghai, do you know who is the hottest freshman on the campus forum in the past two days?" said the hostess.

"Of course I know, isn't it that one, I hate this kind of junior the most, there is such a junior and we seniors have no face in school!"

"Haha, I just like such a junior brother, handsome, can play the guitar, and sings well!" said the hostess nymphoacly.

"Okay, okay, don't be a nymphomaniac, let's invite Zhang Cheng, the most shining freshman of this year, and the work he created himself, everyone applauds and welcomes!" The male host's voice was suddenly a few degrees higher.

Then the stadium lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone on a certain part of the stage.

Zhang Cheng, who was standing at the entrance of the stage, took a deep breath and walked slowly to the stage, not only the eyes of all the students in the audience, but also the eyes of everyone in the backstage focused on him.

Originally, Ye Ziqiu wanted to encourage him, but just as he was about to go up to speak, Zhang Cheng took a step and walked to the stage.

Ye Ziqiu, who was standing behind him, looked at Zhang Cheng's back and was a little stunned for a while.

"Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng!"

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, a familiar and roaring shout rang out from the audience.

Because the spotlight has been following him, Zhang Cheng can't see the people on the vertical line clearly, so he bows his head slightly in response.

Walking slowly to the barstool, he bowed deeply and sat down, gesturing to play the guitar.

The scene, which was still a little noisy, was tacitly quiet, Zhang Cheng's palms were a little wet, and his heartbeat was significantly accelerated.

"Whew"

Zhang Cheng exhaled and began to play.

"It's not just last night's wine that brings tears to my eyes

It's not just your gentleness that keeps me clinging

How long will you have to go, and you hold my hand

What struck me was the struggle to be free

Separation is always in September to recall is the sorrow of longing

The weeping willows of late autumn kiss my forehead

I never forgot you in that rainy town

Chengdu can't take you away

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You're going to pull me by the sleeves, I'm going to put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of Yulin Road and walk at the door of the tavern. ”

At the end of the first paragraph, the scene was very quiet, even if it was the second time for the classmates to listen to such a song, the shock and sentimentality were different.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and at least nine hundred people have that kind of person in the heart of a thousand people.

Especially the seniors in the third and fourth years, three years of junior high school and three years of high school, when they enter the university gate, they often keep in touch.

But as time goes by, the distance is far away, and the contact becomes less and less, she will no longer tell you that she misses home and misses you, and you gradually integrate into college life and forget to contact her.

College is an ivory tower, a completely different life from high school, and it is beautiful, and it makes you more and more distant from her.

Tears are the product of emotional catharsis, and they will come when they should come, even if they endure it.

Many people have dull faces, just two tear stains on their cheeks tell others that he is a man with a story.

And Zhang Cheng is also completely involved in this song at the moment, he is also one of the many living beings, he also had someone he didn't want to forget in his previous life, but then he put it down, and he didn't want to change anything in this life.

"Separation is always in September to recall is the sorrow of longing

The weeping willows of late autumn kiss my forehead

I never forgot you in that rainy town

Chengdu can't take you away

Take a walk around the streets of CD with me

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You'll pull me up the sleeve and I'll put my hand in my trouser pocket

Walk to the end of Yulin Road and walk past the door of the tavern

......”

A song is sung, many people are a little intoxicated, and many students who sniff at the forum are full of admiration at the moment.

Ye Ziqiu in the backstage sat there, supporting his head with his left hand, and looked directly at Zhang Cheng on the stage with his eyes.

Compared with the usual ordinary, he is so dazzling at the moment, and the song is very good, she understands the meaning of the song, he is very curious about what kind of story does this Zhang Cheng, who is one year younger than him, have?

After a song, Ye Ziqiu's curiosity about Zhang Cheng became stronger and stronger.

If the long-haired beauty is here, she must have a bad smile on her face, because she knows that when a woman is curious about a man, then she is not far from love.

After Zhang Cheng finished singing, he picked up his guitar and stood up from the barstool, bowed deeply and prepared to leave.

"Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng!"

The familiar voice sounded again, but the cry spread like a virus to the audience.

The deafening shouts shook Zhang Cheng's mind, and of course his heart was surging at the moment.

According to the rehearsal, he should have stepped down at this moment, but just as he turned to leave, the audience began to chant again.

"One more, one more, one more!"

For a while, Zhang Cheng left and did not stay, but fortunately, the two hosts came to the stage in time to relieve him.

"I think the atmosphere at the scene is very good!" the male host said with a sigh.

You must know that even Ye Ziqiu just now didn't have such a big formation!

"yes, I cried just now!" the hostess nodded and wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand.

"It seems that you are also a person with a story!" The male host glanced at the female host with a deep face, and then said, "I also know what everyone thinks, although I would also like to listen to the second one, but we still ask for the opinions of the parties." ”

Zhang Cheng looked at the microphone handed over, his mind suddenly became blank, and he subconsciously replied: "Yes!"

"Oh~"

The audience cheered.

The male and female hosts consciously left and handed over the stage to Zhang Cheng, and Zhang Cheng's brain was a little messy at the moment, after all, he was unprepared.

After a quick search of the music library in his head, he made some decisions after half a minute.