Turning on the power and carefully putting the tape into the tape recorder in the expectant eyes of the students, Liu Feng moved a stool, sat down next to the tape recorder, took a breath, and gently pressed the play button. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Because I dreamed that you were leaving

I woke up crying

Watch the night breeze blow across the windowsill

Can You Feel My Love" The soft music, accompanied by Masaki's unique slightly hoarse and magnetic voice, sounded in the air above the classroom, and no one said a word, leaving only the sound of singing and breathing, and I was intoxicated by this beautiful singing.

"When you get old, will you still be with me?

Look at those oaths and lies as they go by

Drifting away slowly"

The song is like a breeze, slightly blowing on everyone's cheeks, unconsciously, Liu Feng's eyes have a trace of tears, listening to this moving melody, unconsciously, she seems to have returned to the innocent college years, her beloved, her first love, the clean and pure teenager, the beautiful and innocent girl, pacing on the campus of the university under the sunset, snuggling up to each other and promising forever.

Suddenly, the melody suddenly became excited, waking up Liu Feng, who recalled the past, and the song of political discipline and frustration came, which lifted everyone's spirits and changed the poignant before:

"How many people have loved your face when you were young

You can know who is willing to endure the relentless changes of time

How many people have come and gone back in your life

I know that I will be by your side all my life."

Liu Feng felt that her heart was about to jump out with the music, this melody, this lyrics, accurately hit the soft place of her heart, unconsciously, three years have passed since the college days, the lines of the years have unconsciously climbed up her cheeks, and there are some traces of time in the corners of her eyes, and where are the people she loved now? If they meet again, will they still be as amazing and heartwarming as they were when they first saw themselves, how many people they have loved, how many people have been loved, just like the song of Masaji, "How many people have come and gone back in their own lives," How many people have become passers-by in their lives, and their own true destiny has been silently guarding by her side, she suddenly felt very sorry for her current husband, the silent man, the man who is not interesting in his eyes, the man who silently guards himself no matter how he is, with you all his life, by my side, no matter how old I am and decrepit, no matter how I have passed.

"When everything has looked dull

Is there still a kind of persistence left in the heart?

How many people have admired your youthful looks

You can know who can withstand the relentless changes of time

How many people have come and gone back in your life

I know that I will be by your side all my life."

The music gradually subsided, the singing of Zhengji gradually faded, and when everything returned to silence, no one in the class, including Liu Feng, spoke, and was deeply immersed in this soul-shaking singing, everyone had their own good memories, and everyone had the person they secretly liked, "Kata" Liu Feng pretended to pick up something, bent down and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the girls in the audience had already had tears in their eyes, the most beautiful era, the most beautiful love, this is the beauty in everyone's minds, and they are in the mood for love.

Liu Feng didn't speak, flipped the tape over, with a few soft sounds, the tape slowly rotated in the tape recorder, and the cassette that recorded the sound of Zhengji started to operate again, a whole class, ten songs, everyone was singing, but it was like experiencing countless years, the inner emotions were happy with the singing, or excited, or sad, because of the excessive excitement of emotions, many people felt deeply tired, ten songs, let everyone deeply substitute into it, experience the feelings in the song, Zhengji's singing, as if full of magic, let everyone have an indescribable feeling, that man, what kind of person is it, how to be able to create so many wonderful songs.

A class passed quickly, Liu Feng stood up, said the end of class, and gently took out the tape from the tape recorder, as if it was full of magic, all eyes were focused on the tape, everyone wanted to take it home, and quietly listen to it again, no, listen to it countless times.

"Xiaokang, you come out", Liu Feng looked at Du Xiaokang, the tape in his hand didn't know why, and he didn't want to return it to him.

Du Xiaokang was slightly stunned, secretly screaming that it was bad, the teacher was going to settle accounts with him, he followed Liu Feng out dejectedly, and there was a commotion in the classroom, they were exchanging their feelings about listening to the song just now.

"Xiaokang, this tape, the teacher wants to borrow it for two days and return it to you the day after tomorrow, okay?" Liu Feng's voice reached Du Xiaokang's ears, making him look at the teacher in disbelief as if he had heard a hallucination.

Liu Feng's face flushed with a hint of redness, bit his lip, and said, "Or, the teacher will pay you back tomorrow"?

Du Xiaokang trembled, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Teacher Liu, you can listen to it if you want to, it doesn't matter if you pay me back later, I have already heard it several times."

"Then, thank you, teacher", Liu Feng was overjoyed, and couldn't help but smile and pat Du Xiaokang's shoulder, making Du Xiaokang feel that his body was a few pounds lighter.

A similar scene is being staged at this moment in the second middle school, Zhengji's class has become a vegetable market at the moment, the news of a class of students receiving Zhengji's new album has spread throughout the school at a rapid speed, and every person in the first class has become a fragrant gluttony at this time, and has never received such attention, and the people who come to borrow the album will block the door, and some people with active brains even think of renting! Ten yuan a day! No price! Even so, it is still extremely sought-after!

Liu Lu sat quietly in the seat, with the same pink listening in her hand, which was given to her by Zhengji some time ago, she quietly listened to Zhengji's familiar singing voice singing softly in her ears, looking at Zhengji's seat, as if he was smiling at himself there at the moment, as if he was independent from the world, not disturbed by the hustle and bustle around her, and around her, there were many classmates who looked at her with envy, small and exquisite, several people have recognized that it is the latest Sony listening, one will cost hundreds, which can be said to be unattainable for them, several people looked at the album in their hands, sighed, there is an empty album, but there is no player, so I can only sigh.

"Liu Lu, Liu Lu?" Liu Lu, who was in a daze, suddenly saw a pair of hands dangling in front of his eyes, was slightly startled, and hurriedly took off his headphones.

"Xinmei?" Liu Lu looked at Wu Xinmei in front of her in surprise.

"Liu Lu, can you borrow your voice to use it?" Wu Xinmei looked at Liu Lu, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Liu Lu was slightly suffocated, although she was reluctant to give the gift given to her by Zhengji to others in her heart, but she was thin-skinned and still couldn't withstand Wu Xinmei's hot expectant eyes, nodded and reluctantly handed over the follower.

"Thank you, I know you're the best", Wu Xinmei happily took it and listened to it, said thank you, put on the headphones and immersed herself in the song.

The hustle and bustle around her re-entered her senses, looking at the people who were talking excitedly, looking at the people in other classes blocked at the door, at this moment, she felt the influence of political discipline on the people around her.

At this moment, Zhengji, who is in Yanjing, has no idea the turmoil caused by the few albums he mailed back on a whim, and at this moment, he is in a white room with a slight smell of disinfectant water, smiling at the old man lying on the bed.

"Xiao Zheng, you're here," Zhao Lirong on the bed propped up and wanted to sit up.

"Lie down, Mr. Zhao, my body is just right, and I am still very weak, don't hold it strongly", Zhengji gently pressed Mr. Zhao Lirong, shook his head and said.

"Alas, people are getting older, it's really getting cheaper and cheaper" Zhao Lirong sighed, gave up the idea of sitting up, shook her head and said.

"Mr. Zhao is not old at all, and I am looking forward to more wonderful works by Mr. Zhao!" said with a smile.

"This time, thanks to you, Xiaozheng, I really want to thank you", Teacher Zhao Licheng looked at the young man in front of him, and said with emotion, it is this young man, who has only met once, and judged his condition, if it weren't for him, I am afraid that he will still be in the dark until now, and when he finds out in the future, I am afraid that time will be numbered.

"It's Mr. Zhao's good fortune, how can God bear to take away such a good person as Mr. Zhao? He just reminded you to rest more in the future", Zhengji said tactfully, Teacher Zhao Lirong in the previous life, is too tired, it is heard that Teacher Zhao insisted on rehearsing and performing in the last Spring Festival Gala when he had unbearable chest pain, so Zhengji reminded him so tactfully.

"Yes, unconsciously, it's already more than seventy, the years are not forgiving, this stage should also be handed over to you young people, I also listened to your song, very good, very good, there are talented people in the country, there are young people like you to take over, I am also relieved", Mr. Zhao looked at the young Zhengji, and said with a kind smile.

At this time, there was a soft sound at the door, and then several people walked in, it was Teacher Zhao Licheng's family.

"Are you?" The man at the head felt a hint of familiarity when he saw Masaki, while the daughter behind him showed a hint of surprise, apparently recognizing the person before him.

"He is the political discipline I told you, my savior, and he came to see me", Teacher Zhao Licheng introduced to everyone with a smile.

The man was slightly stunned, then showed a grateful expression on his face, stepped forward and held Zhengji's hand tightly and said seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, our whole family is grateful to you, if it weren't for your discernment, my mother would probably be more than lucky!"