"The song I'm going to sing is 'You at the Same Table'!" Dick silk

"You're at the same table?" The three people in dormitory 106 spoke in unison.

"You're at the same table?" Zhao Guozhong frowned suspiciously, glanced at Zhang Hongli, who had a similar expression beside him, shook his head with a light smile, and secretly decided in his heart that this "You at the Same Table" must be some extremely unknown song.

"Salted fish, he seems to have just said, 'I'm going to sing an original song'......" Xu Tao looked at Chen Xu of Li Dafen with a somewhat bitter face.

Chen Xu put down the mobile phone that still showed the game interface on the screen and said nothing, and looked at Yu Xian's location.

Li Dafen scratched his scalp helplessly and gritted his teeth: "Which one does he sing this song of salted fish?" The conditions are so miserable and you still want to continue to play with fire? ”

Compared to Xu Tao and the three of them, Yu Xian looked calm as if he didn't care about himself, walked to the back of the podium with steady steps, moved a stool to the front of the podium, and then cocked Erlang's legs, placed the guitar on his thighs, and skillfully placed his hands on the strings.

"That...... Can I do without a microphone? Yu Xian asked the six judges in front of him with a smile.

"No way!" The only female judge, Zhang Hongli, refused Yu Xian's request without thinking about it, "The singing conditions of each contestant must be the same." ”

"But there's no brace here, and I don't have a third hand."

"You can choose to give up the guitar!" The student judge sitting on the far right replied angrily, and he glanced down at his watch from time to time, as if he couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to leave the venue as soon as possible.

"I ......"

"I'll help him get the microphone!" Xu Tao suddenly interrupted Yu Xian, trotted all the way over, dodged the microphone from the stunned host, walked to Yu Xian's side and squatted down.

There was silence in the classroom, and in the middle of the night, there was a rustling of laughter in the back row of the classroom. After all, Xu Tao's posture is more or less similar to a "marriage proposal", and the "marriage proposal" is still a man.

"Alright, let's get started." Su Qianhao had long run out of patience, and his right hand had already moved forward to ring the bell, ready to stop Yu Xian's singing at any time.

Yu Xian looked at Xu Tao, who was holding the microphone for him below, and saw Xu Tao nodding to let him sing with peace of mind, so he slowly exhaled and plucked the strings out with his right hand.

Yu Xian's left and right hands moved just right, and the sound of the guitar came out of the stereo.

Hearing this, the judges couldn't help but nod their heads and affirmed Yu Xian's guitar skills.

Yu Xian gently closed his eyes and brought his mouth close to the microphone:

"Did you remember yesterday?"

"Diary you wrote yesterday"

"Are you still thinking about tomorrow?"

"You used to cry the most"

The singing voice was unexpectedly good, and the student judges, who had been staring down at the hands of their watches, gradually raised their heads and looked at Yu Xian suspiciously.

Su Qianhao pulled his right hand back to his side, Zhang Hongli's eyes were full of surprise, and Zhao Guozhong gasped. The laid-back atmosphere in the classroom was suddenly changed by Yu Xian's singing, and the students and teachers pricked up their ears and began to listen.

"Teachers can't remember anymore"

"You can't guess the problem"

"I also flip through photos by chance"

"I just remembered you at the same table"

Yu Xian quickly took a breath and sang the chorus powerfully:

"Who married the sentimental you"

"Who read your diary"

"Who Ties Up Your Long Hair"

"Who made you a wedding dress"

After a chorus, everyone present was shocked, especially the judges, who inadvertently forgot that they were going to score Yu Xian and began to immerse themselves in the music.

Yu Xian didn't stop, playing the guitar and began to sing the next paragraph:

"You used to be careful"

"Borrow me half an eraser"

"You also talked about it unintentionally"

"Loved being with me"

"It was always blue back then"

"The days always go too slowly"

"You always say that graduation is far away"

"In the blink of an eye, they went their separate ways"

The easy-to-understand lyrics, coupled with the penetrating sound of the guitar, allow the listener immersed in the music to begin to pick up buried memories from the depths of their own minds.

That year, that month, that day, the person next to me, that hazy and sweet bright smile, seemed to reappear in front of him. Scenes of the beautiful past emerge page by page like a slideshow, the innocent and youthful feeling, and the person (she) who once thought was the most important, are like the fashion quietly passing through the night sky, fleeting, leaving only a faint sadness.

"Who meets the sentimental you"

"Who comforts you who love to cry"

"Who read the letter I wrote to you"

"Who threw it in the wind"

The following chorus was like a heavy blow, mercilessly hitting Zhao Guozhong and Su Qianhao. With the sound of Yu Xian's guitar, the eyes of the two, which were already full of tears, finally couldn't hold back the tears, and the embankment burst in an instant!

Zhang Hongli, who was sitting on the side, caught a glimpse of the two male teachers beside her with tears in her eyes, before she came back to her senses and pulled her consciousness back from her memories. She poked Su Qianhao, but Su Qianhao was still intoxicated by his youth and did not react.

Zhang Hongli glanced at Su Qianhao and Zhao Guozhong with disgust, and when her neck turned slightly, she found that people at the door of the classroom were being pushed in one after another by people behind the door.

There were gradually more people in the classroom, but Yu Xian didn't know it at all, and his eyes were still slightly closed:

"The old days are gone"

"I Will Have My Wife Too"

"I'll show her pictures too"

"Tell her about you at the same table"

"Who married the sentimental you"

"Who comforts you who love to cry"

"Who Puts Your Long Hair Up"

"Who made you a wedding dress"

"Lalalala......"

"Lalalala......"

……

At the end of the song, there are no lyrics, just a single "la", and there is an indescribable emptiness and sadness gradually overflowing with the guitar.

After Yu Xian sang the last syllable, his left hand pressed the string and shook it slightly for a while, the song "You at the Same Table" was finally sung.

The singing time of the whole song exceeded three minutes, far more than one and a half minutes required by the competition, and Su Qianhao, who was in charge of the mini bell, did not feel the passage of time at all, until the moment when the song dissipated, the soul immersed in memories returned to the body he controlled at this time.

"Classmate, ...... you" Su Qianhao asked in a trembling voice.

Before Su Qianhao finished speaking, the students who poured into the classroom halfway because they heard the singing, especially the girls, rushed to Yu Xian's side with screams, surrounding Yu Xian and Xu Tao who was squatting on the ground, leaving no gaps.

Coquettish, cute, discharged, all the tricks that can be used are all unreserved, just to let Yu Xian notice them.

"Handsome guy, what's your name?"

"Your voice is so good! I think...... I've been conquered by your voice! ”

"That...... Can I add a WeChat? ”

"Hmm...... Do you have a girlfriend? ”

……