Countless parents who came with their children couldn't help but be secretly shocked after seeing this scene!

"You at the Same Table" is a classic campus ballad, which can be said to be popular on the streets and alleys, and it can be regarded as a milestone work among campus folk songs.

Even today, decades later, the song is still being talked about. Its popular melody, gentle and beautiful, occasionally humming a couple of sentences, can still evoke people's memories of the ignorant youth when they were on campus!

Fingers, gently plucking the strings, this Hou Bowen's mind is extremely calm! The deep voice of the guitar sounded slowly, and at this moment, he seemed to turn into countless notes, echoing in the air above the auditorium!

"It turns out that Cai Wenji's fighting method uses strings and other instruments, and there are even bonuses!" Feeling the magic in his body surging while playing the guitar, his heart couldn't help but move slightly!

Moreover, Hou Bowen clearly felt that his skills for the guitar had skyrocketed from the general level to the master realm!

Will you remember tomorrow,

Yesterday you wrote in your diary.

Are you still thinking about tomorrow,

You used to cry the most.

Teachers can't remember,

You can't guess the problem.

I also turned over photos by chance,

I just remembered you at the same table.

Who married you sentimental,

Who read your diary.

Who coils up your long hair,

Who made you a wedding dress.

Hou Bowen's voice is deep and soulful, and it blends perfectly with the guitar. Although he has no singing skills, this kind of natural expression of emotions is undoubtedly the most resonant!

At this moment, not to mention the alumni and classmates who admired Hou Bowen, even the parents who came with them just wanted to join in the fun, when Hou Bowen opened his mouth to sing, they were unconsciously intoxicated and enjoyed......

With the sound of the piano and Hou Bowen's singing, the young students' faces were a little red! As they were in adolescence, they naturally had a trace of agitation from adolescence in their hearts.

Faced with a good impression of the opposite sex, they became cautious and racked their brains to find a way, just to be able to say a simple word to you.

An eraser, a pencil...... In the age of youth, under the ignorant feelings, they completed their first watering of the seeds.

It was wonderful and unforgettable, but in the end...... It will be your regret!

For example, the adults present listened to Hou Bowen's singing and returned to their era.

I recalled the deepest and most primitive ignorance in my heart, without any pressure, without any filth...... Simple, pure...... That's nice!

It was always blue.

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.

Who meets sentimental you,

Who comforts you who love to cry.

Whoever reads the letter I wrote to you,

Who threw it in the wind.

When we are ignorant, our feelings are the simplest. Everyone seemed to have turned into notes in Hou Bowen's singing, rippling in the wind......

The lyrics are like poetry, as if they have the ability to cleanse the soul. In this dirty and noisy world, they experienced a glimmer of peace and tranquility that they had not seen for a long time.

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 you sentimental,

Who comforts you who love to cry.

Who coils up your long hair,

Who made you a wedding dress.

Laa......

The song "You at the Same Table" ended with the last 'La ......'.

Although the song ended, everyone still closed their eyes, reminiscing about the feeling of traveling through time and space. And when you open your eyes, you will return to reality again!

One minute...... Three-minute ...... Five minutes......

Five full minutes passed, and the auditorium of thousands of people was still silent.

The adults were smiling, and although their eyes were closed, there was a hint of tears in the corners of their eyes. Why are memories the most beautiful thing?

At this moment, everyone seemed to have the answer.

And those teenagers who are in adolescence, although they can't compare with adults with their eyes and ideas, they also have their own ways and methods of youth.

"Zhao Tiantian! I like you!"

Suddenly, the sound resounded throughout the auditorium. Subsequently, the nest was blown up......

"Wang Chengjian, I like you!"

"Zhong Ming, I like you too!"

"Yan Juwan, I like you!"

"Close ......"

In an instant, countless confessions were remembered in the entire auditorium.

One name, one sentence I like you.

There are boys and there are girls.

They may not know what love is! But they know that now is their own youth, their own youth!

In their youth, they need to use their own methods to celebrate their own youth!

"Wife, I love you!" a middle-aged man in his thirties in the corner of the audience looked at the woman next to him and said softly.

"Hmph, I remember, your first love was that Cuifen......" The woman looked at the middle-aged man angrily.

"What year is that!" The middle-aged man knew that his wife was not angry, but the vinegar smell was naturally bigger, so he couldn't cry or laugh.

"This is our daughter's first time on stage, how did the people below shoot?" the woman asked: "And this Hou Bowen, I remember that it seems to be the same class as our Mengyao!

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man also nodded: "Mi Xue, a newcomer recently promoted by the company, was originally going to give up, but she didn't expect to buy a song written by this young man "Not Afraid, Not Afraid", and it jumped out all of a sudden!"

"Oh, is there such a thing?" the woman heard and looked at Hou Bowen, who was still unfazed by the demeanor in front of so many audiences on the stage, and nodded: "Yes! It seems that our trip was not in vain!"

"Of course, you don't think I really have nothing to do here to watch a junior high school graduation party, do you?" the man said angrily to his wife.

"You dead ghost...... What do you mean to be idle! Our girl is still on stage!" As soon as the woman heard the man's words, she immediately lifted his ears angrily.

The other parents, teachers, TV stations and some representatives invited by the school in the audience all had a relaxed smile on their faces.

This is youth...... Simple, clean, ignorant but endless.

Then, a burst of applause like waves rang out all over the world! Everyone present did not forget the young man who sang for them on the stage, the young man who seemed to have a magical power.