"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. ”

Feelings are rendered into a sad mood by the singing, like wisps of tulle, enveloping the entire stage.

Su Mo's soft and sad voice was low and distant, echoing under the night sky.

The sound was like a clear spring flowing through the heart, making all the listeners in the audience boil uncontrollably!

The shouts all over the sky are Su Mo!

"Su Mo! I've got the name of the child in mind!! ”

"I'm going to marry you!"

This is not only the shouting of a group of little fan girls, but also the brainwashing of boys by this ethereal song.

"Husband, I love you!"

Amid the whistling of the crowd, the boys' voices were mixed in.

That's right! Su Mo has already received a confession from the boy.

Male ketones are actually by my side!

In the darkness of the night, the bonfire burned brighter and brighter, and the joyful flames rushed into the sky like a dragon.

The sound was emotional, and everyone present, their emotions that were deeply buried in their hearts were also moved by the distant singing.

Yes, missing it is a lifetime.

Those brilliant youths like sunset have faded away in the timeline.

I still remember two parallel desks, a three-eight line that occasionally pops up, and a neatly stacked snack bag in the drawer.

The days of sharing and scrambling are gone.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"What are you doing?"

"Fetch water for me, I still have homework to finish!"

Before he could react, a cup was already stuffed into his arms.

The water cup in his arms was so heavy, and it turned out to be filled with warm youth.

At this time, all kinds of tablemates who used to be in their memories tore through the dust of their memories and played out in their minds like movies.

"I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know how she's doing."

"I also stole her rubber band......"

"He would always teach me to do math problems, and now that he's gone, he doesn't want to learn anymore."

"Woooooo I really want to go back..."

The sad atmosphere is like a swimming fish, wandering around the field, infecting everyone.

Su Mo's waist was straight, the guitar in his hand was suddenly forced, the strings drove all the emotions, vibrated violently, and his voice also leaned out with endless sadness!

"Who married you sentimental,

Who comforts you who love to cry,

Who coils up your long hair,

Who made you a wedding dress. ”

When the lyrics were sung, even the teachers in the audience began to cry, although they were middle-aged, they also had their youth.

"Self-playing and singing songs can affect the feelings of us gluttons, even professional singers are very rare!"

"Hmmm! is worthy of being the person that the principal likes, and there is a reason for him! ”

"The future is promising! The future is promising! ”

The teachers changed their usual serious image and laughed with satisfaction.

And this deeply rooted lyrics affect everyone.

Under the sentimental singing, Shen Yao's body is as white as fat, and under the spotlight, the dance posture is like a swan dancing its wings, noble and elegant.

Shen Yao's graceful dancing made the eyes of many boys in the audience glow golden, and the flash lights flashed non-stop in the dark.

Shooting one less is a huge loss!

Su Mo sat on a chair, Shen Yao danced like a fish in water on the side, the spotlight hit them, and the song echoed in the night sky.

At the same table in the memories of youth, there were ignorant and ambiguous sparks, or they had been with them as friends for a long time, but now, they are drifting away from everyone.

Those children who were about to wave goodbye to their youth suddenly burst into tears under their eyes.

Tears are crystal clear, and they are reflected in the flames of red!

Even if our youth is gone, and now we are no longer the age of ignorance, our enthusiasm will not disappear.

"La-la,

La-la-la..."

As the light of the campfire flame in the darkness dimens, the whole song comes to an end.

The orange-red flames shone on everyone's faces, and with Su Mo's just right song, the atmosphere of the entire venue was rendered extremely sad.

"Sing along!"

Su Mo stood up from his chair and shouted loudly to the audience.

The students in the audience also sang loudly without hesitation, like a sharp sword breaking through the clouds, rushing into the night sky!

"Who married you sentimental

Who comforts you who love to cry

Who coils up your long hair

Who made you a wedding dress! ”

After all, I am a student of the conservatory, and just listening to it once is enough to remember the melody.

Not to mention such a catchy melody.

Sentimentality, joy, excitement and other emotions converge in this chorus of thousands of people.

As a teacher, he has been teaching for decades and has taught countless music students.

But like Su Mo, there is only one student who can drive emotions, cause resonance, sing well, and be proficient in musical instruments!

As a young student who has just entered the field of music, Su Mo can reach this level, and even many teachers are ashamed of themselves.

In the eyes of these teachers, Su Mo is a rising superstar, carrying the banner of the music world and leading the trend of the times of the next generation!

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!"

"Old, old!"

"There's a successor! We can be happy even if we are old! ”

"That's what you're talking about, hahahaha!"

The teachers laughed and boasted to Su Mo without hesitation!

The rusty strings, played by Su Mo's fingers, also seemed to return to the past, making an incomparably melodious and melodious sound.

You know, this is a long-unused, rusty guitar, and the slightest carelessness will cause the strings to break.

Therefore, you must be very careful to grasp the strength of the playing, coupled with exquisite piano skills, in order to play such an effect.

The guitar majors of the instrumental music department in the audience had already noticed this scene, and instantly knelt on their knees and called out to the gods.

Shen Yao's light and graceful dancing posture also came to an end at the last second when the sound of the piano disappeared.

The audience resounded with a wave of applause, one after another, endlessly.

The moonlight is shining, the stars are shining, and the bonfires are burning.

The memory of this night is engraved in the minds of everyone who experienced it, and it can never be forgotten!

Three original songs, completely made the voice of doubt disappear on campus.

Everyone has only one evaluation of Su Mo!

Talented!

A genius like no other!

And the title of Shen Yao's school flower is once again confirmed.

After all, who doesn't love a beautiful and talented girl!

However, this time the school flower is finally no longer a single aristocrat, and countless single dogs have been crazy about the CP of the two!

Who doesn't love a talented man with a beautiful woman!