"You can't watch the program list?"

"I just asked you after watching the program list, and I thought I got it wrong."

The two of them interacted and joked quickly aroused the interest of the students in the audience.

"It's true that it's actually singing songs, and it's original. When will the director department start to grab the music department's job?" Li Jinming joked.

Wang Chuanjun spoke, "You can tell the name of "Your Deskmate" and you will know that you are a director, and it's literary."

The two on the stage worked hard to lose everyone's appetite.

actually……

The two of them just like Wang Meng so much.

However, the director of the association is from the director department. The director has said several times that they must mobilize everyone when they perform in the director department.

So after the transfer, the students below began to discuss...

"You're right, the director department comes to sing. Can't we find a good performance in our school?"

"That's right, you said that the director department arranged a sketch and recited a poem. When did I get out of date? The director department came to sing? Why don't the art department ask the art department to serialize novels..."

Not just the students ~

"Why, Lao Lu, your director department has also started to do side jobs?" At this time, Director Jin, deputy director of the Performance Department, said to Director Lu.

"Do you fully demonstrate the talents of students? There are many things that can be directors who write books, singers who are directors, and there are many things that can be directors who are acting. We in the director department cannot sing? You can only do whatever you want?" Director Lu joked.

"Okay, what's wrong with what Lao Lu said, haha..."

Wang Meng began on the stage...

Some people are born on stage. Perhaps they are outwardly cost-effective, or they are conquering everyone with their connotation.

Wang Meng will not say anything else now, at least she will conquer everyone in this way.

Wang Mengshang remembered that he was 185 years old in his previous life. A few days ago, he suddenly realized that he had grown to 187 years old. He put on his shoes and was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

"Wow! You're right, you're so handsome, aren't you from the performance department? Could you make a mistake?"

"That's right, is there any truth? I'm jealous..."

The Fuji Girl side discovered a new goal: "I fell in love with Wang Meng from the director department~"

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Meng, the director department of 2004. Next, I will bring you a song "You, the Deskmate""

Wang Meng's magnetic words came to the ears of everyone below the stage along with the microphone.

"Everyone has special memories of the ignorance of adolescence. I think it is a bitter memory or a sweet warmth. At this moment, please allow me to use this song to recall the sweetness of the past...or the unforgettable bitterness."

"Dongdong~" the guitar sounded.

Simple, immature, or a memory that belongs to the past, was mobilized by a few simple notes...

"Will you remember tomorrow? The diary you wrote yesterday~"

"Are you still thinking about tomorrow? You who used to be the cryingest~"

"The teachers can't remember you anymore~ You can't guess the problem~"

"I also occasionally look at photos~ I remember you, my deskmate~"

“…”

The singing this time is different from the last time. The last time it contained rich thoughts and memories, and this time it was a simple chanting.

Little do they know that because of simplicity, they are passionate, and because of simplicity, they are filled with tears.

"Who married you, who is sentimental?"

"Who comforted you who loves to cry~"

"Who has your long hair tied up~"

"Who made the wedding dress with you~"

“…”

"Lalalalalalala~"

"Lalalalalalalalalala~"

“…”

"Who throws him in the wind~"

“…”

For a moment, just like last time, it was silent. Everyone seemed unwilling to disturb Jingyi at this moment.

"Crazy..."

I don’t know who started the head, and there was a thunderous applause in an instant.

This time I cried less.

However, the sweet and reluctant melancholy on his face almost the same.

At specific times, specific places, and some singing voices can indeed make people feel a lot of emotion.

Just like on the Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve in my previous life, the song “Where has Time Goed” touched countless people. This may be the charm of music. You can’t understand it, just listen.

After singing, Wang Meng knew that she had succeeded, and maybe she became famous...
Chapter completed!