The prelude to the guitar sounded, and Su Mengmeng looked at the director outside helplessly. The director held his arms. The development of the situation had exceeded his control. If he forced himself to shut up now, a broadcast accident would inevitably occur, and he would offend the popular anchor Zhang Hehuan. Nowadays, no one knows that Zhang Hehuan is a celebrity of Director Li. Offending Zhang Hehuan would be equivalent to offending Li Haixia. Anyway, this is already the case. It would be better to play with him.

Su Mengmeng regretted not being the first. She wanted to take advantage of Zhang Hehuan’s popularity, but she didn’t expect that this guy didn’t play according to common sense. She originally talked about a few literary lines and played a few old songs and got a few old songs to do it. He became a fan and ordered songs and sang live. God blessed, this guy must not be a complete tone, otherwise he would be a laughing joke.

Many people understand music on the spot, especially the director himself is a guitar lover. When he hears Zhang Hehuan popping up the prelude, he knows that this guy is a bit professional.

Zhang Hehuan's singing sounded

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Will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow

Will you still miss you who you once loved to cry the most tomorrow

The teachers can no longer remember you who can't guess the problem

I just thought of you, who is my deskmate, by chance

Who married the sentimental you who read your diary

Whoever slids your long hair and makes wedding clothes for you

You used to be careful to ask me to borrow half a piece of rubber

You have also accidentally said that you like being with me

At that time, the weather was always blue and the life was always too slow

You always say that graduation is far away and you will go your separate ways in a blink of an eye

Whoever meets you who is sentimental and who comforts you who loves to cry

Whoever reads the letter I wrote to you, who throws it in the wind

The days before have gone away, and I will have my wife

I'll show her photos and tell her about you, who is at the same deskmate.

Whoever married you who was sentimental and who comforted you who loved to cry

Whoever slids your long hair and makes wedding clothes for you

Lalalala...

Su Mengmeng was full of resistance at the beginning, but when Zhang Hehuan sang the chorus part, she was completely immersed in it. What kind of song is this? Why is it so heart-wrenching? Who didn’t have the age of a classmate, who tied up your long hair, and who made wedding dresses for you?

Su Mengmeng remembered that she was about to get married, and her nose felt sore, and she suddenly had the urge to cry. She remembered her first love and the person she loved deeply. Although her current boyfriend treats her very well, her life with him was as dull as water, and she could no longer find the feeling of being so excited in the past.

When I first heard it, I didn’t know the meaning of the song, but when I heard it again, I was already a person in the song.

Su Mengmeng's eyes in the live broadcast room were red, and the director who was holding his arms outside slowly lowered her head. Who doesn't have a female classmate? Zhang Hehuan, Zhang Hehuan, are you really a god-like man? He really composed lyrics and composed? So awesome. What are we doing "Nostalgic Franchise" all day long? It's useless.

People are right, nostalgia does not necessarily have to be an old song, is it not possible to create original songs? Is new songs not possible? What is nostalgia? It is not an old song that can bring your emotions back to the past is real nostalgia. It is the golden song that can make you think of lovers, friends and relatives in the past is the golden song. It is the classic that can make scenes appear in your mind when listening to music. No wonder our listening rate has never increased, but it is because our direction of doing the program has deviated from the beginning.

Zhang Hehuan came prepared and originally prepared a song "Brothers Sleeping in My Bed", but it felt like one song was almost done. Anyway, all the staff involved in the recording tonight were shocked. As for the listeners in front of the radio, Zhang Hehuan was confident in this song, which probably would spark another wave of popularity.

After singing "You, the Deskmate", Zhang Hehuan specially added: "This song was written in college. Before I could sing it to that girl, she had already left me and wish her happiness."

I remembered Lin Ran, and I wonder if she would mistakenly think that she wrote this song for her. If she really misunderstood, there is no way. Don’t look for me, look for Nai Da, it’s him who cheated you.

After the live broadcast, Zhang Hehuan and Su Mengmeng walked out of the live broadcast room, and all the on-site staff applauded at the same time.

The director shouted excitedly: "That's great, great! Zhang Hehuan, I'm really convinced. You are the uncrowned king of our radio station. That song is so explosive. If you don't become an anchor and a singer, you can become popular all over the country."

Zhang Hehuan said modestly: "I just sang nonsense. I didn't want to show off my ugly face. I was in a mood just now. Sister Su is sorry. I couldn't control it for a while. In the final analysis, it's better for your column, which has aroused my nostalgia."

Su Mengmeng has not been able to get out of the sad atmosphere of that song until now: "It's great, it's great, that girl really doesn't know how to cherish it. If she hears you write this song for her, she will definitely change her mind."

Zhang Hehuan said: "It doesn't matter. I may not accept it if she wants to come back to find me."

Su Mengmeng glanced at this guy and sang so affectionately for a long time, all of them were fake. I remembered that he now has a beautiful girlfriend Chu Qiuyue. This kid is talented and talented, and a scumbag is really a scumbag.

In Su Mengmeng's experience, scumbags are usually very attractive, otherwise there is no capital for scumbags. Su Mengmeng actually likes such a slutty boy in her bones. She glanced at Zhang Hehuan and didn't dare to think deeper.

Su Mengmeng again proposed to invite everyone to have a midnight snack. Zhang Hehuan used the excuse of saying that his girlfriend was waiting for her. Because she said it once yesterday, Su Mengmeng didn't force her.

Zhang Hehuan left the radio station and walked towards the rented place with a guitar on his back. There were scattered raindrops floating outside. It was already early autumn and it was a little cool at night. When Zhang Hehuan took out his cell phone to call Chu Qiuyue, someone happened to call him.

The call was Qin Hong, the pianist who played the piano at Marriott. After listening to the "Nostalgic Francisco" tonight, she also heard Zhang Hehuan composed lyrics and songs and sang "You, a Deskmate" by herself.

Qin Hong called Zhang Hehuan on the phone as Teacher Zhang. Those who can be called teachers are either real teachers or have considerable expertise in some aspects.

In Qin Hong's eyes, Zhang Hehuan belongs to the latter. The song "Autumn Whisper" that day was enough to shock Qin Hong. After that day, she actually wanted to contact Zhang Hehuan, hoping to get the score of "Autumn Whisper" from him.

Qin Hong is an old listener of "Nostalgic Francisco". She did not expect Zhang Hehuan to appear in the live broadcast room tonight, nor did she expect Zhang Hehuan to play and sing. After listening to this song, Qin Hong had the urge to call him.

"Teacher Zhang, your singing tonight is great."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "My singing skills are average, I laughed at you." He is really not modest in this regard. His guitar playing skills are still okay, and his singing skills are still far from professionalism.

Qin Hong reorganized the language: "The lyrics and songs of "You, the Deskmate" are great. If I heard it correctly, will the lyrics and music be handled by Teacher Zhang himself?"

Zhang Hehuan looked up at the rainy night sky, and somehow remembered her short, tight full moon face. Eighty percent of them were bragging in another world. Zhang Hehuan said with a shameless face: "I wrote it when I was in college, and I didn't know much skills at that time. This song was written relatively flat, and the only advantage was that I was heart-wrenching."

"It is enough to be thoughtful. There is no perfect work, only thoughtful works. Works that are not thoughtful will definitely not become great works."

Zhang Hehuan thought that even the original author dared not say that this song can be related to greatness.

"Teacher Zhang, actually, I'm also a singer, but I'm very unsuccessful. Since I came into contact with your music, I've been very touched by me. I want to find an opportunity to have a good talk with you and have an in-depth exchange."

When Zhang Hehuan heard the words "in-depth communication", he was a little sensitive. He understood the trend of the literary and artistic circles, but after his life was back, Zhang Hehuan had a new understanding of the relationship between men and women.

In the past, he had the idea of ​​going to the relationship between men and women first and then the heart, but later he found that it was difficult to go to the heart after passing through the kidney. Now he believes that going to the heart is more important than going to the kidney. In short, he is not a casual person now, and Qin Hong's appearance does not make him want to go to the kidney easily.

Qin Hong realized something from Zhang Hehuan's silence and quickly said: "Teacher Zhang, don't get me wrong. I just want to talk to you about music. I hope you can give me this opportunity. I also have many like-minded friends around me. They are all very talented people. If Teacher Zhang is willing, I can introduce them to you."

"That's it. I've been busy with work recently. Why don't I ask you for a while when I finish working, can you tell me?"

Qin Hong heard that he had the intention of shirking, but was embarrassed to continue to persist, worried that Zhang Hehuan would interpret it as a kind of entanglement: "Okay, Teacher Zhang has disturbed you to rest. I will wait for your phone call. I will come to Marriott to play the piano again if you have time. I will invite you to drink."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Success, I will definitely go there if I have the chance."

When I hung up the phone, I suddenly lost the motivation to call Chu Qiyue. When I opened QQ, I saw that Chu Qiyue’s avatar was gray. This girl didn’t like to play with this.

Zhang Hehuan planned to knock on her and try it, but her sister Zhang Heyue called again.

"Brother, you are so sensational enough tonight. You, who are still at the same table, are simply encouraging early love."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Do you still have time to listen to the radio?"

"You think I want to listen, my mom insists on listening. When will you learn to sing? Is this song written for Lin Ran?"

"You're really gossipy."

"Brother, please help me get Su Mengmeng's signature."

"What do you want that thing? She is not a big star?" Zhang Hehuan was a little depressed. This sister was actually a fan of Su Mengmeng. What kind of eyes are there? My brother who is ready-made popular anchors don't know how to cherish it. My signature should be more valuable than Su Mengmeng.

"Xiao Nan really cares about her, I'll help him with it."

Zhang Hehuan remembered that Xiao Nan was the one who danced with her last time. It seemed that the two of them were in contact. Zhang Hehuan said earnestly: "You should focus on your studies now, and don't delay major events because of emotional matters."

"You taught me that you and Lin Ran fell in love in the first year of high school. Why didn't you know that you should focus on learning back then?"

"It is because my brother has suffered a loss that he doesn't want you to repeat the same mistake."

"It's so boring, I'm dead!" Zhang Heyue said he would hang up.

Zhang Hehuan shook his head helplessly and had already arrived at the rented place. Zhang Hehuan entered the room. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, so he gave up the idea of ​​harassing Chu Qiuyue.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and started to check out my reactions online today.

Pengcheng Community has now become the base camp for family fun. From here, we can basically see the public opinion trend. Zhang Hehuan checks the community’s feedback almost every day.

The clip of "You, the Deskmate" he improvised tonight has been intercepted and placed on the forum.

Zhang Hehuan opened the post and clicked it to listen. The live recording effect was quite appropriate. He felt that his singing skills were not much worse than those of Lao Lang. He had to have emotional experience in singing such nostalgic songs. He used to be in trouble. Except for Wushan, a man could not sing his feelings without experiencing them several times.

Zhang Hehuan is not worried about his voice quality and professional skills, but he is better than his rich feelings and being heart-wrenching is an extremely mysterious thing.

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