What to do if you become famous too fast

Wang Huan nodded, and quickly found a suit of student-like clothes to put on, then picked up a guitar from the side, looked at the mirror, and showed a satisfied expression.

At this moment, a female classmate from the student union came into the background and asked.

"Minister Zhang, the next show will start in 2 minutes. Xiaoxiao asked me to come over and ask who will be on stage and what will be performed, so she can prepare for the curtain call."

Xiao Xiao is the host of this graduation party.

"Hold on."

Zhang Tao immediately looked at Wang Huan: "Wang Huan, what song do you want to sing?"

"You at the same table."

Wang Huan opened his mouth and raised the guitar in his hand.

"The next program is guitar playing and singing, the song is called You at the Same Table, and the singer is Wang Huan, a third-year student of Forestry College." Zhang Tao quickly shouted to the female classmate.

"Okay." The female classmate withdrew.

Zhang Tao wiped his sweat and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he was taken aback suddenly: "You at the same table? What song is this? I don't think I've heard the title of this song before?"

"My original song."

Wang Huan walked towards the stage with the guitar in his arms, because he saw that the previous program had ended and the host was about to announce.

"Original...original?"

Zhang Tao was dumbfounded.

Don't you want him to sing his best song?

What the hell is going on with this kid?

He, an ordinary student, has the ability to write original songs?kidding me.

Even if there is, it is probably not a fun thing.

Zhang Tao's heart raised his throat, he wanted to question Wang Huan a few words, but it was too late, so he had to stand aside, his expression became dignified.

The host Xiaoxiao's sweet voice sounded.

"A class, a classroom, and a desk. Since we entered the school, we have been accompanied by teachers and classmates, but the deskmates are the ones who accompany us the most. Even after graduation, do you still remember the deskmates you used to have? Below are Please invite Wang Huan, a third-year student from the Forestry College, to play and sing "You at the Same Table" on the guitar."

Wait for Xiaoxiao to step off the stage.

Wang Huan took a deep breath and walked onto the stage with the guitar in his arms.

He was greeted with only a few scattered applause, and most of them were given by the school leaders in the front row. As for the senior students sitting behind, there was a huge uproar at this moment.

"Hu Lei really didn't come?"

"Damn it, I'm here for Hu Lei tonight. If she doesn't come, let's watch a bird!"

"Who is this guy who came up? He looks like a dog, what are you pretending to do?"

"I recognize him, he is the cameraman just now."

"Should I be so perfunctory? Is there no one in Lin University? Without Hu Lei, I couldn't even find a singer, and even sent a cameraman on stage."

"If I had known this earlier, I might as well have stayed in the dormitory and played wild."

If it weren't for the leadership in the front row, it is estimated that many students would leave angrily.

But even so, there is still a lot of emotion in everyone's heart.

In the intense lighting stimulation department, Wang Huan couldn't see the expressions of the senior seniors sitting below, but hearing the boos in the auditorium, which tended to intensify, he could also guess that he should be rejected.

If it had been half an hour ago, he might have felt ashamed seeing this scene.

However, at this moment, Wang Huan only had a faint smile on his face.

The secretary of the party branch sitting at the front looked at the principal with a look of joy.

"This child has a good mental quality."

The two thought tacitly.Faced with the booing of thousands of people, the average person would have flinched long ago.It is really rare that this son can still be calm.

Next, they have to see if the student has real skills, or if he is a strong outsider.

……

When he came to the center of the stage, Wang Huan bowed down to salute with the guitar in his arms, and then sat down on a chair.

""You at the same table" is dedicated to the table at the same table in everyone's mind. Maybe she has gone away, maybe it is impossible to see her again in this life, but in our hearts, it will always be you at the same table."

After saying a word, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and plucked the strings lightly.

As if he had played it countless times, the notes on his fingertips jumped out one by one with his skillful plucking, and spread throughout the auditorium.The slightly sad prelude made his nose sore.

Because he felt that this song seemed to be written just for him.

He once had such a deskmate, who was the class flower in high school.

At that time, the two were attracted to each other.

With simplicity and innocence.

The two enjoyed the hazy beauty of first love.

and also……

That kiss on the campus like a superficial kiss.

Still sweet.

It's a pity that graduation is an irreparable rift, which makes the two gradually move away and finally see each other again.

All the pictures became clear before his eyes, and his eyes couldn't restrain their moisture.

Singing softly, her voice became a little hoarse: "Will you remember tomorrow."

"The diary you wrote yesterday?"

"Are you still thinking about tomorrow?"

"You who used to cry the most..."

The hoarse voice was full of sadness, which made people feel inexplicable.