Chapter 73 (2/2)

Thinking... Mom, I feel like it's going to be high ~ tide. She quickly stopped imagining.

At this time, He Jinyin had been holding the guitar and sitting on the stone bench beside the Wutong tree.

Then, tune it up. He played softly.

When he played, the midsummer appeared in his head.

Then, in his mouth, he sang: ”will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow. Do you still think about you tomorrow? The teachers can't remember you who cry most. You can't guess the problem... ”

Bouncing, bouncing, in my head, I couldn't help but emerge the scene at that time.

That time, just in high school, he was dressed in rags and timidly stood in the crowd. He was a little dirty. No one was willing to sit at the same table with him.

It's her. Stand up and take the initiative to sit with her.

Another time, he was bullied and beaten by others. He was too timid to fight back.

She, too, stood up in front of him and said intermittently in a stammering tone: ”don't bully he Jinyin... He Jinyin... You fight back, you fight back.”

You fight back, you fight back... Those words seem to be echoing in my mind at the moment.

He Jinyin's eyes are a little red.

The voice of singing is getting louder and louder.

The guitar is getting louder and louder.

”You used to be very careful. You asked me to borrow half an eraser. You also inadvertently mentioned that you like to be with me...”

He remembered the time when he was so hungry that she timidly handed her lunch box.

”He Jinyin, my meal, for you to eat...”

Bouncing, he Jinyin's eyes were already very red.

In his mouth, he continued to sing: ”who comforts you who cry, who read the letter I wrote to you, who threw it in the wind, the old days are gone, and I will have my wife...”

At this moment, he Jinyin seemed to have completely integrated into it.

As if, at this moment, dream back to youth, dream back to that midsummer.

Shen Mengjun was stunned when he played the first note.

And when she continued to listen, the whole person trembled.

”That's him... It sounds so good...” Shen Mengjun was shocked beyond words.

She really didn't expect that any ”classmate” in this school could play such a beautiful guitar.

At that moment, she wanted to shoot a short video for he Jinyin.

However, at the moment, he Jinyin's guitar stopped suddenly.

He stopped playing and singing.

”Thank you for your guitar...” he Jinyin returned the guitar to Shen Mengjun, and then turned away.

Shen Mengjun wants to say something more, but at the moment he Jinyin has gone far.

”I forgot to leave his wechat and phone number!” Shen Mengjun regretted, ”I don't know which college or major he is.”

At the moment, she held the guitar and looked at the direction he Jinyin left. Suddenly, she remembered that the mobile phone didn't seem to turn off the function of recording video just now.

She hurriedly turned on her mobile phone and found that the guitar and songs she had just recorded were recorded in her mobile phone.

Of course, because the camera of the mobile phone is not aimed at he Jinyin. So he didn't record his people.

But that's enough!

Because the sound was recorded.

She clicked on the play.

Then the familiar voice sounded just now.

First the guitar, the tune.

A moment later, his voice sounded like a song.

”Will you ring tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, will you still think about you who used to cry most...”

”Who married the sentimental you...”

”The old days are gone, and I will have my wife...”

“……”

The whole song, the whole tune, was recorded.

And there's no noise.

Because here, just now there were only she and he Jinyin. Just now, she didn't say a word, and he Jinyin was completely in the state of playing the guitar.

”Great, the mobile phone actually recorded it!” Shen Mengjun was overjoyed. Then, with his mobile phone, he went to the school radio station.

Shen Mengjun is a cadre of the student union at school. In addition, he is also a broadcaster at the school radio station.

He has a natural good voice and speaks very well, just like a radio host on TV.

In the past, she was dubbing ”Jin Ping Mei” in the dormitory. She was stunned to hear the other three girls in the dormitory without sleep all night. That is, after that night, her name of ”dirty king” was recognized by the whole dormitory.

At the moment, she rushed to the radio station.

Today, she is going to play this song on the radio station.

Such a beautiful guitar and song are played and sung by people in Ninghai University. How can it be buried?

The whole school must hear it!!!