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27 A poetic expression of a young man’s love! The ’special guest’ spoke, and tears filled the entire audience! Add more!

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"Clang!"

In the quiet courtyard house, the crisp sound of teacups shattering suddenly rang out.

Zhang Yadong, who had a calm and playful expression when Lu Ze scoped in, stared blankly at the screen.

The expression on his face could no longer be described with shock.

He tilted his head and looked at the other musician who was also shocked.

"Have you read this one on the whiteboard?"

"No, I should have written it myself!"

"Old Li, did anything go wrong during the confirmation process? This performance really gives me the illusion that I missed the question in advance."

"No, the process is stuck. Every step is done by trustworthy people."

" So, it's really talent?"

Zhang Yadong shook his head.

"No, it's experience and accumulation!"

A middle-aged man beside him continued.

" I haven't read these words for a long time, and I haven't accumulated the experience and observation of each stage.

"It can't be written!"

"Now, I finally understand why his improvised music can have such heartfelt lyrics."

" But he's only in his twenties. He's accumulating, experiencing, and yet he can…"

"In this aspect."

The middle-aged man grinned and glanced at Zhang Yadong.

"It's the talent you mentioned just now!”

The few of them gradually finished speaking.

Lu Ze's performance had just begun!

After pushing the whiteboard to the side, Lu Ze returned to his comfortable position.

He smiled and looked at the camera.

" When I talked about the love of youth, many people asked the host if there was love when she was young."

"You guys are quite gossipy!"

"Besides, there's no need to ask this question, right? Do you think the host has experienced love when she was young?”

"The host is so handsome, so of course he has experienced it before! Is there a need to say?"

"She can talk and sing well! I don't believe that you've never been a scumbag!”

"I'm a girl. According to my experience in school, when the host was in high school or university, receiving less than ten love letters a day meant that the girls in your school had no taste!”

The screen was full of praises and flattery, making Lu Ze smile until his eyes narrowed.

After a long while, he casually waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, since we're on this topic, let me talk about it."

"Things like details might seem annoying and trivial if we talk too much about them.”

"Then tell me a few scenes that I still remember vividly."

After straightening his back slightly, traces of memories slowly appeared on Lu Ze's face.

He raised his hand and casually pressed a few keys on the keyboard beside him.

It was like a key and password to open a memory valve.

It was a voice that had the traces of time.

Just like that, it fell into everyone's ears at an unhurried pace!

" She's a very beautiful person. I'm a very mischievous person who studies."

" That's why I would always lie on the table and slack off during the first class in the hot afternoon. She would always sit behind me and poke me with those ballpoint pens that cost one yuan each."

"You know, that thing is quite poor quality. Once you poke it, a large piece of blue ink will appear. No matter how you wash it, it won't wash off.”

"I mentioned this to her once. I said, how ugly is it to make your clothes like this? She said, white shirt with blue ink, doesn't it look like a sunny day? I think it looks very good!"

"I've kept this dress until now."

Lu Ze continued.

"There was another time. If I remember correctly, it was summer. We went home together after school at night.”

"The weather was originally quite good, but as we walked, it started to rain heavily. Neither of us brought an umbrella. The streets instantly turned into rivers."

"I took off my school uniform jacket and put it over their heads. Then I ran all the way forward, forward."

"Finally, we found a place where we could take shelter from the rain. The two of them, drenched from head to toe, did not say anything or do anything.”

"I just stood under that small roof, smiling at each other, watching the street lights light up, and watching the traffic flow. Even when the rain stopped, she was still unwilling to leave."

"At that time, I thought that rainy days were really beautiful."

"I only understood later."

"Actually, the most beautiful thing isn't the rainy day. Instead…I used to hide under the roof with her."

The voice stopped here again.

It had been broken for about a minute.

"And then? What happened after that?"

"Hurry up and tell me, host! What happened after that?"

"Don't say half of it!"

"Later, there was no later."

Lu Ze grinned.

His gaze was once again filled with memories.

"After that, she went to the capital to study in university, while I stayed in Chengdu to make music.”

"After that, we didn't contact each other for a long time. When we contacted each other again, I received it."

"It's an invitation."

After saying this indifferently.

Lu Ze pulled the guitar from his side.

He also took out the empty ring box from the gift box and shook it gently in front of the camera.

"The love of youth has actually been forgotten a lot as we grew up.”

"But there are some things that you will never forget no matter how long it takes!”

"So I went to her wedding!”

"I sang a song for her in a dressing room filled with flower petals…"

"Then, he gave her an empty ring box."

"Oh, right!"

Lu Ze looked up at the screen and then slowly lowered his head.

"This song is called 'Honored Guest!'"

"Now I'll sing it for you!"

......

Luo City, in a small but warm room.

An intellectual woman with her hair casually tied up was sitting casually on the sofa with a phone in her hand.

Laughing and laughing.

Until a little boy, who was walking shakily, ran up to her shakily.

He placed his tender little hand on her face.

After casually wiping it twice, her voice was filled with worry.

"Mommy, why are you crying?"

"Which winter is it since we broke up? What day is it today?"

" Occasionally I think of you, your sudden text message."

"You caught me off guard."

Her voice was light and a little sad.

The woman raised her hand and wiped her slightly red eyes.

He picked up the child.

"Because…"

"In this uncle's story."

"Mommy saw herself when she was sixteen."

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