In the evening, music started to sound on the campus of the University of International Business and Economics. Jin Xuehui, a dance student at the 15th level of the Finance Major in the School of International Business, was having a meal in the cafeteria and was also browsing the campus forum with her mobile phone.

At this time, the discussion on Song Yi's three campus folk songs at the University of Foreign Trade forum was still hot. Some high-quality replies were raised.

Under the high-definition video "You, Deskmate" officially released by the Institute of Financial Management, the highest reply was the account called "Fat Conan".

You can see the identity in the backstage of the campus forum, but the reply is not the real name. It is the same as surfing the Internet.

"When I was fourteen years old, you, the deskmate, helped me write love letters and pursue the goddess. Today, six years later, I looked through the old albums of junior high school again and found that they were all you. Only then did I understand who I care about the most? We missed the most important years in our lives, and now we are strangers."

Likes 1570.

There are also high praises below.

Alumni 1: "Fortunately, my deskmate turned into my girlfriend. I tried to turn her into a mother of the child."

Likes 1221.

Alumni 2: "I didn't know the meaning of the song when I first listened to it, but I was already a person in the song when I listened to it again."

Likes 1033.

Alumni 3: "The school uniform is the only couple outfit I and her have worn. The graduation photo is the only photo I have taken with her."

Number of likes 987.

Alumni 4: "I silently hugged my first deskmate in my second year of high school. I plan to get my certificate after graduating from college."

Jin Xuehui couldn't help but exclaim to her roommate: "What kind of talent does this mean to write such a moving song."

Roommate Xiao Jia chuckled, "Xuehui, are you secretly in love with him? You, school beauties, hurry up. I heard from my fellow villager that he told his classmate Gu Wanyao backstage that he had a girlfriend."

Jin Xuehui smiled and shook her head, "Are you rejected Gu Wanyao?" Thinking of the timeless poem in her exercise book, I always feel that this foggy boy still exudes a fresh and charming atmosphere.

Roommate Xiao Jia smiled and said, "Yes. When we mention it, we are so jealous that we are going crazy! Gu Wanyao actually kissed such a handsome man in public! Is there any reason for nature? Is there any kingly law?"

Jin Xuehui almost laughed with a mouthful of rice. She knew that this was really the idea of ​​many girls. Song School Grass was taken advantage of by Gu Wanyao. Just then, a tall and handsome white-faced boy came over to say hello with a smile, "Hello, classmate Jin."

Jin Xuehui didn't hold her back, covered her mouth and smiled, "Hello, classmate Lin Yu, I heard about it in the background." Two days before the party started, I heard that Lin Yu once wanted to sing with Song Yi. This was simply ridiculous in the world.

Lin Yu's face was slightly dark, but she still sat down with a thick face and explained it to Jin School Beauty.

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After dinner, Zhang Liang, Bawang, Peng Qian and others brag in the dormitory and played mobile games online with two classmates from the dormitory next door.

As soon as the game was finished, the phone in the dormitory rang. The domineering king who sat nearest said weakly: "I have heard the phone ringing these two days and I have vomited. Qian'er, you guys are still energetic to answer?"

Lao Song was shining on the stage last night, showing his style like a superstar. I don’t know how many girls in the school were fascinated. Roses on that ground surround him! I don’t know how many boys I envy.

Calling him a school grass is underestimated. This is a completely campus idol!

He has also read the hot posts on campus forums, but apart from those things about feelings, he thinks that a few posts are very pertinent.

"The freshmen of the Jinan Institute of Management may not realize how lucky they are! With Song Yi's current development momentum, this is the rhythm that superstars will rise. He sang two songs at this evening party, maybe you are enjoying the treatment of the Spring Festival Gala."

"Song Yi's typhoon, his singing level, and his awesome songs are really at the level of concert! I didn't expect that I wanted to watch a concert for the first time, since it was because my classmates were singers. As long as Song Yi held a concert, I would definitely buy tickets to support him."

"These girls in the school were a little fascinated by Song Yi and did not understand the profound meaning he wanted to express in his singing.

Listen to the song "Wish", this typical middle school campus song is immature and clean. "Have You in Your Life" is a whisper of a broken heart. "You in the Deskmate" is a graduation song.

I'll set up a falg here, and Song Yi will probably drop out of school this year! So, girls want to chase him, hurry up! Your time is as long as Chinese football, there is not much more."

Peng Qian took a sip of water happily and walked to the landline on the table at the door, "There are all beauties, why should I be unspirited? According to my statistics, seniors are the most implicit, with only sixteen phone calls. Seniors in the sophomore and juniors are the most unrestrained, and there are also feeders."

Zhang Liang turned around and turned around and said, "Didn't you tell the seniors that Lao Song doesn't live in the dormitory?"

Peng Qian said, "You can't stop the turbulent hearts of the seniors! The colder the old Song is, the more seniors are, the more they are!" He picked up the phone, pressed the speakerphone, and said skillfully: "Hello, this is the 3014 dormitory. Song Yi is not here!"

"Hehe. I'm Bai Jiajia." A pleasant laugh came from the phone. It was Bai Jiajia, the beautiful host of the Jinguan Academy. "I know Song Yi is not here. I bought some cherries for you online, remember to pick them up, and then say to Song Yi."

Peng Qian said: "Okay." He hung up the phone, and the other three people who were playing mobile games looked at the Overlord.

The overlord said angrily: "What do you think of me? Bai Jiajia is a classmate in the yard. Although she had a hint to invite Lao Song to eat cherries, we can't say it out! You have to be kind, comrades."

"Haha!" A group of classmates burst into laughter. It was still the boss who could do the job.

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Guo Liru was also making a phone call, but she was calling her classmates from the Foreign Studies University. The campus forums of major universities in Songjiang University Town are not connected. But the videos of Song Yi's three songs have been posted online.

Moreover, many of the six universities here are high school classmates and have connections with each other. The foreign language university naturally knows it.

High school classmate Shi Xuenan asked her about the interesting news about that night: "Liru, have you also gone up to the flowers? I saw you in your official video."

Guo Liru had a plump figure, with a big braid, and called in a secluded place downstairs of the girls' dormitory. Her pretty face was slightly hot, and she said cutely: "Yes. I have paid attention to him for a long time. Giving him a bouquet of roses can be considered a love affair."

Shi Xuenan smiled and encouraged, "If you like it, go chase it! I see those handsome boys, and they don't find good-looking girlfriends. Because they have many choices, they will pay attention to the inner self of girls and their help. Aren't you a literary girl?"

Guo Liru sighed: "He is different! In short, the competition is too fierce! If I want to have such a beautiful face as you, I will definitely try it. He will appear on the music channel of Yangcheng TV at 8:30 tonight, so I have to prepare to watch TV."

"Well, bye bye. Go back to Jiangcheng together on National Day."

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Xie Zijin is from the Demon City. Mid-Autumn Festival is just the weekend, so she naturally has to go home to accompany her parents. On the contrary, her brother has already started working and has not come back.

In the afternoon, I dealt with my mother's curiosity half true and half false. After dinner, the little fairy returned to her bedroom on the second floor of the villa, happily opened the live broadcast of the program, waiting for Xiao Song to appear. At the same time, she chatted with her besties in a small WeChat group.

Several of her best friends were talking about Song Yi and kept @ her. She went home in the afternoon to concentrate on dealing with her mother, so she didn't have time to reply to their news! She would look at the news records one by one.
Chapter completed!