C18 You at the Same Table

Pure singing, no, no accompaniment needed.

A faint recollection, a faint sadness, flowed out from that slightly hoarse voice. It was like the merciless flow of time, causing one to be unable to help but want to cry.

Almost at the same moment the voice rang out, the entire campus sank into silence.

The cicada quieted down and stopped showing off its voice; the bird stood silently on the branch, its dark eyes rolling.

On the way, the students and teachers couldn't help but look in the direction of the broadcast room. In the forest, the boys and girls who had good feelings for each other all bravely but cautiously held hands and sat down with their backs against a tree.

The dining hall was bustling with noise and excitement a moment ago, just like the ice plains after the north wind.

The soul-shaking sound rushed over in waves. The deliciousness in front of him had long been washed away. His sense of smell was completely sealed off at this moment. Only his hearing had been magnified to the extreme.

Cai Ziming's face turned ashen.

The song was very beautiful and the singing was also very outstanding. It was rare to find an original work that he had never heard of before. However, the more it was like this, the more unhappy he was.

He wanted Xuan to lose face!

What he wanted was to return the humiliation!

But now, he seemed to have failed and gave Xuan another chance to show himself.

For example, what would others think of a song that even he had to admit that he liked to listen to?

"Zi Ming, don't be angry. It's just a song. The days were still long. He couldn't have so much singing, could he? Besides, the radio room can't just sing, can it? " Wu Jiali consoled Cai Ziming when she saw his gloomy face.

Hearing this, Cai Ziming's face brightened up a lot.

That's right, this was just a failure, there was still a long way to go!

He could make Xuan lose script every day, but Xuan couldn't sing it every day.

They were both eating in the cafeteria, so Bai Ruohan's thoughts were extremely complicated.

In the past few days, she felt that Xuan was becoming less and less like the Xuan she knew.

Bold, smarter, more caring, more...

Alright, she is much more shameless than before. Recalling the white sticky substance she accidentally saw, her heart starts to race.

In short, Xuan was different now. He looked like a different person.

Apart from the little shamelessness, she admitted, he was her brother's perfect standard and her favorite type of boy.

But who would tell her when he could sing again? And it was an original one, one that seemed to have sung it many times, the kind that made people want to cry just by opening their throats?

"Disgusting. Who is this for?"

"He sang so emotionally that it made people want to cry. In the end, I've never heard him sing it before. He really is a bastard!"

She thought Xuan might have sung it to someone many times, but she couldn't hear it. For no reason, she felt sad.

The same voice, the same lyrics, in the ears of different people, definitely felt different.

In the broadcast room, Su Zi had long since forgotten to eat. She looked at the figure singing in admiration. For some unknown reason, when she heard that hoarse voice, she felt her heart tremble, as though there was a huge blockage in her heart.

Xuan originally wanted to break the stalemate, but the song carried an indescribable sadness. As he sang, he recalled the misery of his previous life, and he himself sank into it.

As a result, the singing went well for a long time, and the campus was quiet.

Unknowingly, there were already a lot of people standing outside the school gate, and the people below, where the broadcast room was located, were also looking up.

The song lasted for only two or three minutes, but by the time everyone had woken up, it was already past 12: 30.

"This... It seems like the broadcast has been interrupted for a long time. Xuan looked at Su Zi, who was still full of admiration.

"I …"

He was about to say that he didn't know when his landline phone suddenly rang.

"Shh, it's the principal's office!" Su Ziyi signaled Xuan to be quiet and then picked up the phone.

"Hello Principal, I'm Su Zi. Is there anything I can help you with?" Her voice was clear and melodious, as pleasant as spring water.

"It's fine. I just want to ask, what's the name of this song?" In the principal's office, the fifty year old principal was all smiles.

He did not know why he made this call, but when he heard the song, he suddenly thought of his smiley deskmate and realized that he had become old before he knew it. The mutual feelings he had for each other had already separated without him knowing it and they were no longer connected.

Xuan wrote "You on the Table" on the paper. Su Zi quickly replied. "Principal, this song is called" You on the Table ". Are you feeling well?"

"Sure?" The old headmaster was stunned, then laughed out loud in a rare way, "Not good, not bad! "Tell that Xuan that I like the song very much."

With that, he hung up.

Su Zi playfully blinked her eyes, made a "V" sign, and laughed with a "ya" sound.

Xuan had just let out a sigh of relief. He had heard the old headmaster's words. Of course there would be no trouble.

Su Zi went to turn off the microphone and was ready to eat.

At this moment, the phone rang again.

Xuan picked up. "Hello. This is the broadcast room. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Xuan, what the hell are you doing?"

"What are they singing? Are you openly proclaiming puppy love? "

"Also, let me ask you, who let you sing on your own? No script? Aren't you prepared for it? "

"…"

The person who called was Dean Huang Guangwei. Crackling sounds could be heard as the students roared like thunder. It was hard to imagine just how infuriated he was right now.

Xuan's body was sprayed all over. The receiver was half a meter away from his ear. He was afraid that saliva would come out.

Su Zi was stunned. She thought Huang Guangwei must have misunderstood. She took the phone from Xuan and said, "Professor Huang, I'm Su Zi. Isn't this …"

"Not what?"

"Su Zi, you're a good student. You've also worked in the radio station for two years. Why are you still so serious?"

"You think this is a small matter?"

"Let me tell you, this is not a small matter. This is a big matter!"

"This is a matter of principle, we definitely can't let it go so easily. I …" I... I want to punish him, I want to remove him from his post! "

Just like Xuan, Su Zi couldn't take it anymore. She said, "Professor Huang, before you called, the old principal just called. He said it was a good song and he liked it a lot."

"Do you want to punish Xuan and remove him from the job? Do you want to ask the principal's opinion?"

After she finished speaking, without even listening to what the other party was saying, Su Zi hung up the phone with a "pa" sound. She stuck out her tongue and patted her chest, "I was so scared. Such a loud voice almost gave me a heart attack!"

Su Zi was naturally charming to begin with, and her actions were eye-catching.

Xuan looked at his bulging chest. He made a joke. "Aren't you afraid that Huang will cause trouble?"

"Go, I'm not afraid of him." Su Zi didn't care, she rolled her eyes as she said that, then leaned over and mysteriously said: "I'll tell you in secret, but don't tell anyone, this Huang Guangwei isn't a good person. On the surface he looks decent, but he always likes to go to the girls' dormitory to visit, luckily I don't live in the school."

Xuan didn't know what Su Zi was talking about.

Of course, it wasn't that Su Zi's words weren't clear. The main reason was that she was too close to him. The girl's scent and hot breath made him dizzy.

In any case, it was true that Huang Guangwei was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nose.

If it were not for the holiday of the day before, naturally, he would have liked the poem "You at the same table" very well.

His mistake was that he already had a preconceived prejudice against Xuan, and it wasn't a small one at that.

Therefore, as soon as the song was finished, he was ready to cause trouble.

He had indeed done as he had planned, but now …

"Did the principal really call to praise him?"

"Can't be? The principal would be so free, and would even like this kind of song? "

"At his age, the principal should like the likes of 'Eastern Red'!"

Because of Su Zi's last words, Huang Guangwei forcefully retracted his anger after thinking it over.

He paced around the office. He wanted to ask the principal, but he didn't dare. What if it was real?

After thinking about it, he decided to endure it for the time being and not look for the principal.

But he didn't expect that the principal would have already come to look for him.

"Teacher Huang, you're in high spirits. I can hear you shouting from two floors away!" The moment they entered, the old headmaster smiled.

Hearing this, Huang Guangwei almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the old principal asked curiously, "What's wrong with Teacher Huang? Is he sick? If you're sick, hurry up and go to the hospital, I'll grant you a leave of absence! "

After saying this, he did not intend to stay any longer. The old principal was actually leaving.

However, before he left, he said something.

"Don't always use your adult mind to guess at the world of children. Sometimes, the world of children is much cleaner than most people imagine!"

"Also, don't talk about love all the time. You are also young. As a teacher, you must take responsibility for your words and actions!"

"..."