What to do if you become famous too fast

Pictures of the past appeared in front of Zheng Feng's eyes.

Wang Huan gently plucked the guitar strings.

The slightly sad guitar sounds especially clear in the night.

It's just that the sound of the music is extremely low, as if someone is whispering in the night, as if the shadow is far away~~~

The reporter who was secretly taking pictures not far away received a stern warning from Lu Mingjun, no one is allowed to turn on the flash to take pictures, and they are not allowed to record Zheng Feng's appearance.

Otherwise, you are at your own risk.

Today's Wang Huan has been marked as inviolable in the reporter's heart, and of course he nodded in agreement with Lu Mingjun's words like a chicken pecking at rice.

In the middle of the road, Zheng Feng just stood there in a daze, still dragging the box in his hand.

not moving at all.

The street lamps stretched his shadow very long.The night wind blew, and the black shadow seemed to sway slightly.

Wang Huan softly opened his mouth and sang:

"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green.

The sound of the willow flute blows in the evening wind, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains. "

The voice was rare and soft, and there was an inexplicable sadness in the middle of the night.It makes people feel a little worried for no reason.

Zheng Feng's brain was buzzing.

He seems to have seen a scene of an ancient road in the northwest, desolate, lonely, and lonely in the desert.

He didn't expect that Wang Huan and the three of them knew the time of his departure.

He never thought that Wang Huan would write a song specially to see him off.

There seems to be a touch of wind blowing from the Northwest desert in the singing.

Let his heart be touched suddenly.

Wang Huan's singing is still floating in the sky gently, and the breath of parting sorrow is rippling in the air.

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of the best friends are scattered.

A pot of turbid wine is more than happy, don't dream of cold tonight. "

From now on, the brothers will be separated, on each side of the world.

Wei Shuo and Chen Hui didn't know what song Wang Huan would sing tonight. At the beginning, they still listened with smiles.However, hearing this, the hearts of the two of them seemed to be hit hard.

Especially Wei Shuo, this kid has the most contact with Zheng Feng.

Eye sockets turned red.

He took out a bottle of Erguotou from his back, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into his mouth.

The hot high-concentration liquor entered his throat, choking Wei Shuo violently, and tears came out.But he didn't care about his embarrassment, but walked up to Zheng Feng and handed Erguotou over.

Zheng Feng took Erguotou, and also took a big gulp.Like Wei Shuo, he started coughing violently due to the hasty filling.

Their eyes were red and they looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

"You're crying, haha, madman."

"You cried too, wretched man."

"You said you would never cry in your life."

"You said that too."

"I got sand in my eye."

"I'm the wind blowing into something."

The two made fun of and slandered each other, but as they talked, their voices lowered and gradually became silent, and then... fell into a long silence.

look at each other.

Everyone opened their arms at the same time, embraced each other, and patted each other's back vigorously.At the same time, she secretly wiped away her tears, but she couldn't hold back the tears at this moment.

The two said something, and suddenly found that their throats were choked.

Wang Huan's singing floated over.

"Thousands of love, a glass of wine, and the sound of the flute urging.

Ask you when you will be here, and don't linger when you come.

The ends of the sky, the corners of the earth, knowing friends are scattered.

A pot of turbid wine is more than happy, don't dream of cold tonight. "

Even in the climax part, the voice is not high, but full of vicissitudes and melancholy.

Gently echoed in the night wind.

It's like calling out.

Especially the quiet atmosphere in the middle of the night at this moment, coupled with Wang Huan's unique emotions and gradually hoarse voice, completely made Wei Shuo and Zheng Feng sink into the sadness of parting.

May I ask you when you will return here?

Don't dream cold tonight!

heard here.

Chen Hui's heart trembled suddenly, he stood up, stepped forward and beat Zheng Feng's arm vigorously.

If it was an ordinary farewell, perhaps everyone's mood swings would not be so great.However, this time, Zheng Feng is going to the Great Northwest, thousands of miles away.

This time parting.

No one knows when the next meeting will be, and it may even be difficult to contact each other in the future.

The former dormitory 410 has never existed since then...

It is no longer possible for the four wolves of 410 to laugh and curse in the same dormitory.

The former 410 four will never return to their original student days.