What just happened?

When the song ended, Peng Hui stared blankly at the guitar in his hand, feeling shocked from the bottom of his heart.

He just...

He actually played a song!

This may seem like nonsense, but you must know that even if Peng Hui has completed three years of self-study courses, it is almost impossible to play a song without any stumbles!

What's more, this is his first time playing!

It can be described as flowing clouds and flowing water!

And what surprised Peng Hui was that he could recall the melody he played before at any time if he wanted to!

Oh my gosh!

Why is his memory so good?

Peng Hui's face showed a surprised expression.

In fact, Peng Hui's memory has always been bad.

Otherwise, he would not have scored more than 400 points in the college entrance examination.

The reason is because I can't remember some details.

Although I can recall it in general, I can never remember some details clearly.

This is the main reason for his low performance.

But surprisingly, when I played this song, the score automatically appeared in my mind.

even……

Peng Hui picked up a pen and paper and wrote the lyrics according to the melody in his memory.

After a while, Peng Hui put down the pen in his hand, feeling a little confused when he saw such a page full of songs.

It’s not like he didn’t know that when he was studying music knowledge, some beautiful melodies would occasionally come to his mind.

But I never expected that I would actually compose a song for the first time!

a……

Campus folk songs!

This is a campus love style song.

But God knows, Peng Hui has never been in love!

How is this going?

Peng Hui looked at the music score in front of him, feeling a little confused.

"Excuse me, was it you who was playing the guitar just now?" A pleasant voice sounded in Peng Hui's ears.

Peng Hui was startled and subconsciously raised his head.

It's a boy.

Although the other person looks very delicate, he is indeed a boy.

In an instant, Peng Hui felt that he had lost all energy.

"Yes." Peng Hui replied lazily.

"Can you sing it again?"

"Sorry, I can't." Peng Hui shook his head decisively, put away the music sheet, picked up the guitar, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

The handsome boy frowned a little, but still watched Peng Hui leave.

After walking out of the classroom, Peng Hui looked a little confused.

Now……

what to do?

After thinking for a while, Peng Hui picked up his cell phone and called Teacher Li from the Music Department.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Teacher Li, I am Peng Hui from the Puppet Performance Department."

"Oh, Peng Peng, what's the matter? Do you want to transfer to our music department?" Teacher Li joked with a smile.

But the voice was faintly full of expectation.

"No...didn't you ask me to write a song before? I wrote one and wanted to play it for you."

"Oh, okay, but I'm back home now..."

"Can I go to your house?" Peng Hui asked in a low voice, "I will only delay you for ten minutes."

"Okay, my home is here... just take a taxi and I'll reimburse you the fare."

"Thank you, Teacher Li." Peng Hui thanked him.

An hour and a half later, Peng Hui arrived at Teacher Li's home.

"Hey, she's really here." Teacher Li saw Peng Hui and introduced with a smile: "This is my wife."

Teacher Li pointed to a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties and introduced her to Peng Hui.

"Hello, Master." After all, he was the teacher who taught him for half a year. Peng Hui's "Master" was very natural.

"Hello." The teacher's wife looked a little cold. After saying that, she turned and went back to the room.

"Don't mind, that's just her temperament. Didn't you say you wrote a song? Take it out and show it to me." Teacher Li said with a smile.

"Um...teacher, I'd better play it to you directly." Peng Hui thought about it and said a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, let's play." Teacher Li took a deep breath and was ready to be baptized by the magic sound.

However, when Peng Hui posed and waved the first string, Teacher Li's expression completely changed.

Through these six months of contact, Teacher Li naturally knows what Peng Hui's true level is.

Naturally, I also knew that Peng Hui had never touched the guitar before.

But at this time, just a short prelude was enough to tell that although the fingering was still a bit immature, but...

But it has reached a considerable level among amateurs!

"Will you remember it tomorrow?

The diary you wrote yesterday.

Are you still thinking about tomorrow?

You used to cry the most.

The teachers can no longer remember,

You can't guess the problem.

I also accidentally looked through photos,

I just remembered you at the same table."

As soon as he said a few simple sentences, Teacher Li's expression changed again.

I won’t go into the pros and cons of these lyrics. The key point is that what really attracts Teacher Li is Peng Hui’s voice!

Teacher Li knows Peng Hui’s voice characteristics very well.

There is a little bit of magnetism in the low tone.

After more than a year of training and practice, although Peng Hui's voice has not yet turned into a subwoofer, it already has a vaguely professional broadcasting accent.

However, at this time, when playing this song, Peng Hui's voice turned into a deep voice with a little hoarseness, but the magnetism disappeared!

In other words, he can actually control his voice!

This is obviously not something a beginner can do.

However, what surprised Teacher Li even more was what came next.

As the voice of the last line fell, the next line naturally reached the high C part of the whole song.

"Who married you who is sentimental?

Who read your diary?

Who tied up your long hair?

Who made your wedding dress?"

As soon as these four sentences came out, Teacher Li felt waves of numbness in his scalp.

"Squeak--" The bedroom door was opened, and Teacher Li's wife also appeared at the door of the bedroom with a surprised look on her face.

Mrs. Li came to Teacher Li's side and gently held Teacher Li's hand.
To be continued...