On the Internet, more and more people choose to watch live broadcasts.

There were a lot of people who didn't watch the live broadcast because of this or that reason, but they always thought about the live broadcast and paid attention to the time at any time.

No one wants to miss Li Fan's new song.

There are more and more people watching live broadcasts, and the Internet is naturally getting more and more lively.

"Hahaha! Catch up, after this school's program is over, it's Mr. Li Fan's song, right? It's really timely."

"Hey! I've caught up too. Other things can be left out for the time being, but Mr. Li Fan's new song must be listened to."

"Finally waiting for Mr. Li Fan's new song. I am about to say goodbye to campus life completely. In this new song of Mr. Li Fan, let me drift away. Goodbye, campus life."

"Yes, let those of us who are about to graduate, say goodbye to campus life in this new song by Mr. Li Fan."

"Farewell, from now on, campus life will only appear in memories. Goodbye, my school. Goodbye, my youth."

"Oh! You are going to say goodbye to campus life in singing. For those of us who have graduated for many years, we must return to our campus life in the singing voices that are about to sound. Go back to school and return to school. When I was young and frivolous, I went back to the classroom. I remembered the former classmates, the former teachers, the former classmates, the former secretly in love with her."

"Yes, for those of us who have graduated, it is dreaming back to the past, dreaming back to a place that was once more familiar. There are our youth and frivolousness, and all our youth. There are people we once loved. Of course, they have never loved us. Are they all okay?"

"Whether it is to say goodbye or to come back, we all meet at this moment. Meeting you in the past, meeting us in the future."

"It's about to start, let us wait quietly. Maybe we need to listen to this song quietly."

"Yes, it requires quiet listening. I am ready."

"I'm also ready. This moment has finally come."

"..."

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On the Internet, countless people are ready to listen.

At the scene, the last school program slowly ended, and the actors of the program bowed to the audience's position on the stage to thank the audience.

The audience burst into applause.

In every show, the audience will not spare their applause.

The actors of the show exited slowly to applause.

The applause of the audience watching the scene gradually subsided.

After calming down, the scene became very quiet. Unlike at the end of the previous show, the scene was full of noisy murmurs.

Now, the scene is very quiet.

Maybe it's because everyone doesn't want to let words distract their attention. All their thoughts have already arrived on the next show.

They are waiting for Tan Zhe's appearance.

However, all the media reporters on the scene were uncharacteristically, and they began to become excited. The cameras and cameras in their hands were all aimed at the channels through which the performers appeared.

The main purpose of their coming here is to come for this last song.

Therefore, all of them looked excited at this time, and they were finally waiting for the final highlight.

In the backstage lounge.

Tan Zhe finally stopped being as nervous as before, and should finally be able to barely play.

He actually wants to wait a little longer, but the previous show has already left, the host is already broadcasting the next show, and he will have to appear soon.

In fact, he was already prepared, but he was very nervous.

The host’s broadcast is over, and he is about to appear.

Finally, he took a long breath, took a guitar, and walked to the entrance hall.

Wang Zhe, Xie Peng, Liu Fei and others who were also in the background were inexplicably nervous at this time. They were nervous for Tan Zhe.

At the same time, I secretly prayed in my heart, praying that Tan Zhe's singing can pass by. You don’t need to play super level, just need to play normally.

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When Tan Zhe walked out of the singing channel, he could feel everyone's eyes on the scene locked on him, and he could also feel all the media reporters' cameras and cameras aimed at him.

He also knew that there were countless pairs of eyes watching him on the Internet at this time.

Even Li Fan was watching him at this time.

He knew all of this, but he tried not to think about it. Only in this way would he not be so nervous.

What made him breathe a sigh of relief is that after he found himself on the stage, he was far less nervous than in the background.

Now he is also nervous, but it is already within an acceptable range, and it shouldn't affect his singing anymore.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and felt confident.

Go to the center of the stage, where there is already placed a high-swivel chair, a microphone stand, and naturally a microphone.

He sat on the chair, held the guitar to his chest, and carefully adjusted the height of the microphone.

Everyone at the scene, or everyone watching the live broadcast on the Internet, was watching Tan Zhe quietly, no one said anything.

Everyone is quietly waiting for Tan Zhe to start singing.

Finally, Tan Zhe seemed to be ready.

He whispered to the microphone: "Mr. Li Fan's latest song "You at the same table", for everyone."

He only said this sentence.

This sentence was enough, plus, he didn't know what else to say.

Although he is not too nervous, his head still seems to be unclear.

Of course, this will not affect his singing.

"Are you at the same table?" Whether it was everyone on the scene or everyone watching the live broadcast on the Internet, they all repeated the song title gently in their hearts.

They finally knew the name of the song.

Listening to this name, there is no doubt that it is a campus song.

You at the same table...

From elementary school to university, I have had a lot of tablemates, some still have some impressions, but some have been completely confused and even have no memory.

Time is always quietly taking away everyone's memory, even the unforgettable memories.

Everyone is recalling their tablemates, and they find that there are many tablemates, and they have no impression.

Only the tablemates I have had a crush on are still in the deepest part of my heart, with some familiar memories, but they are also beginning to become blurred.

The scene was very quiet, Tan Zhe began to play the guitar, and the prelude began to sound.

The prelude is very simple, it seems like there are only a few simple notes, and it is also very soothing, gently, and slowly...

With a little bit of sentimentality, and with a little taste of the past, a little nostalgia, people unconsciously fall into the memory.

Memories of the school, the same table...

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