"Big star, go sing a song!"

   "Yes, it was only at the end of three years in high school that you knew how good you sang!"

   "Haha, the classmates are all signed, can you sell money with your signature?"

   "Shu Cheng, what song do you sing? What is the song from the previous "Mask Singer"?"

  Shu Cheng's dark eyes looked at the vivid faces, and the corners of his red lips made a smile: "Original."

   "Wow——" The whole class cheered again.

   "Then we are not the first group of listeners to listen to this song?! Will you tell me later is it a big deal?!"

   "Hahaha, just because Shu Cheng is a classmate who borrowed me to copy homework, I can go to university to show off!"

  "Don't call me a big star, I will be proud!" Shu Cheng got up, not holding a shelf, smiling.

   "Puff!" Everyone laughed. Those who didn't like Shu Cheng so much also let go of their unhappiness today, and slowly fell in love with the teenager's character.

   "I'm going to borrow a guitar!"

  The boy’s leaving the box is still full of noise.

   "What original song do you think Shu Cheng can sing!"

   "I don't know! It must be a good song! You haven't seen his original strength in "The King of Masked Singer"."

   "Puff, it's funny when I think of it, the big music guys call him one by one!"

  The young man soon borrowed a guitar, found a place to sit casually amidst the noise, plucked the string between his index finger and thumb, and sang in a low voice:

   "That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers,"

  "Quietly driving for me in every corner of my life,"

   "I thought I would be by his side forever,"

   "Today we have left and we are in a huge crowd."

  All the people present were stunned, and there was instant silence, leaving only the voice of a young man singing.

   "Are they all old?"

   "Where are they!"

   "We just went to the end of the world separately."

  A sense of melancholy climbed into my heart, and many girls had tears in their eyes.

  We are just like this... each one goes to the end of the world.

   "La... miss her,"

   "Hey... is she still driving?"

   "Lah...Go!"

  Shu Cheng’s slender fingers sandwiched the paddle clip and flicked the strings. The **** standard was as perfect as a textbook.

  The boy's dark eyes stared at the people present, and unknown emotions flashed under her eyes, and she sang in a low voice:

   "They have been blown away and scattered on the horizon,"

  "Some stories are not finished yet, so forget it!"

  "Those moods have been difficult to distinguish between true and false in the years."

  "There are no flowers nowadays overgrown with grass,"

  "Fortunately, I once had your spring and autumn, winter and summer."

  Fortunately...

  Once had your spring and autumn, winter and summer.

  Shu Cheng smiled, although I haven't been with you for long, but this song is for you as a souvenir!

   "Are they all old?"

   "Where are they!"

   "We just went to the end of the world separately."

  Many people present were crying. They were sobbing in the song, and everyone was going to the end of the world on their own!

  Three years...

  Three years...Even so soon, everyone has to leave.

  They thought that maybe as soon as they wake up, everyone can appear in the classroom and play with them as usual, but they didn’t expect that they were going to be parted!

   "They have been blown away and scattered on the horizon,"

   "Are they all old?"

   "Where are they!"

   "We just went to the end of the world separately."