"Why were you good to me back then
And why have you grown cold now
I know love is hard to stop once it starts
If it was never mine, I shouldn't have wanted it anyway."
Murmuring softly, the simple lyrics sometimes possessed tremendous charm when paired with singing skills honed to perfection.
Everyone was just a little surprised. They had not expected Jiang Siming to sing a love song.
They had assumed Jiang Siming would sing some inspirational song to motivate the students.
But heaven knew how much these children did not want to hear that kind of tune. They had already heard enough motivational speeches to grow sick of them.
Instead, songs about love and romance were much more welcome.
It seemed that everyone who had gone through adolescence had felt the same way.
"You and I once shared the same hobbies
Whose ears have not been surrounded by quatrains
The two of us speaking in Classical Chinese was truly hilarious
We even laughed at Cao Cao coveting Xiao Qiao"
Jiang Siming's singing was exceptionally infectious, leaving everyone intoxicated.
Moreover, these lyrics sang of the pure feelings of their student days.
Classical Poetry Quatrains, Classical Chinese, Bronze Sparrow Bridge—these were all extremely familiar to anyone who had experienced student life.
Indeed, how many people had mocked Cao Cao for wanting to seize Xiao Qiao when they were young, looking down on Cao Cao with disdain, only to admire him immensely after growing up and wish they could become someone like him?
Jiang Siming had not lied to them. This song really was a gift for the students.
Many students who had graduated or were about to begin a new life at a new school felt a hundred conflicting emotions as they listened.
The song was like voicing everything