Peng Hui, who was completely immersed in the atmosphere of the song, did not notice that there was an extra person in front of him, nor did he notice that he was fed a mouthful of dog food.

The sound continued.

"You used to be very careful,

Ask me to borrow half an eraser.

You also accidentally said,

Like to be with me."

Teacher Li and Mrs. Li looked at each other and smiled inexplicably.

The song seems to be a true portrayal of the two of them.

Teacher Li and his wife are classmates. They went to school together, graduated together, worked together, and got married together.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years of ups and downs have passed.

When Teacher Li came to his senses, the song had come to an end.

"The old days are gone,

I will also have my wife.

I will also show her photos,

Tell her about your deskmate.

Who married the sentimental you?

Who comforts you who loves to cry?

Who tied up your long hair?

Who made your wedding dress?

La... la...

La... la...

La... la...

La... la..."

As the last syllable ended, Peng Hui was suddenly awakened from the world of the song by a burst of warm applause.

"The song is so good!" Mrs. Li gave a rare compliment. The next moment, she smiled naturally.

Teacher Li looked a little surprised.

Seeing that Peng Hui was a little strange, Teacher Li quickly explained: "Your wife used to love to laugh, but she didn't like to laugh after she retired."

"I used to laugh for fifteen hours twenty-four hours a day. I laughed too much and I stopped laughing." Mrs. Li shook her head and asked with a chuckle: "Did you write this song?"

?”

"Uh...yes." Peng Hui nodded.

"Does it have a name?"

"I haven't decided on a name yet." Peng Hui scratched his head, feeling a little confused.

He is the kind of person who has difficulty coming up with a name, so I really haven’t thought of a name for this song yet.

"How about calling it "My Deskmate"?" Mrs. Li asked with a smile.

Both Peng Hui and Teacher Li's eyes lit up.

"This sounds great!" Peng Hui said happily.

"I didn't expect to hear such a campus folk song." Mrs. Li said with emotion, "I haven't listened to a song for many years."

"Yes, it went by so fast." Teacher Li also said with emotion.

But after coming back to his senses, Teacher Li looked at Peng Hui in surprise and punched him directly in the chest.

"Okay, you boy!" Teacher Li exclaimed, "You're good at singing."

"Xiao Peng's singing skills have reached the top level of amateurs, right?" Mrs. Li asked with the same emotion.

"More than that!" Teacher Li said inexplicably with a shocked look on his face: "It is already considered a relatively weak professional level."

"Ah? Professional level? This...Xiao Peng, have you ever been to a bar to sing?" Mrs. Li asked in surprise.

"Uh... I'm an anchor." Peng Hui explained with some embarrassment: "Occasionally I like to sing with two voices, but... but not before..."

"Anchor? No wonder." Teacher Li said in surprise: "But with your singing skills, it would be a pity to be an anchor. How about it? Do you want to come to the music department? When you graduate, let your teacher mother arrange for you to go to Berklee College of Music?"

Peng Hui looked at Mrs. Li with some surprise.

Mrs. Li returned a faint smile.

"Your teacher's wife is one of the Asian tutors at Berklee College of Music and has the right to recommend." Teacher Li said proudly.

Peng Hui was amazed.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Peng didn't major in music?" Mrs. Li seemed to have realized it at this time, and asked in surprise: "What major did you major in before?"

"I majored in puppetry." Peng Hui replied with a smile.

"Puppet show?" Mrs. Li glanced at Teacher Li, and after getting the hint from her husband who shook his head, she chose silence.

She had learned from her husband that the puppet show department was going to be dismantled. She originally thought it was just an insignificant topic, but now...

Once again, I have to sigh with emotion that our motherland is indeed a land of outstanding people. This small puppet system on the verge of extinction has such a young professional singer. It is really...

"Teacher Li, Mrs. Li." Peng Hui sat upright and bowed to the two of them, then whispered: "Thank you both for your kindness, but I still like the puppet performance department, and I have not changed my department in a short period of time.

Thoughts, so...I'm sorry."

Seeing Peng Hui bowing to them, the couple had a headache.
Chapter completed!