The program team lost contact, and the desert island live broadcast reversed the character design

Chapter 133 New Song Upload
The barrage almost made me cry to death.

But Su Zhe never cared about the life or death of the barrage and sang softly:

【Who meets you who is sentimental?
who comforts you who cry

Who read the letter I wrote to you

Who threw it in the wind]

After finishing singing about regret, Su Zhe started playing guitar solo again, leaving enough time for the barrage to miss.

Barrage: You are so weird!
[Jiang Qiong, are you okay?I miss you. 】

[Feng Chuchu, Class [-], Grade [-], let’s be together after graduation! 】

[Li Bei, I like you!You are getting married tomorrow, I can only say it here! 】

[Zhang Lei, don’t sleep in class from now on. Your next deskmate won’t be like me and secretly tell you the answers when the teacher asks questions. 】

Su Zhe didn't expect that the barrage would suddenly become a confession wall, recording countless subtle emotions.

This even made him break his defense——

Damn it, why do you all have female roommates?Why has he always had male classmates since junior high school?

A group of idiots know this all day long:

Go play ball?Going all night?Next film?Borrow books (rent a bookstore)?

pissed him off!

Over the years, his only female deskmate turned out to be... Bah, disgusting!
Xing Bingyan was silently enjoying the song, and suddenly saw Su Zhe turning to look at her, as if she could see a little bit of friendship in his eyes (an illusion), and her heart suddenly beat wildly:
Why is he looking at me?Could it be...

No, he is the devil!
【The old days are gone

i will have my wife too

I will show her pictures too
Tell her about you at the same table]

Su Zhe sang to the end, but still chose to contain his sad emotions and restrained himself.

【Who married the sentimental you
who comforts you who cry

who put your long hair up
Who made your wedding dress?]

During the final "la la la" sound, the guests couldn't help but burst into violent applause:
"Teacher Su, we are sure to win the championship!"

"Win the championship? If the program team allows Teacher Su to sing two songs, then we can only compete for third place."

“I feel like this song is better than ‘Brother Sleeping on My Top Bunk’!”

"Each has its own merits, and they all write sincerely and touch people's hearts."

The barrage was even more exaggerated. The audience only wished that they were not there, otherwise they would have to let Su Zhe know how much they "hate" him!How much I love him!

[Someone said a few days ago that Su Zhe is the best in the history of Chinese folk songs. I think it is too exaggerated.I was wrong. 】

[Su Zhe usually looks very straight. When playing games, he said, "I'm sorry, I want to win." It almost made me laugh to death.As soon as he sings, he automatically transforms into a "affectionate artistic man", which is so delicate. 】

[Oh my god, I like both funny guys and artistic guys, what should I do? 】

[I just feel like the other people and the songs are doing their own thing, without interfering with each other. 】

[Maybe it’s because delicate people need to disguise themselves with exaggerated expressions. 】

[Brothers, deskmates... Will Su Zhe sing about first love in his next song? 】

[Oh my god, you can move me when you sing about your deskmate, but you can’t make me cry to death when you sing about first love?Don't even dare to listen! 】

[Stop talking, I'm still stuck in my heart. 】

[Hey, I don’t know when Su Zhe will upload this song. I really want to relive it over and over again. 】

【Wait for the finals!With 10 days left, this song will definitely win the championship. 】

[But how should I spend these ten days! 】

The guests also paid attention to the same issues as the barrage:

"Teacher Su, did you decide on this song for the finals?"

"Not necessarily." Su Zhe replied mysteriously, "If the barrage strongly requests it, I might upload it tonight."

The guests laughed:
"Stop joking, PD Cheng will cry to death? It's not like the new song will be released in the finals."

Su Zhe didn't say that he still had Wang Zha, he only said:

"But the audience seems to really want to hear it." The audience became excited and flooded the screen with comments:

[Yes, I want to hear it! 】

【I beg you!Upload it now!Don’t worry, even if the final song is not a new song, I will definitely contribute the clicks! 】

[My roommate is dying... My roommate wants to play a song on repeat before he dies, please. 】

[I am his deskmate, please send me a private message and I promise not to spread it! 】

Su Zhe looked at the barrage and didn't guarantee anything, but immediately went to the recording studio to discuss arrangement and other things with the foreign aid team.

Also like the previous one, the arrangement of this song is not very rich and needs to be improved.

The other foreign aid teams were extremely envious and looked eagerly at the person Su Zhe selected:

"Why can they participate in classic works as soon as they come to the show? This is so lucky!"

"On the other hand, other guests... Hey, you guys are fighting for your reputation! Go write a song!"

The guests felt the sharp and disgusting gaze of the foreign aid team, like a gleam on their backs, and felt aggrieved:

"Su Zhe is too busy! Writing one song in two weeks is enough haste, but you can't help but write one song in two days, and they are all classics! This makes us all useless!"

Even Lin Shaner, who is very enterprising, feels very distressed:

"Oppa, are you too ambitious?"

She recalled her thoughts before coming to China:
I am a very curly person, you Chinese artists have to get used to it.

Now it is:

Isn’t Oppa too curly?I can't adapt to this intensity!
A group of guests were autistic. They couldn't get through the exams and were despised by barrages and foreign aid groups. They were restless.

Regardless of what they thought, Su Zhe stayed up in the recording studio until 3 a.m. and finally finished recording "My Deskmate."

"Upload it?" asked the foreign aid team who stayed up late with me.

"Upload!" Su Zhe said lightly, "Don't keep the audience waiting."

The foreign aid team all looked at him with admiration:
A song of this level is not first released in the finals, but is uploaded for free. What a luxury!

After Su Zhe expertly posted songs on all platforms, he immediately saw someone commenting:

[Stayed until 3 o'clock, finally the wait came! 】

【Long live Su Zhe!I really stayed up late to record it! 】

[Hahaha, fortunately I didn't sleep. Look what good things I saw? 】

As soon as the new song was released, in the dead of night, it still startled a bunch of night owls.

They immediately promoted it spontaneously on Weibo and other places:

【Su Zhe has released a new song! 】

[(Life Is Ever Hateful of Water Changdong) The new song is called "You at the Same Desk", it sounds great!It’s very heartwarming and joyful, I recommend everyone to listen to it! 】

[Damn, if I hadn’t seen your nickname, I would have almost believed it. 】

[Putting poison late at night, don’t you want us to sleep? 】

【What to sleep on?I want to die in Su Zhe's music. 】

[(Philosophy) But I want to die in his arms even more. 】

【I can’t kill you!Listen to the song!We music fans are so obsessed with following the fandom. 】

At 3 o'clock in the morning, [Su Zhe's new song] reached the top of the hot search list.

Both passers-by and fellow travelers are used to this situation.

The last time "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Top Bunk" almost reached the top spot, but due to bad luck, it happened to hit a hot social incident and fell into second place.

Anyway, people in the industry have understood that apart from major events such as social hot topics and being top-notch, Su Zhe will surely reach the top as long as he releases new songs.

Variety shows also provide opportunities to see how well-known scenes are outside the circle.

This is the general trend of the rise of top stars!Everyone can only avoid the edge for the time being.

　I worked hard to finish writing this song today.Damn it, some great masters can write really well even if they spend thousands of dollars a day. I’m so jealous. I’m the colleague who got sucked into death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)