Gentle and soothing.
The melody was fresh and healing, and the lyrics perfectly captured the delicate feelings of new students arriving on campus. It possessed a sense of youthful romance, tinged with a beautiful sadness.
Most importantly, the old song "Little Lucky" was quite famous.
Even Lin Shen, who was born after 2000, had heard this song before.
And when the chorus hit, the students in the audience spontaneously started waving their light sticks and singing along to the melody.
♪~Turns out, you were the luck I wanted to keep the most~♪
♪~Turns out, we were once so close to love~♪
...
The chorus of a thousand voices, combined with Gu Wanqing’s sweet lead vocal, created such a stunning and magnificent auditory feast that Lin Shen felt the trip had been well worth it.
’Is this what youth feels like?’
Lin Shen was filled with emotion as he was suddenly reminded of the beautiful moments from when he dated Gu Wanting in college.
Of course, he wasn’t missing her, but rather that carefree time.
After all, romances usually begin beautifully and end decisively.
Even in the most painful of relationships, there are always unforgettable, sweet moments.
Otherwise, two strangers would never agree to become so intimately involved.
But Lin Shen didn’t dwell on the past for long. He quickly came back to his senses, listening quietly to Gu Wanqing’s singing while recalling the various stories with the women in his life.
The aloof ice queen Qin Yuenan, the gentle big-sister Jiang Wan, and the sweet girl Gu Wanqing.
There was also the little girl, Young Housewife Ping, and the mature Yun.
To be honest, if Lin Shen had to give up any one of them right now, he simply couldn’t do it.
Each of these women had helped him in one way or another, whether by providing emotional and physical fulfillment or by offering support and encouragement in his work and life.
All of this made Lin Shen feel quite indebted to them, a debt he could only try to repay financially.
"How lucky will she be..."
「A few minutes later.」
When Gu Wanqing sang the final line, the crowd’s sing-along faded away, transforming into even more enthusiastic cheers.
"That was amazing!"
"Gu Wanqing, I love you!"
"Hahaha..."
Amidst the uproar from the audience, Gu Wanqing gave a sweet smile, lifted the hem of her white gauze skirt in an elegant curtsy, and then turned to go backstage.
PHEW—!
Gu Wanqing clutched her chest and let out a long sigh of relief. She quickly pulled out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Wan, asking if her performance was okay.
She received high praise in response.
[Jiang Wan: It was amazing! (Like)]
[Gu Wanqing: Hehe, thanks, Jiang Wan. By the way, did you record a video of my performance?]
[Jiang Wan: I did. I recorded the whole thing. Even if I hadn’t, the school will have a backup. Why?]
[Gu Wanqing: I want to send it to Lin Shen.]
[Jiang Wan: No need. He’s already heard it.]
Eh?
Gu Wanqing froze at her words.
’Shen heard it?’
[Gu Wanqing: Jiang Wan, you didn’t already send him the video, did you?]
[Jiang Wan: No, I didn’t, and I won’t. Because he’s right here in the audience (smirk)]
Huh?
’He’s here? In the audience?’
After a moment of stunned silence, Gu Wanqing’s heart suddenly began to race. A wave of heat rushed to her head, making her cheeks burn.
’Shen actually came to see me?’
’Really?’
’Isn’t he always busy with work?’
Gu Wanqing sat at the vanity, excitedly typing out a long message to Lin Shen on WeChat, only to delete it all from the chat box.
In the end, she decided to confirm with Jiang Wan.
[Gu Wanqing: Is it true, Jiang Wan? Did Shen really come?]