Li Banfeng took out his phone from the projector and found a song, "I Am Your Pot Helmet."
"The pure white memories stay in the pure white flour,
Scattering a handful of scallions to commemorate our fallen love,
I watch the black sesame seeds, counting them one by one,
I know my world cannot be without you!
I am your pot helmet, cheap as I may be, I can still sate your hunger,
I am your pot helmet, even if you forget everything about me, don't forget that familiar scent..."
When Li Banfeng first started university, this song was popular all over Huan Country, but because Li Banfeng didn't have a phone or any other equipment to play music at the time, he wasn't familiar with it.
He picked up the music box, recorded the song again, and took it back to his Portable Residence to play it.
The phonograph listened to it once and made no comment.
Hong Ying, after listening, was quite disdainful: "The lyrics and tune are vulgar and blunt; what's so great about this?"
