Yu Haitang stopped in her tracks, startled. She had never heard this song played on He Yuzhu’s gramophone before. She tried to hum along, but the pitch was too high, and she couldn't keep up. It sounded like a new song by a famous tenor, yet as a broadcaster, she was familiar with all the popular hits, and this one was completely unknown to her.
Just as she was listening intently, the music stopped abruptly. She assumed He Yuzhu had turned off the machine and was about to go over and tell him to keep playing when the sound started up again—only this time, it was much quieter and sounded fragmented.
Yu Haitang gasped. Could it be that He Yuzhu was singing it himself? She was stunned. If it were true, she would be onto a goldmine—this could be the highlight of the factory’s anniversary celebration. Ignoring her disheveled appearance, she hurried to He Yuzhu’s door and saw him humming to himself as he tidied his bed.
Chapter 61