I’m Really a Superstar

The scene is boiling!

"This is Zhang Ye!"

"This is him!"

"Zhang Ye! I love you!"

"Joker, you are the best!"

"You still have me!"

"Yes, you still have us!"

"We will accompany you on this road!"

"Count me in!"

"And me! Count us all in!"

"How can I be afraid that one day it will be just you and me!!"

Still free yourself!

Sing my song forever!

A few lyrics make everyone's blood boil!

This is a song by Beyond. This is the most classic and greatest song ever written by Zhang Ye in the world.

Its name is "Broad Sea and Sky".

…

Outside the stadium.

A neighborhood nearby.

"Listen, what's the sound?"

"It's going to rain. Go home quickly."

"Uh, what's that shouting over there?"

"Where is the stadium? Is there a game today?"

"It's so lively? Isn't it too loud? Who is shouting?"

"You forgot, that's the recording site of the "King of Masked Singer" concert over there!"

"Holy shit, what happened?"

"I don't know. It's all screaming?"

"Do you want it to be so hot?"

…

The sky is getting heavier and heavier.

Dark clouds gathered and light rain began to fall sparsely.

Yesterday, it was not reported that it would rain today, so the director's team was not fully prepared and quickly asked the staff to set up a few temporary umbrellas on the equipment.

This is not a professional concert venue. Because the time was too tight, they could not rent it. They could only rent a gymnasium. Except for a small half of the stands, there are places to shelter from the sun and rain. Most of the rest of the stands are used for band performances. The stages are all open-air, and many equipment are afraid of water, so only emergency temporary measures can be taken. However, the premise is that the rain is not too heavy.

But I ran into trouble today

got windy!

The rain is getting heavier and heavier!

The audience hurriedly opened umbrellas and put on raincoats.

"It's raining heavily!"

"Hurry and hide!"

"What kind of weather is this!"

Someone put on a raincoat and insisted on sitting there.

Many spectators sitting in the front seats hurriedly retreated to the back rows, where a large area could provide temporary shelter from the rain.

My parents didn’t bring umbrellas either.

My mother complained: "I just said it!"

Dad said: "This weather forecast is getting more and more inaccurate!"

Wu Zeqing, who was next to him, took out an umbrella from his bag and said, "Auntie, uncle, here's the umbrella for you. You two can use one." He opened it and handed it to them.

Dad hurriedly said: "No, no!"

My mother didn’t agree either, “You fight it, you fight it yourself!”

Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "I don't have to. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the back."

"How can that be done!" Mom didn't expect Bureau Wu to be so polite.

Fortunately, Xiao Lu over there ran over in the rain and said, "Auntie, I have a raincoat here. I'll give you one first. I'll look for it later. If there's a rich one, I'll get it for you!" She doesn't care about others; She doesn't want to come, but she must take good care of Teacher Zhang's parents. Their feelings are there.

Mom said: "Oh, thank you, Xiao Lu."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "That's good. Let my uncle wear a raincoat, and auntie, let's hold an umbrella." She leaned towards Zhang Ye's mother's side, leaned against each other, and held up the umbrella.

Mom wanted to pick it up, "I'll hold it up."

Wu Zeqing said: "No, you don't have to be polite to me."

Behind the stage.

Recording has been paused.

The singers and column team members were also looking for a place to take shelter from the rain.

Hu Fei asked loudly, "How is it? Can it still be recorded?"

Brother Hou ran over and said, "It's possible to record. The camera is fine and has waterproof measures. But the instruments are not waterproof, and the singers are not waterproof either. It's windy and rainy and I can't sing!"

Fan Wenli looked at the sky.

Zhao Qiquan shook his head, "I'm afraid the rain won't stop in a short time."

Over there, Zhang Xia, AMY, Li Xiaoxian and others were hiding in a temporary shed to take shelter from the rain.

Zhang Ye came up, "How many more songs are there?"

Hu Fei held an umbrella and said, "There are still three or four songs left. The concert booking process is just over halfway through. There will also be a choir we invited later and a closing chorus from you."

Xiao Lu came back and said, "Brother Hu, it's getting bigger and bigger."

Hu Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a little longer!"

Waited another five minutes.

The weather conditions are still not good.

King Qi Pa shook his head and said, "I can't sing anymore. I can't sing in this weather."

Zhao Qiquan (Shijiang) also said: "I don't think we should record it. The instruments can't be played, and it's raining so hard. How can we sing? Let's break up and go home."

AMY sighed, "There's no way to record it."

Zhang Ye glanced in the direction of the audience, but no one left.

Hu Fei said: "Then..."

Zhang Ye interrupted: "Wait a moment."

Hu Fei glanced at Zhang Ye, nodded and said, "Okay, wait another five minutes."

Zhao Qiquan frowned, what's there to wait for? I definitely can't stop!

King Qi Pa also shook his head slightly. No one can sing in this damn weather. There are some places to take shelter from the rain in the stands, but there is not even a place to take shelter from the rain on the stage!

However, all the staff had no objections. In their eyes, Zhang Ye's words were the same as Hu Fei's. Many times, Hu Fei would even ask for Zhang Ye's opinion when he was unsure about something.

Shortly after.

The rain eased a little, but still didn't stop.

Chen Guang also spoke, "I really can't sing anymore."

Xiao Lu hurriedly said: "Brother Hu, Director Zhang."

Dong Shanshan was holding an umbrella and was still talking to the audience on the stage, "Please wait a moment. I will ask the directing team what I want to do next."

At this time, Xiao Lu quickly walked onto the stage and whispered a few words in Dong Shanshan's ear.

Dong Shanshan nodded, "Okay, I understand." Then he said to the audience in the stands: "I'm really sorry. This sudden heavy rain was something we didn't expect. We were unprepared in all aspects. I want to apologize to everyone. , the show can no longer be recorded, the concert is over, please evacuate safely and don’t be crowded.”

Upon hearing this, many viewers shouted!

"Why?"

"It's not raining heavily, it's just moderate rain!"

"We still want to hear it!"

"We've only sung a few songs!"

"Can you sing a few more songs?"

"We're fine!"

"Yes, we won't leave!"

"It sounds so good. Let's sing another song!"

Dozens of spectators had already begun to leave.

However, the vast majority of people remained motionless and stared at the stage without blinking. Some people even sat in the rain wearing raincoats or holding umbrellas!

Dong Shanshan advised: "Please leave the stage one after another. I'm really sorry for today. The show can only be recorded here. The instruments can't get wet and can't be played. As you all saw, the stage is basically open-air. What happened?" This situation is not what we want to see.”

"Sing some more songs!"

"We haven't heard enough!"

"I came all the way from Shanghai!"

"Even if it's just one song, can you please don't leave the show?"

"We don't want accompaniment, even if it's a cappella!"

Suddenly, someone took the lead and shouted.

"Petal Rain!"

"Petal Rain!"

"clown!"

"clown!"

"Time!"

"Time!"

Every singer's name was called out by them!

The audience was eagerly looking forward to their appearance. This concert really shocked them, and few people were willing to leave just like that!

Dong Shanshan is at his wits end, "We really..."

At this time, Zhang Ye suddenly walked onto the stage and said, "Give me the microphone."

Dong Shanshan looked at him and handed the microphone over. Seeing that he didn't bring an umbrella, Dong Shanshan was about to take the umbrella to him.

However, Zhang Ye waved his hand and refused, because he saw that many people in the stands were soaked in the rain, but there were no umbrellas, so he didn't want to take one.

The rain has already wet Zhang Ye's clothes.

Dong Shanshan had no choice but to leave the stage to him and go back.

Zhang Ye stood in the rain, looked at everyone and said: "The program can't be recorded. The cameras should have been stopped. There are unpredictable weather conditions and our mistakes. Everyone, give me some face and go back quickly. It's too cold outside and it's raining." It’s too big. Although this concert is a pity, but..."

A middle-aged man shouted: "I really want to hear it!"

A girl shouted loudly: "We are not afraid of rain! Really!"

A mother said: "My child really likes your program, can you sing a few more songs?"

Zhang Ye said loudly: "But the current weather..."

Suddenly, a little girl of eight or nine years old walked onto the stage from somewhere, maybe from the steps next to it, because it was raining heavily and the staff forgot to maintain order.

The little girl held a small flower umbrella for children and walked up to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she was going to do. He was about to say that this was a work area with people waiting to retreat, but the next moment, a small children's umbrella was stretched out towards him.

The little girl was very short. She tapped her toes desperately to lift the umbrella above Zhang Ye's head.

Zhang Ye was stunned and immediately squatted down.

Upon seeing this, several staff members hurriedly ran over and chased the people away.

However, Zhang Ye raised his hand and stopped them.

The little girl finally covered Zhang Ye with her powder, "Brother, please, can you sing a few more songs? I can hold an umbrella for you so you won't get wet in the rain."

The umbrella is very small and can only cover one person.

In a blink of an eye, the little girl's clothes were already wet.

Zhang Ye asked: "Then what should you do if you get wet?"

The little girl said firmly: "I'm not afraid!"

Zhang Ye held the little girl's hand and moved the umbrella over her head, "You... really want to hear it?"

The little girl nodded vigorously, "My father, my mother, my brother, I all like you! And sister Hua Petal Rain, and sister Spinach!"

Then, Zhang Ye smiled. He looked at the audience and every audience member who was standing there, and suddenly asked, "Do you really want to listen?"

"want!"

"want!"

"want!"

In an instant, the shouts were like thunder!

It actually drowned out the thunder!

Zhang Ye smiled again, "Aren't you afraid of getting wet in the rain?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Afraid of a ball!"

Everyone shouted!

Zhang Ye smiled for the third time. He picked up the little girl and walked off the stage, handed her back to her mother, and then walked straight to the backcourt, looking around.

Xiao Lu was stunned, "Director Zhang, what are you doing?"

Han Qi also asked: "What do you want to do?"

Several teachers from the Miracle Wheel Band also said: "It's raining so heavily, you..."

Brother Hou also said hurriedly: "The camera has stopped. We won't record today! You don't need to..."

No more recording?

Can't be broadcast?

What does this have to do with him?

The audience is still there!

The audience hasn’t left yet!

They are not afraid, why should I be afraid?

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