Time is running out!

Race against the clock!

"Who is going up?"

"Only Teacher Zhang."

"There is no time, Lao Zhao is still waiting, let's make up our minds quickly, this is a foreign country, every move is related to the overall image of our country, we cannot lose this man."

"Didn't Teacher Zhang say yes?"

"That's it."

"Mr. Zhang, you have worked hard."

We have discussed it.

Zhang Ye looked at them, "Then can I get involved?"

Amy sighed, "There's no one else."

Zhang Ye nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, but I don't have a band?"

Xu Meilan said, "Band?"

Da Qi said: "Yeah, what about the band?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ye asked, "Amy, I heard you can play drums?"

Amy was startled, "Huh? Ah, yes."

Zhang Ye looked at Xiaodong, "Sister Dong, the bass level hasn't dropped, right?"

Xiaodong was dumbfounded, "Huh? It's okay."

Zhang Ye glanced at Li Xiaoxian, "Student Xiaoxian, can you still play the guitar?"

Li Xiaoxian was stunned, "Uh, yes."

Zhang Ye snapped his fingers, "Okay, the band is ready!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The three people in the spring garden also screamed, "No, we can't, this is a heavy metal show, we have rarely even played rock, let alone heavy metal, Mr. Zhang, don't drag us into the water, You are looking for someone else, didn't the organizer borrow the band?"

Zhang Ye glanced at them, "You think I'm appreciative of your level, isn't there no one here? The organizer's band is all foreigners, and I haven't gotten in touch with them in advance. I also communicate with them in the song. No, this time is not enough, it's just you three!"

Da Qi said: "That's right, you are the only ones here who are professional musicians."

Ning Lan said with a smile: "You can't let Lao Jiang and I go together?"

Xiaodong collapsed, "Okay."

Amy was about to cry too, "Let me try."

Zhang Ye then called them over, "I'll give a brief explanation, I'll be the lead guitar, Xiaoxian, you cooperate with me, the melody should be like this - when I'm in tune, you have to follow - Sister Dong, you're like this - amy , it doesn’t matter to you, just improvise—it doesn’t matter if you don’t remember it, just keep up with my rhythm, don’t mess it up, hold it down, and then continue the score cycle in section B, okay?”

Talk and write.

Everyone in Spring Garden was stunned.

Amy asked in surprise, "Which song is this?"

Xiaodong also asked: "Why don't you seem to have heard the melody before? Is there this song?"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes, "What kind of song do you care about, I'm the one singing it anyway."

Li Xiaoxian was the most obedient, "Okay, I got to know Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Ye looked at his watch, "Go, get on!"

Xiaodong patted his forehead and followed Zhang Ye bravely.

Amy also gritted her teeth and stared, with a look of death.

Ning Lan was amused as she watched them go away, "How do these guys keep up with the execution ground?"

Da Qi worried: "Is this okay?"

Xu Meilan smiled and said, "If it's okay, it's all about him."

Da Qi said: "I'm afraid that Mr. Zhang's English proficiency will show timidity. If he sings a foreigner's song, if the English pronunciation is wrong again, it will be shameful. There are many foreigners in the audience."

Jiang Hanwei also kept shaking his head, this temporary band combination is too casual.

Backstage.

Zhao Wuliu was running around in a hurry.

Chen Guang was also there, discussing countermeasures with him.

At this time, Zhang Ye came with someone, "When will you play?"

Chen Guang was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

Xiaodong smiled bitterly, "We have come to the rescue."

Zhao Wuliu was very pleasantly surprised, "That's great! At the critical moment, I have to be my brother! Teacher Zhang, are you the lead singer? Are you really good at heavy metal?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I know a lot."

Chen Guangdao: "Can you sing English?"

Zhang Ye smiled without saying a word.

Zhao Wuliu said: "It doesn't matter, I will greet the organizer first and change people.

"

He took the translator to find someone, and it took him a long time to get it done.

During this period, Zhang Ye took the time to communicate with the three people in Spring Garden about the song, and communicated with them one by one when to enter the rhythm and when to increase the intensity. Fortunately, we are all old friends, and have performed on the same stage together, so there is still some tacit understanding.

At this time, a Korean staff member came over there and chirped a few words.

The translator immediately said: "It's your turn!"

Zhang Ye smiled, "Comrades, let's go!"

Xiaodong: "Good!"

Amy: "Fuck, fight!"

Li Xiaoxian: "I'm going to risk it too!"

Chen Guang called him, "Hey, why didn't you change your clothes? You still have Chinese clothes!"

Zhang Ye stretched out his hand to straighten his Tang suit-like clothes with a stand-up collar, "No need to change!"

Chen Guang looked helpless, he couldn't imagine what they could sing.

The four of them took a deep breath in the waiting area, and Zhang Ye jumped up, leading them onto the stage!

Huge venue!

Nearly 10,000 viewers!

All eyes turned to them at once!

...

American audience:

"haT?"

"Who is this?"

"I do not know."

"This dress is weird, isn't it?"

"Is it Chinese?"

...

Korean audience:

"Ah, isn't this the Spring Garden!"

"It's them, Xiaodong, Amy, Li Xiaoxian!"

"Did they go to the wrong place?"

"Yeah, this is a heavy metal music festival, not stream music!"

"Who is that man?"

"I know him, he is Zhang Ye!"

"What? He is Zhang Ye? That Heavenly King of China?"

"right!"

...

Chinese students:

"Ahhh!"

"Zhang Ye!"

"It's Zhang Ye!"

"Damn it, why did this thing come here?"

"And the spring garden?"

"What are they going to do? Where is Teacher Zhao Wuliu?"

"Why did you change?"

"How can Zhang Ye sing heavy metal!"

"That's right, this guy's English level is worse than that of junior high school students!"

"Is this a Tang suit?"

"Is it an improved Tang suit? How can you sing heavy metal in this? You should at least get a pair of leather pants?"

"Pfft, this guy is so unprofessional!"

"This is something to do!"

...

Heavy metal bands from all over the world also shook their heads.

Especially several Japanese and Korean bands have great opinions.

"What is this?"

"Are they singing heavy metal?"

"It doesn't look like it at first glance."

"Where did they come from?"

"Chinese? There is no heavy metal music in China."

"It must be a cover of someone else's song again, it's boring."

"It's a heavy metal music festival, why invite Chinese people? Add chaos?"

"After singing the songs they prepared, they have no songs? The level is too poor."

"What's the meaning?"

"A Korean band changed their song just now, and it conflicted with the song chosen by the Chinese."

"What's the matter? So they can't sing anymore? They have to change people? That's right, China doesn't have its own heavy metal music. How much can they sing?"

...

VIP seats.

Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu also went back.

Ning Lan greeted: "Sit down quickly, it's about to start."

Chen Guang had no expectations at all.

Zhao Wuliu was also beating drums in his heart, cheering them on silently.

Xu Meilan stared at the stage with her beautiful eyes.

Da Qi shouted: "Come on! Come on!"

...

on stage.

Zhang Ye stood there firmly.

The three of Xiaodong sat in front of the musical instruments.

Looking at the murmurs of the audience and hearing the not-so-warm applause, Zhang Ye was very unhappy. The bands that appeared before were not treated like them, just because he was wearing a Tang suit? Think he doesn't know heavy metal? Just because he is Chinese, you think he doesn't understand heavy metal?

Zhang Ye felt it was ridiculous, but also felt embarrassing.

Thinking back to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, how powerful is China?

At that time, what did we have?

At that time, why can't we?

At that time, who in the world would dare to disobey?

change clothes?

What should heavy metal music wear?

Go bullshit!

This is my outfit today!

Today I wear this Tang suit!

I let you listen to our Chinese heavy metal!

Zhang Ye's electric guitar suddenly rang!

The deafening melody filled the audience, and a thick metal-style melody surprised everyone. They raised their heads in astonishment and stared at Zhang Ye on the stage!

Bass enters!

The drum set is on!

The melody is getting higher!

Zhang Ye looked recalled, and suddenly closed his eyes. His metallic voice resounded through the audience. As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience all gasped in surprise. The Chinese students were stunned, Chen Guang was stunned, Xu Meilan was stunned. Stopped, Ning Lan was stunned, even the three people from Spring Garden who accompanied Zhang Ye were so frightened that they almost dropped their musical instruments!

Zhang Ye sang:

"Chrysanthemum ancient sword and wine!"

"Be soaked in coffee into the noisy pavilion!"

"Foreigners worship the moon of the ancients at the Sun Temple!"

“The prosperity of Kaiyuan is fascinating!!!”

Everyone is petrified!

!

God!

what!

Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu looked at each other in shock!

Ning Lan gasped!

Da Qi stared wide-eyed!

Xu Meilan stood up immediately!

Zhang Ye sang loudly:

"Wind! Long-lasting hatred can't be blown away!"

"Flowers! You can't get nostalgic!"

"Snow! Can't reflect mountains and rivers!"

"Moon! Can't fulfill the ancient dream!"

He suddenly raised his right hand, spread his palm, and sang loudly:

"Fate is branded along the palm lines!"

"Drunk and dreamless tonight!"

"Follow fate into myth!"

"Back to the Tang Dynasty in my dream!!!!!!"

in a dream?

Back to the Tang Dynasty?

A great picture seems to unfold before everyone's eyes!

In an instant, the Chinese students all stood up roaringly!

The Western audience stood up in shock, how could it be possible!

The Korean audience was dumbfounded, showing expressions of disbelief!

God!

Is this Chinese heavy metal?

This is China's own heavy metal music! ?

Impossible!

Isn't China free of heavy metals?

Impossible!

How can this song be more perfect than our heavy metal? ?

Many people are dumbfounded!

Zhang Ye sang loudly:

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight!"

"Men farming and women weaving silk are busy!"

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight!"

"Wuhua Tianbao is an outstanding person!"

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight!"

"The fragrance of paper and ink flies all over the river!"

"The bright moon is reflected in the cup tonight!"

"Heroes are so heroic!!!!"

Amy's blood is boiling, and the drumsticks keep beating!

Xiaodong played the bass, mesmerized!

Zhang Ye suddenly lowered his voice and shouted in a playful way:

"Recalling the heyday of New Year's Eve!"

"Friends all over the world are gluey!"

"The horizon is infinite and the world is wide!"

"There are tens of thousands of buildings in Ande!!"

He suddenly raised his right hand!

Chen Guang raised it!

Zhao Wuliu raised it!

Raise up Daqi!

Even Ning Lan, who doesn't like heavy metal, raised her right hand impulsively!

The audience is boiling!

The audience responded!

one hand!

A hundred hands!

A thousand hands!

Zhang Ye took a deep breath and shouted:

"Fate is branded along the palm lines!"

"Drunk and dreamless tonight!"

"Follow fate into myth!"

"It seems to be back in the Tang Dynasty in the dream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

That magnificent!

That resplendent!

That emotion is surging!

That arrogance!

crazy!

Everyone is crazy!

At this moment, Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu's blood was surging!

At this moment, countless Chinese students studying abroad burst into tears!

This is our own heavy metal!

Today, China finally has its own real heavy metal music!

...

this day.

this day.

Zhang Ye's pioneering heavy metal music in China, the most classic heavy metal music in China, and the most craziest heavy metal music in China—"Dream Back to Tang Dynasty" is here!

A Tang suit.

One "Dream Back to Tang Dynasty".

Zhang Ye shocked Asia with Spring Garden! (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy

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