Chapter 1370
I am Really a Superstar
Translator: Legge Editor: Legge
They were pressed for time!
They had to race against the clock!
âSo whoâs going on?â
âOnly Teacher Zhang can do it.â
âThereâs no time left. Old Zhao is still waiting, so letâs hurry up and decide. Weâre in a foreign country, and every move we make will affect our countryâs image. We cannot afford to lose here.â
âDidnât Teacher Zhang already say that he can do it?â
âThen itâs settled.â
âTeacher Zhang, weâre depending on you.â
Everyone came to an agreement.
Zhang Ye looked at them. âIâll be taking the stage then?â
Amy sighed. âThereâs no one else anyway.â
Zhang Ye nodded and said, âAlright, but I donât have a band.â
Xu Meilan said, âA band?â
Big Qi said, âYeah, how are we going to handle the band issue?â
Suddenly, Zhang Ye asked, âAmy, I heard that you can play the drums?â
Amy was taken aback. âAh? Ah, yes, I can.â
Zhang Ye looked at Xiaodong. âSister Dong, your skill on the bass hasnât been lost, right?â
Xiaodong was dumbfounded. âAh? Itâs still OK.â
Zhang Ye glanced at Li Xiaoxian. âClassmate Xiaoxian, you can still play the guitar, right?â
Li Xiaoxian was taken back. âUh, I guess.â
Zhang Ye snapped his fingers. âAlright, our band has been formed!â
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The members of Spring Garden exclaimed, âNo, we canât do it. This is a heavy metal performance. We havenât even tried much of rock ânâ roll before, much less heavy metal. Teacher Zhang, please donât pull us down with you. You should get someone else, or maybe borrow a band from the organizers?â
Zhang Ye glanced at them. âDo you guys think that Iâm asking you because I want your level of playing? Itâs just that there isnât anyone else I can ask and the organizerâs in-house bands are all foreigners. Itâs not like I had any practice in advance with them, nor can I properly communicate with them about the tune. There isnât enough time either, so the three of you will have to make do!â
Big Qi said, âYeah, there are only the three of you amongst us who are professional musicians.â
Ning Lan laughed and said, âSurely you all canât expect Old Jiang and me to do it, right?â
Xiaodong finally crumbled. âAlright.â
Amy was on the verge of tears. âIâll give it a try.â
Zhang Ye then called them over. âIâll briefly explain it. Iâll be the lead guitarist, so Xiaoxian will accompany me. This is how the melody will sound like in general: When I increase the pitch, youâll follow meâSister Dong, this is your partâAmy, I donât care what you do, just improviseâIt doesnât matter whether you can remember it or not as long as you keep up with my rhythm. Donât mess up the tempo; hold steady. When we reach verse b, repeat these notes. All good?â
He explained and wrote it.
The members of Spring Garden were stunned.
Amy exclaimed, âWhich song is this?â
Xiaodong also asked, âWhy doesnât it feel like Iâve heard this melody before? Does this song exist?â
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. âWhy do you care what song it is. Iâm the one singing it.â
Li Xiaoxian was the most obedient one. âOK, I got it, Teacher Zhang.â
Zhang Ye checked his watch. âCome on, letâs go!â
Xiaodong facepalmed. She could only bite the bullet and follow Zhang Ye.
Amy clenched her teeth and stared. It was like she was staring Death in the eye.
Ning Lan watched as they walked into the distance and laughed. âThese guys, why do they look like theyâre walking onto the execution grounds?â
Big Qi said worriedly, âW-Will this work?â
Xu Meilan smiled and said, âWhether it works or not, it still has to be him.â
Big Qi said, âIâm just afraid that with Teacher Zhangâs English, heâll make a fool of himself. Singing a song in English and pronouncing it wrong would be so embarrassing. There are so many foreigners watching in the audience today.â
Jiang Hanwei kept shaking his head. This last-second band was too thrown together.
Backstage.
Zhao Wuliu was pacing around.
Chen Guang was also with him to discuss a way to handle the problem.
At this moment, Zhang Ye arrived with his people. âWhen do we go on stage?â
Chen Guang was startled. âWhat are you guys doing here?â
Xiaodong gave a wry smile. âWeâre here to save the day.â
Zhao Wuliu was astounded and surprised. âThis is great! We must depend on our own people at such crucial moments! Teacher Zhang, are you the lead singer? Do you really know heavy metal?â
Zhang Ye laughed and said, âI know a lot.â
Chen Guang said, âCan you sing in English?â
Zhang Ye smiled but did not say anything.
Zhao Wuliu said, âRegardless, Iâll go and tell the organizers so that we can switch out.â
He brought along the interpreter to look for them and settled it after much discussion.
During this time, Zhang Ye seized the opportunity and communicated further with the members of Spring Garden about the song. He spoke to them on when to get into the flow and when to increase the power, detailing everything to them. It was a good thing that they were all longtime friends and had also performed on the same stage before, so they had some mutual understanding.
At this moment, a Korean staff member came over from the other side and said a few words.
The interpreter immediately relayed, âItâs your turn!â
Zhang Ye smiled. âComrades, letâs go!â
Xiaodong said, âAlright!â
Amy said, âHell, letâs do this!â
Li Xiaoxian said, âIâm gonna try my best too!â
Chen Guang called out to him, âHey, why didnât you change your clothes? Youâre still wearing those Chinese clothes!â
But Zhang Ye just reached up and adjusted the collar of his Chinese jacket 1 . âThereâs no need to change!â
Chen Guang looked really helpless and dared not imagine what sort of a performance theyâd give.
The four of them took a deep breath backstage before Zhang Ye stepped up and led the others onto the stage!
It was a large venue!
There were nearly 10,000 people in attendance!
Everyoneâs attention was suddenly on them!
â¦
The American audience.
âWhat?â
âWho is he?â
âI donât know.â
âWhy do those clothes look so weird?â
âIs he Chinese?â
â¦
The Korean audience.
âAh, isnât that Spring Garden!â
âItâs them. Thatâs Xiaodong, Amy, and Li Xiaoxian.â
âDid they come to the wrong place?â
âYeah, this is a heavy metal music festival, not some pop concert!â
âWho is that guy?â
âI know him, itâs Zhang Ye!â
âWhat? He is that Zhang Ye? That Heavenly King from China?â
âYeah!â
â¦
The Chinese international students.
âAhhh!â
âZhang Ye!â
âItâs Zhang Ye!â
âDamn, what is that guy doing here?â
âEven Spring Garden is here?â
âWhat are they doing up there? Whereâs Teacher Zhao Wuliu?â
âWhy is there a change to the lineup?â
âHow can Zhang Ye possibly know how to sing heavy metal!â
âThatâs right. This fellowâs English cannot even be compared to a middle school studentâs!â
âIs he wearing a tangzhuang?â
âThatâs an updated form of it, right? How is he going to perform a heavy metal song wearing that? Shouldnât he at least change into leather pants?â
âPfft, what an unprofessional guy!â
âHe must be trying to create trouble!â
â¦
The heavy metal bands from the different countries were all shaking their heads.
Especially the bands from Japan and Korea. They were very opinionated.
âWhat is this?â
âAre they even here to sing heavy metal?â
âYou wouldnât think so just by looking at them.â
âWhere did they pop out from?â
âAre they Chinese? But China has no metal of their own.â
âTheyâre definitely going to cover a song. How uninteresting.â
âOf all the acts that this music festival is featuring, why did they choose to invite the Chinese? Are they trying to mess around?â
âJust because the song they prepared was performed by someone else, they donât have any other songs they can perform? Trash tier.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âOne of the Korean bands changed songs for their performance, which clashed with one of the songs the Chinese selected.â
âThat happened? So they canât sing it anymore? And had to change their lineup? Well, I guess itâs not surprising. The Chinese donât have their own metal. How many songs could they possibly know?â
â¦
In the VIP seating.
Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu came over to join the others.
Ning Lan told them, âTake a seat, itâs about to start.â
Chen Guang was not looking forward to this at all.
Zhao Wuliuâs heart was pounding as he silently cheered them on.
Xu Meilanâs pair of beautiful eyes were staring at the stage.
Big Qi shouted, âCome on! Come on!â
â¦
On the stage.
Zhang Ye stood there calmly.
Xiaodong and the others were behind their instruments.
Seeing the audience muttering, hearing the lukewarm applause from them, Zhang Ye was very unhappy. The bands that appeared before them did not receive the treatment that they were getting. Was it just because of his Chinese jacket? That they assumed he didnât know heavy metal? Just because he was Chinese, they thought that he didnât know heavy metal?
Zhang Ye found this ridiculous and sighed.
Thinking back to the prosperous Great Tang, how mighty was China back then?
What did we not have at that time?
What could we not do at that time?
Who was not convinced by us at that time?
Change clothes?
Change into something that would befit metal?
Donât be stupid!
Today, this is what Iâll wear!
Today, Iâm dressed in this Chinese jacket!
Iâll let you all listen to Chinaâs heavy metal!
Zhang Yeâs electric guitar rang out!
A deafening melody filled the arena. It was a melody that carried a strong feel of heavy metal in it as it stirred everyone who heard it up in surprise. All of them raised their heads and stared straight in a stunned manner at Zhang Ye who was up on stage!
The sound of the bass came in.
The drums started playing as well!
The melodyâs pitch was getting higher and higher!
Zhang Yeâs face had a reminiscent look on it. He suddenly shut his eyes and a voice that was heavily laced with a sense of heavy metal suddenly rang out across the venue. The moment he opened his mouth, the entire audience at the venue exclaimed. The foreign Chinese students were dumbfounded, Chen Guang was dumbfounded, Xu Meilan was dumbfounded, Ning Lan was dumbfounded, and even the trio of Spring Flower Garden who were playing with Zhang Ye were so shocked that they nearly took their hands off from their instruments!
Zhang Ye sang 2 .
â Chrysanthemum, sword, and wine! 3
âInfused into the noisy garden via coffee!
âAnother nation worships the ancient moon at a sun altar!
âThe Kaiyuan 4 golden age charms people!â
Everyone was stunned!
It was in Chinese!
Jesus!
Why was it in Chinese!
Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu looked at each other, stunned!
Ning Lan gasped!
Big Qi stared with wide eyes!
Xu Meilan leaped to her feet!
Zhang Ye sang in his head voice 5 .
â The wind! Canât blow away sorrow! 6
âFlowers! Canât satisfy nostalgia!
âThe snow! Canât reflect the land!
âThe moon! Canât fulfill old dreams!â
He then raised his right hand and unfurled his fingers, singing loudly.
âOur fateâs imprinted in the lines of our palms!
âTonight is sober and dreamless!
âFollowing my destiny, going toward a myth!
âDreaming of the Tang dynasty-y-y-y!â
A dream?
Of the Tang dynasty?
A majestic picture was painted for all to see!
Instantly, the Chinese international students stood up and started screaming madly!
The Western audience stood up in shock. How was this possible!
The Korean audience was at a loss for words as they gave expressions of disbelief!
God!
This was Chinaâs heavy metal?
This was Chinaâs very own heavy metal music?!
But that was impossible!
Didnât China not have its own heavy metal music!
This was not possible at all!
Why does this song sound even more complete than our heavy metal music?
A lot of people were stunned!
Zhang Ye sang loudly.
âTonightâs goblet reflects the bright moon!
âFeudal peoples, a busy Silk Road!
âTonightâs goblet reflects the bright moon!
âA collection of treasures and talented people!
âTonightâs goblet reflects the bright moon!
âThe smell of paper and ink, the artistâs soul flooding out!
âTonightâs goblet reflects the bright moon!
âHeroes radiating courage to the universe!â
Amy could feel her blood pumping as she drummed furiously!
Xiaodong was playing the bass and was captivated by the music!
Zhang Ye suddenly switched to an operatic style of singing and growled.
âReminiscing about golden ages!
âClose friends from all over the world!
âA vision of a borderless world!
â If only millions of manors could be built! 7 â
He fist-pumped his right hand!
Chen Guang raised his hand!
Zhao Wuliu raised his hand!
Big Qi raised his hand!
Even someone like Ning Lan who did not enjoy heavy metal got caught in the moment and raised her right hand!
The atmosphere had hit a fever pitch!
The entire venue responded!
One hand!
100 hands!
1,000 hands!
Zhang Ye took a deep breath and howled.
âOur fateâs imprinted in the lines of our palms!
âTonight is sober and dreamless!
âFollowing my destiny, going toward a myth!
âJust like returning to the Tang dynasty in a dream-m-m-m-m-m-m!â
This magnificent scale!
This resplendent sight!
These overwhelming emotions!
These towering heroics!
It was crazy!
Everyone had gone crazy!
Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu could feel their pulse coursing!
The Chinese international studentsâ tears were streaming!
This is our very own style of heavy metal!
Today, China has finally truly gained its own identity in heavy metal music!
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On this day.
On this date.
This pioneer heavy metal piece from China in Zhang Yeâs previous world, this most classic heavy metal piece that made everyone go crazy over it, âDreaming of the Tang Dynastyâ debuted!
Dressed in a Chinese jacket.
And with âDreaming of the Tang Dynasty.â
Zhang Ye roped in Spring Garden with him and shocked Asia!