You made me a superstar

Chapter 372 Masterpiece!

Fatigue is your worst enemy!

For creators.

Kenneth had played it countless times, he just felt numb, tired, and then instinctively became unconscious, his eyes blurred.

But the blood in his heart has been burning like a flame.

For more than 30 years, he has listened to countless tunes and created countless famous tunes.

but……

He has never been touched like "Going Home".

【Art should not be forced, it is a gift from God】.

This sentence is his belief in these years, so he will not forcefully pursue many things, everything will go with the flow, and then he will spend decades happily.

but……

Today he violated his beliefs.

Especially when he received that phone call, especially when Zhou Yang said that he had written the chapter of "Going Home" again, he fell into a frenzy almost uncontrollably.

Like Zhou Yang, he also felt that a door had been opened. He was admiring many things inside the door, but he was only one foot away from touching those things.

He needs a touch, needs a touch...

I don't know how long time passed, and he also played it for an unknown number of times.

Then, he seemed to have touched that subtle feeling!

He walked forward step by step, his whole body trembling in excitement...

"It's here!"

"Yes, God, that's what it is!"

"right here!"

"It's out, it's out, the full version is out, perfect!"

He couldn't hear anything, he just screamed instinctively, tears streaming down his face.

Then, he saw Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang was also looking at him and nodded desperately.

"Yes, Mr. Kenneth, yes, yes, this is it!"

He saw that the Huaxia man was also shouting excitedly, almost yelling out the voice in his heart.

Kenneth nodded in satisfaction, picked up the saxophone and played it again.

His heart was following the melody, he wandered in the beautiful music, his exhaustion suddenly disappeared, as if he saw the paradise on earth, and even felt the inexplicable sense of honor that he could participate in it.

"Teacher, this will be a great piece of saxophone music!"

After playing, he heard a familiar voice shouting excitedly.

He wanted to laugh, lol!

but……

But the whole person was spinning, and his perception of the surroundings became more and more blurred. He only felt that the surroundings were very empty, as if there was a light that could cover his whole body and his soul.

When this ray of light flickered away, everything in the world began to become dark again.

The darkness is so depressing that it is hard to breathe.

"teacher!"

"teacher……"

"Mr. Kenneth!"

"teacher!"

"Ambulance, where is the ambulance!"

In the dark world, he heard noisy voices, which eventually became softer and softer.

finally……

He lost all consciousness.

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"In the first half of the year... Zhou Yang's Huaxia Young Directors Association's VAM agreement was completed, but Zhou Yang's personal VAM agreement was not completed. Uncle Cao, can we..."

"I know that Zhou Yang has a backer behind him, but the lofty ambitions he once said have not been fulfilled now, so you can't blame us, can you?"

"Should I remind you?"

The entire month of July has not been a happy one for Django.

Although I still have renewed confidence in the future, I firmly believe that the future belongs to me.

But he still feels that he is suffering the biggest psychological setback since his debut, and even feels that his ambitions have been hit to pieces by reality.

These things have external causes from Hollywood movies...

The premiere of "Pearl Harbor" earned more than 2000 million at the box office. Under the huge popularity, the things he calculated before had no advantage at all.

At the same time, there are also internal reasons.

Zhou Yang, since the end of July, has been on various hot searches and cross-border in various ways, so much so that Jiang Ge began to doubt life.

He was naturally jealous, dissatisfied, and even had a vague sense of hatred.

He is just a soft eater, he was blown out...

This kind of emotion started to be a little sick, but on July 27, after seeing the box office data of the first half of the year presented by the assistant, Django seemed to find an outlet for his emotions, and almost went crazy.

With the box office data, he immediately called Cao Bangguo and talked about Zhou Yang's situation.

Unexpectedly, Cao Bangguo remained silent on the phone, and even after he finished speaking, Cao Bangguo kept silent.

Django starts to panic.

"Uncle Cao, are you okay? Uncle Cao, can you hear me?"

"These are not important anymore, Xiao Jiang, make a good movie and stop paying attention to Zhou Yang..."

After a long time, he heard a faint sigh from the other end of the phone.

He was a little astonished, he didn't know what this faint sigh meant, he just felt that Cao Bangguo seemed to have something to say.

"Little Jiang, listen to me... make a good movie, don't compare yourself with anyone else, every era, there will be a genius of every era, we are just ordinary filmmakers..."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little earnest, as if saying some advice.

Django opened his mouth...

He still heard the words "ordinary filmmaker" from Cao Bangguo once!
He naturally felt the stinging pain, and even the pain made him lose his mind for a while, and wanted to smash the phone hard.

Since he was a child, he has been a genius, a genius, how can he be an ordinary filmmaker?

"In this world, there are many people who are stronger than you, and there are many people who are better than you. If you keep comparing, when will the comparison be over? Normal heart is very important..."

"Isn't "Night Walker" going to be released on August [-]? Be busy with the release..."

"Living in this era...it does feel quite difficult, and you may even lose yourself. However, in fact, there are some people you can't suppress if you want to."

"It's important to be realistic."

Cao Bangguo continued to say these words, and the sense of complexity in his voice became more and more intense, especially in the last sentence, it seemed to be pointing, and it was full of sympathy.

"What happened to Zhou Yang?"

"I don't know what to say. On August [-]st Army Day, I was invited to Zhang Xia's concert. When the time comes, you should come too..."

Django listened to the busy tone on the phone.

Cao Bangguo hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone, he was a little dazed. After recalling Cao Bangguo's words, he began to lose his mind.

Today's Cao Bangguo is really weird, down to his core.

"Dong dong."

"Come in……"

"Director Jiang, you asked me to pay attention to Zhou Yang's news. There are new developments."

"What's new?"

"Zhou Yang seems to have created the famous saxophone song "Going Home". This song almost caused the world's saxophone master Kenneth to have a heart attack..."

"Why is there no news on the Internet?" Django turned pale.

"Because of some diplomatic reasons, I was afraid of causing an uncontrollable public opinion sensation, so I suppressed it temporarily, and only a few people knew about it."

"How did you find out?"

"Director Cao asked his assistant to send me the information..."

"..."

Jiang Ge received the information and saw the content on it.

After reading it, he opened his mouth. He was so shocked that his scalp felt numb.

Silence in the office.

After a long silence, he looked at the window, as if he had been hit.

"Why, I feel like I'm living in a dream..."

"I'm like a fucking supporting role, witnessing Zhou Yang's b*tch pretending every day!"

"Is this fucking science?"

"When I'm a fool? A person who has no orthodox musical training, you fucking tell me that he can create a song that makes people of Kenneth's level go crazy!"

"Are you fucking realistic?"

"what!"

"..."

he yelled angrily.

Venting all the emotions in my heart, after yelling, I tried to return to normal.

He suddenly thought of Cao Bangguo's definition of "ordinary people".

He lowered his head and began to mutter again: "So, I'm a fucking ordinary person!"

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"Fuck!"

"Fuck, what the hell is this guy!"

"Li Luguang, the master of Sheng school, Wang Zhongjing, master of guzheng, Zhou Hongwei, master of flute, Tong Yuan, master of suona, Zhang Zunlian, master of erhu..."

"What kind of gods are these!"

"Is this the Pantao Festival?"

end of July.

The China Music Association officially released a notice on Weibo.

In the announcement...

【Zhang Xia Artistic Achievement Concert】The title is very conspicuous.

People who understand music saw this title and clicked in to read the content, their eyes widened, and their scalps began to tingle instantly.

They saw textbook-level musical instrument masters appearing on the concert list, and they will perform in this "Zhang Xia Artistic Achievement Concert".

They looked down again, and they saw a series of shocking names...

One by one, the old musicians of the contemporary era or the generation of their parents came into their eyes, and each name was shocking...

They saw the text below, and every sentence seemed to tell that this concert was the biggest and most magnificent concert in China in recent years.

finally……

They saw the last sentence below Weibo.

[Special thanks to Mr. Zhou Yang for his dedication to this concert...]

This passage was very abrupt, as abrupt as the appearance of Monkey King at the Pantao Conference where the gods gathered, disrupting the entire event.

"and many more!"

"Teacher Zhou Yang?"

"In front of these gods, how can Zhou Yang be called a teacher? Although I didn't mean to slander Zhou Yang, but..."

"Does he really deserve to be written like that?"

"Is this a language problem? Maybe it would be more appropriate to use Mr. Zhou Yang?"

"Wait, that's not right! It should be a temporary worker who is a fan of Zhou Yang, and he added it in order to make his idol look good?"

"I think so too..."

"Hey, Zhou Yang's brainless fan is really scary!"

"..."

At this time, someone discovered the controversial part of this text...

　Apologize in advance~~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)