You made me a superstar

Chapter 373 Sister Will Not Harm You
August [-]st.

Army Day.

Although there are still a few hours before the start of the [Zhang Xia Artistic Achievement Concert], there are already huge crowds of people outside the Huaxia National Theater.

CCTV, Shonan Satellite TV, Yanjing Satellite TV...

Countless journalists shuttled through the crowd, recording every scene outside the scene in real time during the heat wave.

This is the most magnificent performance in the Chinese music circle, and it is also an unprecedented event in the Chinese art world!
through the window.

Zhang Zimeng, host of CCTV news channel, looked at the crowded crowd outside. Even though she had seen the stormy waves, she couldn't help feeling a little excited.

This concert is as important as CCTV news. Every guest, every audience, and even every singer standing on the stage is the most authoritative figure in China.

"How is the preparation of the manuscript?"

"almost!"

"Can you leave the script?"

"Well, yes."

"Rehearse here now?"

"it is good."

The voice of another host came from the ear.

The other host is named Li Guohui, an old-timer from the documentary channel in Taili. He just retired the year before last. He should have enjoyed his old age when he learned that there was such a magnificent music event in the art circle. He started it immediately. Contact Zhang Xia and hope to contribute to Zhang Xia's concert.

After seeing Li Guohui's invitation, Zhang Zimeng nodded, then put down the manuscript, and started to discuss the manuscript with Li Guohui.

Two hours later...

The two checked the host draft and rehearsed it once. After confirming that the stage was correct, they left the office together.

When I walked into the theater, I just heard a burst of chorus.

The two stopped and watched for a while, and when they were about to find a seat to sit down, they saw an old man about eighty years old walking towards him step by step.

Followed by two guards with serious expressions.

When they saw the old man, the two of them were in awe for an instant, and immediately walked over to greet the old man.

"Hello, chief."

"Oh, hello, sit, sit, sit... It's going to be hard tonight."

"It's not hard, it's not hard."

The old man seemed very happy after seeing the two of them, and kindly greeted them to sit down, and then smiled and chatted with Li Guohui about some family issues.

People who belong to the senior level in the stage are like a junior in front of the old man. Although they are not flattered, they are also extraordinarily humble, and every word is full of respect.

"Grandma Liu!"

After the two chatted for a while, Zhang Zimeng subconsciously stood up again when he saw a figure approaching from the other side.

"Hello."

Compared with the openness and kindness of the old man, the old man named Grandma Liu looked a bit flat. After nodding to Zhang Zimeng, she sat beside the old man.

"Didn't you say you can't come?" The old man glanced at the old lady and said with a smile.

"Come and see your old friend, take a look, and miss a look." The old lady didn't look at the old man, but silently looked at the stage.

On the stage, Zhang Xia obviously saw the old lady and the old man, so she led them over immediately after the rehearsal.

The two sides are very familiar, and it is inevitable to talk about the glorious years of the past. After chatting for a while, the old man glanced at the crowd as if he had discovered something: "Xiao Song, this girl is not here today?"

"I came here, and I'm helping Xiao Zhou sort out the scores in the backstage right now..." Zhang Xia replied with a smile.

"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize it for a while: "Which Xiao Zhou? Could it be Xiao Song's new partner?"

"Haha... just ordinary friends, because everyone is rehearsing, and Xiao Zhou needs someone to help with things, so I temporarily asked the girl to come over and help Xiao Zhou, as an assistant..."

"Oh, that's good, young people just..." The old man smiled a little at first, then as if thinking of something, the smile began to slowly stiffen, and finally gradually disappeared.

A few minutes later, when Zhang Xia and the others finished chatting and started busy on stage again, the old man glanced at the old lady next to him.

"Is An Xiao here?"

"I'm not here today. I'm currently helping to review a few articles in the textbook... In September, this batch of textbooks will be officially put into use."

"Oh..." The old man nodded when he heard the words, but the disappointment in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and then he silently glanced at the backstage.

..............................

Saxophone master Kenneth is still lying in the hospital.

The saxophone "Going Home" tossed Kenneth to death. Although his life was not in danger, the emotional ups and downs and unprecedented exhaustion finally broke him.

But it's not life-threatening...

I just fell into a coma for a few hours and stared at the ceiling in a daze after waking up.

When Zhou Yang saw him in the hospital, he felt that he was in a strange state, and his emotions would be inexplicably high, as if he wanted to play the saxophone again, but when the saxophone was actually handed to him, he held it tremblingly, He couldn't blow it no matter what, as if he and Sachs had formed a transparent film where they couldn't see it.

John Williams was by his side...

His mood was a little calmer, but when he saw Zhou Yang, his eyes were extremely complicated.

When Zhou Yang left the hospital...

I vaguely heard John William Pus sighing a long way.

"Why is God so partial?"

"Obviously I am so devout and have such faith in music, but why don't you give me even a sliver of such talent?"

Full of sorrow, unwillingness, and a trace of discouragement.

Hearing his sigh, Zhou Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Going Home" was not created by him, at best it was a series of deduction and completion with the help of saxophone master Kenneth.

That's it.

Talent?

He is the least talented one.

Of course, he couldn't comfort John Williams, let alone tell the truth.

Some things are too mysterious, so mysterious that you can't tell anyone's secret to death.

After returning to the theater...

Zhou Yang saw a pair of eyes with admiration or disbelief, as if in a dream.

He didn't say much, but another different melody appeared in his mind.

The melody was called "The Last of the Mohicans".

It seems that after cooperating with Kenneth and deducing and completing together, the talent and interest in music in Zhou Yang's heart were stimulated.

So I couldn't wait to complete "The Last of the Mohicans"...

"is this OK?"

"can."

"Ok!"

training room.

Song Yiyi took the score and began to play with her eyes closed.

Zhou Yang listened carefully to Song Yiyi playing the score, especially after looking at the instrument in Song Yiyi's hands, he felt extremely lucky.

During this day, he has actually been looking for an instrument suitable for "The Last of the Mohicans".

I thought it was a flute...

But it's completely wrong, the flute is too crisp and loud, and lacks a bit of the melodious feeling in the sand.

Later I thought it was the Xun, and the Xun seemed to be quite close, but after listening to it a few times, it started to lose its flavor again.

finally……

When Song Yiyi came over with her musical instrument and was about to rehearse with her, Zhou Yang realized that the musical instrument he needed was the Gaina, a magical musical instrument from South America.

At the concert, there was an old song that needed the accompaniment of the flute.

And Song Yiyi just happened to learn this kind of flute.

When Song Yiyi came over, Zhou Yang was shocked to find out that Zhang Xia was Song Yiyi's grandmother...

Thinking of that day, when I saw Song Yiyi when I went to the compound, and thinking of the first time I saw Song Yiyi, Wang Shuai secretly hinted that Song Yiyi's background was not simple...

Zhou Yang was in a trance for a while.

A song ends.

Zhou Yang nodded, although he felt that the feeling in his memory was a little clearer, but when he really thought about it, there was still a sense of confusion.

Then...

His mind became tired, and he seemed to be struggling, and he was a little shaky when he stood up.

He knew that his spirit was the same as before, and he seemed to be a little overdrawn.

"Forget it, let's take a break."

"it is good."

Zhou Yang watched Song Yiyi organize the score.

When seeing Song Yiyi again, Zhou Yang seemed to feel that Song Yiyi had changed.

It seems that invisibly, I feel a little more alienated from myself.

In the past, she would chat with herself a lot, and her smile was as pleasant as that of Yinling, like a big sister.

Ok……

In fact, they can laugh and talk a little bit now, but the two sides keep a certain distance, more like ordinary friends.

"The concert is about to start in two hours, do you want to join?"

"I will try to rehearse the last game, if there is no problem, I will participate."

"Can you hold on now?"

"Try..."

Seeing Song Yiyi's concern, Zhou Yang laughed.

Maybe Song Yiyi hasn't changed, and she doesn't feel strange...

Well, maybe a lot of things are the illusions that I created after my mental exhaustion.

..............................

Zhou Yang was too tired.

Therefore, when rehearsing, I am naturally not in the state.

In such a state, even if they mixed in the crowd and sang together, it was not suitable to stay in this kind of palace-level concert.

Although Zhang Xia didn't say anything, Zhou Yang finally chose to give up.

then……

He was eventually seated in the guest's seat.

Not long after he sat down, he felt someone pat him on the back.

He subconsciously turned around, only to see Tang Xiaoxiao looking at him.

"Sister Tang Xiao?"

"Sit in another seat..."

"what?"

Tang Xiao pointed in another direction.

Zhou Yang followed Tang Xiao's gaze and saw an old man and an old lady.

Then...

He was stunned.

Not far away were An Xiao's grandfather and An Xiao's grandmother. Besides the grandparents, there was also a middle-aged couple sitting there.

The middle-aged couple seemed to be looking at themselves, nodding with smiles on their faces.

"I……"

"Go, go, there is a place for you..."

"This is inappropriate..."

"What's inappropriate, go ahead, go over and say hello... Listen to my sister, I won't hurt you!"

"Oh……"

　push book...

　　Entertainment Demon King System

　　
　
(End of this chapter)