Chapter 1370: 1370
They were pressed for time!
They had to race against the clock!
"So who's going on?"
"Only Teacher Zhang can do it."
"There's no time left. Old Zhao is still waiting, so let's hurry up and decide. We're in a foreign country, and every move we make will affect our country's image. We cannot afford to lose here."
"Didn't Teacher Zhang already say that he can do it?"
"Then it's settled."
"Teacher Zhang, we're depending on you."
Everyone came to an agreement.
Zhang Ye looked at them. "I'll be taking the stage then?"
Amy sighed. "There's no one else anyway."
Zhang Ye nodded and said, "Alright, but I don't have a band."
Xu Meilan said, "A band?"
Big Qi said, "Yeah, how are we going to handle the band issue?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ye asked, "Amy, I heard that you can play the drums?"
Amy was taken aback. "Ah? Ah, yes, I can."
Zhang Ye looked at Xiaodong. "Sister Dong, your skill on the bass hasn't been lost, right?"
Xiaodong was dumbfounded. "Ah? It's still OK."
Zhang Ye glanced at Li Xiaoxian. "Classmate Xiaoxian, you can still play the guitar, right?"
Li Xiaoxian was taken back. "Uh, I guess."
Zhang Ye snapped his fingers. "Alright, our band has been formed!"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The members of Spring Garden exclaimed, "No, we can't do it. This is a heavy metal performance. We haven't even tried much of rock 'n' roll before, much less heavy metal. Teacher Zhang, please don't pull us down with you. You should get someone else, or maybe borrow a band from the organizers?"
Zhang Ye glanced at them. "Do you guys think that I'm asking you because I want your level of playing? It's just that there isn't anyone else I can ask and the organizer's in-house bands are all foreigners. It's not like I had any practice in advance with them, nor can I properly communicate with them about the tune. There isn't enough time either, so the three of you will have to make do!"
Big Qi said, "Yeah, there are only the three of you amongst us who are professional musicians."
Ning Lan laughed and said, "Surely you all can't expect Old Jiang and me to do it, right?"
Xiaodong finally crumbled. "Alright."
Amy was on the verge of tears. "I'll give it a try."
Zhang Ye then called them over. "I'll briefly explain it. I'll be the lead guitarist, so Xiaoxian will accompany me. This is how the melody will sound like in general: When I increase the pitch, you'll follow me—Sister Dong, this is your part—Amy, I don't care what you do, just improvise—It doesn't matter whether you can remember it or not as long as you keep up with my rhythm. Don't mess up the tempo; hold steady. When we reach verse b, repeat these notes. All good?"
He explained and wrote it.
The members of Spring Garden were stunned.
Amy exclaimed, "Which song is this?"
Xiaodong also asked, "Why doesn't it feel like I've heard this melody before? Does this song exist?"
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. "Why do you care what song it is. I'm the one singing it."
Li Xiaoxian was the most obedient one. "OK, I got it, Teacher Zhang."
Zhang Ye checked his watch. "Come on, let's go!"
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. "These guys, why do they look like they're walking onto the execution grounds?"
Big Qi said worriedly, "W-Will this work?"
Xu Meilan smiled and said, "Whether it works or not, it still has to be him."
Big Qi said, "I'm just afraid that with Teacher Zhang's English, he'll 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."
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. "When do we go on stage?"
Chen Guang was startled. "What are you guys doing here?"
Xiaodong gave a wry smile. "We're here to save the day."
Zhao Wuliu was astounded and surprised. "This 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?"
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "I know a lot."
Chen Guang said, "Can you sing in English?"
Zhang Ye smiled but did not say anything.
Zhao Wuliu said, "Regardless, I'll go and tell the organizers so that we can switch out."
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, "It's your turn!"
Zhang Ye smiled. "Comrades, let's go!"
Xiaodong said, "Alright!"
Amy said, "Hell, let's do this!"
Li Xiaoxian said, "I'm gonna try my best too!"
Chen Guang called out to him, "Hey, why didn't you change your clothes? You're still wearing those Chinese clothes!"
But Zhang Ye just reached up and adjusted the collar of his Chinese jacket. "There's no need to change!"
Chen Guang looked really helpless and dared not imagine what sort of a performance they'd 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!
Everyone's attention was suddenly on them!
…
The American audience.
"What?"
"Who is he?"
"I don't know."
"Why do those clothes look so weird?"
"Is he Chinese?"
…
The Korean audience.
"Ah, isn't that Spring Garden!"
"It's them. That's Xiaodong, Amy, and Li Xiaoxian."
"Did they come to the wrong place?"
"Yeah, this is a heavy metal music festival, not some pop concert!"
"Who is that guy?"
"I know him, it's Zhang Ye!"
"What? He is that Zhang Ye? That Heavenly King from China?"
"Yeah!"
…
The Chinese international students.
"Ahhh!"
"Zhang Ye!"
"It's Zhang Ye!"
"Damn, what is that guy doing here?"
"Even Spring Garden is here?"
"What are they doing up there? Where's Teacher Zhao Wuliu?"
"Why is there a change to the lineup?"
"How can Zhang Ye possibly know how to sing heavy metal!"
"That's right. This fellow's English cannot even be compared to a middle school student's!"
"Is he wearing a tangzhuang?"
"That's an updated form of it, right? How is he going to perform a heavy metal song wearing that? Shouldn't he at least change into leather pants?"
"Pfft, what an unprofessional guy!"
"He must be trying to create trouble!"
…
The heavy metal bands from the different countries were all shaking their heads.
Especially the bands from Japan and Korea. They were very opinionated.
"What is this?"
"Are they even here to sing heavy metal?"
"You wouldn't think so just by looking at them."
"Where did they pop out from?"
"Are they Chinese? But China has no metal of their own."
"They're definitely going to cover a song. How uninteresting."
"Of all the acts that this music festival is featuring, why did they choose to invite the Chinese? Are they trying to mess around?"
"Just because the song they prepared was performed by someone else, they don't have any other songs they can perform? Trash tier."
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