You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 374 The Palace

  More and more people came one after another in the audience.

   The attention of this [Zhang Xia's Artistic Achievement Concert] was terrifying, and the pre-sale tickets were swiped for 30 seconds after being swiped online.

   Some people were pleasantly surprised.

  Some people are very lost.

As the vice presidents of "Yangcun", Miao Miao and Lin Xiaoxiao were planning to take a large number of Yangcun's family members to sweep the concert, but when they rushed to the ticketing website for the first time, they saw that it was empty. After the ticket warehouse, they were all stunned.

   They didn't get a ticket, not a single ticket.

   Later, they asked other people in Yangcun and found that except for a very small number of other people in Yangcun who grabbed tickets, other box offices seemed to be booked in advance...

  The box office released online is very limited, only a few hundred.

   "Who is our president... How can he be so powerful that he can get such an internal ticket? And it's close to the guest seat, I can see Zhou Yang!"

   "I don't know, I really don't know... I also just received this unsigned envelope this morning..."

   "Perhaps an internal employee?"

   "Well, maybe!"

  Lin Xiaoxiao and Miao Miao became curious about the president.

   Guest tickets can only be obtained by the organizer or internal personnel, and the organizer of this [Zhang Xia's Artistic Achievement Concert] itself is not the capital but some official personnel.

   The two discussed for a long time, but they did not discuss any results, and finally chose to give up.

   When Lin Xiaoxiao picked up her notebook and saw various hot searches on the Internet, her originally very happy mood was sluggish for a moment, and then she became gnashing of teeth: "I saw some netizens slander Zhou Yang again!"

   "Don't look, these people are the ones who can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour..."

   "No, I have to do it with them!"

  “…”

  ……………………

   Zhou Yang likes to hide in corners where no one is paying attention.

   Those corners are very comfortable and comfortable, and there is no need to wear a mask all the time and become not like yourself.

   But in the end…

   Zhou Yang came to the front row nervously under Tang Xiao's reminder and said hello to the couple and An Xiao's grandparents.

  After saying hello, he showed a sincere smile on the surface, just like a junior...

   But some bad words appeared in my mind.

   For example, clinging to the powerful, such as flattery, and for example, will shamelessly stick to it to give a sense of existence.

   Especially the cameras that swept over from time to time made Zhou Yang extraordinarily uneasy.

   He is not really such a person.

   Greeting is just out of courtesy and respect for the elders.

   That's what he reminded himself.

   But the complex feeling in my heart has been intertwined.

   But fortunately, An Jianwu is still quite happy. Although Grandma An Xiao seems to have a little coldness like An Xiao, she still nodded to herself, showing a smile to the younger generation.

  An Xiao's older brother, An Zhibin, also nodded to himself. Although he still maintained his military style, he didn't seem to feel as distant as before.

   Under Tang Xiao's instruction, Zhou Yang greeted one round, uncles, aunts and grandparents called sweetly...

When Zhou Yang was about to return to his seat after the shouting, he did not expect that the middle-aged couple sitting next to the two were very interested in Zhou Yang. They took Zhou Yang and sat down with Zhou Yang. The foreign family chatted for a long time.

   Zhou Yang looked at the middle-aged woman, only to feel that the outline seemed to be somewhat similar to An Xiao.

   He realized that these two should be An Xiao's parents, and looking at their identities, it seems that they are not simple.

   It's right to think about it, who would have a simple identity for someone from a family like Mr. An?

   When facing the family chat, Zhou Yang answered all the questions seriously...

He felt that he was ordinary, but somehow, he seemed to please An Xiao's parents. An Xiao's mother seemed to smile, and the more she looked at him, the more happy she became. She even held his hand and said a lot. "It's over, it's all right!" "It's not easy!" "This child, poor!" "Very good..." and so on.

   This situation made Zhou Yang extremely uncomfortable.

   He has never seen this kind of battle, and no one has taught him...

   Although Tang Xiao interrupted from time to time to keep the atmosphere from being particularly embarrassing, Zhou Yang's face began to become hot, and at one point he became breathless under his eyes.

   Finally, there was nothing to talk about, when Zhou Yang was about to leave and return to his position.

   Under the stage, applause broke out.

  The stage dimmed for a moment and then lit up again.

   Under the lights, hosts Zhang Zimeng and Li Guohui smiled and then walked onto the stage.

   "Xiao Zhou, you are sitting here, this is no other place, you don't need to judge the seniority..."

  The woman laughed after seeing Zhou Yang's appearance.

   His eyes were full of admiration and another trace of abnormal emotions.

  …………………………

   "One hundred years in China, the vicissitudes of life..."

   "In the chaotic era, groups of lovely and respectful people emerged..."

   "Art comes from the folk, from the people..."

  “…”

  Under the light, Li Guohui's voice is solemn and simple, as if traveling through time, pulling all the audience to another time and space.

   As Li Guohui's voice fell, the background screen on the side of the stage lit up.

   On the edge of the screen, a series of documentary clips and movie clips flashed. The movies include "Shangganling", "Luding Bridge", "September 18"...

   The black and white film clips pulled the audience's memory back to the scene of sitting in the open square watching a movie decades ago.

  The light gradually becomes gentle...

  The screen gradually dimmed, and those movie clips gradually became a person.

   "Women Can Hold Up Half the Sky", "Great Unity", "A Good Place in Northern Shaanxi"...

  The photos of the artists who used to sing these popular songs flashed slowly on the screen...

   Seeing the appearance of these old artists when they were young, many of the elderly audience members in the front row could not help but have red eyes.

  The years change, the sun and the moon are intertwined.

  I don’t know if I didn’t know it, decades have passed in such a hurry.

   Once a young girl, she has already become middle-aged...

  The former youth has also become a grandparent-level figure.

   Some people are still alive, while others are long gone.

  The screen gets dark...

  The stage lights came on again.

   A prelude was slowly opened not far away. In the prelude, the conductor asked Qiao Yu to turn his back to the audience and gently waved the baton.

   With the swing down...

   A loud suona sounded.

   On the stage, Tong Yuan raised his head and played the suona, feeling the fullness and loudness of the suona.

   She was immersed in it and performed the prelude to "My Motherland" in her best state.

  The audience sat upright and looked at the stage. The sudden sound of the suona made them feel a little goosebumps. They only felt that the atmosphere was very high today.

   After the suona sound...

  The solemn and sacred chorus, in the sound of the erhu, came out slowly, full of grace, and then the erhu changed from an ensemble to a solo.

  Chairman Zhang Zunlian closed his eyes and immersed himself in the wonderful melody. Erhu seems to be an old friend, constantly telling old stories with its unique voice.

   "Oh my God!"

   "I feel like my scalp is tingling!"

   "Nice, what kind of fairy music is this!"

   "Simply, this melody, I feel goosebumps all over me!"

   "This is Chairman Zhang Zunlian. Oh my God, is Chairman Zhang Zunlian acting as a background board? It's too awesome!"

   "Fuck!"

   "Zhang Zunlian, musician, educator, currently professor, master tutor, head of the Chinese Music Department of Huaxia Conservatory of Music..."

   "Lu Lu, born in 1972, a leader of China Konghou, once known as a national treasure-level Konghou player!"

   "Guzheng master Wang Zhongjing, educator, musician, famous overseas, has been invited to perform in France many times..."

  “…”

   The audience at the scene was quiet.

   However, the live broadcast on the Internet is full of bursts of admiration.

  Soku video website...

  The audience looked at the picture on the computer screen. In the comment area below, some students from the music school began to popularize the voices of these famous musical instruments with netizens.

   Countless emotions of admiration, surprise and amazement floated in the hearts of netizens.

   After watching the group of contemporary living gods participating in the prelude to this song "My Motherland", everyone began to feel the shock of the palace level!

   Then...

   The netizen who popularized these celebrities made another comment below the video.

   "There is a reason to thank Mr. Zhou Yang on Weibo!"

   "According to the accurate inside information I got!"

   "Mr. Zhou Yang has participated in the rehearsals of these musicians... and chatted and laughed with these music, and even worked out the rules for the performance of "My Motherland" with them..."

   "The score of each musical instrument, and even the seat of each teacher, was discussed with Mr. Zhou Yang, and then the position was arranged..."

  “…”

  ……………………

  Music is booming.

   solemn and solemn.

  It’s totally different from rehearsal!

   Zhou Yang was deeply shocked, and even felt that his artistic cells had undergone a new round of baptism.

   Looking at these famous musicians, there was a sense of honor in his heart.

  He can sit here and listen to everyone's performances...

   This was something that was unthinkable a few years ago.

   Listening to the music...

   He closed his eyes.

   Feeling that he was originally tired, his restless spirit was relieved a little, and he began to become extraordinarily calm.

   He enjoys the atmosphere that these wonderful music brings him.

   "So well lined up!"

   Zhou Yang heard the woman next to him looking at the stage in admiration, and the circles of his eyes began to turn red.

The middle-aged man next to    patted her on the shoulder.

   She nodded, then looked at Zhou Yang.

   "Xiao Zhou, you are really excellent. In front of these masters, you can still help to put out such a perfect performance..."

   Zhou Yang heard the sound of admiration.

   He opened his eyes and looked at the woman's admiration and admiration.

   "Maybe, there will be a world-class musician by my side! It's great! It's a pity that Xiaoer didn't come today, otherwise...hehe."

  The woman laughed and joked, and the heterotrophic emotion in her eyes seemed to be getting higher and higher.

   Zhou Yang didn't know how to respond for a while, let alone what the woman wanted to say and what it meant...

   He just felt panicked.

   As if everything on the body is in a state of nowhere to be placed...

   (end of this chapter)