At home.
His mother couldn't stop laughing. "This rascal!"
Dad was quite amused listening to it. "This song is not bad."
"He's having a good time singing," his mother said as she munched on melon seeds.
However, Wu Zeqing, who was beside him, saw Zhang Ye's seemingly happy smile on the screen. She said with a pained expression, "He's actually not that happy."
Her mother was stunned and looked at her. "Why?"
Wu Zeqing said, "Because this is not the song he wants to sing."
…
At the venue.
"This is the creation of a new sect!"
"It's quite impressive."
"But I don't stand a chance with this song."
"Yeah, if he can't get into the rankings, then Zhang Ye won't be fated to be the Masked King."
"King of the Masked Singers? He probably wouldn't even be able to enter the top five, right? But I quite like this song. It's light and funny. If it's not a competition, it's quite fun to listen to. "
"Yeah, those songs he sang on stage were all like that."
"These two golden partners of the crosstalk world have come together to sing. The viewership ratings should be off the charts, right? Haha! He really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve! This kind of song will definitely be very popular in KTV. Also, 'The Hottest Ethnic Trend' and 'Little Apple' will definitely be the songs that people will listen to when they sing in KTV. "
"Pfft, have you seen Zhang Ye's current nickname?"
"I saw it. Everyone calls him the King of Karaoke, haha!"
"He's fine with karaoke, he'll definitely blow up the room. But on this kind of stage, it's still better to compete on art, songs, and singing skills."
Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai walked off the stage.
Many spectators squeezed forward.
"Zhang laoshi!"
"I love you so much!"
"You're too funny!"
"Can I hug you, Teacher Zhang?"
"Your singing is very amusing! But I won't give you the ticket. "
"When it comes to singing, the other singers are better, but I like your songs."
Zhang Ye hugged them one by one. "Thank you, thank you."
When Yao Jiancai heard this, he wanted to help Zhang Ye pull for votes. Their microphones were still on, but just as Old Yao opened his mouth, "Everyone, please vote —"
But Zhang Ye tugged at him.
Yao Jiancai was stunned and immediately shut his mouth.
Zhang Ye did not say anything and left with Old Yao from the side.
No need to canvass for votes.
That's good.
That would do.
Backstage.
In the singer's room.
Zhang Xia specially came out to welcome him. "Old Yao, you've also joined our music industry?"
Yao Jiancai laughed and said, "Why would I join the music industry? I had no choice but to bite the bullet and join. When Zhang Ye called me, I was stunned. I told him that I wouldn't go, but he said that he would tear down my house. After thinking about it, I decided to just come. Our house was just renovated last year."
Zhang Xia said, "The song is very good. Only the two of you can sing such a song."
Yao Jiancai sighed, "I'm here to support this kid."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Grandma Zhang, you're the third?"
"Yes, I got number three." Zhang Xia had seen a lot of big events and was one of the more composed singers. "Xiaodong is number two. Is he already on stage?"
Zhang Ye said, "Alright, I'll go back to my room and listen then. You can do it. I'm rooting for you and Old Chen to win the championship."
Zhang Xia smiled. "Alright, just try your best."
Yao Jiancai went back to his guest partner's waiting room.
Meanwhile, Zhang Ye went into Room 1. This was his room. On television, Xiaodong had already started singing. Her guest partner was Li Xiaoxian, another member of Spring Garden. The moment she opened her mouth, the audience got excited and forgot about Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai's musical crosstalk. Xiaodong and Li Xiaoxian performed a love song. It was a love song about two women fighting over a man!
"Please leave."
"No, please leave."
"Don't hurt him."
"You're the one who hurt him."
Her singing was excellent!
The song was moving!
The camera panned to the audience. All of them had stunned faces.
Zhang Ye also felt that it was pretty good. But he unknowingly clenched his fists again.
Xiaodong finished singing.
Zhang Xia also took the stage.
Then Huang Cheng.
Then Chen Guang.
Then Amy.
Finally, He Huan.
Everyone gave it their all and performed well!
It was moving, touching, explosive, or sorrowful. It was truly a unique feast. This musical extravaganza touched the hearts of countless people!
There was an endless debate on the Internet.
"Zhang Xia will definitely be the Masked King!"
"Get lost, Chen Guang will definitely win!"
"Keep an eye on Xiaodong!"
"Amy might not be able to make it."
"Huang Cheng chose a bad song."
"In any case, no matter who wins, it won't be Zhang Ye, haha."
"Nonsense, do I need you to tell me that? Those songs of his are just trash! "
"Yeah, they're too trashy! They're all sloppy songs! "
"Zhang Ye can't do it anymore."
"After listening to the others' songs and thinking back to Zhang Ye's, they really aren't on the same level. He really can't write those touching songs from back then!"
"A hero at the end of his road."
"That song of his, 'Nonsense Makes Sense,' made me feel sleepy."
"Just what's wrong with Zhang Ye?"
"Who knows! He lost all his talent in a single night, yet he's still putting on airs and refusing to sing the songs of the past or the songs of other singers. Who can he blame for that? "
The first round of performances came to an end.
All that was left was to wait for the first round of votes. The contestant with the lowest ranking in the first round would be the first to perform in the second round, and so on. Every contestant was waiting in their room at this moment. None of them were willing to perform too early, because that would mean that their votes were not ideal.
But Zhang Ye did not wait for the results. Instead, he scrolled through his cell phone and read the comments from the netizens.
Trash?
Lost all his talent?
Lost all his talent?
He was expressionless, but he felt like he was holding back something in his heart that he couldn't swallow or get out. It was a very uncomfortable feeling that he had never experienced before.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Dafei and Xiao Lu ran in. "Director Zhang!"
Zhang Ye looked at them. "How did it go?"
Xiao Lu said in surprise, "We passed! We passed! "
Dafei was also extremely excited. "The viewership ratings have passed 4%! We just passed! We've broken the variety viewership ratings record! We've pierced through the ceiling of the variety world! "
Zhang Ye smiled. "Good, very good!"
At this moment, Dong Shanshan, who was in the studio, suddenly announced the rankings. She said, "The results are in my hands. Unfortunately, the contestant with the lowest number of votes in the first round is — Zhang Ye. Then, Teacher Zhang Ye, please get ready. We will be starting the second round of performances very soon."
A very clear voice could be heard from the screen in the room.
Dafei was stunned.
Xiao Lu also did not say anything.
Zhang Ye smiled. "Alright, it's my turn now. Hurry up and get back to work."
Xiao Lu said, "Director Zhang!"
"Go on." Zhang Ye waved her off.
Dafei and Xiao Lu looked at each other and walked away quietly.
There were still five minutes left to prepare. Zhang Ye sat in the room for a while before slowly standing up. He straightened his clothes and combed his hair before quietly walking out.
Along the way, the staff members who saw Zhang Ye were all hesitant to speak.
Director Zhang was in last place!
A lot of the staff members were feeling upset!
"Director Zhang …"
"Director Zhang …"
"Director …"
Zhang Ye smiled and nodded at everyone.
The viewership ratings had broken 4%! I Am a Singer had made history! His mission had finally been completed, and it had been done beautifully and perfectly. There was not a single fault to be found!
I've done all the work that was supposed to be done!
Then for the final song, can I be willful for a bit?
I don't want the tickets!
I really don't want them!
I just want to sing!
I just want to seriously sing a song that I want to sing!
Can I?
Hu Fei walked over happily. "Go onstage. You can do it, Director Zhang."
Zhang Ye suddenly stopped. "It's too late to change the song now, isn't it?"
Hu Fei said startled, "Change the song?"
Zhang Ye shook his head. "It's fine, I was just saying."
But Hu Fei held him back and said sternly, "What's the matter?"
Zhang Ye gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Just pretend you didn't hear me."
When the surrounding staff and cameramen heard that, they were all shocked!
There were only two minutes left before the show's start. This is a live broadcast, yet you want to change the song? How could that be possible! How could you possibly make it in time! No one could agree to that!
No one knew what Zhang Ye was thinking!
And no one knew what Zhang Ye was thinking!
Hu Fei fell silent and did not say another word.
Zhang Ye continued walking forward.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
In front of him, the stage was already within reach.
Suddenly, Hu Fei called out to him from behind. "Zhang 'er!"
Zhang Ye turned around.
Hu Fei looked into his eyes. "… Sing what you want to sing! Leave the rest to me! "
The surrounding people were stunned!
"Director Hu!"
"You're crazy!"
"Fuck!"
"This! This! "
Zhang Ye looked at Old Hu. "Can we?"
Hu Fei laughed. "You're the executive director, and I'm the executive producer. If the two of us say yes, who would dare to say no?" Saying that, he looked at a staff member beside him. "Tell Shanshan! Tell her to hold on for another five minutes no matter what! "
That staff member was nearly in tears. "Director Hu, this!"
Hu Fei shouted, "Hurry up and go!"
That staff member wiped his sweat. "Understood!"
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