The plane took off.
It soared at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Ning Lan closed her eyes and went to sleep.
Xu Meilan was reading a book.
Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu were discussing the music festival tonight.
"Old Zhao, which song did you prepare?"
"'Bobo,' I guess."
"Oh, that one."
"It's going to be a little difficult, but it depends on how it goes. What about you?"
"I don't know many heavy metal songs either, so I'll go with 'Chariot.'"
"Both of us aren't heavy metal fans, so it's actually quite difficult for us to sing it."
"But we don't have our own heavy metal rock songs in China."
"Yeah, hai, in the end, we still have to imitate others."
"There have been a few China heavy metal songs released in recent years, but they're still not mature enough. We're still just getting started in this field, so let's take it slow. One day, we'll definitely come up with something decent."
"Let's hope so."
Zhang Ye, who was dozing off with an eye mask, also heard their conversation.
Surely not, right?
China doesn't have its own heavy metal music?
Then what's the international heavy metal scene like?
He was starting to get curious. After all, he wasn't a person of this world. He had slowly figured out a lot of things in China over the past few years, but there were still a lot of things that he did not understand about the international scene. Since he had decided to expand his career overseas, he naturally had to get a feel for the situation there, such as music styles and culture. This was also the other purpose of Zhang Ye's trip to Korea. He was here to scout ahead.
An hour.
Two hours.
The plane landed. They had arrived in Korea.
Seoul.
At the airport.
When everyone came out, the people from the charity gala's organizers came to greet them. It was unknown if the news had been leaked, but there were even a lot of Korean fans and Chinese international students who had come to meet them.
"Ah!"
"Xu Meilan!"
"Xu Meilan!"
"Jiang Hanwei!"
"It's Xiaodong!"
A lot of people were shouting in Korean.
Many people held up signs and cheered.
In China, Zhang Ye was on par with the Heavenly Queen, Xu Meilan. Wherever he went, he would be surrounded by all sorts of fans. For example, when he was in the VIP lounge at the airport, there were two passengers who ran up to him to ask for his autograph. They were asking for Xu Meilan and Zhang Ye's autograph. But when they arrived in Korea, Xu Meilan was still as glamorous as ever, while Zhang Ye's popularity was no longer enough. Disregarding Xu Meilan, Jiang Hanwei, Xiaodong, and Amy were also more popular than Zhang Ye. There were even a lot of people who did not know Zhang Ye and did not even look at him.
On the bus.
Zhang Ye looked at the foreign scenery outside the window and felt very relaxed.
Ning Lan asked, "You seem to be in a good mood."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Yeah, it's rare to find a place that doesn't recognize me."
Xiaodong rolled his eyes and said, "You are an Asian A-lister."
Zhang Ye said in amusement, "It's at the bottom of the A-list rankings, and it's even at the top based on the statistics."
"Then there are also a lot of people who recognize you here." Chen Guang said, "It's just that you don't have that many fans. It's because you haven't published any works overseas, nor have you participated in any of the Asian events."
Amy said, "But then again, most of the people who have the greatest influence and popularity in Asia are still Korean celebrities. More than half of the Asian Heavenly Kings and Queens are Korean celebrities. The Korean entertainment industry is very famous in the world. From the training, to the screening, to the marketing, everything is very professional. We can't compare to them in this aspect."
Jiang Hanwei said, "Korean celebrities are indeed very popular. Although they don't have many successful cases on the international stage, and they don't have any top international celebrities, they are very popular in Asia. Not to mention others, just take China for example. Any Korean celebrity who has a good work and looks a little handsome will be able to do well in China. At the very least, they can develop their careers quite well. But if our country's celebrities want to make a name for themselves in Korea and Japan, that's too difficult."
The bus drove on.
Everyone chatted for the rest of the journey.
At the hotel.
Packing their luggage.
Eating.
By the time everything was done, it was already afternoon.
It was free time now as the charity gala would only start tomorrow. Since everyone had nothing to do, they decided to follow Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu.
"Shall we go?"
"Alright, let's go check out that heavy metal music festival."
"I really don't listen to heavy metal very often."
"Old Chen and Old Zhao are going to perform too?"
"Yeah, they're going to perform a little."
"Haha, we'll be cheering for you two from the sidelines."
After arranging for a car and calling for an interpreter, everyone set off.
…
Later that afternoon.
It was past 5 PM.
At a venue in Seoul. The music was booming.
They had gotten their tickets through the back door and were seated in the VIP seats.
When they got in, Ning Lan covered her ears. "It hasn't started yet, right? Why is it so noisy? "
Amy laughed. "This is exactly the kind of atmosphere I was looking for. Heavy metal is very nice to listen to, so you have to feel it with your heart. It's a pity that we don't have any good works in our country, so we're just imitating foreign songs. At most, we can only sing covers of foreign songs."
Big Qi asked, "What about Korea and Japan?"
Amy was a professional musician, so she naturally knew what was going on. "Korea and Japan also have their own styles of heavy metal music. For example, in Japan, their style is closer to the early days of heavy metal. As for Korea, I personally don't think that the style is that obvious. It's just that they've forcefully switched English songs into Korean. If you want to say that this is Korea's own rock and roll style of heavy metal, that wouldn't be wrong."
Xiaodong said, "But China doesn't have its own heavy metal."
Amy said, "That can't be helped. We'll have to slowly find a way forward and see how we can use the Chinese language to create our own style of heavy metal. It sounds so simple, but it's actually too difficult."
China doesn't have heavy metal?
It's this again?
This was the second time Zhang Ye had heard of this today.
He was getting more and more curious about what this world's heavy metal music was like.
The audience gradually entered the venue. There were Chinese exchange students, Koreans, and many Westerners. It was very lively, and everyone was dressed very differently. Some of them were more non-mainstream, while others were dressed in leather jackets and pants. There were also some with colorful hair, but most of them were young and had quite a personality.
20 minutes later.
The venue was over.
The International Heavy Metal Music Festival officially opened.
A Korean band took the stage.
When they appeared, there were screams from the audience!
"¥% ¥#!"
"¥% ¥#!"
"¥% ¥#!"
They were all singing the same words in Korean.
Zhang Ye and the others naturally couldn't understand what they were saying.
The accompanying translator laughed and said, "They're shouting the band's name — Hurricane."
Zhang Ye casually said, "Did the storm come?"
Amy rolled her eyes and said, "They're one of the most popular heavy metal bands in Korea."
Xiaodong said, "They're here!"
Xu Meilan also looked at the stage curiously. She rarely listened to heavy metal music.
All of a sudden, the lights flashed!
The irascible music reverberated!
Guitars!
Bass!
It blew up the entire venue!
"& ((& …%!"
"& () (% ¥# # @ @ @!"
They were singing in Korean, so they couldn't understand it. They could only feel it.
Amy was an expert in this field. She said loudly, "It's really not bad!"
Xiaodong also knew a little about it. "This metal voice is really great for a home field!"
Xu Meilan quietly admired it.
Ning Lan crossed her legs and covered her ears, disliking the noise.
Only Zhang Ye had a different expression from them. He was stunned.
The second band had taken the stage!
It was a Japanese heavy metal band!
Then it was the third band. It was one of the representative bands of American heavy metal!
The fourth band was from Finland!
The fifth band was from the UK!
In the audience, many of the Chinese international students were mesmerized and waving their arms like crazy!
"This is great!"
"It's so good!"
"I like Gale!"
"It's still more of a live performance!"
"Yeah, yeah, it was worth coming here today!"
"Have Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu come out yet?"
"They'll be out soon, soon!"
"It's a pity that we don't have our own heavy metal band!"
Xu Meilan commented.
Jiang Hanwei, Big Qi, and the others were also discussing it.
Only Zhang Ye was listening to the band's performance onstage in a daze!
That's it?
That's it?
Damn, what are you guys talking about? I thought that the heavy metal music of this world would be special. I thought that the heavy metal music of this world was different from my previous world, but isn't it the same? Isn't this just a very common type of heavy rock?
China doesn't have it?
Are you messing with me?
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