The entire venue was in an uproar!
A song of "Beijing, Beijing" had heated up the venue!
This was the result of two months of planning and preparation by Zhang Ye's Studio. All of the sound and lighting equipment in the venue were either rented, borrowed, or bought with money. They hired a professional team to design and set it up, using the best equipment in the entire country and even in Asia. In these two months, they had only done one thing, and that was to turn the largest concert venue in Asia into a stunning musical stage!
Light and shadows!
Sound effects!
Like a dream!
This was Zhang Ye's final stage.
He was very satisfied.
"Zhang Ye!"
"Zhang Ye!"
"Zhang Ye!"
"Zhang Ye!"
The crowd started shouting again!
Zhang Ye held the microphone and looked offstage. To the left, to the right, to the front, and to the back, there was a sea of people everywhere. "Thank you, thank you, thank you for coming to my 'Final Concert'!"
The audience roared with laughter!
"Hahaha."
"What final?"
"It's clearly the opening performance."
"You're talking like you won't be coming out anymore!"
"If you really don't come out, the Asian entertainment circle will celebrate with firecrackers for three days and three nights!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Everyone laughed.
Zhang Ye also laughed. "According to the usual practice, I should say a few words at the opening of a concert. You all know that I'm quite good with my mouth. I've hosted so many shows that I can't even count them all. I've spoken on countless occasions, so many that I can't even count them all. But this time, before I went onstage, my mind went blank. I didn't know what to say, because I feel that I'm becoming less and less qualified to say a lot of things."
The audience quietened down and listened quietly.
Zhang Ye said, "I'm not a qualified artist, and you all know that I'm not. Any other artist that you see is probably more qualified than me. A lot of the things that I convey to everyone are not very positive, so a lot of people don't like me and criticize me. I can accept all of that. I haven't done what a public figure should do. Sometimes, when I think about it, I feel really ashamed."
Ha Qiqi looked at the stage.
Zhang Zuo looked at Zhang Ye.
Everyone in the studio was silent.
Zhang Ye said, "I've thought about it over the past few years. Generosity, tolerance, civility, elegance, and some of the better values and morals would be better conveyed to the people. That way, my qualifications would be better, my reputation would be better, and I would have more friends. I would also feel less indebted to my family. At that time, when my family members mention my name, they would feel more pride. When you guys talk about me at gatherings, they would feel more admiration for me. When the media reports about me, they would feel more praise — I really want to experience what it's like to live such a life." He smiled and closed his eyes. After thinking for three seconds, he opened his eyes and smiled. "It must be good. Yes, it must be good."
Then, Zhang Ye said, "But —"
But?
But what?
But what?
The audience looked at him.
Everyone watching the live broadcast was looking at him. They also realized that the Zhang Ye of today seemed a little different from before!
At this moment, the music played.
Zhang Ye smiled. That kind of life was really good. In that scene, Zhang Ye would not have had to attend his final concert, nor would he have made the decision to give up everything. He would have definitely lived a good life with Old Wu, watched his child be born, grew up with him, and celebrated his first, second, and third birthdays. When the teacher mentioned Zhang Ye, they would tell the child that his father was a great celebrity. His classmates would envy him for having a gentle and cultured father who excelled in both morals and skills. The child would also hold Zhang Ye's hand and introduce him to his classmates at the parent-teacher conferences, saying that he was his father, the best father in the world — this scene was really beautiful, so beautiful that Zhang Ye would forget about it.
But.
But he did not regret it.
He owed his family.
He owed his child.
If he could apologize, he would say it to Old Wu a thousand times. He would say it to his child ten thousand times!
But — he did not regret it!
The Korean hackers?
The Japanese hotel?
He would fight them every time they came!
He would fight them twice!
He would fight them ten times if they came!
He would never regret something like this for the rest of his life!
There was no room for discussion about this in this lifetime!
Zhang Ye gently raised the microphone.
"My prideful destruction.
"The ordinariness that I hate.
"Only now do I remember that those are my favorites.
"Let Midsummer be playful.
"Let the cruel future be.
"Let the madness be light-years away.
"But now —
"Let go of the rules and indulge in love.
"Indulge in myself and let go of the future."
Zhang Ye looked at everyone. There was no hesitation or regret in his expression.
"I don't turn.
"I don't turn.
"I don't turn.
"I don't turn."
The live audience was stunned!
All of the viewers watching the live broadcast were also stunned!
All of a sudden, countless people felt their blood boiling!
…
At Zhang Ye's parents' house.
His mother said, "Little Ye, he —"
His father said, "What happened?"
…
At Old Wu's parents' house.
Wu Changhe asked, "What's wrong with Little Ye?"
Li Qinqin asked, "What does he mean by that?"
Wu Changhe asked, "Is something wrong? Has the kid gone crazy again? "
But Wu Zeqing smiled. She did not answer her parents' question and just muttered to herself, "That's how my husband should be."
…
The live audience erupted again!
Screams and cheers mixed together with the song!
Zhang Ye's singing grew louder and louder. It felt like he was going to flip the entire venue over!
"I want to go crazy, I want to love!
"That's right, I want to go crazy, I want to love!
"Ten thousand MP3s!
"Ten thousand times of crazy love!
"Can't extinguish a tiny loneliness!
"I want to go crazy, I want to love!
"That's right, I want to go crazy, I want to love!
"That's right, a party in the middle of summer has come light-years away!
"Don't tell me that growing up is something that everyone has to go through!
"Let go of the rules! Let go of the love!
"Let go of the past and let go of the future!"
Standing in the center of the stage.
Standing in front of a venue of 100,000 people!
Zhang Ye raised the microphone and grabbed the front of his shirt, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"I'm not turning!
"I'm not turning!
"I'm not turning!
"I'm not turning!!!!"
What a "not turning"!
What a "I'm not turning"!
At this moment, the entire audience went crazy!
At this moment, everyone in the audience stood up!
Some people were crying!
Some people were waving their arms crazily!
Some people were shouting along with Zhang Ye!
Zhang Ye's unfinished "but" had already been answered in this song. Zhang Ye was still the Zhang Ye they knew. He would always be the Zhang Ye they knew!
Zhang Ye was right. He wasn't a qualified artist. Be it the way he spoke, the way he did things, his character, or his resume, he wasn't a good artist in any way!
They knew it!
Everyone knew it!
But —
They still liked him!
They didn't know why, but they just liked him!
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