In the afternoon.
The news spread.
The list for the finale of I Am a Singer was finally confirmed.
On Weibo:
"Has it been announced?"
"It's Zhang Ye?"
"Gosh, why is it him?"
"After so many years, he can still sing?"
"Who can say for sure?"
"This guy's popularity has gone down, right?"
"Sigh, leaving for four years is basically a death sentence for an artist."
"I wonder how his TV series is doing?"
"Can Face-smacking Zhang make a comeback?"
"We'll know when we see it this time."
"This is the first time he has returned to the stage since his comeback."
"I'm afraid that this guy will be the first to be eliminated."
…
Qu Dong's fan club.
Group chat:
"Why is it him?"
"I know Zhang Ye. That fellow is a scammer!"
"That's right, that's right. His texts are all in the Chinese textbooks!"
"His texts are so hard to memorize. I'm sick of him."
"Me too. That 'Ode to Young China' made me want to vomit."
"My parents used to be his fans. I don't know what's so good about this guy. He's not handsome at all. He's far worse than my Qu Dong."
"Supporting Qu Qu as the champion!"
…
Qi Liang's fan club.
Group chat:
"There's no need to fear Zhang Ye."
"Yes, our biggest opponents are Qu Dong and Hai Yifei."
"Zhang Ye used to be really good in the past, that's something that everyone will admit. But the entertainment industry no longer allows him to play."
"My Qiqi is the most handsome."
"Zhang Ye is the most notorious hacker in the world, yet he still has the cheek to participate in the battle for the grand champion of all five seasons? He's too thick-skinned. "
"That's right, this person has too many blemishes."
"Nowadays, everyone likes clean and handsome men. He looks average and is covered in dirt. This kind of artist has been slowly marginalized."
"Qi Qi will win!"
"Get the artists with bad records out of here!"
…
At home.
His mother said, "That kid really went?"
Dad said, "If he wants to go, let him go. Can you stop him?"
His mother said angrily, "I'm just afraid that he'll lose. How ugly would that be?"
…
At his eldest younger sister's house.
The three sisters were watching TV together.
"Wow, my brother is participating!"
"Really!"
"I can't wait!"
"You can do it, brother! Defeat the little fresh meat! "
…
Zhang Yuanqi's house.
The phone rang.
"Hey, Wei Hong."
"Sister Zhang, have you seen the news?"
"I haven't really watched the entertainment industry news for the past two years. It's just you calling me every day to talk about it. What's wrong? What happened this time? "
"Haha, Teacher Zhang really went."
"A battle of the grand champions?"
"Yeah, it was just announced."
"I knew he couldn't stay idle."
…
Somewhere.
The original Spring Garden group.
Although the group had disbanded, Xiaodong, Amy, and Li Xiaoxian still frequently met up.
"Look, it's confirmed that Teacher Zhang is the first season's representative for I Am a Singer!"
"Hahaha, this is awesome!"
"Can he win?"
"Who knows? Anyway, there's going to be a good show to watch."
"There are already fans of Qu Dong and Qi Liang scolding him on the internet. Pfft, Teacher Zhang has been in jail for so many years, but his relations with others are still so bad."
…
Zhao Wuliu's house.
"Old Zhao, Zhang Ye has gone."
"Really?"
"It's published."
"Let's hope that he can make us proud."
…
At a certain Heavenly King's studio.
"Is he really going to fight?"
"Zhang Ye is still as bold as ever."
"But he doesn't know that he is no longer the Heavenly King of the past, right?"
"He can't be thinking of taking back the seat of a Heavenly King, right?"
"The dynasty has already changed. It won't be that easy for him to come back."
"He might be the first to be eliminated in this battle of the Masked King."
…
Zhang Ye's fangroup 37.
A person suddenly came out from the dead group.
Immediately, seven or eight people showed their heads.
"Big Saber Bro!"
"Ah, I haven't seen Big Saber Bro in years!"
"Is it the main body?"
"What have you been doing all these years?"
Big Saber Bro: "It's me. I've been restricted from using the Internet for the past few years, but I'm finally free now. I'm currently gathering people and shouting in every group. If anyone sees me, please send a message to each other and tell our brothers and sisters that Teacher Zhang is back, and so am I. How many more of you want to join Teacher Zhang in fighting the martial arts community again?"
"Hai, the people from back then have pretty much all left."
"Yeah, the group used to have a full 1,000 members, but there's only a hundred or so left at most now. A lot of them have left the group, and there are still a lot of divers. It's going to be very difficult to gather everyone back together."
Big Saber Bro: "Gather as many as you can. The camaraderie and stories from back then won't be forgotten just like that. It's just that too much time has passed, and some of us have gotten married and had children. Everyone has their own things to do, that's all. Teacher Zhang is going to participate in the battle of the Masked King soon. This will be his first public appearance since his return, and it's even going to be a single-elimination match. We've already smacked the faces of others our entire lives, so don't get smacked in the face by them when we get there! Hurry, hurry, gather everyone. Gather as many as you can. Let Teacher Zhang see that we're still around! "
"Alright!"
"Understood!"
…
In the Celebrity Goof Group.
This was the core celebrity group of the entertainment industry back then. Those who could join were all Heavenly Kings and Queens, as well as A-list and B-list superstars. But now, the majority of the people in the group were past their prime. They had either retired from the industry or gone into hiding. The group was cold and deserted, no longer the same as it was in the past.
Xu Meilan: "@ ZhangYe, don't lose in the first round."
Li Xiaoxian: "Teacher Zhang, show them what you've got."
Ning Lan: "@ ZhangYe, damn, you really went?"
Xiaodong: "Pfft, weren't you guys the ones who urged him to go?"
Shu Han: "We were just saying."
Chen Guang: "Haha, Zhang 'er, good luck to you."
Fan Wenli: "Zhang 'er, we're all rooting for you. Show the male idols these days what it means to sing. Well, that's on the premise that you can still sing."
Amy: "Ah? Teacher Zhang can't sing anymore? "
Fan Wenli: "I don't know. I haven't heard him sing since he came back."
Ning Lan: "We haven't heard him sing either."
Xu Meilan: "Why does it sound like he's done for? Big Sis, I'm about to drop out of the S-list. I'm still counting on Teacher Zhang to help me out. If he steals more of the limelight, those male idols won't be able to regain their popularity so quickly. Otherwise, I won't be able to sit still. "
Ning Lan: "Then I guess we can't count on him anymore. Let's bet on how many rounds Teacher Zhang can last."
Chen Guang: "At least two rounds."
Amy: "I'm guessing one round."
Ning Lan: "I agree with one round."
Xiaodong: "Don't mess around, you guys. Teacher Zhang will cry himself to death if he sees this."
Everyone: "Hahahaha."
Several years had passed, but the group was still as happy as ever.
…
At around 9 PM, Zhang Ye finally returned from Beijing Television.
When he checked his cell phone, he was flooded with messages from his friends.
Chen Guang: "I've had surgery for my voice for the past two years. Otherwise, I would've gone up. I'll leave this important task to you. Don't embarrass our first season of I Am a Singer. You're not just representing yourself, but all of us old singers. Do as you see fit!"
Amy: "Teacher Zhang, rise up!"
Xiaodong: "F * ck them up!"
Big Saber Bro: "Big Saber Bro, Fan Yingyun:" Teacher Zhang, I'm back too. Four years ago, they found out quite a bit about me. I helped you delete your Weibo posts and hacked a celebrity's official website. Later on, those idiots banned me from using the Internet. Now that I've finally been released, I'm recalling my fan club members. Wait for my news! "
After Zhang Ye read through the messages one by one, he couldn't help but laugh.
Nervous?
Anticipation?
Excitement?
He discovered that he actually felt all of these emotions.
Zhang Ye was very happy because he realized that he hadn't changed at all. He had taken many detours and overcome many obstacles. He had gone through mountains of daggers and seas of fire, and had faced a hail of bullets, but he was still the same person from back then.
Ten years of drinking ice.
My blood couldn't cool.
Tonight, I'll return to the storm.
My heart is still rippling.
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