I’m Really a Superstar

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noon.

Boxed lunch.

Except for those with special circumstances, usually even the first-line stars, they did not go back, but they all got their lunch here and made do with their lunch.

Zhang Ye was also eating, but they were alone. Zhang Xia and Zhang Yuanqi didn't know where they were going. They probably went to the song. After all, they only heard the song today. They wanted to sing it well and wanted to It's not easy for the two of them to sing well together. It takes a long time to get used to it. Zhang Ye gave them this song. He himself had heard it no less than a hundred times in his world, but he was not professional in music, so he didn't. Dare to give blind instructions to the two of them, they are professional singers, and they must know better than him, so he honestly eats by himself.

bell bell bell.

Dad's cell phone called.

"where is it?"

"Dad, I'm outside."

"Will you come back for dinner?"

"Uh, maybe I won't be able to go back. There's something else to do. Are you at my aunt's side? You help me accuse me. I may not be able to go to my grandma's house either."

"A very important thing?"

"Well, it's important."

"Then I won't talk about it, I'm busy with you."

In the afternoon, Zhang Ye received several calls, all from Zhang Yuanqi and Zhang Xia's team. They discussed with him about the soundtrack. What I showed the director's team before was only a rough version. There are quite a few flaws, so further research is needed. Zhang Ye found a clean corner and spent the whole afternoon busy with them on the phone. After Zhang Xia called him, he went to listen to Zhang Xia and Zhang Yuanqi sing again. He couldn't do it from a professional perspective. But he can judge their performances by the standards of his world song, also pointed out some flaws, and corrected a bit of their intonation problems caused by their unfamiliarity with the song.

One hour.

three hours.

Five hours.

In the evening, seven forty.

Finally, he was done with them. Zhang Ye was exhausted. He hadn't slept well last night. He only slept for four hours at most.

The Spring Festival Gala was about to be broadcast live. Everyone was busy and preparing to appear. Seeing this, Zhang Ye found an empty room, which was the dressing room where Zhang Yuanqi and the others were staying. And the unused props and costumes scattered on the ground, but no one was there, Zhang Ye closed the door and walked inside. There was a sofa in the far corner. The space partitions here were blocked by cloth curtains. In the place where he changed his clothes, he pulled the curtains, sat on the sofa, and drank. It was quite comfortable. Zhang Ye didn't care about other things. He did everything he could. Can't move.

bursts of firecrackers

The whole country rejoices

The annual Spring Festival Gala begins

The first program is the opening dance. The main actors are primary and middle school students. Although they are young, their movements are not unfamiliar at all. The dance is very beautiful, and the music rhythm is also very energetic. The Spring Festival Gala this year is really dominated by young people. Those old-fashioned songs or old-fashioned recitation programs that were questioned and denied by young people in the past may all be cancelled. The traditional songs and dance programs must follow the popular routine. The traditional programs are too outdated and cannot make money or attract attention. Another meaning of the vitality of the Spring Festival Gala is to follow the rhythm of business.

Zhang Ye's grandmother's house.

Cao Mengmeng sat on the sofa expectantly, "It's started, it's started"

Zhang Ye's mother hummed, "This Spring Festival Gala, there is nothing to see."

The second uncle said depressedly: "I agreed to play Xiaoye's song, why didn't I put it on?"

The third aunt said: "The people in the director group don't have any vision. They just want to attract attention and make money. What about the Spring Festival Gala of young people, they have forgotten our old comrades."

Grandma also said, "Change the channel, I won't watch Zhang Xia and Sun Ying this time without Xiao Ye's song, what's the point of watching it?"

Grandpa said: "My Peking Opera program, I heard that there is only one left in this year, and I still sing with other opera genres. What is it called?"

Cao Tong said: "Hee hee, that's called mashup."

"What is it?" Grandpa criticized, "They've ruined everything from our ancestors."

Cao Mengmeng held on to the remote control and didn't let go, "I can't change the channel, I still have to look at my Li Anxu."

The eldest sister Cao Dan looked at her, "Didn't you say that you won't chase Han Xing in the future? My brother is angry, you don't know, if you let him know that you are chasing Han Xing, my brother will have to beat you."

Cao Mengmeng smiled and said, "I'm not chasing stars. My idol is my brother. What about Li Anxu? I'll just listen, hee hee, just listen."

Cao Dan nodded his sister's head, "You."

Grandma asked, "Xiao Ye really won't go home for the New Year this year?"

The mother said angrily: "I don't know what to do, just leave him alone"

The child that my grandmother loves the most is Zhang Ye. "Little Ye has his own career and fame. He must be busy. Our family will understand."

The Spring Festival Gala continues.

The second program is a chorus.

Then the third program was magic, which was rare in the previous Spring Festival Gala. The magician is a newly famous 19-year-old from Hong Kong and Taiwan. According to his reputation, he is actually not as good as the others in their 30s and 40s. The magician, but this time it was an honor to be on stage.

"It's like magic."

"Yeah, it doesn't make any sense."

"It's okay, I think it's okay."

"It's far worse than Lao Fang's magic. This time, the middle-aged and the elderly are really not allowed to appear on the stage? This is about giving young people a chance. I support a young Spring Festival Gala, but you have to look at the quality of the program. If it's not good, then what's the point of appearing on the stage? No matter how good the show is, the older people have to get stuck again and again? It's a bit unfair, and a magician in his forties is not too big."

"I don't know what they think"

"This is for future consideration and cultivating new people."

"Then you can't just abandon the seniors."

"But they are really old, and they will go downhill in the future, but young people have more opportunities and will go up more and more."

Zhang Ye's grandmother's family had this kind of discussion, and many similar families all over the country had this kind of conversation. Some people opposed it, some understood it, and some supported it.

Finally, the language program came.

First a cross talk, followed by a sketch.

Cao Mengmeng almost fell asleep when she saw it, "It's really rubbish, how come the cross talk sketches of the Spring Festival Gala in recent years are getting worse and worse? It's not as funny as my brother's talk show."

But Cao Tong couldn't stop laughing, and said, "You, your laugh is too high, why do I think it's okay?"

Cao Dan objectively commented: "It's because you have a low laugh point. The quality of language programs has indeed declined. There are no good works. Some works are okay, but they always feel that they are not outstanding enough. They are not as funny as those sketches from ten years ago. Haven't you watched online programs that scold language programs year after year?"

The aunt said: "It's not good, a year is not as good as a year."

The uncle said: "You guys put it lightly, but cross talk sketches are the worst to do. They need artistry, humor, and market recognition. It's too difficult to produce a good work."

Spring Festival Evening scene.

There are no empty seats upstairs and downstairs.

Officials, workers, white-collar workers, students, family members, etc., etc., the people who come here are all kinds of people. If there is anything in common between these people, it means that they are all related, or it is the relationship between the company and the unit. The ticket that came, or it was a personal relationship, or the on-site tickets for the Spring Festival Gala were not given casually. Even Zhang Ye sneaked in by relying on Tian Bin's work permit.

"Wonderful"

"Too beautiful"

"It's boring this year."

Some people applauded, while others were expressionless and drowsy.

Master Zhou and Master Wei in the calligraphy world did not celebrate the New Year with their families today, but came to the scene. Master Zhou brought his wife and daughter, and Master Wei brought a grandson and a granddaughter, sitting on the left side of the sixth row. s position.

Mrs. Zhou said, "Sister Zhang will not appear, so we will have extra."

She and Zhang Xia are friends and have known each other for decades.

Master Zhou also knew Zhang Xia, "You know Mrs. Zhang's physical condition. She had an interventional operation for cerebral thrombosis last year. At this age, it is time to retire and enjoy the happiness."

Mrs. Zhou shook her head and said, "I know her, singing and the stage are Sister Zhang's life, she can't do without it, and she can't do without it for the rest of her life. If she really wants to retire, she will definitely not be happy. People, if she's in a bad mood, The body will fail."

Master Wei opened his mouth and said: "Zhang Xia heard that he has heart disease and high blood pressure, right? People must have many problems when they are old. If I hadn't paved the way for my children and grandchildren, I would have already closed the pen, and people have arrived here. Age, especially Mrs. Zhang's age, she is probably older than me, she can't accept her old age, she can perform on stage all day, that's a matter of young people. "

Master Wei's grandchildren did not listen to their conversation.

Suddenly, several hosts on the stage began to announce.

After hearing this, Master Wei's granddaughter exclaimed, "Li Anxu is about to appear, my idol!"

Master Wei eats the taste: "Isn't grandpa your idol?"

"Grandpa too." His granddaughter laughed and said, "Li Anxu is my second idol, I like him so much, he's so handsome." If it wasn't for the fact that Li Anxu would be on stage, Master Wei's little granddaughter would not have come to the scene. It was she who begged her grandfather to bring her here.

Master Wei's grandson is also very concerned, "You stop talking, watch the performance, watch the performance"

At this time, the music sounded, and Li Anxu appeared on the stage singing a song, not in Korean, but in Chinese, and wrote the song in Chinese.

This time, countless screams sounded

"what"

"is Chinese"

"so handsome"

"Li Anxu I love you"

It's the same at the scene, and it's the same in front of the TV

Countless young fans shouted Li Anxu's name excitedly. The atmosphere was too warm. In all the previous performances, there was no such battle.

With a slight smile, Li Anxu sang calmly on the stage, "Love... is the only one... love... will inevitably break my heart..." He probably doesn't speak Chinese. Still won countless applause from the scene

Finished a song

The applause of young people

Li Anxu bowed and stepped down with a smile, it was time for the next game.

Master Zhou looked left and right, seeing the excited expressions of these young people, he was helpless, "Old Wei, do you understand this song?"

Master Wei smiled and said, "I don't understand."

Master Wei's granddaughter said, "How nice it sounds"

Mrs. Zhou stroked the child's head, "You young people think it's good, we are getting old, and our ideas can't keep up with the times."

Master Zhou sighed, "Oh, we are really outdated. The world in the future will belong to young people. Hehe, let's all stand aside."

At the scene, many middle-aged and elderly people also have this kind of sigh.

Suddenly, the lights on the field and the background picture changed, a long melody rose, and a new show was about to take the stage. It was a normal thing, but when I saw two people walking out from above. Afterwards, all the audience present and in front of the TV were stunned.

"Grandma Zhang Xia?"

"The Queen of Heaven Zhang Yuanqi"

"Didn't I rely on their show to cancel?"

"What's the matter? They are on stage again? And why are they two together? Is this going to chorus? One is Bel Canto and the other is Pop, and they don't have any chorus tracks either."

"Why didn't the director team notify you?"

"The program list has been temporarily changed again?"

Zhang Ye's grandmother's house.

"Ah" Cao Mengmeng shouted.

"Xiaomeng, what's your name?" Grandma was startled.

"Come and see, come," Cao Mengmeng hurriedly shouted to Zhang Ye's parents.

Zhang Ye's mother said, "I'm making dumplings, so don't watch."

Cao Dan also looked at the TV, and then exclaimed: "Zhang Yuanqi also has grandma Zhang Xia"

Mom let out a cry, and hurriedly dropped the rolling pin and ran over, "Impossible, didn't the director team cut off their show?"

Everyone in the family was staring at the TV.

a certain house.

"Mom, stop cooking"

"Why don't I go without cooking, that's the Spring Festival Gala, it doesn't make any sense at all."

"Zhang Xia and Zhang Yuanqi are on stage together"

"What? I'll take a look, I'll take a look"

a certain phone.

"Hello, ma'am."

"Brother, why did you call again? Didn't it just celebrate the New Year?"

"Have you watched the Spring Festival Gala?"

"I didn't watch it this year, nor did Zhang Yuanqi."

"Look, Zhang Yuanqi has a new song coming out"

"impossible."

"It's true. I haven't heard the melody that she and Zhang Xia came out with. It's definitely not "Hope for a Long Life", nor is it Zhang Yuanqi's previous song."

"Is there a new song? I'll go and watch it right away."

All over the country, such a scene is constantly being staged.

Contrary to the previous situation, many older people have raised their spirits.

But the young people are all indifferent and not interested.

"Why is it Zhang Xia again?"

"It's her every year"

"Zhang Yuanqi too, he comes every year, is it annoying?"

"Sister Zhang's movie did not say, the old songs in the past are also good, but the new songs in the past few years are really terrible, and they are all outdated."

"Really boring."

"Don't listen to it, it must be an old routine again"

Mrs. Zhou's eyes lit up, "Sister Zhang really came out."

Master Zhou smiled wryly, "Why, the general idea of ​​this Spring Festival Gala is vitality and youth. If it were me, I wouldn't be on stage, there's no need for it."

Master Wei's granddaughter said: "Yes, how old is Grandma Zhang Xia, and Aunt Zhang Yuanqi is not too young. How can her popularity compare to that of my family's Li Anxu, it's better not to come, um, of course, I said In terms of music, Zhang Yuanqi is definitely the first sister in terms of film and television."

Master Wei's grandson also commented: "Sister Zhang shouldn't come to sing, she should make a good movie. Her songs are not suitable for this age."

Master Wei frowned and said, "That Korean boy, the host has already given the news. Why didn't Zhang Xia and Zhang Yuanqi announce the show? A few songs and shows went straight to the show?"

His granddaughter pouted, "It means that the director team doesn't pay attention."

The older people at the scene looked at the two women on the stage and listened to the less enthusiastic atmosphere below, and suddenly had such a feeling that perhaps the era of young people is really coming, Zhang Xia is old, Zhang Yuan The stage of chess is old, the stage of music... may not need them anymore, maybe they really shouldn't be on stage this time, it's better to retire well, what's the use of working hard?

The only thing that made them feel strange was that Zhang Xia and Zhang Yuanqi wore very bright evening dresses on stage today. They were red, green, yellow, purple and blue. A bunch of bright colors were piled on the clothes. It's dazzling, and the two of them, both of their age, have a red flower on their hair today. Zhang Yuanqi has never seen such a gorgeous dress, and Zhang Xia has never seen it before.

what happened?

What do these girls want?

Peng Yiyu and the director team are also looking at the screen in the background

Countless people all over the country in front of the TV were all surprised by the dress of the two women

The next moment, Zhang Yuanqi took a deep breath and sang with a smile.

"I have a flower."

"It's in my heart."

"It's budding to be relieved...youyou."

"Dawn and twilight, wait eagerly, and those who have a heart come to dream."

An Anita Mui's "Woman's Flower", Zhang Yuanqi interprets it to the fullest. Her voice is neither youthful, nor energetic, nor so-called clear and lingering. Zhang Yuanqi's voice is a little hoarse and magnetic, but It is precisely such a voice, it is the voice of this age, that can sing this "Woman Flower" with such a taste This is not a song for young women, this is a song only for them

As soon as this song came out, many people at the scene were stunned

flower?

Budding?

In film and television works and literary works, these words often symbolize young women and describe girls. But today, Zhang Yuanqi and Zhang Xia actually did the opposite, and they came to the ground as "flowers". I actually sang "Flower" and sang about myself

bloom?

That's the right of young people

That's a qualification for young people

You are so old, why? Why?

Zhang Yuanqi held Zhang Xia's hand, as if the voices from all over the world had disappeared, and smiled at Zhang Xia:

"Women's flowers, swaying in the red dust."

"Women's flowers, swaying gently with the wind."

"I only hope to have a pair of gentle hands."

"It can soothe my inner loneliness."

A middle-aged woman in the front row of the scene suddenly held her daughter's hand, quietly, and tears fell for some reason.

"Mom, why are you crying?" the little girl asked.

The women laughed and cried, "You are still young, when you grow up, you will understand."

Mrs. Zhou stood up, her eyes were red, and she stared at the two women on the stage without blinking.

Zhang Yuanqi's voice seemed to hit the hearts of all mature women word by word at this moment, and her voice was like a pair of hands, touching their shoulders.

Master Wei was also moved, "This song..."

The melody has changed slightly.

Zhang Yuanqi put down the microphone, Zhang Xia raised it.

Grandma Zhang Xia held Zhang Yuanqi's hand and looked at the audience with a blooming smile. Although her hair was white and her face was wrinkled, there was no twilight in the smile of Grandma Zhang.

like a flower

Open in an instant

"I have a flower."

"The fragrance of flowers fills the branches."

"Who will sincerely look for the trace."

"When the flowers are not long in bloom, they can be folded straight and must be folded."

"Women are like flowers and dreams."

Many women at the scene were already crying when they heard this

Grandma Zhang Xia smiled brightly:

"Women's flowers, swaying in the red dust."

"Women's flowers, swaying gently with the wind."

"I only hope to have a pair of gentle hands."

"It can soothe my inner loneliness."

Mrs. Zhou also cried, for the stage, for the Spring Festival Gala, for the audience, they dedicated all their years, they gave all their youth and years to the stage

who said they were old

Who dares to say they are old?

They can still sing and they can sing forever

Even if ten years have passed, even if fifty years have passed, they are still the brightest and brightest woman on the stage.

they will never get old

we will never get old

At this moment, even the male compatriots present were shocked. Sometimes men understand women better than women, and everyone seems to have been hit by something suddenly in their hearts.

A middle-aged man in the back row looked at his wife, stretched out his hand, and held his wife's hand tightly, as if he would never let go of his strength, "Yan'er, I'm sorry last time, I even scolded you yellow-faced woman, I... ..." The voice was a little choked, "You have paid too much for the child, for me, for this family"

His wife smiled happily, "It's hard to buy money, I'm willing."

The middle-aged man held his hands even tighter, "You are always a flower in my heart"

chorus

Zhang Yuanqi and Zhang Xia walked forward hand in hand, while walking, the two of them were still doing dance movements, not formal dances, but the kind of movements that were very casual and heartfelt. Action, fingers occasionally nod the flowers on the head

"Women's flowers, swaying in the red dust."

"Women's flowers, swaying gently with the wind."

"If you have smelled the fragrance of flowers."

"Don't ask me who the flowers are red for."

"I've been in love with a lot of knowledge, I've been drunk and I know the wine is strong, and the flowers bloom and fade, and it's always empty."

"Fate does not stay like the spring breeze comes and goes, and women are like flowers and dreams."

The harmony between the two made many audience members stand up at once. The shock of the heart is indescribable. They only know one thing now:

this is woman

This is the woman

A woman is like a flower that never dies