I’m Really a Superstar

Translator: Legge Editor: Legge

In the music festival arena.

The music was restless and the fans were screaming!

Amy was getting all excited and also started screaming!

Xiaodong was following the beat and humming along.

Only two people were behaving differently from the others. One of them was Ning Lan as she could not stand this kind of music. The other person was Zhang Ye. He had a speechless expression and did not seem at all interested in the performances.

Li Xiaoxian asked, "Teacher Zhang, you don't like this?"

Zhang Ye looked at her and said loudly, "Ah?"

The music was too loud.

Li Xiaoxian also said loudly, "You don't like this?"

Zhang Ye grimaced and said, "They're all singing in foreign languages. I can't understand a thing."

Amy turned around and shouted, "This is what real heavy metal is!"

Zhang Ye simply responded with a hur hur.

Ning Lan was amused and gave a hur hur of her own.

Amy said in surprise, "This is so good!"

Seeing Amy constantly praising the foreigners, Zhang Ye started to ignore her.

You call this good?

It's so very normal!

Then, screams came from the Chinese celebrity team.

"It's Old Chen's turn!"

"It's time for Old Chen to sing!"

"Let's go!"

"Bravo, great singing!"

"He hasn't even started yet."

"Haha, I was just shouting in advance."

Only then did Zhang Ye raise his head.

Ning Lan stopped covering her ears as much.

Since this was Chen Guang's performance, they would definitely have to listen to it.

Chen Guang was still considered quite popular in Asia. It wasn't that high, but it could not be considered low either. Some of the Korean fans who liked rock 'n' roll, as well as many of the Chinese international students, liked him a great deal. But of course, he couldn't be compared to the local Korean celebrities and those rock 'n' roll stars from the West. Be it for cultural or political reasons, in Japan or Korea, it was still the local stars and Caucasians who were more popular with the crowd. This was a phenomenon that was very difficult to change.

The music played!

The band was an in-house one since Chen Guang and Zhao Wuliu did not have their own bands. Neither were professionals when it came to singing heavy metal songs and were just representing the Chinese rock 'n' roll scene as guests today.

Chen Guang started shouting.

"If you look around!

"We're like!

"Stars!

"In the sky!"

Amy called out, "This is pretty good!"

Xiaodong smiled and said, "It's this song!"

Li Xiaoxian had also heard it before. "It's that classic heavy metal song from America."

Jiang Hanwei said, "Old Chen has got really good vocals."

Zhang Ye was actually quite looking forward to it at first, but he became annoyed listening to it.

Good vocals? What's so good about that? Old Chen isn't suited to singing these types of songs. As someone who sings pop rock, why are you even getting yourself involved in heavy metal?

Their group had a portable WiFi hotspot on them.

Zhang Ye searched the Internet for this world's heavy metal music. There weren't too many subgenres, and they had gotten off to a slower start compared to Zhang Ye's previous world. They were late by at least 20 years in development over here, so it was no wonder that Zhang Ye found it a little awkward to listen to. It was also no wonder that the China of this world still did not have any heavy metal music to call their own yet. So it was all down to the late development of metal in this world that the scene hadn't matured enough. This International Heavy Metal Music Festival was only in its fifth year, so compared to the other genres of music, metal was in its infancy.

Of course, describing it as still in its infancy was something that only Zhang Ye could say. This was because he had experienced the growth and maturity of metal in his previous world. He had listened to many, many classics by so many different bands. This was why he had the qualifications to evaluate this matter in such a way. But to the people of this world, the current heavy metal scene was at the forefront of things. Naturally, no one would feel that it was still in its infancy, since none of them had witnessed any mature forms of metal. Perhaps in another few years, or a decade, they would finally see that day arrive.

Chen Guang finished singing.

Next up, even more bands took to the stage to perform. The bands were all heavy metal bands from all over the world. The tension in the arena was growing by the second.

Ning Lan was about to vomit from listening to the performances. She yelled, "Can I ask? When are we leaving?"

Amy said, "We're only halfway through! Sister Ning, continue listening; feel the music with your heart! You'll definitely feel the soul of heavy metal!"

Ning Lan rolled her eyes. "Feel the music with my heart? I can't appreciate it even if I use my kidneys to listen!"

Zhang Ye was amused by this. Likewise, he too was unable to appreciate the performances.

Mistakes.

Roughness.

There were blemishes in every performance that he listened to.

And most crucial of all, he could not understand anything in English and Korean. There was even a band that sang in Spanish, leaving this fellow even more confused. An international music festival with heavy metal bands from so many different countries singing in their own languages. All of them had their own form of metal, all except for China? A great country like ours still had to cover other people's songs? This fact made it even less meaningful. There was absolutely no sense in participating at all.

Then Zhang Ye suggested, "I think it's about time to leave."

Ning Lan said, "Yes, yes, it's really too noisy here."

While they were talking, the Korean band onstage suddenly started singing.

Big Qi was taken aback. "'Bobo'?"

Li Xiaoxian exclaimed, "Didn't Teacher Zhao say on the plane that he was planning on singing this song?"

Amy was stunned. "Did he?"

Xiaodong also remembered that. "I think he did."

Zhang Ye frowned and said, "Don't they all have a preset song list for music festivals like this? Surely they wouldn't let two groups of people sing the exact same song, right?"

Amy said, "That's right, what's going on here?"

Xu Meilan said, "Could something have happened?"

At this moment, everyone's cell phone sounded.

Amy cried out, "Look at the group chat on your phones!"

Zhang Ye asked, "What group chat?"

Amy said, "We made a group for those of us who were on the plane."

Everyone took out their cell phones to have a look. It turned out that Zhao Wuliu had sent the message. He should currently be backstage and would be making his appearance onstage after a few more songs finished!

In the group.

Zhao Wuliu: "Anyone? Is anyone here?"

Xu Meilan asked: "What's the matter, Old Zhao?"

Amy: "Why is somebody else singing your song?"

Zhao Wuliu started cussing: "Goddamn motherfucking hell! That Korean band changed their song at the last minute by choosing to play 'Bobo' instead. Even the organizers were not informed of this, and it was only found out after the band had gone onstage. This is the only song that I have prepared, and I have no backup songs that I can use. I don't think I can go onstage to sing anymore!"

Jiang Hanwei typed: "What about changing to a different song?"

Zhao Wuliu: "There's no time left. It's an in-house band who's playing my set, and we only practiced this one song earlier. Besides, I'm also not an expert in heavy metal, so I don't really know that many songs. Furthermore, my English isn't good either. Even if I'm better at it than Director Zhang, it's still not by much. If I chose a different song, how could I memorize the lyrics? I would have to correct all my pronunciations, so there's no way I can rush it. That group of Koreans are horrible people!"

Xu Meilan suggested: "What about Old Chen?"

Zhao Wuliu: "He only had one song prepared as well."

Amy said: "Then what can be done?"

Zhao Wuliu said: "That is why I'm calling for help. Do any of you here know metal? Any song would do, even if you only know one! Hurry and come stand in for me! I need someone to help me out!"

Xu Meilan said: "Alright, we got it, let us discuss it for a bit."

Zhao Wuliu said: "We only have 10 minutes left!"

Overseas, everyone was still very helpful within the group.

And besides, it was very difficult to say that the Koreans did not deliberately cause this.

Being the leader of the group, Xu Meilan naturally took the responsibility. "Now that everyone knows about the trouble Old Zhao has just encountered, how should we handle this?"

Ning Lan threw up her hands. "I can't even sing pop songs well, all the more so for heavy metal."

Jiang Hanwei said, "I don't know rock 'n' roll either."

Big Qi expressed, "I'm even worse: I'm totally tone deaf."

Xu Meilan looked at Amy. "Amy, you know a little about heavy metal, don't you?"

Amy was almost in tears. "I'm only good at talking about it. I don't know how to sing it."

Xiaodong added, "Not too many people know how to sing heavy metal. Even if there are, our members of Spring Garden don't have the vocals to do so."

They were an idol group, not some rock band.

Xu Meilan turned to look at the last person. "Teacher Zhang?"

Zhang Ye smacked his lips. "Heavy metal?"

Xu Meilan asked, "Can you do it?"

Zhang Ye laughed. "I guess I'm OK."

Ning Lan was the first one to show her disbelief. "You know how to sing heavy metal?"

Big Qi also said in surprise, "Isn't your English really bad?"

Amy said, "Teacher Zhang, are you for real? Have you ever listened to heavy metal?"

Zhang Ye thought to himself, When I started listening to heavy metal, you weren't even conceived yet!