You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 372

   Chapter 372 The Masterpiece!

   Exhaustion is the worst enemy!

   For creators.

  Kenneth has not known how many times he played, he just felt numb, tired, and then instinctively began to faint, his eyes blurred.

   But the blood in my heart has been burning like a flame.

   For more than 30 years, he has listened to countless songs and composed countless famous songs.

But…

   has never touched him like "Homecoming".

   [Art, should not be forced, it is a gift from God].

   This sentence is his belief for these years, so he will not forcefully pursue many things.

But…

   Today he has violated his beliefs.

  Especially when he received that call, especially after Zhou Yang said that he had written the chapter "Going Home" again, his whole person almost fell into a frenzy like crazy.

   Like Zhou Yang, he felt that a door was opened. He admired many things inside the door, but he was only a foot away from touching those things.

   He needs a touch, needs a touch…

   I don't know how long it took, and he played it for an unknown number of times.

   Then, he seemed to have touched that subtle feeling!

   He walked forward step by step, in excitement, his whole body was shaking...

   "It's here!"

   "Yes, God, that's it!"

"right here!"

   "It's out, it's out, the full version is out, perfect!"

   He couldn't hear anything, he just screamed instinctively, tears streaming down his face with excitement.

   Then, he saw Zhou Yang.

   Zhou Yang was also looking at him, nodding desperately.

   "Yes, Mr. Kenneth, yes yes yes, this is it!"

   He saw that this Chinese man was also shouting excitedly, and almost shouted the voice in his heart.

   Kenneth nodded contentedly, picked up the saxophone and played it again.

   His heart followed the melody, he roamed in the beautiful music, and his fatigue disappeared suddenly, as if he saw the paradise on earth, and even felt an inexplicable honor to participate in it.

   "Teacher, this will be a great piece of saxophone music!"

After playing   , he heard a familiar voice shouting excitedly.

   He wanted to laugh, lol!

But…

   The whole person was spinning around, and his perception of the surroundings became more and more blurred. He only felt that the surroundings were very empty, as if there was a light that could cover his whole body and his soul.

   When this light flashed away, everything between heaven and earth began to become dark again.

   The darkness is so oppressive that it makes you breathless.

"teacher!"

"teacher…"

   "Mr. Kenneth!"

"teacher!"

   "Ambulance, where's the ambulance!"

   In the dark world, he heard a noisy voice, and the voice eventually became quieter and quieter.

finally…

   He lost all consciousness.

   "In the first half of the year... Zhou Yang's China Youth Directors Association's gambling agreement has been completed, but Zhou Yang's personal gambling agreement has not been completed, Uncle Cao, can we..."

   "I know there is a backstage behind Zhou Yang, but the lofty promises he once said have not been fulfilled now, so we can't blame us, right?"

   "Do you want to remind me?"

   The entire month of July has not been a happy day for Django.

  Although he still has confidence in the future, he firmly believes that the future belongs to himself.

   But he still feels that he is suffering the biggest psychological setback since his debut, and he even feels that his ambitions and his body are broken by reality.

   These things have external reasons from Hollywood movies…

   The premiere of "Pearl Harbor" received more than 20 million at the box office. Under the huge popularity, what he had calculated before had no advantage at all.

   There are also internal reasons.

   This guy Zhou Yang, since late July, has been on all kinds of hot searches, all kinds of crossovers, and Django even started to doubt his life.

   He was naturally jealous, dissatisfied, and even vaguely hated.

   He is a soft eater, he was blown out...

   This kind of emotion started to get a little morbid, but on July 27, when he saw the box office data for the first half of the year presented by his assistant, Django seemed to be going crazy as if he had found an outlet for his emotions.

   With the box office data, he immediately called Cao Bangguo and talked about Zhou Yang's situation.

   But he did not expect that Cao Bangguo remained silent on the phone, and even after he finished speaking, Cao Bangguo did not say anything.

  Django started to panic.

   "Uncle Cao, are you okay? Uncle Cao, can you hear me?"

   "These are not important anymore, Xiao Jiang, make a good movie and stop paying attention to Zhou Yang..."

   After a long time, he heard a faint sigh from the other end of the phone.

   He was a little stunned. He didn't know what this faint sigh represented. He only felt that Cao Bangguo seemed to have something to say.

   "Little Jiang, listen to me... Make a good movie, don't compare yourself to anyone else, in every era, there will be geniuses of every era, we are just ordinary filmmakers..."

   The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be serious, as if he was giving advice.

  Django opened his mouth…

   He still heard the words "ordinary filmmaker" from Cao Bangguo once!

   He naturally felt a tingling pain, and even the pain made him lose his mind for a while and wanted to smash his phone.

  From childhood to adulthood, he was a genius, a genius, how could he be an ordinary filmmaker?

   "In this world, there are many people who are better than you, and there are many people who are better than you. If you keep comparing, when will the comparison be over? Peace of mind is very important..."

   "Isn't "Dark Walker" going to be released on August 2nd? I'm busy with the release..."

   "Living in this era... It does make people feel very difficult, and even loses themselves. However, in fact, there are some people you can't suppress if you want to."

   "It's important to recognize reality."

  Cao Bangguo continued to say these words, and the complexity in his voice became stronger and stronger, especially when the last sentence seemed to point to something, it was full of sympathy.

   "What happened to Zhou Yang?"

   "I don't know what to say. On the August 1st Army Day, I was invited to attend Zhang Xia's concert. When the time comes, you should come too..."

  Django listened to the busy tone on the phone.

  Cao Bangguo hung up the phone.

   Looking at the phone, he was a little dazed. When he recalled what Cao Bangguo said, he began to lose his mind.

   Today's Cao Bangguo is really weird, to the core.

   "Dong dong."

"Come in…"

   "Director Jiang, you let me pay attention to Zhou Yang's news, there are new developments."

   "What's new?"

   "Zhou Yang seems to have composed the famous saxophone song "Going Home", which made the world saxophone master Kenneth almost have a myocardial infarction..."

   "Why is there no news online?" Django paled.

   "Because of some diplomatic reasons, I was afraid of causing an uncontrollable public sensation, so it was temporarily suppressed, and only a few people knew about it."

   "How did you find out?"

   "Director Cao asked his assistant to send me the information..."

  Django received the document and saw the content on the document.

After reading   , he opened his mouth, and he was so shocked that his scalp felt numb.

  The office is silent.

   After a long silence, he looked at the window, as if he was hit.

   "Why, I feel like I'm living in a dream..."

   "I'm like a **** supporting character, witnessing Zhou Yang's **** pretending every day!"

   "Is this **** science?"

   "When I'm an idiot? A guy with no real music training, you **** tell me he can make a tune that drives someone like Kenneth crazy!"

   "Fuck you, realistic?"

"what!"

   he yelled angrily.

   vented all the emotions in his heart. After shouting, he tried to return to normal.

   He suddenly thought of the definition of "ordinary people" in Cao Bangguo's mouth.

   He lowered his head and started muttering to himself again: "So, I'm a **** normal person!"

   "Fuck!"

   "Fuck, what a genius!"

   "Li Luguang, the head of the Sheng School, Wang Zhongjing, a guzheng master, Zhou Hongwei, a flute master, Tong Yuan, a suona master, and Zhang Zunlian, a famous erhu master..."

   "What kind of fairy is this!"

   "Is this a peach event?"

   End of July.

  The China Music Association officially released a notice on Weibo.

  In the announcement…

  【Zhang Xia's Artistic Achievement Concert】This title is very conspicuous.

   When people who understand music saw this title and clicked in to read the content, their eyes widened, and their scalps started to tingle in an instant.

   They saw textbook-level musical instrument masters appearing in the concert list, and they would perform in this "Zhang Xia's Artistic Achievement Concert".

   They looked down again, and they saw another startling series of names...

   One by one contemporary, or veteran musicians of their parents' generation came into their eyes, and everyone's name was shocking…

   They saw the text below, and every sentence seemed to say that this concert was the grandest and most palace-level concert in China over the years.

finally…

   They saw the last sentence below the Weibo.

  【Special thanks to Mr. Zhou Yang for his dedication to this concert…】

   This paragraph is very abrupt, as abrupt as the Peach Conference where immortals gather, Sun Wukong suddenly appeared out of nowhere, disrupting the entire event.

"and many more!"

   "Mr. Zhou Yang?"

   "How can Zhou Yang be called a teacher in front of these immortals? Although I didn't mean to slander Zhou Yang, but..."

   "Does he really deserve to be written like that?"

   "Is this a language disorder? Maybe it's more appropriate to use Mr. Zhou Yang?"

   "Wait, that's not right! Which temporary worker should be a fan of Zhou Yang, and it was especially added because his idol looked good?"

   "I think so too..."

   "Hey, Zhou Yang's brain-damaged fans are really scary!"

  At this time, someone discovered the controversial part of this text...

   First apology~~

   (end of this chapter)

Chapter end