I’m Really a Superstar

Chapter 1088: [Do you really want to hear it? 】

The scene is boiling!

"This is Zhang Wei!"

"This is him!"

"Zhang Wei! I love you!"

"The clown, you are the best!"

"You still have me!"

"Yes, you still have us!"

"This road, we will accompany you!"

"Count me in!"

"And me! Count us all!"

"Why would you be afraid that only one day will share me!!"

Still free self!

Sing my song forever!

A few lyrics make everyone bloody!

This is a song by Beyond, this is the most classic and greatest song in the world.

Its name is "Broad Sky".

......

Outside the stadium.

A nearby neighborhood.

"Listen, what sound?"

"It's going to rain, hurry home."

"Hey, what shouts over there?"

"The stadium? Is there a match today?"

"So lively? This voice is too big? Who is shouting?"

"You forgot, there is the recording scene of the "Mongolian King" concert!"

"I rely, what happened?"

"I don't know, it's all screaming?"

"Do you want to be so hot?"

......

It is getting more and more heavy.

The dark clouds have piled up, and the light rain has been slammed down.

Yesterday, there was no rain today, so the preparation of the director group was not very full. I quickly asked the staff to set up a few temporary parasols on the equipment.

This is not the venue for professional concerts. Because the time is too tight, they have not rented it. They can only rent a gymnasium. The entire site has a sunshade and rain shelter except for a small part of the grandstand. Most of the other stands and bands play. The stage is open-air, and many of the equipment are afraid of water. Only emergency temporary measures can be taken. However, the premise is that the rain is not too big.

But today I have trouble.

got windy!

The rain is getting bigger and bigger!

The audience hurriedly put up their umbrellas and put on raincoats.

"Large!"

"Hurry to hide!"

"What the weather is!"

Someone put on a raincoat and insisted on sitting there.

There were a lot of spectators sitting in front of the seats, and they hurried back to the back row, where large areas were temporarily sheltered from the rain.

Mom and Dad did not bring an umbrella.

The mother complained: "How do you say it?"

Dad said: "This weather forecast is getting more and more accurate!"

Next to Wu Zeqing took out an umbrella from the bag. "Auntie, uncle, umbrella for you, you both use one." Open it and hand them over.

Dad is busy: "No, no!"

Mom didn't agree, "You hit, you fight!"

Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "I don't have to, I can't go to the back."

"How come that!" Mom did not expect the Wu Bureau to be so polite.

Fortunately, Xiao Lu over there ran over the rain. "Auntie, I have a raincoat here. I will give you one first. I will look for it again. I will give you a wealthy one!" But come, but Teacher Zhang’s parents must be looked after, and the feelings are there.

Mom said: "Hey, thank you Xiao Lu."

Wu Zeqing smiled. "That's just right. I wear a raincoat for my uncle. Auntie and an umbrella." She leaned against Zhang's mother's side, sticking it together and propping up the umbrella.

Mom wants to pick up, "I will hold it."

Wu Zeqing said: "No, you don't have to be polite to me."

Behind the stage.

Recording has been paused.

The singers and the group members are also looking for places to shelter from the rain.

Hu Fei asked aloud, "How? Can you record it?"

Hou Ge ran over: "The recording is recordable, the camera is no problem, there are waterproof measures, but the instrument is not waterproof, the singer is not waterproof, this is the wind and the rain can not sing!"

Fan Wenli looks at the sky.

Zhao Qiquan shook his head. "This rain may not stop for a short time."

Zhang Xia AMY and Li Xiaoyu and others stayed in a temporary shed to shelter from the rain.

Zhang Wei came up, "How many songs are there?"

Hu Fei took an umbrella and said: "There are still three or four heads. The concert is scheduled to be more than half of the process. There are also choirs that we invited, and a chorus that you have finished."

Xiao Lu came back, "Hu Ge, the bigger the bigger."

Hu Fei gritted his teeth: "Let's wait!"

Waited for another five minutes.

The weather is still not good.

Wonderful King shook his head and said: "Can't sing, this weather can't sing."

Zhao Qiquan (Time) also said: "I don't want to record it, the instruments can't go up, and such a big rain, how to sing? Hurry and go home."

AMY sighed, "I can't record it."

Zhang Wei looked at the direction of the audience, and no one left.

Hu Fei said: "That..."

Zhang Wei interrupted: "Let's wait."

Hu Fei glanced at Zhang Wei and nodded. "Okay, wait another five minutes."

Zhao Qiquan frowned, what else is there, I can’t stop it!

The singular king also shook his head slightly. This ghost weather, who can't sing, can still sing. There are still some places in the stands that can shelter from the rain. There is no place for rain shelter on the stage!

However, all the staff members have no opinions. The words of Zhang Wei are in their eyes, the same as Hu Fei’s words. Even when Hu Fei is not sure about the idea in some places, he will seek Zhang’s opinion.

Shortly after.

The rain was a little smaller, but it still didn't stop.

Chen Guang also spoke. "This can't be sung."

Xiao Lu busy said: "Hu Ge, Zhang Dao."

Dong Shanshan held an umbrella and talked to the audience on the stage. "Please wait a moment, then how do I ask the director group."

At this time, Xiao Lu walked onto the stage and whispered a few words in the ear of Dong Shanshan.

Dong Shanshan nodded. "Okay, I know." Then he said to the audience in the stands: "I am really embarrassed. This sudden downpour is also something we did not expect. All aspects are inadequate. This is to apologize to everyone. The program has no way to record, the concert ends here, please safely evacuate, don't be crowded."

As soon as I heard this, many viewers shouted!

"Why?"

"The rain is not big, it is rain!"

"We still want to hear it!"

"This sang a few songs!"

"Can you sing a few more songs?"

"We are fine!"

"Yes, we don't go!"

"Too good, let's sing another one!"

Dozens of viewers have already begun to leave.

However, most people are still moving, staring at the stage without a hitch, and some even wear raincoats or umbrellas to sit in the rain!

Dong Shanshan advised: "Please come back one after another. I am really sorry today. The program can only be recorded here. The instruments can't be touched with water. There is no way to play. You have seen it. The stage is open-air. This is not what we want to see."

"Sing a few more songs!"

"We haven't heard enough!"

"I came from Shanghai specially!"

"Even if you have one, can you not leave?"

"We don't want to accompany, even if it is a cappella!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

"Flower petals!"

"clown!"

"Time!"

The names of the singers were called by them!

The audience are eagerly awaiting their debut, this concert is really too shocking for them, and few people are willing to go!

Dong Shanshan has nothing to lose. "We really..."

At this time, Zhang Hao suddenly stepped onto the stage, "The microphone is for me."

Dong Shanshan slammed him and handed the microphone over. Seeing that he did not bring an umbrella, Dong Shanshan would have to give him an umbrella. </>

However, Zhang Wei refused because he saw that many people in the stands were drenching in the rain, but there was no umbrella. Then he did not want to fight.

The rain has already wet Zhang’s clothes.

Dong Shanshan had to hand over the stage to him and went back.

Zhang Wei stood in the rain and looked at the crowd: "The festival catalogue is gone, the cameras should stop, the weather is unpredictable, and we have our mistakes. Everyone gives me a face, hurry back, it’s too cold outside, and it’s raining. Too big, this concert has regrets, but..."

A middle-aged man shouted: "I really want to hear it!"

A girl said loudly: "We are not afraid of rain! Really!"

A mother said: "My child especially likes your program. Can you sing a few more songs?"

Zhang Wei loudly said: "But the weather now..."

Suddenly, a little girl of eight or nine years old did not know where to go to the stage. It might be the next step. Because the rain was relatively large, the staff also forgot to maintain order.

The little girl was holding a small flower umbrella for children, so she came to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Yiyi, did not understand what she was doing, just said that this is a retreat from the work area, but the next moment, a small flower umbrella for children stretched out towards themselves.

The little girl was very short. She tried to point her toes and lifted the umbrella to the top of Zhang's head.

Zhang Yi lived and immediately kneel down.

Several staff members rushed to run and smashed people.

However, Zhang Hao raised his hand and stopped them.

The little girl finally covered Zhang Wei with a scatter. "Brother, beg you, can you sing a few more songs, I can give you an umbrella, it won't let you rain."

The umbrella is small and can only cover one person.

In a blink of an eye, the little girl’s clothes are already wet.

Zhang Wei asked: "What do you do if you get wet?"

The little girl is firm: "I am not afraid!"

Zhang Wei took the little girl's hand and moved the umbrella over her head. "You... really want to hear?"

The little girl nodded hard. "My father, my mother, my brother, I like you! There are petals and rain sister, and spinach sister!"

Then, Zhang Xiao smiled. He looked at the audience and looked at the audience who stood there and stood there. He suddenly asked, "Do you really want to listen?"

"Yes!"

For a moment, shouting like thunder!

Actually overshadowed the thunder!

Zhang Hao laughed again. "Isn't it raining?"

"Not afraid!"

"Afraid of a ball!"

Everyone shouted!

Zhang Wei smiled for the third time. He picked up the little girl and walked off the stage, handing her back to her mother, and then went straight to the backcourt and looked around.

Xiao Lu is, "Zhang Dao, why are you doing?"

Han Qi also said: "What are you going to do?"

Several teachers of the Miracle Wheels also said: "This big rain, you..."

Hou Ge also hurriedly said: "The camera has stopped. It is not recorded today! You don't need to..."

Not recorded?

Can't broadcast?

What does this have to do with him?

The audience is still there!

The audience has not gone yet!

They are not afraid, why am I afraid?

They don't leave, why should I go? ?

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