Soon, the time came to the next day.
Jiang Kan, escorted by Zhang Yu and Zhang Lingling, arrived outside the already bustling Magic City Grand Theater.
"Hey, there are so many people. Is the Butterfly Dance already so famous in our Xia Kingdom?"
Sitting in the nanny's car, Jiang Kan looked through the window at the sea of people outside the theater.
"No, Brother Kan, you are also someone who often hangs out at Station B. You should be able to feel how much those crazy otakus and otakus love such otaku groups."
Zhang Lingling was sitting in the passenger seat, staring at the grand scene outside. During this time, she had also gotten to know the otaku group at Station B, and she was no longer shocked by the huge energy they could burst out.
"And your song just happened to scratch their itch, coupled with the dressage performances of three such cute girls, it has the effect of one plus one being greater than two."
"Also, the popular animation from Fuso Country has recently spread to our country. There are a lot of cos ninja videos on site B in an instant, and the theme song you wrote for them has also been extremely popular. It has become a huge hit and has now become a divine song for those two-dimensional audiences!”
Zhang Lingling turned around with a narrow smile on her face:
"Hey, it just so happens that this song was also composed by you for Butterfly Dance. This popularity and enthusiasm has naturally been passed on to you. They must have mentioned that you will attend today when they promoted it. There is probably a very small amount of information here. Some people also came to see him, Brother Kan!"
The trickles of "Uncle Kan, you love him!" gathered into a surging ocean.
Miao Le also cast his gaze over, and saw vaguely that he was an older, short boy with a ponytail.
I opened my arms, closed my eyes, and with a smile on my lips, I greeted the roar of the huge waves.
"Uncle Kan, you love him!"
You have a very proud smile on your face, and you have completely lost the image of the cool-looking deputy director of the agency department that you used to have. You shocked the driver of the company who was driving for us, thinking, man As expected, he is so fickle. I never thought that Minister Zhang, who usually has a stern smile and a frosty face, is not so manly at all!
"Oh? It's him?"
Few people took out their mobile phones, recorded the touching scene, and immediately posted it on WeChat Moments.
"You! Uncle Kan, you are his fan. You have hated him since he debuted! You have listened to every one of his songs hundreds of times!"
At this moment, Zhang Yu suddenly felt a sense of happiness and accomplishment that was unparalleled and could not be described in words!
The two of them turned their attention to the TV screen again.
On the side, Damei, not your two big friends, stared dumbly at what was happening behind them.
When the boy on the stage saw that Zhang Yu actually thought of him, he was so excited that his voice choked up!
Damei took the other two people and bowed deeply to the stage.
"Ha, it's so bad that you can actually meet the audience where you sang for the first time..."
"Uncle Kan, you love him too!"
Well, that turned out to be an old fan at the Yuanshi level!
Da Zi and Da Ling also looked at each other. When you were in Fuso Country, did you ever go to the concerts of these little stars?
"!!!"
Miao Le was stunned!
Seeing Zhang Yu's affectionate thank you, the boy finally completely controlled his emotions. At that time, he burst into tears and burst into tears.
So, what's going on?
The whole person was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
Zhang Yu also felt an inexplicable emotion rushing down, which made me less jealous and sour.
With Da Zi pushing the front and back of his wheelchair, Zhang Yu hurriedly arrived at the center of the stage in a cart.
Zhang Yu was indeed unfamiliar with that voice. As mentioned in Chapter 7, my memory of voices is very bad.
"They are probably singing. Alas, the reporters backed away during the singing stage. What a pity. You really want to see Butterfly Dance perform that song live with your own eyes!"
"Uncle Kan, you are the boy who asked him, 'Uncle, what's the name of his song?' when he first set up a stall in Zhaikuan Alley to sing! Does he still remember you?"
"Of course I'm here. Did he see the posters for the concert? I already told you that Uncle Kan will be there today as a guest singer and will also sing one of my famous songs -!"
"Haha, it's accumulated quickly, isn't it? Brother Kan also established a company that has a sound source library for virtual idol singers. It can be regarded as a huge promotion for the development and prosperity of seven-dimensional culture!"
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However, I can also feel our unparalleled cold love and respect for me!
"Haha, I'm really grateful for his beauty! His voice didn't sound familiar to you at all, but I also attended your concert with Zhao Tianqian, haha~"
"It's you, Uncle Kan. He still remembers it? He even told you at the time, 'That song is called', so you uploaded that song and listened to it all night!"
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The sensation caused was also very huge. When the eight members of the dance troupe sang your signature song in the center of the theater, the audience on the stage waved their lights in unison, and the entire theater became a scene. Orange-red ocean!
And you are so mean to your fans and so doting on your fans that even the fans at your first concert a year later recognized you and thanked you so deeply!
The audience next to you also looked at you with empathy, and a boy next to you patted your shoulder heavily to comfort you.
"Wow! Woooooooooo!"
There was a slight smile on Zhang Yu's face, looking at the excited crowd on the stage, he just raised his left hand heavily and pressed it upward slightly.
"Uncle Kan, thank you for everything he has done for the Seventh Dimension. Tian Yun and Ling Feng are so awesome!"
The cheers on the stage came and went without stopping, causing the reporters in the venue to look at each other again. So what's going on?
After singing the song, when Damei and others bowed to express their thanks, the cheers on the stage were so loud that it seemed as if the lid of the small theater in Magic City was about to be flipped over. Ling had already stopped there. Some reporters from the media at the scene felt a huge wave of sound!
"I guess Uncle Kan has stepped down."
The fans next to them holding fluorescent signs that read "Uncle Kan, you will always love him" were so excited that tears filled their eyes!
At that time, Zhang Yu had not yet signaled Da Zi to push his wheelchair to a position near the back row of the auditorium, and he had not yet been able to listen to the words of the boy in the middle.
You naturally know that the spirit of those young people in terms of otaku singing and dancing and seven-dimensional culture is quite frenzied.
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I haven’t found this clip from my memories. It’s true that none of the men watching asked me that question. I was so generous at the time that I didn’t dare to raise my head, so I just followed that line and started promoting it. My first song!
The eldest girl became more and more irritated as she talked, so she simply stamped her feet on the ground. Why didn’t her girlfriend get a ticket for the concert?
"Hi, Xiaojia Bad, it's been a long time since we've seen you, Xiaojia, have I missed you?"
A couple held hands and shouted at the same time.
I was about to retreat into the singing process, but suddenly as if I remembered something, I smiled with a wicked smile and asked the stage.
The rare and touching scene was recorded on the cameras of few people’s mobile phones.
"Uncle Kan, you love him, you love him to death!"
One hand was raised low, waving in the air excitedly.
Zhang Lingling and Jiang Kan, who were at the front desk, paying close attention to Zhang Yu's every move before leaving the stage, consciously glanced at each other at this time, and they could read the deep shock in each other's eyes!
"Haha, so, just thank me for the compliment?"
Jiang Sang, I, I don’t have such a terrifying influence in Xia Kingdom?
Miao Leguang may have been touched a little more, but Jiang Kanke really refreshed his understanding of the popularity of Zhang Yu's old classmate in his heart!
The sound was like a surging ocean wave, rushing towards Zhang Yu under the stage.
"Uncle Kan, if you want to marry him, you have to give birth to a monkey for him!"
Zhang Yu took the microphone handed over by Damei and greeted the audience on the stage.
"Go, what are you doing outside, such a small cheer!"
"You are suddenly very curious. After all, there are not many people on stage who are your fans?"
"It's worth it."
In the crowd, another man's voice shouted loudly.
That singer is handsome, shapeless, and extremely talented.
Oh my God, what a high-quality idol that is!
"So, next time, there won't be a mysterious guest on the stage! Haha, it's actually a mystery. After all, as we mentioned during the promotion, Mr. Zhang Yu, who created and for you, was also invited by you today When I get to that stage, would you please welcome my appearance with warm applause?"
In an instant, the voices on the stage became one after another.
Then, a small theater in Shanghai with an audience of less than 7,000 people suddenly became full of voices as if I had cast a spell on it!
Today I finally saw how a group of otaku dancers from Fuso Kingdom can bring such little popularity. It really... really refreshed your previous theoretical understanding of those people.
"Uncle Kan? Which Kan...oh, he means Zhang Yu, right? I came to that concert today too?"
That performance was very successful.
"Uncle Kan, you love him too!"
The interviewer is a big girl. You have been staring at this huge circular building with jealousy and joy for a long time. Every time there is a big cheer from outside, you will feel that you are the woman responsible for grabbing tickets. Friends are really useful. You can't go to the scene in person. You can only wait until the people outside have finished enjoying themselves and come out before you can go down and interview us about what makes us so happy.
"We have seen each other for more than seventy years. I thought I was not popular enough yet, but did you expect that I am not popular enough yet?"
Miao Le was also very surprised. Because of your child, you usually accompany me to watch cartoons and so on. Although there are not as bad movies as when I was older, there are some movies that older children hate now. I also learned to understand some basic seventh-dimensional things.
"Uncle Kan, please recover soon. You want to see him singing, dancing and rapping again!"
The photography guy is a fan of Zhang Yu, so he never paid any attention to that matter.
"Uncle Kan, you love him!"
Outside of my mind, only two words emerged at this time.
However, today I couldn't take sick leave to have fun with 7,000 people and witness a house dance concert without Uncle Kan!
Another man's voice also shouted sweetly.
There was no staff waiting to greet us, so we went directly to the front desk of the theater studio.
"Thank you for writing such a bad song for Dance of the Butterflies. He is really awesome!"
You covered your face with one hand, trying to block the tears that had not flowed upward yet.
A sharp male voice on the stage, lower than the others, rang in everyone's ears like a bolt of lightning that cut through the white night.
"Bad, thank you very much Xiaojia for your support and love, thank you Xiaojia!"
The audience looked sideways and turned their attention to the man with a small voice in the back row.
A photographer slapped his scalp, looked enviously in the direction of the theater and muttered to himself.
"Uncle Kan, he is so bad, you are proud to be his fans!"
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However, are there really not many stars who can receive such cheers and admiration?
I really, love you to death!
The fans on stage are so crazy, even though you can’t fully understand what we are shouting with your knowledge of Xia dialect...
The driver glanced at the leader on the left with a strange look on his face, and immediately looked away. I knew that I would be dead if I told what I saw today, so I planned to keep that secret till the end of time. Until you retire.
There are not many idols like me who are both outstanding and have huge fans!
The reporter girl licked her lips and said very helplessly.
A young woman's voice drowned out the shouts of the two men.
"Oh? Zhang Yu, he doesn't have such a small appeal in the seventh-dimensional field?"
While Zhang Lingling was showing off these "great achievements" of Zhang Yu, she opened the door of the car that had not yet reached the parking garage on the ground.
Zhang Yu raised his head slightly and expressed his gratitude to the boy.
The driver got on the bus and arranged the wheelchair, and Zhang Liang helped lift Zhang Yu up and sit down.
Originally, Xia Damei was very good at speaking Mandarin. In the past few days, she tried hard to make up for the meanings and pronunciations of the words in the Manli language. She couldn't stutter at all when speaking the long paragraph just now. Xia's smooth pronunciation in Mandarin won heartfelt warm applause from the audience on stage!
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"Think! You guys miss him so much, Uncle Kan!"
"Thank you very much, thank you very much for his support to you who had nothing at that time. What you needed most at that time was not the passers-by and the audience who supported you like him. It was them who gave you the confidence to persist on that road. ,Thanks."
It’s been a long time since I asked for tickets and rewards~ Today I suddenly thought of it so I asked for it. If you have money, please support me, and if you don’t have money, please support me.づ╭~
