Hong Kong Entertainment: The King of Kung Fu

Chapter 12 Fanatical Concert

Zhao Yazhi lay on Yang Ye's back, hearing the whistling wind in his ears.Her long hair was exposed from under the helmet, flying in the wind.

The sunset at Victoria Harbor was fading away, and she suddenly wanted to keep this moment.

Not long after, Yang Ye rode to the place where they parted last time and stopped.

"We have to... go further." Zhao Yazhi said sheepishly.

Yang Ye grinned, said nothing more, and continued to move forward according to Zhao Yazhi's prompts.

A few minutes later, Yang Ye stopped in front of a townhouse.

Zhao Yazhi took off his helmet and gave it back to Yang Ye, and said with some embarrassment: "We just met last time..."

Yang Ye sealed her lips with his fingers and said with a smile: "I understand! I told you, I am not a young and Dangerous kid!"

"Yeah!" Zhao Yazhi nodded fiercely, his two black eyes shining brightly.

Yang Ye let go of his hand and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

It was just a shallow kiss, but Zhao Yazhi seemed to be electrified. When she looked at Yang Ye again, she saw a handsome figure melting into the sunset.

With a smile on her face, Zhao Yazhi returned home briskly and greeted her mother happily: "Mommy, I'm back!"

Without waiting for her mother to answer, she quickly returned to her room and threw herself on her soft bed.

She lay on the bed for a while, hugged the furry bear on the bedside, and regarded it as a poplar leaf. She said with a mixture of anger and joy: "Bad guy, how dare you kiss me secretly!"

She rolled around on the bed and said to Yang Xiong: "You haven't even confessed your love, it's not romantic at all!"

She was arguing with Yang Xiong when Zhao Yazhen suddenly pushed open the door and said mysteriously: "Fourth sister, I saw it all."

Zhao Yazhi was startled, hid Yang Xiong behind him, and said in a panic: "Why did you come in without knocking on the door? What did you see?"

"I saw...a boy kissed you."

"Ah..." Zhao Yazhi blushed to the top of her ears. Damn it, her little sister actually saw it.

"Don't worry, I won't tell mommy."

Zhao Yazhi breathed a sigh of relief. Who would have thought that Zhao Yazhen said again: "But you have to tell me, who is that boy?"

Fortunately, Zhao Yazhi thought that Yang Ye was wearing a helmet and her little sister didn't recognize it.In order to shut up the little girl, she quickly took out the tickets for Yang Ye's concert from her pocket and handed them over.

"Tickets?"

Zhao Yazhen was overjoyed and threw herself into Zhao Yazhi's arms: "Fourth sister, you are such a fool, I love you to death!"

The two sisters made a fuss, and Zhao Yazhen sat up, looked at the tickets in her hands fondly, and said, "There are two, let's go together."

Zhao Yazhi was a little confused and pointed at the ticket and said, "Look at the date."

"November 11th, what happened to the date? Yeah... that's your 15th birthday."

Of course, Zhao Yazhen knew about the date of the concert, but as a fan, she didn't associate it with her sister's birthday at all.

Zhao Yazhi said with a sad face: "Yes, mommy and daddy will definitely celebrate my birthday. Brother, second sister and third sister are also coming. How can I leave?"

Zhao Yazhen's face also fell, and she sighed: "What a coincidence."

"Shall we exchange two tickets? The concert will be held in a week."

"Can I change it?" Zhao Yazhen was so surprised that she could fill her mouth with eggs.

Her classmates tried their best to get tickets, but the fourth sister got two tickets at once, and she was able to exchange them at will...

"Sister, where did you get the tickets?"

"Um...I mean, find someone else who has a ticket to exchange."

Zhao Yazhi quickly found an excuse to fool him, and then said to himself: "Forget it!"

Because she suddenly thought that this was Yang Ye's first concert in his life, and she should stand in the audience and cheer for him!

If you had seen it on another day, it would have lost its special meaning.

Zhao Yazhi said "forget it", which meant that she would not change. However, Zhao Yazhen misunderstood her sister's meaning and quickly said: "How can we forget it? There must be a way."

She took the ticket and walked back and forth in the room. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she said, "We can tell Mommy that you have invited your colleagues to celebrate your birthday. So our family gathering must end early. We only need to be at 07:30 Arrive at Tsim Sha Tsui before 10, then take the Star Ferry to cross the sea. You can reach Central in [-] minutes, so you can definitely make it.”

"What about you?" "It's normal for you to go out with your colleagues and bring your dear sister with you!"

Zhao Yazhi was very happy and poked Zhao Yazhen on the forehead: "You are such a clever little kid."

Zhao Yazhen tilted her head to avoid it and said, "You haven't told me yet who the boy who kissed you is."

"You'll know then!"

Zhao Yazhi rolled around on the bed, smiling from the corners of his eyes to his eyebrows, feeling sweet in his heart.

"It's over, a person fell in love!" Zhao Yazhen said haha ​​and left Zhao Yazhi's room.

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The concert hall of the Hong Kong City Hall only has 1500 seats, but it is already the largest venue in Hong Kong.

The other two large venues, "Lee Stage" and "Taiping Theater", have around 1000 seats.

As for the "Coliseum", the palace of Hong Kong singers, the foundation work just started this year and it will be officially opened ten years later.

The microphones used in concerts in this era were still wired. Due to technical reasons, singing and dancing were basically non-existent, and the various stage designs were also relatively crude.

As long as Yang Ye masters the songs, he can go on stage.

After the warm-up band Wenner performed, Yang Ye stood backstage and took a deep breath, holding his guitar, and calmly stepped onto the stage.

Yang Ye stretched out an arm and waved to the audience. The crowd immediately became excited, and some boys and girls screamed.

Yang Ye doesn't talk nonsense and sings at the top of his voice. His current body is full of energy from practicing martial arts since he was a child.

And because it is integrated with the power of the supercomputer, it can be calculated and distributed reasonably, allowing him to sing ten songs in a row without pausing, making the audience excited.

After ten songs, Yang Ye was already covered in sweat. He simply tore off his shirt and threw off his shoes. He was shirtless, wearing a pair of jeans, revealing his toned muscles, and danced a disco dance on the stage.

Due to his super control over his body, he is able to perform some difficult moves that will leave people stunned.

The audience at the scene was mostly young people. Many people actually jumped on their seats and jumped with Yang Ye. The atmosphere reached its climax for a while.

The security personnel were dumbfounded. How many chairs would have been trampled?

But this group of spectators were like fucking lunatics, so the security guards didn’t dare to stop them and just pretended they didn’t see them.

In the warm atmosphere, Yang Ye continued to sing and sang nine more songs before pausing.

Nineteen songs, in addition to the nine songs on the album, there are also some familiar pop songs in recent years.

When Yang Ye performed, there were almost no pauses except for a few times to interact with the audience and drink water, which made people marvel at his monster physical ability.

After singing "Song of the Four Seasons" with a relatively slow rhythm, Yang Ye temporarily left the stage.

A few minutes later, Yang Ye stood on the stage again, already dressed seriously. He put on a suit, took a microphone, and said to the audience: "I hope everyone can sing with me for the next song. . Over the past hundred years, we have gathered from all corners of the country to the foot of the Lion Rock. Many people still regard themselves as passers-by, with nowhere to rest their wandering souls. But I would like to use a poem by Su Dongpo to tell you: I wonder if Lingnan should be good. But he said: This place of peace of mind is my hometown."

Yang Ye's simple words made many young people at the scene shed tears.For a long time, they have been confused and unable to find their identity.

Hong Kong's society is very divided. On one side are the noble British people at the top of the mountain, and on the other side are the poor Chinese from all over the world at the bottom of the mountain.

They want to say they are British, but the British only treat them as second-class citizens and try every means to squeeze the oil out of them.

They want to say that they are Chinese, but the motherland is so close that there is nothing they can do to help them.

Five years ago, they launched a riot but were brutally suppressed.

Since then, even Mandarin is no longer allowed to be taught in schools.

Now, Yang Ye used a song to tell them that since we are all "in the same corner of the world", it would be better to "join hands to smooth out the ruggedness and write the immortal famous line of Xiangjiang with hard work."

The phrase "We are at the same end of the world" sang into the hearts of Hong Kong people in this era. People sang along with him excitedly, and some people even fainted with excitement at the scene.

"Let go of the conflicts in each other's hearts and pursue our ideals together. People in the same boat swear to stick together, fearless and fearless. We are in the same corner of the world, and we work hand in hand to smooth out the ruggedness. We all worked hard to write that immortal famous saying."

The last chorus was originally only repeated once, but the scene couldn't calm down for a long time, and it was sung five times in a row before it stopped.

Yang Ye took a sip of water and said: "Originally, today's playlist only has twenty songs, but because today is the birthday of a friend of mine, I want to add one more song to wish her a happy birthday. This song It’s called ‘Like You’.”

When the music started playing, Yang Ye hugged the guitar and sang: "The drizzle and wind soaked the streets at dusk. Wiping away the rain, my eyes looked up for no reason, looking at the lonely night light. It was the sad memory... I like you, those eyes are moving, Laughter is more charming. May I caress you again, caress your lovely face, hold hands and talk in sleep..."

(End of this chapter)