He immediately stopped, picked up the microphone, and shouted into the empty venue in his distinctive tone, "Oh dear! Our special guest is here to supervise the construction! The pressure is immense!"
The scattered staff members below the stage all laughed.
Wang Yueheng also stood up with a smile and waved.
As the rehearsal came to an end, Jay Chou jumped off the stage, not even having time to wipe his sweat, and strode over to Wang Yueheng, patting him hard on the shoulder: "How's it going? Is everything alright here?"
"Teacher Zhou, you're amazing! You're already so into the rehearsal, you're sure to blow us away tonight," Wang Yueheng said with a heartfelt smile.
"Haha, if you think it's good, then it must be really good!"
Jay Chou wiped his sweat with a towel, his eyes shining. "I never expected you to be so popular here. You can even make the news just by strolling through a night market. I saw the video. The part where you played the guitar and harmonized for him was really heartwarming. Not bad, that's how it should be. Music is for sharing and encouraging people."
Clearly, Jay Chou had seen the news the night before and greatly appreciated Wang Yueheng's actions.
This is not only an affirmation of the good deeds of our peers, but also a convergence of values.
"I just happened to run into them, so I'll help if I can," Wang Yueheng said modestly.
"Ah, this kind of 'coincidence' is the rarest."
Jay Chou waved his hand and then got to the point, "By the way, let's go over your part one last time tonight. My idea is that we sing a duet first. I'd like to choose 'The Lone Warrior' for the duet."
He looked at Wang Yueheng and explained, "This song is incredibly popular in Taiwan, especially among young people! Many people probably started paying more attention to you because of this song. The 'fighting' spirit it represents matches the passionate atmosphere of the concert perfectly. If we sing it together, the effect will definitely be amazing!"
"No problem, Teacher Zhou, I'll follow your instructions."
Wang Yueheng nodded. He was well aware of the immense popularity of "The Lone Warrior," and being able to sing this song with Jay Chou at the Taipei Arena was of extraordinary significance.
"Okay! After the chorus of 'The Lone Warrior,' the stage is yours to perform solo."
Jay Chou's eyes were filled with anticipation. "You can sing whatever you want. Pick any one of your songs; it'll definitely hold its own. But..."
He changed the subject, revealing a curious yet sly smile, "You messaged me mysteriously yesterday saying you had a surprise for your fans, a new song? Really?"
Wang Yueheng smiled: "Consider it... a gift specially prepared for tonight, for the fans here."
"Oh? Specially prepared?"
Jay Chou's interest was immediately piqued.
Wang Yueheng took a prepared musical score from Mo Zixue and handed it over with a smile.
Jay Chou took it and eagerly opened it.
At first, his expression was one of keen anticipation, and he habitually hummed a possible prelude melody.
But as he watched, he stopped humming, his eyebrows rose slightly, and his eyes gradually changed from curiosity to surprise.
Then a look of deep surprise appeared on his face.
His fingers unconsciously traced a melody on the score, then he carefully examined the lyrics of the chorus. He looked up at Wang Yueheng, and after a long pause, uttered a phrase he had learned from the mainland:
"...Holy crap."
These two simple words contain a lot of emotions.
Jay Chou looked down at the sheet music again, checking several places repeatedly. When he looked up again, he had an excited smile on his face.
"This...this surprise is a bit too much, isn't it?"
"This song... oh my, I really don't know what to say... I really want to keep the melody and lyrics for myself..."
He waved the sheet music and shouted to the band director and several core musicians who were looking over curiously, "Hey! Come and take a look! Let me tell you, the tickets for tonight's concert were totally worth it! We'll make double!"
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