The next day.
He made a call in the morning.
It was a call to Spring Garden.
Xiaodong answered the phone: "Teacher Zhang, have you decided on the songs you'll perform? Will it still be a heavy metal piece?"
But Zhang Ye said: "Sister Dong, there are some slight complications. I'm sorry, but I can't invite you all to the concert anymore."
"Ah?" Xiaodong was dumbfounded. "Then who are you getting?"
Zhang Ye gave a bitter laugh. "I'm not getting anyone else. I won't be inviting any guests."
Xiaodong asked: "What's going on? What happened?"
Zhang Ye said: "Stop asking."
Amy snatched the phone over. "Damn, we've already prepared for the concert, so how can you just tell us that we won't be singing anymore? Lord Zhang, can you be any more unreliable than this?"
Zhang Ye laughed dryly. "Blame it on me, blame it on me."
Amy said: "Aren't you standing us up like this?"
