The days passed.
The preparations for the concert were already more than half done.
The promotions for it were in full swing.
These days, Zhang Ye was no longer that busy. He was sitting in the studio, studying the setlist and arranging the songs. The rest of the work was left to Ha Qiqi and Zhang Zuo to handle, and Zhang Ye only needed to make the final decision on them. He did not need to worry about the majority of matters. However, while he looked like he was having it easy, Zhang Ye was constantly thinking about how he could make this concert a little bigger and better. It would be good if he could stir up a commotion in Asia with it, and even better if it could get him into Korea. The best outcome would be if he rose to the top in one bound and rounded it off with a perfect ending before he bade farewell to the entertainment industry.
How should he make it even bigger?
He had already thought of everything.
This?
No can do!
