Chapter 682: Slutty player

Chapter 682: Unscrupulous Player
"Papapa!"
The applause is endless, and everyone is unabashed.
Luo Sisi is right, this is the sound of nature! At this moment seems to still linger in my ears.
Zhou Dong couldn't help but pick up the microphone and smiled, "I'm really curious, who is it under the mask."
"I'm also curious." Liu Tianwang also said.
In the auditorium, someone shouted, "Take off the mask!"
Suddenly a lot of people started to coax.
The barrage in the live broadcast room was also brushed off the screen by taking off the mask, all looking forward to watching Ye Lingchen extremely.
Without Ye Lingchen to speak, Roths has taken the initiative to help Ye Lingchen make the siege. "The mask is the essence of" King of Masked Songs ". If you are curious, you might as well guess the face under the mask boldly. If you take the initiative to tell you your identity, it would not be boring. "
This sentence calmed the audience a little bit, and some people have begun to open their minds.
[This song, this feeling, I think it is Liu Tianwang. 】
[Is it stupid upstairs? King Liu Tian was sitting on the mentor seat. 】
[You know a fart. The most impossible is the most likely. The one sitting on the stage is a fake. 】
[Niu forced, TV series dare not act like this. 】
...
"Here's a handsome guy to appear next." Roth continued to host, "Everyone can vote in the live broadcast room, the audience and many guests also have to vote their precious votes, your choice will determine who can advance to the second wheel."
The old handsome man was wearing a mask. "In fact, I don't want to go on stage anymore. Alas, the opponent is too strong. I am just a foil."
The humorous words made everyone laugh.
"Hello, the Yangtze River waves are pushing forward, and you are really good!" The handsome guy stretched out his hand to Ye Lingchen with a frank look.
"Hello, the teacher has won the prize." Ye Lingchen reached out and shook hands.
This person has no predecessor's shelf at all. He wins and looks away. His mentality is very good. No wonder he will give himself an old handsome man's name.
At this time, on the big screen at the rear, the voting ratio of both sides is changing rapidly.
[Who do they vote for? They are all excellent. 】
[Surely Superman! Singing well. 】
[The old handsome guy is also good, his votes have been crushed, and it can't make him lose too much. 】
【makes sense. 】
[Oh, tangled, it's a pity to eliminate either one. 】
...
In the end, the voting results.
Superman: 65%, handsome: 35%.
Differs greatly.
But when the old handsome man turned around, he actually laughed. "It's better than I thought. I thought I would have zero votes, at least not bad to lose."
"Old handsome guy, before leaving the court, would you like to reveal the mystery to everyone?" Roth laughed.
The King of Masked Song did not force the removal of the mask, but as the loser was not eligible to enter the stage again, so he could choose not to announce his identity before leaving.
For a moment of groaning, the old handsome man put his right hand on the mask, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became dignified, and everyone looked at it.
The next moment, the mask was taken off.
"Wow, it's Teacher Luo!"
"Hahaha, I know, this is the old disrespect, it really is the old Luo!"
"Lao Luo is indeed a faction. This voice has become so loud that I haven't heard it."
"Hidden enough."
"I grew up listening to Mr. Luo's song. It's been a long time since I saw him. Mr. Luo is old."
There was an uproar at the scene.
Teacher Luo also waved to everyone, with a smile on his face, but there were some sighs in his eyes, and he kept bowing.
After a long embarrassment, Ye Lingchen returned to the background.
Su Mo is dancing and dancing, happy.
Won!
I really won!
"Wow, Mr. Superman, you must be a big coffee, don't you sing too well, can you give me an autograph?" Su Mo ran over in excitement, and unexpectedly received such a super singer. So lucky.
Ye Lingchen took the pen and paper at will, and under Su Mo's extremely expectant and nervous gaze, he signed the word "Superman".
Su Mo: "..."
In the lounge, the TV in front of Ye Lingchen is waiting for the second live broadcast.
Su Mo said, "We have been promoted."
Ye Lingchen nodded.
Su Mo rationalized the schedule and said: "Today is in the order of the draw, four singers who entered the second round of the finals, rested for one night, tomorrow will start the second round, come on!"
At this moment, when her headset rang, she immediately exclaimed: "The second game has begun, it is Yu Hui and Lang Tao!"
Yu Hui appeared first on TV, and Roths had given him the stage. Although he was wrapped all over, he could feel from his movements that there was less vitality in the young people.
Are they older singers again?
Ye Lingchen watched TV. He still respected most of the older generation of singers. The conditions at that time were incomparable with the present, but they can be played in full bloom. Numerous classics appeared, enough to see the strength of the older generation. The people behind the tree are enjoying the cool, and the booming entertainment industry is closely related to them.
Moreover, as can be seen from the old handsome guy just now, most of the older generation's stars have very good personalities.
"The heart of the flower is hidden in the core
I missed the flowering
Your heart forgets the season
Never easy to understand
... "
A little husky voice sounded, and the singing skills were very behind, the sound control was very in place, and it was also a strong faction.
Compared to "The Masked Song King", "The Masked Song King" has a great advantage, because all the participants in "The Masked Song King" are old singers, and their strength is unquestionable.
This song is an old song. At this moment, it sounds like something special.
The audience waved and screamed in rhythm, with great enthusiasm.
After the afterglow, Langtao appeared.
"BOM!"
"BOM!"
Unlike the old handsome guy, Lang Tao's action is very large, his body is active, his voice is high, and he even jumps on the stage.
"Eveybody, get dry!"
The sound was loud and the waves were loud, almost screaming.
"Oh, Leo! Comeonbaby!"
The lights around the stage were flashing wildly around him. Afterwards, the waves rolled around on the ground, suddenly got up, and looked at the camera and the audience compared with a middle finger, seemingly insolent.
Ye Lingchen's brows frowned slightly. What the was this singing? How dare you come to power?
From these pronunciations, he couldn't hear any skills at all, they were all screaming, desperately calling, and then wriggling like crazy, the key is that this guy is still extremely susceptible, as if he was trampled by the world Underfoot.
However, at the next moment, the corner of his eye slammed.
I saw, above the auditorium, most of the audience actually stood up in excitement, screamed with a throat, and even passed to the backstage.
"Ah! It's Tao Tao!"
"Lang Tao is Tao Tao, I love you!"
"So handsome, so nice!"
"No, I'm going to pass out and support Tao Tao!"
"Middle finger dance, this cliff is Tao Tao, this is the patent of my male god, oh oh, I am all crying!"
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(End of this chapter)