Rebirth: Uranus Superstar

Chapter 117 Mutiny
The atmosphere of the audience was like a tsunami, accompanied by the rhythm of the music, King Lanling dropped the microphone and started a solo dance.

Lifting the hips and landing on the toes are just the basic operations. With coiled kicks, each kick seems to fly into space.

Everyone stood up excitedly and applauded vigorously.

"What a criminal, hit me!"

"It's disgusting, arsonist with a heart!"

"Standing alone in the center of the stage, but overwhelming the whole world, it's fun to listen to, and it's also fun to watch!"

"This song is so nice, there is no reason, the melody is just nice, and I don't get tired of listening to it over and over again."

"I declare King Lanling my idol!"

"To the King of Lanling!"

"To the King of Lanling!!"

"Jimei people, if you don't vote, you are not a Chinese!"

……

In the guest seat, Zhang Mianduo was on the verge of death, his voice was almost hoarse, but he still braced his hands and shouted together with the audience: "Wuhu! Lanling King! Lanling King! Lanling King——"

The others also stood up and applauded vigorously.

"His movements have changed the laws of ordinary people, and the control of the brain needs to be done in the opposite direction, and the balance and flexibility of the body are no less than that of a difficult dance such as ballet!"

Tears welled up in Min Rui's eyes, and he kept praising: "It's not just the greatness of a singer, it's the greatness of an artist."

Song Yun's eyes were bright at the moment, she vaguely sensed the identity of King Lanling, but she still couldn't believe it.

The young man who used to be as quiet as a virgin, after putting on the mask, seemed to have liberated his nature, and unexpectedly changed so much.

She also watched the lead film.

But King Lanling's performance was in contrast to that one, and he didn't think in a specific direction.

Even in private, he complained with his friends that King Lanling was too venomous.

But now, seeing that similar body shape and this amazing talent, Song Yun suddenly understood in a trance.

So it was him?
For a moment, Song Yun was as excited as if she had won the lottery, waving her hands and feet non-stop, she was so happy that she was not like a normal person, and her emotions were even higher than that of Zhang Mianduo who was next to her.

She glanced at Zhang Minghui from time to time. After all, Zhang Minghui was the examiner sent by Jiangnan Satellite TV to Xiangjiang, so she should have some impression of him.

But Zhang Minghui only cared about applauding and applauding loudly, without any speculation about the trip to Xiangjiang.

Actually no wonder.

The specifications of "The King of Masked Singer" are not for those who are not the most popular, or the kings and queens.

Zhang Minghui didn't think about that at all.

However, Song Yun's frequent look back made the excited Zhang Mianduo misunderstand, thinking that Sister Yun was signaling to him to play together.

She has the kind of personality that you are crazy and I will accompany you crazy. Seeing that Sister Yun is so "graciously invited" and "looking back frequently", she is very excited. With a scream, she ran to Sister Yun and started dancing.

Zhang Mianduo was originally from a girl group, and she has dancing skills. She twisted a few times, and the graceful arc she made made people's eyes fixed on her.

The camera quickly came to capture.

The two beauties danced almost face to face. Driven by the music of "Billie Jean", their bodies moved beautifully and attracted the attention of many audiences.

Among all the guests in the guessing group, the composer Ruan Xingyun looked the most serious, and he kept writing comments in his notebook.

"When the real music came to my heart—maybe it was music from the universe, maybe it was music beyond human understanding—"

"They have nothing to do with me because I'm just a channel."

"For me, I am music, it gives itself to me, and I express it, this is my only pleasure."

"I'm like an intermediary."

"I was born to find moments like this."

……

Finally, when the carnival is over.

The music dissipates.

King Lanling stabilized his figure, his chest heaved, he picked up his top hat with a slight panting, and bowed to the audience, thanking them for participating in this carnival.

"Lanling King!"

"Lanling King!"

"Lanling King!"

At this moment, everyone's voices were almost hoarse.

They burst into tears and hissed their lungs until the end of the song, but they still couldn't extricate themselves from their enthusiasm.

"What I just saw must be God's Dance Steps, absolutely!"

"I must learn this back slide, it's so handsome, I'm fascinated!"

"God, King Lanling actually sang English songs, I must tell the news to the people of my country! It's so beautiful, so teasing my inner blood, most importantly, his dance moves are so powerful, like It's an illusion, but it's so real!"

"But I have to admit, when I entered this song, my whole body was shaking with the rhythm!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm shaking! And it's shaking very hard!"

"The most perfect song with dance in the world, there is no one!"

"I almost called an ambulance just now, my brain was full of blood, and I was extremely hypoxic. Fortunately, I slapped myself and finally woke up!"

"It's also touching the crotch, why is King Lanling so handsome, he is destined to become a legend, and I will be looked down upon by you..."

……

At this moment, Liao Yuan kept patting his thigh, smiling from ear to ear.

The various picture feedbacks obtained from the eight monitors formed countless TV pictures in Liao Yuan's mind.

These are all materials!High-quality material!
Liao Yuan could already imagine how crazy audiences across the country would be when this song and such dance steps appeared on the TV screen.

He laughed loudly, took off the monitor earphones, stood up, and shouted the name of King Lanling along with the audience.

Even when King Lanling turned around and disappeared on the stage, his name was still being chanted.

At this moment, the assistant director Shi Zhengyang seemed to play an opening sentence automatically in his mind.

"Legendary, officially begins!"

……

The host Zhan Qixian had to go on stage to maintain order.

At the same time, she felt extremely pity for the next player, Diao Chan.

This player is definitely a round trip.

God can't stop it.

……

Diao Chan stood at the back of the stage, watching the audience yelling the name of King Lanling, shaking like chaff.

Zhang Hanlin next to him comforted: "Calm down, just treat it as a tourist."

Diao Chan almost flew up.

She gave Zhang Hanlin a hard look, and after the commotion at the scene had completely quieted down, she took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and walked to the stage like a fairy dancing.

But in his heart, it was like going to the execution ground.

It's the kind of execution ground that even God can't save.

……

auditorium.

After watching the performance of King Lanling, the members of the "Anti-Lan League" were full of enthusiasm and discussed with each other with flushed faces.

"Jimeis, do we still vote for Diaochan?"

"Don't vote, don't vote, vote for King Lanling! We can't be unconscionable, Jimeis!"

"But Brother Qingfeng has been eliminated!"

"What does that have to do with our King Lanling?"

"That's right, the skills are not as good as others, keep learning, does it have something to do with my husband?"

"After seeing King Lanling's performance, I realized that Ruan Qingfeng deserved to lose!"

"In the face of real strength, all opponents are clouds!"

"Ruan Qingfeng? It's just scum, its skills are inferior to others, let's go back to the cage and reform!"

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