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Chapter 811 Semifinals broadcast

The annual "King of Masked Singer" semi-finals, in the highly anticipated, finally entered the broadcast countdown.

"Get off work and refuse to work overtime tonight."

Fans of "The King of Masked Singer" often work overtime until [-]:[-] p.m., or even later. After [-]:[-] p.m., they pack up their things one by one and prepare to leave work on time.

"There is no difference between getting off work on time and leaving get off work at seven or eight o'clock, and it's still the same time when you get home."

The bosses or small leaders who wished to work 24 hours a day persuaded them one after another.

"I'm not going home and going on a blind date." The IT man explained, wondering if you are the only ones who can lie to your sister, and I can too.

But to be honest, when I get off work after [-] pm, the roads are usually congested and there are many people.

In big cities, it’s normal that you can’t get on the bus or subway. By the time you get there, it’s basically eight or nine o’clock when you get home.

The masked brother's show is just opening, so you have to stay in front of the TV or computer on time.

Su Tong was busy late in Sky City, so he simply planned to watch this episode at the company.

"In the dormitory at night, use your mobile phone to surf the Internet and watch the semi-finals. If you know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle." While eating dinner, Su Tong called Xiaoyu who was still in school.

Although Xiaoyu had seen it backstage at the scene and knew who was promoted, it would also help and improve her to study her opponents more and gain experience.

"Well, there is wifi in the dormitory, but the speed is a bit slow, so you can use your tablet phone to watch." Xiaoyu said.

"It's much better. I just went to college before. In the first year, the dormitory was not allowed to pull the network cable, and there was no wifi. Freshmen are the most pitiful and easy to bully." Su Tong said.

Xiaoyu suddenly said: "Brother, the principal is looking for me today."

"Why are you looking for me?" Su Tong said enviously, "The treatment of the number one scholar is good. I think that when I was a freshman, not to mention the principal, even the class teacher never looked for me."

Xiaoyu snickered, her brother always made her feel how happy her life is now, how many times better than he was before, just because she was afraid that she would feel wronged.

"The dean and the others actually came to me because of my brother's face, saying that they would try their best to give me the green light. Our school must not be more stingy than the Central University for Nationalities." Xiaoyu smiled, and she was very proud of having such an excellent brother.

It would be better for others to praise her than to praise Su Tong to make her happier.

"These people." Su Tong thought about it and got angry: "It's faster to change your face than to turn a book. Let me tell you, I almost didn't ask you for leave today, and I was so mad."

Xiaoyu comforted: "That's because they don't know your identity. They asked me to confirm it today. After I finished talking to them, they said they would give me the green light to go all the way. I hope I can win more honor for the school."

"Karma?" Su Tong was surprised: "So they didn't know me before?"

"It's impossible for everyone to know you. By the way, the head of our department asked me if you have time to give a lecture at our school. I told him no time." Xiaoyu said aggressively.

"Cough." Su Tong noticed that Xiaoyu had the air of a domineering female president, and she had her own opinions.

Xiaoyu's dormitory has a balcony, and she calls Su Tong from the balcony, and her roommates know that it is another call to Gege or her family.

Apart from talking to her family, Xiaoyu doesn't talk that much.

At first everyone thought that Xiao Yu was the kind of goddess that strangers should not get close to, a bit noble and glamorous.

But think about it, people do have this capital.

If someone had her capital, they would have gone to heaven long ago.

"Xiaoyu, do you talk so much with your family every day?" Xiaoyu returned half an hour after calling, roommate Yang Huiqi asked curiously.

Calling my family every day, calling from the cafeteria to the dormitory, and running to the balcony to continue when I got to the dormitory. There are so many hot words every day, it's too powerful.

Yang Huiqi came here from the south. It has been more than ten days since school started, and she only called home twice, and she was speechless within a few minutes each time.

"Isn't it the one who talks the most with family members?" Xiaoyu asked strangely.

Yang Huiqi was dumbfounded, and seemed to make sense, but she didn't have much to say to her parents and sister.

While talking, Xiaoyu's phone rang again.

"At home again?" Yang Huiqi asked.

"Well, my sister's." Xiaoyu went to the balcony to answer the phone again.

A dozen is another half hour.

Yang Huiqi was convinced: "Isn't it expensive to make such a long phone call?"

"It's not expensive. Our family is a family account, and it only costs a penny per minute." Xiaoyu said, apologizing to Yang Huiqi. She has the best relationship with Yang Huiqi in the dormitory. Yang Huiqi has been waiting for her to go to the bathhouse to take a bath. One hour.

In schools in the north, there are few toilets in the dormitory, which is not as convenient as in the south.

To go to the toilet and take a shower, the northern students all go to the public.

"I hope there will be no emergency assembly tonight."

After returning from the shower, the girls in Xiao Yu's dormitory hurriedly packed up and, like hundreds of millions of viewers, were waiting to watch the semi-finals of "The King of Masked Singer".

"Xiaoyu, is the masked brother really Gege?" Roommate Liu Haiyan lay on the bed and asked Xiaoyu who was still tidying up below.

Yang Huiqi and other roommates also looked at Xiaoyu.

"If you think it is, then it is not." Xiao Yu replied after thinking about it.

Liu Haiyan sighed: "The masked brother is so distressing, he doesn't look like Ge Ge at all, Ge Ge is so sunny."

"I don't think so either. How should I put it? Masked Brother is a representative of tragic characters. On the contrary, Grid has always been very positive." Yang Huiqi said sitting on the bed.

"Forget it, whether they are or not, both of them are my idols, I like them both." Zhong Baoying said coquettishly, and she likes to be cute when she gets to know her well.

After nine o'clock in the evening.

Countless viewers were excited, and in about ten minutes, the semi-finals of "The King of Masked Singer" will begin.

In the music world, Masked Brother has become more and more important as time goes by.

It's a very strange social phenomenon, especially in the entertainment industry, the popularity of superstars who haven't shown up for a long time will be affected to a certain extent, but the masked brother seems to be more and more remembered as he fades out of people's sight.

Thinking about it, it was probably because he was not in the arena, and there were legends about him everywhere in the arena.

It can be spread, "The King of Masked Singer" has contributed a lot, and it is held every year, and the popularity has not diminished.

And whenever "The King of Masked Singer" is mentioned, everyone always thinks of that milestone singer.

The uncrowned king, a tragic figure.

Before the finals, he was seriously injured and fell on the stage.

"Ow."

"Hooho."

"It's finally starting!"

"My masked brother!"

"too excited."

"..."

At [-]:[-] p.m., the semi-final of "The King of Masked Singer" was broadcast on time, with familiar opening scenes and familiar background music.

Many viewers were excited after seeing it. As always, the picture is beautiful and the background music is shocking.

This weekend, very happy.

After the opening routine, it was officially broadcast, and the camera cut to the scene, aiming at the stage.

In the center of the stage, there is a piano, and sitting in front of the piano is a figure familiar to hundreds of millions of audience.

Amidst the roaring and shouting of the audience, a quiet and soft piano sounded.

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(End of this chapter)