Superstars start with variety show hosts

Chapter 356 A Strange Person
From the first two sentences, Han Hong heard a little sign, but he couldn't hear it for the time being, but after singing the next few sentences, Han Hong also had a score in his heart.

She looked at Chen Yixun next to her with an expression as if she had discovered the New World of America, and said, "I know who this is, so it feels so good to guess the masked singer."

"Ah, you guessed it, who is he, tell me?" Eason looked forward to it.

"I can't tell you yet."

Han Hong didn't say anything because even if she said it, Chen Yixun might not know her.

Shuimunianhua, that is a group in the mainland, it is not particularly popular in the mainland, Chen Yixun probably has never even heard of this group.

Not to mention a singer in the group.

"You don't know at all." Han Hong didn't say anything, Eason felt that she was playing tricks, so he guessed other singers with Zhou Jielun, Wang Fei, and Lin Junjie next to him.

Everything about Tai Zhengxiao and Chen Xiaodong was guessed again, but in the end they couldn't come to a conclusion.

After the five judges discussed and praised the music poet's singing voice, the song "Darkness That Doesn't Understand Night" came to an end.

The poet of music once again won the applause of the audience.

Because, every time he sings, he can give life to the song.

The day does not understand the darkness of night.

The poet of music is also writing a poem about himself.

The day does not understand the night, just as some people do not understand their own music.

He longed to be heard and hoped that his music would be liked.

The music poet bowed to everyone amidst the endless applause from the audience.

"awesome."

"I'm really looking forward to the reveal of the poet of music. In this issue, I'm afraid everyone is stronger than him, right?"

"But I still like the whiteboard, and think it is more innovative and dynamic!"

When two people sing one after the other, they are playing games and competing.

At the end of the concert, the audience who supported both sides automatically divided into camps.

The sword is drawn!

Yuan Chengjie said: "The poet of music stays, please return the whiteboard to the stage."

Luo Yiming came up from the backstage, while Yuan Chengjie stood between the two of them.

"Thank you to the poet of music for bringing you this affectionate song that does not know the darkness of night during the day, and it is very nice to sing. Poet of music, I would like to ask, what do you think of the singing of the whiteboard?"

Li Jian didn't know who this whiteboard was, but he sang Peking opera and rapped, which Li Jian thought was quite risky.

He said: "I think his music is like a tiger coming out of the cage, very bold, he is a good singer-songwriter."

Li Jian said gracefully.

"Baiban, what do you think of this song by the poet of music who doesn't understand the darkness of night?" Yuan Chengjie said intentionally: "If I remember correctly, the poet of music played against the singer Wang Fei last time. Faey, it is very likely that he was the singer in the last episode."

"So, Baiban, you are facing a strong man."

Yuan Chengjie's host has grown a lot. He is demonstrating to the whiteboard and creating tension.

The latter smiled slightly and said: "The competitive stage is inherently cruel, with ever-changing changes, and anything can happen. Although the poet of music is a strong man, there are strong hands among the strong."

"You mean you? But it seems like you're a little overconfident."

"I don't think so!" Luo Yiming turned back directly.

Blasted.

Luo Yiming has a very individual character. In fact, he deliberately enlarged his self-confidence.

Luo Yiming's whiteboard is on the stage of Masked Singer, what he wants to do is this kind of pure, super confident, and even a bit domineering image in the music world.

And this image, this domineering.

Establishing this kind of image and forming slots, Luo Yiming will bring his own traffic to the variety shows he participates in.

"Okay, it seems that you are really confident, but this is an absolutely professional music competition stage. What you say doesn't count, and what I say doesn't count. Next, let's listen to the judges' opinions on you."

Yuan Chengjie dropped his hands and threw the question to the jury.

Originally, Han Hong had a good impression of the whiteboard, but after hearing his "outrageous words", Han Hong became unhappy.

Looking at the music world, she is not considered a bigwig.

Above her, there are those heavenly kings and queens. This singer, judging from his voice, is not a top singer.

What stands out is the combination of Peking Opera and rap.

But the music industry has never lacked talent. Han Hong doesn't like such "arrogant and domineering", she said: "Baiban, I must say something to you, you are too crazy. If you are so crazy, the music world may not tolerate you."

Han Hong was sharp, but the white board responded with a smile: "The music world can't tolerate me, it's a loss to the music world. I just want to sing quietly. This is all crazy, so I will go crazy."

wow.

I don't know who the white board is, but his tone is so loud that the audience at the scene and in front of the TV feel that it's too... too special meow.

The cannon was loud.

"Who is this kid? He dares to hate Han Hong."

"I think he is a talent, I really want to take off his mask and see who is behind him!"

The audience in front of the TV was discussing heatedly.

The topic came out.

And Han Hong was blown away by the white board's answer. Knowing Han Hong's violent temper, Eason hurriedly said: "Bai Ban, you can sing quietly. Today's song performance is not bad, but I am even better at music poets." I have a cold, sorry."

"The white board is a bit egotistical, and this may not be conducive to your continued progress in the music circle." Of course Lin Junjie also wanted to help Han Hong, he said: "Besides, your Beijing opera is still a little thin, and I also support musical poets."

"Music poet." Zhou Jielun seemed to have discussed it with others.

Wang Fei had a strange feeling, saying that this song was solved by Su Sanqi.

In fact, both the adaptation and singing are impeccable.

To put it bluntly, the comments of several people are the attitude of the white board, but the white board doesn't seem to say anything, just confident in his bones.

Somehow, Wang Fei felt that the reason why the whiteboard was so "dominant" was that he still had some tricks.

Wasn't the me back then also said to be cold and arrogant?

However, those people do not understand their own hearts.

The whiteboard gave him this kind of feeling that others laughed at me as being too crazy, and I laughed that others couldn't see through it.

Wang Fei suddenly wanted to solicit votes for this whiteboard. At least, she felt that the four judges rejected him, so she shouldn't make things worse.

In the duel between the two, the judges had [-] votes and the audience had [-] votes.

Right now, forty votes have been given to musical poets, and the whiteboard is far behind.

"Baiban, let me say more. Peking opera is the quintessence of our country. But with the invasion of popular music, the art form of Peking opera has slowly declined."

"But the nation is eternal. Even if we don't sing, when the melody of Peking Opera comes together, we are still full of reverence. You can adapt Peking Opera, but to truly inherit traditional Peking Opera and truly rely on yourself to gain a foothold, I think This is the foundation of Peking Opera.”

"We have seen your efforts for Peking Opera. That's all I have to say. Although my vote is also for better music poets, I look forward to your next performance in Baiban."

"Bai Ban, I hope you can take off the burden of promoting Peking Opera in the next show and bring nice pop songs. I look forward to seeing a different you."

　PS: It's the end of the month, do you still have a monthly pass?Let's vote directly
　　
　
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