I'm The God of Learning

This kind of dress is obviously in the morning, she knows Ye Lingtut, so she will not let the traces.

This is very good.

Ye Lingthen lifted clothes, and then the phone was also as follows.

"Hello, is it a" Mr. Super "? I am a" Mongcian Song King "staff, is also your reception, my name is Suemo."

"Hello there."

"Masters and clothing have you received?"

"received."

"Is it right? I will let the designer change again."

"Yes."

"That's, I am notifying you, the preparation of the program group is already good, if you don't accidentally, the show will be tomorrow, you can come here today, we are all in the form of live broadcast. In order to prevent some burst conditions, it is necessary to prepare in advance. "

"Is this afternoon?"

"Well, are you free?"

"can."

"Well, then I am waiting for you here, call me at any time."

"it is good."

I really need to be familiar, after all, is a lot of live broadcast, there is no playback function, first give yourself a psychological preparation.

And everyone has a mask. The program is very special. Everyone's identity information is also confidential. The program group must be cautious. Otherwise, Oolong is too ridiculous.

Of course, these are not a tight thing to Ye Lingthen.

In the afternoon, three o'clock.

The people of the "Mongolian Song" program are all expected that they all know that people who come today are well-known singers, even if they don't know their specific identity, but more expectations.

"How, how many people come?"

"There are currently six."

"Are you arranged?"

"Well, every one is different, didn't let them meet."

"well."

"This show is really mysterious. Even our own people don't know who is who, as long as they invite these stars to know who the specific is."

"Is this more interesting?"

"Hurry up and arrange it, let the first arrived in the past."

Everyone is busy.

More than the stage effect, debug audio, band audition.

At this time, there have been a staff member to board the stage. The code of this singer is "sun", the mask is also a smile sun, very cute, bring people a festive.

Because everyone doesn't know who he is, it is very curious. This star is also very good to disguise yourself. When communication is used, it is a funny voice.

Then, the audio, in the moment of the voice, the previous funny moments disappeared, the sound is loud, and the momentum is full, it is a powerful.

The audition is very successful, although it can't guess who is specific, but the strength is recognized, it is entirely qualified.

The background of the program group.

A little girl is holding mobile phones tightly, and there is a little uneasy and anxious.

In the end, she bite his teeth, playing a call, "Superman teacher, are you here?"

"Oh, I just arrived." Ye Ling Chen's voice came out.

"Is it? Where are you?" Su Mo quickly asked.

"Just at your door." Ye Lingqing laughed.

Su Mo looked up and hurried out, and saw a person wearing a mask full of tightly standing at the door.

"You are ... Superman?"

"it's me."

"You are wearing this." Su Mo said, I was still looking forward to seeing a star's true condition, actually all the arms came over.

"What happened, are you very disappointed?" Ye Ling Chen looked at this little girl.

"I thought you would come here to change your clothes, I still want to see ..."

"You want to see me to change clothes ?!"

Su Mo: "???"

When I came to the program group, the room was ready, the room was very spacious, the equipment was fully equipped, and the layout was also very warm.

Su Mo fell a cup of tea, sent to Ye Lingthen, "Mr. Superman, please drink water."

Subsequently, the eyes were staring at Ye Lingthen.

However, Ye Lingthen is still sitting there, and there is no meaning of the mask at all, light: "I don't think."

Su Mo did not die again and sent a snack to Ye Lingtut, "Mr. Superman, please eat some heart."

"I'm not hungry."

Su Mo bites his lips.

The two are sitting in the lounge, sitting on the face, glaring.

The little girl who is unfair, I still want to set up, my own identity is some special. The identity of the music Y may be recognized. If there is some characteristics here, it is equal to indirect exposure to the characteristics of the music Y.

Intifacted a moment, Su Mo is not discouraged, sorted out his thoughts, and the opening test: "Mr. Superman, you must be a big wrist in the music world."

Ye Ling Chen: "Do you think?"

"I think you are definitely a super star."

"Uh huh."

"Is your age?"

"you guess."

"Do you have an album?"

"Can not remember."

Su Mo almost killed, the god didn't remember, didn't you want to be a set? Are you as for? This is completely blocked, and you can't chat.

Good at the next moment, Ye Ling Chen took the initiative to open.

"Your age is not big, just graduated?"

"Well, this year's music college graduated, in this side," Su Mo replied.

"I have been in this program in this program, why do you learn music?" Ye Ling Chen continued.

"I like music, and do music can also make money."

"It is a good thing to make your own hobbies." Ye Lingzi nodded, but the next moment, I would like to have a long way to focus: "But young people don't think too much, you have to know, this world is fair, you get it. More, the more you will lose, can you understand what I mean? "

Su Momi is nodded, "I can understand a little."

Ye Lingqing looked at her, "It's like I, the money is much earned, but I have lost a lot of things."

Su Mo is curious to look at him, "What did you lose?"

"upset."

"..."

When the scene suddenly stiff.

Fortunately, a knock on the door broke.

"Superman, Hello, start the test."

"Okay, walk." Ye Lingthen opened steps, Su Mo is a little drums followed.

In the channel, more than Ye Ling Chen, one door of the next door opened, a person with a black feather mask out of it, wearing a black silk group, obviously a woman.

It is also a mysterious guest.

The two lived on each other and instantly opened an invisible confrontation.

The two are very tacit, and Su Mo is busy introducing: "This is a superman, this is a feather."

Ye Lingqing nodded, "Hello."

"Hello." The featheet responded, "How big is you?"

Ye Lingthen's voice suddenly became hoarse, "Eighty, what about you?"

"18."

"Oh, what kind of career you are?" Ye Lingthen's voice recovered normal.

"Students, what about you?"

"Superman, part-time saving the world."

"..."

Walking, can you see your heart, is it really okay?