Chapter 242: The ghost god is frightened by the angry dragon's voice

Mystery, always a charm bonus.

The big tree on the stage, he wears a mask, and no one knows who he really is, so everyone has their own fantasies.

is like a fan of Chen Yujie, and can even fantasize about him as Chen Yujie.

After all, fantasy is not illegal, is it?

In the eyes of a thousand people, there can be a thousand big trees.

And the sense of anticipation, mystery, and confirmation,

But taking off the mask, on this stage, is originally a kind of "ending" ritual.

Ending all expectations early, it's like your parents telling you that the old man died and left you a huge sum of money, only to find that it was all dark coins.

Many people subconsciously cover their eyes and don't want to look at it.

Jiang Duoduo was still screaming: "Ah, my little yellow bird!"

They're scattered all over the world!

Wait, now is not the time to worry about the little yellow bird, now is to think about, is my Xiaobai finally going to show his true face?

That's right, the big tree is my little white!

Jiang Duoduo has absolute confidence!

At this moment, in front of the TVs of thousands of households, another exclamation broke out!

Under the mask of the big tree, the three-foot-long feather and the armor helmet are the wings of the country, such as the prosperity of the forest!

When the iconic dress of the Yulin Army appeared on the stage, the temperament of the big tree changed again!

The general fights a hundred battles, and the strong man does not return!

Although under the mask, there is still darkness, and the face is still not clear.

But all illusions seem to be swept away, because at this moment, the aura of the big tree on the stage is too strong!

It's so strong that it's irreplaceable, it's so strong that it's impossible to distract!

At this moment, the big tree is no one.

No one's face can be applied to this image!

He is who he is!

The front hooves of the night fell to the ground, and one man and one horse stood proudly on the stage.

Killing intent Ling Ran, arrogant!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Oh my God, oh my God!"

At this moment, Chen Yujie's fan base almost became Dashu's fan base.

Perhaps, it was a mistake to organize group members to watch the premiere of "The Masked" together.

Such a person, how do you let me squirt!

What do you want me to say that "Youth Xing" is not good!

When the second time the main song sounded, the hoarse, sluggish, domineering, deliberately dragging but extremely intimidating singing voice shocked everyone.

This is still "Youth Xing"? This is "General's Order"!

On the stage, behind the big tree, there was a picture of the two armies facing each other and the wolf smoke on the battlefield.

The LEDs under his feet seem to be filled with smoke and dust.

The majestic strings, the heavy lobby drums, and the bass sound spread underneath create the momentum of thousands of troops.

The mournful bamboo flute, like a wisp of soldiers' worries, swirls around it.

One person and one horse, in the center of the stage, it is like being surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, and it is like being alone, alone in the world.

When the lead song was finished, the tree suddenly roared:

"Ahh

In front of the TV, countless viewers followed:

"Ahhhh

The scalp is going to explode!

Jiang Mingchu felt that his hairs were going to pierce his clothes, and his whole body was burrgy, as if he had turned into a hedgehog in an instant.

He shuddered, and then asked a few of his companions, "Do you hear that?"

"Hear me, oh my God...... It's so easy!"

"It turns out that the big tree is not a bass!"

"Such a high-quality highC!"

Don't look at Gu Xiaobai's ability to get on C6 casually, and even play C8 with a whistle, I feel that C5 is not difficult.

can sing highC with stable quality, which is enough to gain a foothold in the music world.

If it's a highC in bel canto, it's Pavarotti......

And with such high quality, so easy and rich, and it is also a highC with a tearing sound, it is not easy for those singers who are good at high notes in the music world.

What's more, before this, the vocal range displayed by the big tree was basically the middle and low range.

This sentence, directly and seamlessly switched, spanning more than two octaves!

What is the "sound of ghosts and gods frightening angry dragons"?

Who said Big Tree is a bass?

Says who?

Not at all!

"My husband, my husband!Xiaobai!Xiaobai!Xiaobai!" Jiang Duoduo jumped up directly on the sofa and almost lifted off his father next to him.

I don't know why, Jiang Mingchu suddenly felt at this moment that maybe what his daughter said was true.

This could really be Xiaobai......

Although this vocal range is still far from Gu Xiaobai's casual C6 vocal range.

But...... This kind of singing of two and a half octaves of a rising key, who else!

Who else?!

This sentence will catch up with the entire vocal range of "Left Finger Moon", okay!

In the villa where the letter was paid, all four people had already jumped up.

"Ahh

How could this kid be so strong!

How can it be!

"Big tree! big tree!" Fu Zhongliang still didn't believe that this was Gu Xiaobai's.

The most excited is actually Fu Wenyao.

I've got the true biography of Xiaobai!

I'll roar too!

"Whoa, who

At this moment, Fu Wenyao was excited, and he shouted out directly.

Like a big crocodile, rampant in the living room.

Wait, I'm yelling out!

I'm finally not a pig barking!

I'm yelling out!

"Ahhhh

I've finally evolved from a pig to a pig dragon!

Over there, Fu Han suddenly found that Feng He was also screaming and jumping, and hurriedly hugged him and put him flat on the sofa: "Brother Feng, lie down, lie down, waist!"

"Oh yes, waist waist waist...... I'll go!"

I saw Fenghe, who had been flattened on the sofa, and a carp was stiff, so he jumped up again.

originally thought that this roar was already the pinnacle of this episode.

But in the next second, Gu Xiaobai threw the microphone, picked up the crown, and bent the bow three times in a row!

Then turn over, dismount, and take the microphone.

Coherent!

Soaring, like a dragon.

My mom, are you out of the circus?

"Ahhhh

The heart-rending scream, almost shattered the hundred-inch 8K TV in front of me.

The loudest one is Fu Zhongliang.

In his life, he has chased countless music festivals.

But that was twenty years ago.

He never imagined that twenty years later, he would still be able to scream and be as excited as a pig's child!

Sure enough, pig barking is hereditary!

This feeling is as exciting as when the national football team entered the World Cup!

That kind of excitement, it seems that I can't wait to fly into the sky!

Pigs bark, pigs bark!

But this sentiment was quickly brought back.

On the stage, the big tree recited the part of the chorus, and his hoarse voice was like a veteran of a hundred battles, returning alone.

Behind him, Teruya lowered his head and rested his head on the cheek of the tree.

The big tree tilted its head slightly, one person and one horse, ears and temples grinding, snuggling up to each other, standing quietly in the center of the stage.

The lights all around were dimmed.

On the screen behind it, an image of a man on a prancing horse platform appeared, and then like cracked lines, the picture was drowned, as if the years were withering.

A lonely veteran, in the end, only has a white horse by his side.

And at this time, it is also time to part.

When Iliya disappeared into the darkness outside the stage, everyone felt that their hearts were going to be crushed.

I don't know how many people, tears fell, and when the last two lyrics were finished, Dashu raised the microphone in his right hand.

The heart that had been crushed was rubbed again.

Looking back, I found that half of my life had passed, that my life was no longer over, and that it was 20 years ago that I qualified for the World Cup.

It's okay, I still have my pride!

I still have big trees!

When the big tree knelt on the ground, put away the little yellow birds all over the ground, and put the crown of the big tree on his head again, Fu Zhongliang raised the cup in his hand, then raised his head, and smothered all the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Big tree, awesome!

A toast to you!

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