The stage of "The Masked Singer". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The venue isn't quite set up yet, but it's enough to try the sound.

Under the stage, many people are sitting there, there are station leaders, channel directors, and Hu Fei and most of the people in the column group, they have already interviewed five masked singers, and the next person should be the sixth person. They need to determine the ranking based on the live performance and the comprehensive consideration of all aspects, whether to let the first round start, or who to replace in the second round, which has not been decided, so today is particularly important, they need to understand the characteristics and strength of the players, in order to make a decision.

Hu Fei lowered his head and wrote in his notebook.

The first player: It is recommended to start, and the treble is explosive.

The second player: recommended to start, famous.

"That's amazing!"

"Yes, these singers are too strong!"

"I'm getting goosebumps!"

"This is still not rehearsed, if it is really the day of the recording, how shocking would it be?"

"Our show is going to be popular!"

"Who's next?

"It's coming. ”

"The next one is 'Joker'. ”

"Who's the Joker?"

"That's the oil worker!"

As soon as I heard this, the people in the column group were happy!

"Poof!"

"It's him!"

"Why did he come up with such a name?"

"I'm so curious about him!"

"Me too, finally able to meet a real person!"

"Let's take a look and see if we can recognize him! Which old guy in the industry is it?"

These days. The song "I Dedicate Oil to the Motherland" has been spread all over their TV station, and the people in the column group laughed and smoked again and again, and even several station leaders couldn't cry or laugh after listening to it.

Then. Several station leaders spoke.

The deputy director asked, "This is the master who calls himself a worker?"

Hu Fei smiled: "Yes, it's him." ”

Another leader said: "It's really good to sing, but the song ......"

Dong Shanshan also sat on the stage and said with a smile: "That day's demo was an audition, he was joking with all of us, and he must have sung it well today." ”

The leader nodded, "Hmm." I'm looking forward to it. ”

Suddenly, all eyes were on a side door on the side of the stage.

The door opened, and a white mask appeared in front of everyone!

People are coming!

The clown is coming!

Some don't even blink. I wanted to guess based on my figure, but I didn't find anything, who is this?

Han Qi saw so many leaders here. Also a little nervous. "Mr. Clown is here. ”

But the clown didn't feel nervous at all, and walked on the stage generously, stood on it and looked at the people in the audience, nodded lightly, and didn't speak.

The Taiwan leaders and Hu Fei and Dong Shanshan were all looking at him with their eyes open.

It's too steady!

Stand too firm!

Their first instinct was: this is not a newcomer!

Dong Shanshan is the host, and she is also responsible for this link, picked up the microphone and smiled: "Hello teacher, we don't have any information about you here." Needless to say, can you tell us a little bit about yourself?"

Watching his old classmates talk to him seriously. But I don't recognize him, which feels very good.

Zhang Ye smiled in his heart, and deliberately said in a hoarse voice: "I'm a clown." ”

For Dong Shanshan, he should be especially cautious, after all, they are old classmates for so many years, they know each other too well, and a little flaw may make Dong Shanshan recognize him, but Zhang Ye is still confident in his acting skills, and this guy has drawn a lot of skill experience books about acting skills in the past.

Dong Shanshan: "It's over?"

Hu Fei said: "What is your age?"

Zhang Ye didn't blink his eyes, "Fifty." ”

Hu Fei's feet shook for a moment, "Profession or worker?"

Zhang Ye: "Hey, how do you know?"

Da Fei wiped his sweat, "Teacher, don't tease us, okay?"

Zhang Ye: "I'm really a worker. ”

Everyone in the column group rolled their eyes!

Feign!

You go ahead and load it for me!

A Taiwan leader smiled bitterly: "Since people don't want to say it, forget it." ”

A director looked at it and said, "It must be a big name, otherwise he wouldn't be so cautious and cautious, and he wouldn't even dare to reveal his actual age." ”

The channel director nodded, "Reasonable." ”

Dong Shanshan looked at him, "Then why don't you start?"

The band is ready.

The keyboardist of the Miracle Wheel asked, "Mr. Clown, what song are you going to sing?" ”

Zhang Ye looked at him, "Original." ”

"Original?" the musician was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

The drummer said, "Then you sing, and we improvise to accompani." ”

Zhang Ye said: "Is it okay?"

The drummer smiled slightly, "Of course it's no problem, everyone is professional." ”

Just now two masked singers also adapted their own songs, or lengthened the high notes, or slowed down the tempo, which is completely different from the original, and their miracle wheels band also works well together, they are a well-known band in the industry, can this literacy still be? Isn't it an improvised soundtrack, what is this?

The guitarist said, "Teacher, come on." ”

Everyone in the audience was also engrossed!

Hu Fei pricked up his ears.

Dong Shanshan didn't blink.

Han Qi also stared at the stage closely, trying to see the flaws.

Worker?

The first time you fill it with garlic!

This time, I'll see how you can put it on!

Sing love songs, or rock 'n' roll, as long as you sing it, you have to show a little flaw so that we can have a chance to guess you!

Many people have the same idea as Han Qi, and they all want to guess the identity of this person, they can't even know who this person is without even the people inside them, right?

However, as soon as the clown opened his voice, they knew. They were so naïve! They knew what kind of old cannon they had encountered!

Zhang Ye raised the microphone and said excitedly:

"We workers have power!"

"We workers have power!"

"Busy at work every day!"

"It's a tall building!"

"Build a railway coal mine!"

"The world has changed!"

The leaders of Jingchengtai fainted twice!

The people in the column group in the audience fainted!

"The machine was started - boom!"

"Hammer raised—jingle bell!"

"Caused a plow hoe - good production!"

"Caused guns - send them to the front!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Our faces glow red!"

"Our sweat is dripping!"

"Why. For liberation!"

"Why, for liberation!"

The musicians of the miracle wheel were also stunned, from beginning to end, they didn't even match the drum beat, they just looked at the masked singers on the stage in amazement, and they only felt that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by!

Improvisational soundtrack?

I'm worthy of your sister, me!

What the is this!

However, listen to the clown teacher's singing. They had to admit from the bottom of their hearts -- they sang so good! What a voice!

The music stops.

Well, the music never played. From beginning to end, Zhang Ye was singing a cappella, and the people of the Miracle Wheel band bragged at the beginning - they were forced for a long time, but not a single melody came in.

Zhang Ye finished performing.

The audience smiled wryly.

Another worker's song?

Yesterday it was the oil workers!

What about today? Railroad workers, coal miners?

My big brother grass, can you not be so inspirational!

Can you sing it well!

Hu Fei cleared his throat, looked at the clown and said, "This teacher." You sing very well. It's so professional, we all recognize your singing skills and strength, but what, um, can you change a song? Can you sing a song that is related to your real profession? Are you a professional singer? Or an actor? Why don't we do another song?"

Zhang Ye nodded, "Yes." ”

Hu Fei said: "Thank you." ”

Everyone looked forward to it again, and finally could sing seriously.

Career-related?

Well, then I'll just tell you what I really do!

Zhang Ye didn't even stumble. The next song was sung out loud, this one. Once again, the fifty or sixty people at the scene were so angry that they wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood!

"Fifty-year-old driver, I'm smiling Yang!"

"When I mention the big car, my words are a bit long!"

Burst!

Dong Shanshan was already covering his face and couldn't stop laughing!

Han Qi fainted!

Hu Fei's eyes were black!

Are you an old driver this time? Or a 50-year-old driver? Are you still smiling?

I'll raise your second grandmother!!

Zhang Ye sang very devotedly, and his voice was very colorful.

"I think I learned to drive a car when I was eighteen. ”

"Fiddling with that foreign car, I'm an old insider. ”

"But yes, I haven't seen it, what does a Chinese car look like. ”

"Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, the domestic car I am looking forward to is really out of the factory, roar hey!"

"Our working class has won glory for the motherland!"

The crowd was already numb, and they just stared at him blankly.

The more Zhang Ye sings, the more enjoyable he becomes, and the more he sings, the more excited he becomes:

"I'm full of pride, and I'm full of strength. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. ”

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

"The land of the motherland is amazing, and I am really happy to drive that domestic car. I really thought that I would run all over China in a blink of an eye. Loaded all the construction materials into my car. Day and night, without stopping, transporting grain, transporting steel, climbing mountains, crossing rivers, my old man personally drove to build our China, roaring...... Hey!"

"I won't stop if I live to be fifty or sixty years old!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!"

With the last inhale, Zhang Ye finished with a high-pitched elongation, "I won't stop either!!"

Finish singing.

Radio.

There are few people standing in the audience anymore, and they are all upside down!

Stop the car!

Hurry up and stop your car, big brother!

Served!

They really obeyed this man!

Pretending to be garlic to the point of him, there is really no one!

Oil workers, coal miners, railroad workers, this time you're a truck driver? You're still alive for another fifty or sixty years, and you don't stop? Why don't you kill you!

Everyone was really defeated by the masked singer codenamed Joker!

"I dedicate oil to the motherland"?

"We Workers Have Power"?

"Old Driver"?

What kind of song is this?

Who the hell are you!?

……

[Following my train of thought, someone guessed "We Workers Have Power", which I have actually reminded you, but even so, you still can't guess the song "Old Driver", don't say it, get in the car and give a monthly pass!]

…… (To be continued.) )