On Sunday night, the four members of the reincarnation band finally stepped out of the recording studio, and after saying goodbye to the studio teacher, they sneaked into the lounge with a TV next to it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The second installment of The Masked Singer starts at nine o'clock tonight.

Obviously, it has been on the air for almost an hour and a half now, and it is almost the end of the show.

The frowns of the four of them tightened one by one, and they turned on the television nervously.

I don't know what kind of legend she will bring this time, and will she once again ascend to the throne of the king of singers? The four of them sat in front of the TV, all straight.

At this moment, on the high-speed train from Harbin to Shencheng, several children were running back and forth on the aisle of the carriage, and a few sharp shouts came from time to time.

Putting an oversized backpack on the ground, leaning on an acoustic guitar next to her, Qin Xiaolu tore open the down jacket that was a little bloated, and her youthful face was full of anxiety.

"Dear passengers, we expect to arrive at Shanghai Hongqiao Railway Station at 6:30 a.m. tomorrow morning. If you have any needs, please feel free to contact the car attendant on board......"

When Qin Xiaolu heard the announcement, she took her mobile phone and looked at the time, and her somewhat heroic eyebrows frowned.

It was almost half past ten in the evening, and the speed of the high-speed train was obviously increasing, but she still felt that the speed was too slow.

I don't know if I'm just a duck or not, Qin Xiaolu can't help but use her mobile phone to ask about the competition of Du Niang's show.

But all spoilers are shameful, she was afraid that she would be spoiled by clicking on a random website, so she struggled for a long time, and she didn't dare to really check the results of the game on the Internet, so she could only stare dryly and anxiously.

Every minute on the clock was tormented by her, but there were so many children in this carriage that she couldn't force herself to sleep.

Now Xiao Xiao and the others are watching the show in the dormitory? Why don't you ask them if they look good? The more Qin Xiaolu thinks about it, the more itchy and uncomfortable her heart becomes, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't go home for too long and was called back by her mother, she resolutely didn't want to miss this audio-visual feast.

Obviously, she is the earliest die-hard fan of this show, but now she is the only one in the bedroom who can't see it, which is simply torturous to the dead.

Qin Xiaolu finally couldn't hold back, and yelled in the dormitory chat group of four people, "How is today's show? Did she sing?

After she sent it out, she was looking forward to replying, and then the group was so quiet that no one was bubbling at all.

Qin Xiaolu glanced at the time and had already guessed that these people were fascinated by the show.

"Hey, someone, answer me!" she sent another message anxiously.

In the group, she has almost become a solo show with various expressions by herself, and the others still have no reaction at all.

Qin Xiaolu, a straightforward girl in the Northeast, couldn't bear it anymore, so she directly took her mobile phone and dialed it with a call.

As for whether the long-distance call is six cents a minute or nine cents a minute, she didn't calculate it carefully.

The melodious ringtones rang over there, and finally when almost half of the song "It's a pity it's not you" was played, the phone was connected.

However, the sound of blowing her nose on the other end of the phone, and the hoarse and almost silent hello, scared her.

"Xiao, Xiao Xiao?" Qin Xiaolu asked cautiously.

The sobbing over there was a little louder, and Qin Xiaolu pricked up her ears, as if there were still the cries of the other two people in the bedroom.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with you?" she was so anxious that she couldn't fly back in an instant, "Who bullied you!"

But the person on the other end of the phone only cared about gasping, and couldn't say a word at all.

This really scared Qin Xiaolu to death, and she suddenly had a very bad premonition. When they were freshmen, a female dormitory of their same level was crawled in through the window at night in the dark, and the girl who had the accident went abroad that year and never appeared in school again.

She looked through the glass window of the high-speed rail, looked at the dark night outside, and sighed in her heart.

Just when she wanted to call the police immediately, the half-dead crying man said something she understood.

"I, I'll send you, Xiao Qiu did it, made an edit. "I usually have a smiling voice, but today I am completely choked.

Qin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, and when she wanted to ask again, the phone was hung up first.

In the dormitory chat group, which has been quiet, a 6-minute long video pops up, which is slowly being received.

6 minutes, which is exactly a little more than a song.

Qin Xiaolu suddenly thought of the Masked Singer's show, and her anxious heart suddenly beat faster.

However, anyone who has ever been on the train knows that the Internet in some places can only be described by the word "broken soul".

This 6-minute long video, Qin Xiaolu stared at her eyes and was about to fight cocks, and it was finally downloaded after half an hour.

Immediately bent down and took out the headphones in the backpack on the ground and put them on, instantly isolating the noise in the carriage, Qin Xiaolu took a breath before solemnly ordering it.

At the beginning of the video, Ding Han, the famous host who is familiar to all ages, is standing on the stage in a suit, and he is handing the microphone to the side, "The first few people all said that their songs are meaningful, so what about you today?"

The camera quickly followed his words and slowly moved to the girl standing next to him.

She wore a crimson and black checkered long-sleeved shirt with the cuffs folded haphazardly, revealing her slender and white wrists. The hem of the shirt lacked the last button, one corner tucked into a light blue denim skirt, and the other corner was playfully exposed.

The slender legs without a trace of fat were wrapped in black stockings, and a pair of ordinary crimson sneakers were stepped on on them.

The long hair that reached his waist, just a simple ponytail, and a pearwood-colored acoustic guitar on his shoulders.

Standing on the stage, she seems to be just an extremely ordinary young girl who pursues music.

Qin Xiaolu's eyes flickered involuntarily.

I'm just a duck like this, just like myself.

Not a single ornament of value, not a single designer of clothing, just an acoustic guitar, and their music.

And when Qin Xiaolu's thoughts drifted away, the processed duck voice on the stage had already sounded, "I really hope a friend can hear this song." ”

"For many nights, every time I wanted to give up, she always smiled and said, if you don't have a dream, what's the difference between that and salted fish?

"She's very homely but very funny, she and I used to have the same dream, we used to grit our teeth and work hard together. However...... Today, I can't find her anymore. ”

"I stand here, and I never see her again. ”

"I wish she could hear me calling now...... Long time no see, Sanding. ”

As her voice fell, the entire stage went dark, and then a large screen lit up!

In the video, there is a clear blue sky, floating white clouds, a street with few pedestrians, and a small café around the corner.

There was a girl with a backpack and a high ponytail, standing in the middle of the road with the camera on her back.

I'm just a duck!" Qin Xiaolu almost shouted.