"Well, if he doesn't participate in the show, it will save the leaders from worrying about this and that!"

Since Qiu Yang said that he would not be a guest of the guessing panel in the finals, Director Hu is not too difficult. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qiu Yang didn't go to the studio today, and after a while, Li Bin called.

"Hey Qiu Yang, leave me five tickets for the finals of "The Masked God of Songs"!"

Listening, Qiu Yang wondered, "You want to come to see the finals?" ”

Li Bin smiled: "That's a must!" It's rare that your show is coming to an end, and a few buddies must go over to cheer! ”

Qiu Yang said: "Where are you here to cheer!" It's clear that he came over to eat and drink and take advantage of me! ”

"Hehe, you just need to be self-aware! Not to mention, we'll go over at noon tomorrow, remember to leave five tickets! ”

"Alright, yours are indispensable!" Qiu Yang hung up the phone, thinking about the moment he unveiled himself on the stage, and he didn't know what kind of expressions Li Bin and the others would have?

Subsequently, Director Zhang, Xiao Tianyao, Pan Shuqin, Tang Yuyan and others all asked Qiu Yang for tickets, after all, "The Masked God of Songs" is a program planned by Qiu Yang, and he will definitely be able to get tickets for this VIP audience, and the best location on the scene is the VIP audience, so the big guys all found Qiu Yang.

"That's easy to say, but I have to ask, if I don't have extra tickets, I can't do anything about it!"

Hey, these annoying guys, why did they come to me today to ask for tickets.

Qiu Yang reluctantly called back Director Hu's phone.

Well? Did he change his mind?

Director Hu answered the phone suspiciously, and Qiu Yang said: "Mr. Hu, are there any extra tickets in the VIP audience of the finals now?" ”

"How many do you want?" Director Hu asked directly, the tickets for the VIP audience are not sold to the public.

Qiu Yang thought for a while and said, "Then leave me 30 sheets!" ”

Hearing that, Director Hu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

30 shots? Still? You're a bandit!

"Cheng, I'll send someone to your studio when the time comes." Director Hu agreed with a wry smile.

"Thanks!"

......

The finals of "The Masked God of Songs" will be held tomorrow night at the Bird's Nest.

The next morning, the stage was set up and everything was ready to go!

"Hey, hey." Staff debugging sound equipment.

"Microphone sound OK!"

"Lights OK!"

"The equipment is fine!"

Rehearsals for the show have begun!

At this time, Qiu Yang, who was incarnated as a masked singer [Ugly Eight Monsters], sat quietly under the stage. Now there are seven hours left before the recording of the show, and in these seven hours, every singer has to rehearse on the spot, so as not to have any problems at the time, after all, the finals are broadcast live on TV, and once something goes wrong, then there is no way to save it!

"Who the hell are you?" [White Rose] had just finished rehearsing two pieces, and then walked up to Qiu Yang and asked.

Qiu Yang's voice said strangely through the voice changer: "Tonight's game will naturally come to light, why are you in a hurry?" ”

[White Rose] stared at Qiu Yang with clear and moving eyes, and said, "You are Qiu Yang, right?" The [Ugly Monster] on the stage that day was just a stand-in for you, right? ”

Did you guess it? Qiu Yang said calmly: "I can guess who you are, but you will never guess who I am." ”

Looking at [Ugly Eight Monsters]'s eyes and tone that did not change in the slightest, [White Rose] was even more puzzled in her heart, she knew so many famous singers in the music world, except for Qiu Yang who had such excellent musical talent, she really couldn't think of any singer who could match the identity of [Ugly Eight Monsters]!

"And who do you say I am?" [White Rose] asked with a smile.

Qiu Yang said lightly: "You are the queen of heaven Zhang Bing." ”

"Congratulations, you guessed wrong!" [White Rose] said.

"I guessed right!"

"You're really not Qiu Yang?"

"I'm not!"

Seeing that she couldn't get the identity of [Ugly Eight Monsters], [White Rose] was too depressed in her heart, and [Ugly Eight Monsters] really guessed correctly, she was indeed the queen Zhang Bing!

Who the hell is this guy!

Is it a new rookie singer?

Forget it! When tonight's game is over, you'll know who he is!

"Blame the teacher, it's time for your rehearsal next." Sun Lili walked over and announced.

Qiu Yang hummed and walked onto the stage with the sheet music he had prepared in his hand.

"Here are the four songs I've prepared for tonight."

When the music director of the Harley Band saw it, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Hemp egg!" ”

It's an original song again!

From the first episode of the show to the final finals, this guy actually sang his own original songs!

Served!

Who the hell is he?

Although the members of the Harley Band are used to it, they are still very surprised when they look at the unfamiliar four tunes! The other masked singers on stage have also sung original songs, but none of them are as crazy as [Ugly Eight]! This guy sings his own original songs from beginning to end!

Qiu Yang's rehearsal has begun!

When the unfamiliar tune came out, the other 11 masked singers present who participated in the finals could only smile bitterly!

Really! This guy really sang his own original song!

It's over, it's no fun!

I feel that the champion of "The Masked God of Songs" is flying him!

On the stage, Qiu Yang held the microphone and did not sing, but carefully catered to the accompaniment melody, humming softly in his mouth......

Airport.

Zhang Jiang drove a business car to greet the arrival of Li Bin and others for Qiu Yang......

"That guy Qiu Yang actually refused to come and pick up the plane in person! I saw through him! Li Bin said disgustedly.

Zhang Jiang helped Qiu Yang lie with a wry smile on his face: "Director Qiu is helping to supervise the work of the finals of "The Masked God of Songs", so let me come and pick you up." ”

"I'm tired." Dong Yunxi smiled and said, "Fortunately, Qiu Yang didn't come to pick up the airport, otherwise we would have to spend a lot of time to leave the airport." ”

"That's not necessarily, just Qiu Yang's loss of goods, there will be no fans surrounding him!" The fat man complained, and everyone got into the car and set off towards the hotel that Qiu Yang had arranged.

In the evening, the finals of "The Masked God of Songs" are about to start recording!

The audience is entering the arena one after another!

"I'll go, this stage is even cooler and more beautiful than last year's "Good Singing"!"

"God, the decoration design of this stage is too luxurious, right?"

"Amazing, no wonder the ratings of "The Masked God of Songs" are so high, this is a real blood! It's like other programs, the accompaniment band is not famous, the stage decoration is unsightly, and the sound quality is so poor, it can't be compared with Qiu Yang's program at all! ”

Backstage, the 12 masked singers who participated in the final finals are all gearing up, waiting to take the stage!

Tonight is destined to be a much-anticipated music festival! (To be continued.) )