only heard Chen Mo say the words "The Masked God of Songs", Qiu Dalin, who originally planned to hang out in the bar all night, returned to the hotel at the fastest speed he could achieve.

"Brother Xiaohei, I told you that you don't read much, so you can't lie to me! Did you really participate in the recording of "The Masked God of Songs"? No, this time is not right, this fifth episode of the masked singer has already been broadcast, and the sixth episode will not be broadcast for several days......"

As soon as they met back at the hotel, Qiu Dalin immediately couldn't wait to ask.

"Who told you that variety shows are equal to live shows?"

Chen Mo was speechless.

Don't talk about anything else, let's just say that Chen Mo recorded this episode of "The Masked God of Songs" today if it is really a live broadcast, and it can't be broadcast for two hours, which TV station is willing to spend so long broadcasting like this?

Do you want to broadcast other shows? Do you want to insert the advertisement of the daily money?

You must know that only by editing first, shortening the duration of the program and then inserting advertisements, then the program can be officially broadcast!

In a sense, the difference between this kind of variety show and making TV or movies is actually that its post-production time is tight.

"Oh, that's it......" After listening to Chen Mo's explanation, Qiu Dalin suddenly realized that he had been taught, and then hurriedly asked: "Brother Xiaohei, you must have won the first place in this issue of "The Masked God of Songs", right?" Is it cool to be a masked god of song? Oh also, Brother Xiaohei, you hid it from me so hard, I knew you were here to do this, what kind of girl are I going to soak! ”

"It hurts my fragile soul too much, Brother Xiaohei, you think I don't know, there are so many beautiful girls on the show "The Masked God of Songs"!"

Qiu Dalin was heartbroken and annoyed, and his original form was accidentally revealed.

"I'm disappointed Dalin, there are so many beautiful girls, I don't care about this at all, the only thing I can be sure of is - the next masked singer, not me."

Chen Mo made a decadent appearance.

"Brother Xiaohei, don't tease me, with your strength, can you get the God of Song? Ah, I understand, I understand, Brother Xiaohei, you are just afraid that I will use this as a reason to make you bleed! ”

Qiu Dalin resolutely did not believe it.

"Originally, I was going to surprise you and Nuan Nuan, but now...... All that's left is shock. ”

Chen Mo added.

"Brother Hei, you...... You really didn't lie to me? ”

Qiu Dalin finally half-believed.

"Nope." Chen Mo replied: "After singing two songs, you will be disgraced, is it pitiful?" ”

"W-What...... Brother Black, you must cheer up! Hold on! In fact, "The Masked God of Songs" is an egg, isn't it just an entertainment show, and if you don't give it a god of songs, you dare to eliminate Brother Xiaohei in one issue? It's really the opposite, it's okay if this kind of bad show isn't on it, and I won't watch it in the future! And to mobilize everyone to stop watching! ”

Qiu Dalin was successfully taken to the ditch by Chen Mo, and thought that Chen Mo was eliminated by the show, so he hurriedly tried to comfort Chen Mo with righteous indignation, and said that he would completely draw a line with the "Masked God of Songs" program with many beautiful scenes.

"Good brother!"

Chen Mo walked over and patted Qiu Dalin on the shoulder vigorously.

"It's necessary, little black brother, who else will I help if I don't help you? We're the keyboardists and rappers of the Big White Band! ”

Qiu Dalin was photographed all over his body, and replied with his neck raised and his chest held high.

"Actually, I will participate in the next "Masked Singer", I hope to take the name of a single issue of the Masked Singer, as the keyboardist and rapper of the Big White Band, and then Dalin, you will have to help me cover again."

Chen Mo, who was holding back a smile, said again.

"It's necessary, who will follow the two of us, little black brother...... Wait a minute! Haven't you been eliminated, little black brother?! ”

Qiu Dalin patted his chest without saying a word, and then finally figured out what Chen Mo said.

Chen Mo laughed when he heard this, and the success of joking with Qiu Dalin made his mood brighter.

"Little Black Brother!" Qiu Dalin gritted his back molars and pounced on Chen Mo with a strange scream: "Take your life!! ”

So after a lot of commotion, Chen Mo promised Qiu Dalin that when he returned to Chang'an, he would immediately record a new song of the "Big White Band", and the keyboard and rap content must not be missing, so he finally reluctantly settled it.

Of course, Chen Mo paid for the dinner, and Chen Mo also reimbursed the first-class plane ticket for the return trip, which also became a matter of no suspense.

And seeing that Chen Mo was indeed not full of negative emotions because of the loss in the first battle, Qiu Dalin, a guy who was not so heavy on color and light friends as measured by Chen Mo, also became happy again.

Of course, whether Qiu Dalin is happy that he can continue to watch "The Masked God of Songs" is only known to him.

……

In the evening of the next day, Chen Mo and Qiu Dalin returned to the bustling Chang'an City with the moonlight.

"Hey, people really should go around and take a look, go out and come back, I know that Chang'an is a good place...... The air is so dry! ”

Qiu Dalin, who was wearing bloomers and a trendy shirt, began to sigh as soon as he walked out of the airport.

Can you not feel it? Is there a good difference between a humid area and a semi-wet and semi-dry area......

Chen Mo, who was carrying two large bags of Huaiyin native products, glanced at Qiu Dalin, who was full of emotion, and then hurriedly called.

Confirming that Qiu Fangfang was in the Five Music Square, Chen Mo and Qiu Dalin took a taxi and went straight to the Five Music Square, but they were stuck in traffic all the way until ten o'clock in the evening before finally arriving.

"Aima, I now strongly demand that the capital be moved to any other place! This car is jammed, and my buddy was almost suffocated in the car! ”

Qiu Dalin pulled out the car door, grabbed his stomach and howled, jumped out of the car, and went straight to the toilet in Le Fang.

"Stinky boy! Who's your buddy?! It's not that I'm afraid that you will urinate in public**, your uncle and I will definitely educate you for at least half an hour of the order of the young and the old! Qiu Fang, who heard the news and came to pick up the car, blew his beard and glared at Qiu Dalin who was rushing to the wolf, but after scolding Qiu Dalin, who had lost the face of the old Qiu family, the old man looked at Chen Mo's expression again, and immediately became amiable again: "Come back, Xiao Chen, how do you feel about going out to collect wind this time?" Are you inspired to create new lyrics and songs? ”

"Old Qiu, this is a little bit of local specialty that I casually used when I was playing, which are basically warm and tonic ingredients and medicinal materials that are more suitable for middle-aged and elderly people, so I brought back a little bit for your old man, Uncle Quan, and Grandma Liu. It's not worth anything, it's a little bit of caution for me to be a junior, old Qiu, don't shirk it! ”

Chen Mo didn't say if there were any new lyrics and songs, but first stuffed a bag of local products in his hand to Qiu Fangzhu.

"Don't shirk, don't shirk, Xiao Chen, you kid really have a heart!" Qiu Fang owner took the souvenirs brought back by Chen Mo, his face was full of old and relieved looks, but immediately the poor Qiu Dalin lay down again: "Xiao Chen, comparing Dalin's little rabbit cub with you is simply disobedient and unfilial!" After a long journey, this little rabbit cub actually brought back a bubble of poop! ”

Poor Qiu Dalin, if he heard the words of his third uncle, I am afraid that he would have to squat in the toilet tonight and wash his face with tears.

"Cough, cough, Qiu Lao, I went out to collect wind this time, and I did find some inspiration to create a new song......"

Chen Mo hurriedly interrupted, in case the owner of Qiu Fang, an elder whom he respected very much, said something other more decent.

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