on stage

As Overlord answers questions,

Na Ying and the rest of the audience all had disappointed looks on their faces.

But they do know.

This show is a gimmick that has been "masked".

If you tell the identity at random, there really isn't much suspense.

"Overlord, it's my turn to ask. I want to know, what is the background of the creation of your red wish? ”

After Na Ying finished asking, Luo Zhixiang picked up the microphone as soon as possible.

On the stage, the [mortal] who had been standing aside, his face under the mask was already full of hideousness.

He resented in his heart that the three judges didn't know how to lift, and they didn't know Taishan with their eyes.

hates the overlord around him even more, and takes away the brilliance that belongs to him.

He knew that he didn't need to comment on this game, and his loss was a foregone conclusion.

But she was not reconciled.

He is a dignified first-line star, and he bent his knees to participate in this garbage show, but he was not taken seriously.

At this time, he almost held a grudge against everyone in his heart.

But he didn't think about why he lost.

I didn't think about whether my singing skills were really lacking.

As a darling of the development of China as a stick country.

The characteristics of Huaxia Hahan have made him.

At the same time, it also made him ignore how many taels he had.

At this time, when everyone didn't know that he was the identity of the stick country.

His advantage is gone.

It can be said that his coming to participate in the masked singer was in itself an unwise choice.

"Teacher Piggy, I created this song based on the artistic conception of Farewell My Concubine. But at the same time, it was also created for someone I love so much. ”

Qi Chen's eyes glanced affectionately at Jia Tingting, who was teary-eyed under the stage, with a hint of bitterness in her voice.

As the overlord's words fell, the audience all boiled.

The soul of gossip in their hearts burned one after another.

Live room

[Oh my God, for one person, and it was created according to Farewell My Concubine. What the hell did the overlord go through]

[Woo, the overlord is so pitiful, obviously he loves it very much, but he can't accept it. 】

On the screen of the live broadcast room, a barrage was swiped.

Everyone was completely moved by Qi Chen's answer.

on stage

Hearing Qi Chen's answer, Luo Zhixiang was obviously stunned, he didn't expect the answer to be this.

He thought of Farewell My Concubine, but the latter answer was something he didn't expect.

"There's a kind of love called letting go. The overlord also had a crush. It seems that that person should have a better life. ”

Luo Zhixiang guessed.

"Give up on me, she can indeed have a better and happier life."

Qi Chen's words were pointed.

"Good. I'm done with my questions. ”

Luo Zhixiang sat down.

"Okay, next, it's the most tense voting PK link. Please pick up the voting machine in your hand and vote for your favorite person.

Now, start voting. ”

He Ling walked onto the stage.

Bring the rhythm of the stage to the next link.

Soon, a comparison of votes appeared on the big screen.

Qi Chen's face was indifferent, and he didn't have to think about it.

The live audience and the viewers watching the live broadcast, they were not a little nervous.

As a result, in fact, on the stage, it is basically doomed.

The popularity of the overlord land is too invincible now.

A minute later, on the big screen, the results of the votes came out.

43 to 957

As everyone expected, Overlord has an absolute advantage and won this PK upgrade.

"Congratulations to the Overlord for qualifying for the qualifiers. But [mortals] don't have to be discouraged, encountering an overlord is indeed a death game.

However, while waiting, as long as you finish first in the knockout group, you will have a chance to resurrect.

Come on. ”

At this time, He Ling noticed that something was wrong with the mortal's condition, and he cheered him down in time.

Soon, the Overlord and the Mortal moved towards the promotion group and the elimination group area respectively.

In the promotion group area, there is already a person sitting here at this time.

"Hey, Overlord, who are you, tell me secretly."

When Qi Chen walked to the promotion group area, the [Flower Picking Fairy] sitting in the seat suddenly leaned over and said.

He was dressed in pink and had a petal-shaped mask on his face.

The voice was soft, but Qi Chen could hear that the other party had obviously used a voice change.

"Nope."

Although the flower fairy looks like a soft and cute girl, Qi Chen is not in much mood at this time.

After he decisively refused, he closed his eyes directly and did not speak.

"Hmph, what's the spirit, if you don't say it, you won't say it."

The flower fairy was closed, and Mei glared at Qi Chen, snorted lightly, and didn't speak.

Seeing that the flower fairy was like this, Qi Chen also fell into a clean ear.

A minute later

In the middle of the stage, the third PK match begins.

This one is a race codenamed "Camel" and "Little Mushroom".

The full ten minutes of the game passed quickly.

The PK result is that [Camel] wins, and Moe Mei Paper [Little Mushroom] loses.

Qi Chen didn't hear the whole process at all.

His eyes and consciousness were almost all focused on Jia Tingting's body under the stage.

He knew that only now could he blatantly go to see her.

After he took off his mask, he basically didn't see each other.

Under the stage

Jia Tingting's mood also slowly stabilized.

The tears on his face have been wiped away.

It's just that her expression is still in a trance.

Her gaze was almost always tracking the overlord's voice.

It's just that her eyesight is not comparable to Qi Chen's, and during the game, the promotion group and the elimination group area, the lights are gray.

She could only faintly see the outline.

But despite this, she didn't look away.

"Iniquity."

Ouyang Qingqing beside him watched this scene.

She didn't understand, it was clear that Qi Chen and Jia Tingting were in love, so why did they torture each other like this.

But this, after all, is not her business, UC, as an outsider, is not very good at intervening too much, so she can only sigh slightly.

"Okay, three primaries, it's completely over. All three players in the promotion group were also selected.

Next, the second part of the masked singer is coming soon. From the promotion group, two players will be selected to qualify for the monthly finals. ”

He Ling is now in the middle of the stage.

"Next, please be the first in the promotion group, the flower fairy, and bring you a love song [Why I don't love you], everyone applauds."

After He Ling finished speaking, he retreated from the stage.

The flower fairy has been standing in the center of the stage for some time.

At this moment, under the stage, there was a stumbling applause.

Compared with the overlord, the atmosphere is really far from it.

"Hmph. Stinky Overlord. ”

Under the mask, the flower fairy wrinkled her nose and muttered.

But there wasn't much resentment on her face.

She came to participate in this competition. originally had a novel and fun attitude, and she is not in the singer industry, she has to work her own job, and she is a first-line movie actress.

Live room

[It's so slow, when will I get to Overlord]

[Oops, why isn't this the overlord's concert, I'm looking forward to the overlord singing the whole time]

[Guess who the overlord will be? 】

[Actually, the voice of this flower fairy is also quite good, but it's a pity to meet the overlord]

[If you want me to see, the king of Yueji singers, it must be the overlord, there is no suspense at all. ] The others are too different]

In the discussion of netizens in the live broadcast room, the singing of the flower fairy came to an end.

This time, the audience applauded much more enthusiastically.

But the flower fairy knows that many of them are for the second overlord to appear.

"Hmph, what's the big deal, stingy."

The Flower Fairy walked back to the promotion group, and when she passed by the overlord, she muttered in a low voice.

"Forehead ......"

A wry smile flashed across Qi Chen's face.

At this time, in the middle of the stage, He Ling's voice sounded:

"Next, please advance to the second place in the group - Overlord, and bring us his original songs......"

(End of chapter)