A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

As the top domestic traffic, Autumn Harvest is still very well-known, and the little girls at the scene were very happy.

They don't consider the singing ability of the contestants at all, as long as they are their favorite idols, they will unconditionally support them.

The audience on the Internet is much more rational, and they speak quite directly.

"I don't discriminate against small fresh meat, but my grandma can sing better than him."

"It's too ugly. No wonder I think the current songs are not as good as before."

"Autumn Harvest has a good reputation among Xiaoxianrou, but after leaving Xiuyin, singing is still eye-catching."

"Oh my god~ someone help me, I can't listen anymore."

Li Mushang was also very embarrassed, and even wanted to help the other party find the harmony.

The rules of the show made him resist the urge and wait patiently.

After 1 minute of singing, it was finally his turn to sing.

Walking slowly to the middle of the stage, all eyes are on him at this moment, this feeling is really cool.

Li Mushang felt that the blood in his heart seemed to be burning.

They have waited too long, they are longing for the stage, longing for applause and cheers.

The lights around the stage have been turned off, and the microphone is held in both hands, singing.

"I pray ~ to have a transparent heart, and eyes that can shed tears."

"Give me the courage to believe again, to embrace you beyond lies!"

His singing made people very comfortable, and the atmosphere that was originally destroyed by the little donkey was gathered together in an instant.

The whole scene was completely silent, even the girls who had been chattering and supporting the little donkey covered their mouths in surprise, for fear of disturbing the singing.

The guests of the guessing group were even more surprised.

The chorus part sung by Wuxia is very difficult, the tone will fluctuate up and down in each note, and the control of the voice must be very strong.

Even if it is the original singer, the song will often break when sung offline.

Wuxia's singing is too perfect, perfect like a piece of jade without impurities.

Teacher Wu, Da Changwei, and Lao Xue are all musicians. They knew the difficulty and were shocked.

Old Xue stuttered when he spoke: "Does Teacher Wu's voice sound familiar to you?"

"Wu Xia is definitely a singer at the general level, but I can't remember who it is."

Wu Qixian frowned, thoughtful.

He kept searching in his mind, but he didn't have any clue about the figure that overlapped with the voice.

Only then did the guessing group realize that the program group was not as simple as imagined, and they were also a little confused about where this person came from.

As old people in the entertainment industry, they were actually very confident before they were invited to this show.

This circle is not big or small.

Most of the famous singers have a lot of small singing habits, which are easy to be guessed.

Director Zhang Ye gave everyone a big blow at the beginning. He told everyone with his actions that we are serious about this show.

At the edge of the stage, the little donkey's autumn harvest was completely bewildered at this time, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

Before the start of the competition, he estimated that he assigned all the difficult parts to the opponent. This song is very difficult, and even professional singers are prone to mistakes.

Qiushou knew that his ability was not enough to advance, so he thought that Wuxia could make a serious mistake in the chorus, so that he could advance logically.

The development of the matter was completely different from what he had imagined, and the other party showed his face with ease.

Qiushou felt aggrieved, and felt that Director Zhang deliberately made things difficult for him by assigning him such a powerful opponent.

The audience at the scene has been completely brought into the song, and no one knows who turned on the light of the mobile phone and raised it high.

Gradually, the entire audience at the scene took out their mobile phones and held them up high.

From Li Mushang's point of view, the front of him has completely become an ocean of bright stars.

The guessing group has completely given up, and Li Mushang's voice changes too much to be able to guess at all. Rather than racking his brains, it is better to enjoy the other party's singing.

They stood up and held up the lights of their mobile phones, shaking their arms regularly, and joined in.

Li Mushang inserted the microphone into the microphone stand, held it with one hand naturally, raised one hand high and pointed to the sky, and continued to speak.

"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the dark."

"Oh~~oh. The brightest star in the night sky."

"Please guide me closer to you!"

After the chorus part was sung, there were loud cheers from the scene.

A backstage staff member ran to the chief director Zhang Ye's side with a face full of surprise, with tears of excitement in his eyes.

"Director Zhang~ Our show is a hit!"

"The ratings have broken 3, and the number of online viewers has exceeded [-] million."

Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV has always been in the second echelon among local satellite TVs in China, and it also produces a large number of programs with huge investment every year, and the effect is somewhat unsatisfactory.

The TV station was holding their breath, and they wanted to squeeze into the ranks of the first-line TV stations.

Zhang Ye's joining gave them hope, and this "Masked Singer" was born.

The viewership rating broke 3 at the beginning of the broadcast, which directly made this program reach the top of the same period in China, and officially announced that Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV were going to launch an impact on the first-line TV stations.

Zhang Ye also clenched his fist heavily after hearing the ratings.

During this period of time, he was under considerable pressure, and the strings in his heart were always tense.

Now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The audience on the Internet was quite satisfied with Wuxia's singing, and the dense barrage swept over, making people dizzy.

"I declare that I have become a fan of Wuxia."

"Haha~ I'm the same as upstairs, I'm already his die-hard fan."

"The Wuxia Fan Support Club has been established."

"This is what a Chinese artist should look like."

"I'm looking forward to his solo."

"Autumn Harvest completely destroyed the integrity of this song, looking forward to Wuxia's second round of solo."

"Who is Wuxia, I am very curious now."

"The voice is very good, but it doesn't match the familiar artist in memory at all."

"I really want to know who Wuxia is?"

In just a few minutes, the hot topic on Weibo appeared, who is Wuxia.

This is not buying a navy at all, but a hot search on the natural heat, it should not be too exaggerated.

The first round of joint performances has been sung, and Li Mushang thinks it is quite enjoyable.

It’s not just about performing on such a big stage, wearing a mask also gives him an unprecedented sense of freedom.

Just like the original intention of the show, it does not rely on looks or fame, and the works speak on stage.

Hearty and unfinished, the lights came on, and Li Mushang and the little donkey bowed to the audience to thank them.