Shocked: The opening confession letter was sent to the female CEO by mistake

Lin Feng walked to the hall where the program was recorded, searched around, and saw Pei Xia Ning waving to him.

He walked up to Pei Xia Ning slowly, and said in a flat tone, "Boss Pei came to see my show?"

Pei Xia Ning rolled her eyelids, and said coldly, "Of course I'm here to see other singers."

"Oh."

Oh, what do you mean, could it be that you are jealous!

Bad, she won't give Lin Feng the illusion that she doesn't like him!
Pei Xia Ning hurriedly explained: "In addition to watching other singers, there is also you. I came here to listen to your songs."

"Ah."

Hmm, what do you mean? Is the flat tone concealing my anger? Wouldn't the gloomy complexion mean inferiority? I'm afraid that I won't like him if I lose the game?
Lin Feng yawned, and Pei Xia Ning leaned closer, squinting at his subtle expression, which was to hide his liking for her while pretending to be calm.

Seeing Pei Xia Ning getting closer, Lin Feng shrunk his neck, and saw that the lips were almost on his own. Lin Feng pinched Pei Xia Ning's face and pushed it aside.

"Boss Pei, calm down."

Lin Feng pinched her face, inexplicably feeling that it felt good, soft and sticky like a small dumpling.

He squeezed it again, it was cute.

"Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, withdrew his hand, and coughed softly: "The game will be played soon, I have something to do and I will leave first."

"and many more……"

Lin Feng turned around and looked at Pei Xia Ning, frowning, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"If you really like me, just say it, and I won't—"

She smiled shyly, looked up again and Lin Feng was gone.

The screen was full of embarrassment, Pei Xia Ning stomped her feet angrily: "I told you I was lost, what are you doing so fast!"

sin!
It's all because of that mistaken confession, and it's all because of his cheap hands.

Thinking that Lin Feng had already arrived backstage, Yang Fan arrived earlier, glanced at Lin Feng and said lightly, "Yo, I just finished playing the game!"

Lin Feng: "..."

Damn bitch, the mouth is really big enough.

He remained silent, Yang Fan became more and more aggressive and said, "You said you like playing games, why do you want to participate in the competition? Isn't this a waste of resources?"

"none of your business?"

"Lin Feng, you have become famous anyway, can you stop being so rude!" Yang Fan glared at Lin Feng, and said word by word.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, glanced at Yang Fan lightly: "Fuck, get out, idiot!"

"You fucking don't understand human language, do you?"

Lin Feng repeated the previous words with no expression on his face: "Fuck, get out, idiot!"

"you……"

It wasn't until the host called the names of the two that Yang Fan put away his emotions and glared angrily at Lin Feng as he came on stage.

Lin Feng glanced at Yang Fan and walked to the stage.

In the auditorium, Pei Xia Ning just arrived, and squeezed into the seat for a long time.

This Lin Feng left as soon as he said he would leave, and she called Leng Shao to find the match scene. The more Pei Xia Ning thought about it, the more angry she was, and she glared at Lin Feng on the stage several times.

"Both singers have come to the end, please give warm applause from the audience."

The judge's chair began to sing, and Yang Fan couldn't get it out after singing the blue and white porcelain, so he sang "I just met you" posted on Douyin.

This Yang Fan is really thick-skinned, Lin Feng smiled under the mask.

"Isn't this my favorite blogger style song?"

"Why does he always sing songs of the wind? Don't you have any songs to sing yourself!"

"So speechless, how did you get into the masked singer."

"Isn't this just paddling and fooling the audience?"

"To be honest, I knew it was Yang Fan as soon as I heard the voice."

"I've watched good music seven or eight times. I can hear every singer's tone with my eyes closed. He is the worst singer."

"That's right, I don't know how it will be resurrected."

"Didn't he also say that his blue and white porcelain is made by Hefeng?"

"I watched the live broadcast, but Feng didn't say that, he must be making it up."

After Yang Fan sang, not only did he not get applause, he was also scolded by a group of people. Yang Fan's complexion was extremely bad, blue and black intertwined.On the other side, Lin Feng picked up the microphone and sang blue and white porcelain.

In stark contrast to Yang Fan's male duck voice, it was obvious that Lin Feng sang better, and a group of people were applauded by his singing voice.

"This must have been sung by Fengshen. The song of Juefengshen is still surprisingly good!"

"Ahhh, I love it, I want to kiss the peak god through the mask!"

"The peak god is mine, you win!"

"The peak god is the eternal god."

After singing a song, Lin Feng took down the microphone and watched the audience bow slightly.

The judges began to guess who the two were. Yang Fan didn't want to lose, so he began to mislead the judges, always saying some things that were not.The judges were also confused. Compared with Yang Fan, Lin Feng was very serious and answered directly.

Because of Yang Fan's scheming, the judges guessed Lin Feng.

Lin Feng lost, but the audience was not disappointed, but shouted Lin Feng's name loudly.

Yang Fan, who was complacent, became darker and darker. He stared at Lin Feng: "You are the one who lost, why are so many people leaning towards you?"

Lin Feng said lightly: "It's okay, let's find a class!"

"Lin Feng, don't fucking go!"

Because the masked singer Yang Fan won Lin Feng, there was a wave of hot searches, and many people said that Yang Fan was playing tricks and was unworthy.But Yang Fan sent the scarf and said: "Sorry, China Entertainment has already signed me."

"Is this showing off?"

"Laughing to death, winning the game with this method, and also being assigned to sign the company?"

"I think this kind of person should quit the music industry."

"The music world doesn't need this kind of scumbag!"

"It's disgusting to me. I feel like throwing up when I see his villainous appearance."

Yang Fan's scarf aroused public outrage, and the engine of the scarf was maxed out. At this time, many entertainment companies stood up and rushed to sign Lin Feng.

What Yuehua, doll machine baby and other companies competed frantically under Lin Feng's collar, and slapped Yang Fan in the face forcefully.

"Sorry, Fengshen doesn't need to sign a contract."

"Sorry, Fengshen is flying solo."

"Sorry, China Entertainment also wanted to sign Fengshen before."

"I'm dying of laughter, just show off, isn't it to show off signing the company? We Fengshen don't need to sign a contract at all!"

"Beautiful son, a large-scale face-slapping scene, directed by Yang Fan, actor Yang Fan, especially Fengshen."

"Hahahaha, this is the first time I have met such an idiot singer."

"No, there is another person named Xiao Ce in front of him, who claims to be the originator of the music industry who claims to be a plagiarism peak god!"

"No, sooner or later I will die laughing in my scarf."

Lin Feng looked at the scarf indifferently, then raised his eyes and landed on Li Kun who was driving: "What price has been set for the Divine Comedy in Wanbao Pavilion?"

"Now it's more than ten million." Li Kun turned his face and glanced at Lin Feng, pointing out something.

Lin Feng's expression was flat: "Ten million level, do you think you have the strength to win these songs?"

"I, how is it possible?"

Lin Feng remained silent, his eyes fell on the front, and he opened his lips and said, "Here we are."