"I can't see it unless I'm close, and you won't let me see it even if I use my mobile phone to look at it."

"In such a small room, you don't wear headphones to watch, and the voices on the two mobile phones sing back and forth. Is it nice?"

Yang Chaoyue sniffed: "Aren't you also not wearing headphones?"

Lin Xun stared at him: "I am the boss and you are the boss?"

"You are, you are, that's fine." Yang Chaoyue crossed her arms around her chest, and was so angry that she didn't even look at her phone.

A few minutes later, Black Swan stepped down, Wang Han introduced Monkey King, and also played a short video.

Halfway through the clip, the staff knocked on the lounge door and told Lin Xun to go to the backstage offstage. Yang Chaoyue wanted to follow, but was stopped by the staff.

"Sorry, you can't go there."

The singer on stage wears a mask. As long as he does not announce his name, no one will know who he is. Only in this way can he maintain a sense of mystery.

It is not easy to guess the singer's name, but it is not difficult to guess the singer based on the assistant.

If Yang Chaoyue accidentally entered the scene, the variety show would be ruined.

Any channel program group that can reveal the information of the singer must be blocked.

"If you don't go, then don't go." Yang Chaoyue turned around, picked up her mobile phone to watch the live broadcast, and on the table were the grapes prepared for Lin Xun by the program group. She was not polite and started to eat.

Eating and watching at the same time, not to mention, very pleasant.

On the stage, the dim yellow light came on, and Lin Xun came out.

The stage staff hooked their waists, trotted and carried a chair to the front of the stage. When they turned around and ran back, they almost fell down, but Lin Xun helped them.

"Is this Monkey King a big brand? The staff is so nervous."

"I don't know if it's big or not, but I'm tall, tall and straight, and looks very handsome, even my mother who doesn't show his face recognizes it."

"Don't say it, it's not easy to find a handsome guy in the singer circle. I hope Monkey King doesn't die at the sight of light."

"Expect who he is."

"The hair is very black and thick. It should be a young man."

"Are you sure you mean the hair?"

"Fuck, you have to drive on this broken road."

After the fermentation of the black swan, there are now more than 1000 million people in the live broadcast room, and many viewers do not open the barrage because they cannot see the content once they are opened.

Lin Xun nodded towards the orchestra, and stepped forward to sit on the chair at the front of the stage. He chose a comfortable sitting position, with one foot bent and resting on the leg of the chair.

The prelude sounded, and he whistled along.

"Damn, pretending to be aggressive, too pretending, who the hell is this?"

"Sit and sing, don't talk, and whistle. Although there is no audience in the audience, there are tens of millions of netizens behind the camera. Are you not nervous at all?"

"General singers should have weak legs when they come up, right? This buddy is relaxed, and there is almost no fruit plate next to him."

"Looking at his body shape, he looks a bit like Li Keqin. I guess it's him. Take a gamble."

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[Chapter 144.143: The black swan reveals its face, memories of youth]

Song: Wrangler City

Sung by: Monkey King

On the big screen on the stage, an unfamiliar song title appeared, and the audience in the live broadcast room was a little confused. Someone searched it casually, and all major music platforms did not have this song.

In other words, it is very likely that this is a new song that has not been released.

Invisibly, it increases the difficulty of guessing the singer.

"Traveling in the streets and buildings"

"My heart is a horse and a hunting ground"

"The Greatest Vulnerability"

"But that's it"

Facing the empty venue, Lin Xun wasn't nervous at all. Here he couldn't see the audience, and couldn't see any information in the live broadcast room.

It is no different from singing in ktv.

Very relaxed.

The male voice with a bit of vicissitudes spoke, and the eyes of the netizens in the live broadcast room lit up.

"This singer, there is something."

"This song, the first two sentences are not bad, looking forward to the next."

"666, another great god?"

"It's over, the black swan is about to lose."

"When I opened my mouth, my old lady was put in."

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Just listening to the singing, I can't guess who the singer is. For so many years in the music scene, there are countless singers. Who knows who is who?

Unless it's people with distinctive voices like Liu Dehua, Zhang Xueyou, Han Hong, and Zhang Yu.

But you can tell who these are by listening to them, and the program group will not invite them.

When Lin Xun sang, his voice was deliberately muffled, and he had a bit of an original voice. It was too difficult for ordinary audiences to guess him.

"The pain and itch of being free from the city"

"Missing a beloved girl"

"Declaration of that ideal to the world"

"Nowhere to go"

"Doing whatever you want is frivolous"

"Invincibility is sadness"

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