After the divorce, the song "It's a pity it's not you" became popular all over t

Wu Qixian and the members of the guessing group discussed in a low voice, and when they turned around, they hugged their shoulders proudly.

"I see, you are Jin Zhiwen."

Nothing is reversed.

It was indeed Jin Zhiwen.

To the surprise of netizens, "The Masked Singer" actually cost a fortune.

In the first match of the first period, the veteran singer Yang Shishen and the still famous Jin Zhiwen could be eliminated.

It is conceivable how powerful the others are.

"I'm afraid the production of this program will cost hundreds of millions!"

"These two are also considered seniors in the music industry, especially Yang Shishen, who has been famous for more than ten years, and was eliminated when he came up."

"Terrible, terrible!"

"I'm looking forward to it even more. Who are those people who haven't picked their noodles!"

"Do you think there will be some emperor superstars?"

"It is very likely that the superstar you mentioned has just sung on stage."

......

After the show ended, it was already very late, because the other four singers hadn't lifted their masks yet, and the show team didn't organize a party for everyone.

They went back separately.

Back at the hotel, Chen Feng was lying on the bed in a big shape.

It was exhausting to carry the tiger's head for so long.

The phone vibrated twice.

Chen Feng stretched out his hand to pat the bed a few times, and found the phone.

Barely opened his eyes.

It's Ling Bingyan.

"I wish you a happy Year of the Tiger Tigger, how do you feel?"

Chen Feng quickly tapped the phone screen a few times with his fingers.

"Haha, you know which one is me!"

"Naturally, isn't it easy to recognize you?"

"Can you sing today?"

"You sing very well. I like to hear it, Mr. Tiger."

.......

Sure enough, temperament still exists, even though she has that tiger head on, no matter how much she hides it, it still hasn't escaped her eyes.

Early the next morning, under Xiao Wang's cover, Chen Feng and Ling Bingxue left Hangzhou and returned to the capital.

After returning, Chen Feng went back to the apartment directly. He didn't sleep well in the hotel, so he went home to catch up on sleep.

And Ling Bingxue has long been accustomed to this kind of busy life, and went to the company full of energy.

After returning home, Chen Feng lay on the bed, thinking about how to sing "The Masked Singer" next week.

Whether it is the style of music or the sound, it must be changed.

After thinking about it, he opened the canyon mobile game.

Start today's ranking.

......

Chapter 92 Let You Go to the Music Festival

The next day, Chen Feng came to the company.

After greeting his colleagues, Chen Feng returned to his office.

As soon as he sat down, there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

Pushing the door open was Ling Bingxue's secretary Xiao Zhang, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

As a secretary, Xiao Zhang naturally knows some things that others don't.

For example, Ling Bingyan's thoughts towards Chen Feng.

"Morning, Teacher Chen!"

"Morning, Xiao Zhang!"

For some reason, when Xiao Zhang uttered these two words, his voice was broken.

Chen Feng coughed twice and cleaned up.

I thought it might be the sequelae of spraying with my teammates last night.

Chen Feng went crazy in the canyon last night.

During this time, Chen Feng has transformed from a rookie to a canyon slasher.

Triple kill and Quadra kill are often taken, and even two Penta kills.

But still can't escape the ending of being cheated by teammates.

I played for one night and only got three stars.

No matter how good the mentality is, I am afraid that these "primary school students" will grind their edges and corners.

His eyebrows moved slightly.

Secretary Zhang put the coffee on Chen Feng's table, chatted with Chen Feng casually and left.

It's just that the topics of the conversation made Chen Feng a little inexplicable, and they all revolved around Ling Bingyan.

But he still didn't pay much attention to it.

Two days ago in Hangzhou, Chen Feng and Ling Bingxue were thinking about making an album of songs from this period of time.

This small album is still three songs.

"Blue and White Porcelain", "Rice Fragrance" and "It's a pity that there is no if".

It's just that Ling Bingxue didn't come to the company for some unknown reason, and Ling Bingyan wasn't there either.

About half an hour later, the door of Chen Feng's office rang again.

It was Xiao Zhang who pushed the door and entered.

"Mr. Chen, your package!"

After putting it down, Xiao Zhang went out, leaving only Chen Feng with a confused face.

What is this for?

Don't have express delivery?

Chen Feng looked at the small package on the table and fell into deep thought.

In movies, there is usually an invisible thread in this kind of inexplicable package.

Just open the package yourself.

It will, bang!

Little die, it is possible to travel to other worlds again.

Will it travel to the world of Xianxia?

Or a fantasy world?

Or, World of Warcraft?

If someone else thought about this, they would definitely be considered mentally ill, but Chen Feng was someone who had indeed traveled through time.

It is no surprise that he has this idea.

Inadvertently, Chen Feng saw a strip on the side of the package.

It's the kind of takeaway printout with the package information written on it.

Take a look.

Throat lozenges?

This...

Chen Feng was very surprised, he opened the package in twos and twos.

Sure enough, there were several boxes of throat lozenges.

Who sent this?

Looked at the name of the order.

"Yan."

Only then did Chen Feng realize that it should be Ling Bingyan's name.

But, why use takeaway?

After tearing open a box, Chen Feng put a piece of throat lozenges into his mouth, and a refreshing feeling rushed into his mind.

The originally uncomfortable throat also felt refreshed.

Chen Feng took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

Beep twice.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Chen Feng looked at the phone.

Hang up for me?

Then, Chen Feng received a message.

"what?"

It's Ling Bingyan's.

"It's all right, thanks for the throat lozenges."

"It was delivered so soon? I heard that your throat is uncomfortable. Take two throat lozenges first!"

"Thank you, why are you not in the company?"

After a while, Ling Bingyan replied.

"My sister and I went to the Huaxia Music Association for a meeting. There is something big, and I will tell you when I go back."

"it is good!"

Chen Feng put down the phone.

Started to take out the scores of "Blue and White Porcelain", "Taoxiang", and "Unfortunately No If", and then made some adjustments.

Since it is an album, the accompaniment and soundtrack should be more delicate.

......

The progress of the modification was nearly halfway, and the sound of high heels sounded outside the company.

Without knocking on the door, Ling Bingxue led Ling Bingyan and Susan and pushed the door in.

Ling Bingxue threw her handbag aside and sat directly on the sofa.

Chen Feng looked up and saw that the expressions of the three people were not very good, and he immediately continued to work on revising the manuscript.

Three women in one drama, he doesn't want to get into trouble now.

Just as Chen Feng lowered his head, he heard Ling Bingxue's voice.