He has dominated the entertainment industry since returning to China!

Song Zeyi gritted his teeth and finished singing the song, then turned around and did a standard cool move.

He would strike this classic pose in almost every concert.

It is no less than publicly revealing one's identity.

The cheers from the audience behind him were getting louder and louder, almost drowning out the sound.

…………

Lin Jingshen quietly clasped his hands together, hoping that the stage accident just now would arouse other people's disgust and stop them from voting for Song Zeyi.

As a result, Sister Jing came to her surprise.

There were 7,000 spectators in the audience, and Song Zeyi still managed to get 4,500 votes despite such a poor performance!

Lu Yao didn't expect this either, she secretly took a breath of cold air.

It is estimated that Benboerba is in great danger this time.

"Please invite the jury to begin evaluating Black Rose's performance." Lu Yao handed the topic to the chief judge in the audience.

The first person the camera focuses on is Du Xian.

As a result, Queen Du said nothing and directly cast a veto vote.

Next it was Li Xun's turn.

Li Xun was surprised to see that his boss was so straightforward.

I'm direct, I'm the same.

Without saying a word, he pretended to be very disappointed, drew a negative card and threw it out.

The camera was given to Ye Ziqi, who talked about a bunch of nonsense, whether it was hard work or an accident.

He still gave the ticket to Song Zeyi, and a group of true fans started cheering.

…………

After seeing Song Zeyi off, Lu Yao looked much more relaxed. She deliberately played a riddle with the audience and joked with a smile.

"The singer who will be performing next is one of the most secretive of our masked singers. In the last episode, he gained a lot of condemnation from netizens for his antics."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Yue, who was sitting in front of the TV and watching the show with his girlfriend in his arms, suddenly became excited.

"She was the one who tricked me into crying last time. She is a very capable person." Lin Yue said calmly.

The woman resting her head on her boyfriend's legs reached out her hands and touched his cheeks, pulling them wantonly and saying, "Well, let me see what kind of singer is worthy of your attention."

…………

Shanghai Institute of Technology.

After seeing the news on Weibo that the princess would perform on stage again, Lin Ziran and his friends watched the recording of the show.

Such a pleasant and familiar voice is undoubtedly the leader's.

I directly browsed the BBS forum of the College of Technology, united the fans of Ying Ting from Shanghai Technology, and prepared to wait and watch the performance of the leader tonight.

…………

Huang Xiwen got off work early for the first time ever and lay down on the bed before nightfall.

Even though she was alone, she didn't feel lonely.

I turned on the TV series and watched "Masked Singer" on time.

She was waiting, waiting for someone who had once used music to heal her loneliness and heartache.

Even if it's just to hear her sing it again...

Hello tomorrow.

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Under everyone's gaze, the door was opened and Mr. Ying, dressed in a long blue robe, walked to the stage in a refined manner. He gently waved his folding fan, revealing a landscape painting in ink.

It has a good image, but it has a green-headed fish face.

No matter how many times Lu Yao watched it, she always felt like laughing.

She still restrained herself and asked politely, "Benboerba, are you here to act or recite ancient poems in your scholar's robe?"

"Don't call me Benbolba, call me Master Bobo today." Ying Ting said arrogantly, gently shaking the folding fan in her hand.

It seems to have perfectly portrayed the unruly nature of the greenhead fish and the spirit of a scholar.

In fact, in the eyes of the audience, it is just a green-headed fish in a scholar's robe who is sulking.

But it looks really funny.

…………

"Hahaha, no, you mean that person is Master Bobo." When Gu Ziyi saw Benboerba appear, she couldn't help laughing and kept patting Lin Yue's thigh.

It seemed like she was laughing at her boyfriend's eyes.

Lin Yue suppressed her smile, rolled her eyes at Gu Ziyi, and said, "You are too superficial. Don't be fooled by the superficial phenomena of things."

"Okay, okay, I believe you."

…………

Weibo.

【God damn it, Mr. Bobo. 】

[I found that some people have only sung two songs, but they have a lot of nicknames. ]

【Ze Yi Ze Yi, the best in the world. 】

[Yes, yes, yes, the backstage bully, the tear assassin, and now he has given himself the title of Prince Bobo. ]

[May I ask what amazing work Brother Bobo has created? 】

[A stinky dead fish is not even worthy of carrying shoes for our Ze Yi. ]

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on site.

Du Xian said with great interest, "Excuse me, Master Bobo, how is your literary talent?"

As soon as Queen Du said this, it quickly aroused the interest of the audience.

Everyone knows that Benboerba is an original singer, and he may be the pseudonym of some big shot.

He certainly has literary talent, but it is indeed inappropriate for him to go on stage in a scholar's robe.

Lu Yao also shifted her gaze to Ying Ting.

The props team has already prepared a small square table for placing inkstones in ancient times, and according to Master Bobo's request, a straw mat is also laid on the stage to make a small cushion.

Ying Ting smiled, stretched out her hand and said, "There is only one stone in the Chinese music scene right now, and I, Master Bobo, occupy eight buckets."

Hey!

This tone made all the audience present laugh and sigh at the same time.

A middle-aged man sitting at the front desk shouted towards the stage.

"So, Mr. Bobo, do your family members know that you are so crazy?"

Unexpectedly, Benboerba (Ying Ting) on ​​the stage turned over and waved her folding fan, revealing two words.

"capricious!"

She then said something that everyone present agreed with.

"Not crazy?! Then you are still called a young man~"

It immediately caused applause!

Backstage assistant room.

After hearing Ying Ting's words,

The assistants around felt it again, Benboerba really spoke without hesitation.

They started discussing Lin Jingshen again, and Sister Jing responded politely.

"Assistant Lin, your artist's speech is really interesting."

"It's OK, sometimes it's off-key."

"Yeah, does she usually write the things she says into the lyrics?"

"Sometimes, I don't know."

“Are you from a music company?”

"Ah."

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"Then how about asking young Master Bobo to write a poem on the subject of Yellow Crane Tower?" The middle-aged man shouted towards the audience seats at the back while laughing with his face flushed.

The daughters around him all feel that their father is embarrassing himself.

However, the middle-aged man didn't think much of it. He thought it was boring to watch other singers singing and dancing in the same old way. He finally saw an interesting one.

This ticket was not bought in vain.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

At this time, the Chinese people's nature of loving to stir up trouble was revealed.

The director turned his inquiring gaze towards Du Xian.

Du Xian smiled and nodded. She thought it was quite interesting anyway.

Just let this girl do whatever she wants. All the reporters present are our people anyway, so there won’t be any trouble.

Lu Yao received the order to control the situation and just stood aside as a background board.

Ying Ting noticed that the shouts from the audience were getting louder and louder.

Damn, this is too much pretense.

But it doesn't matter.

It is Master Bobo who is embarrassed, what does it have to do with me?

[Ding, does the host need help from the system? 】

"Get out of the way. If you don't even have this much literary talent, how can I, Benboerba, be called a young master?"

【…】

Ying Ting thought for a moment and got it!

"Well, my colleagues have invited me so kindly that I dare not refuse. But let me make it clear that I am only good at singing and not poetry, so I will present my poor performance."

Song Zeyi, who was sitting in the backstage, gritted his teeth and said, "I just want to see you make a fool of yourself!"

The audience below the stage remains enthusiastic.

"Okay, Mr. Bobo, please sing a song."

"Let's play one!"

"Let's play one!"

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In ancient times, Cao Zhi could compose a poem in seven steps. Today, I can compose a poem just by opening a fan.

Ying Ting opened her folding fan and read aloud.

"The Yellow River flows into the sea as the day is full of mountains."

These two short sentences fully demonstrate the majestic temperament. The very beginning makes the thousands of miles appear to be within a few feet, and the few feet seem to be thousands of miles away.

"The sun sets behind the mountains" describes the distant view and the mountains, and describes the scenery seen from the tower, while "The Yellow River flows into the sea" describes the near view and the water, and the scene is described in a spectacular and majestic way.

The middle-aged man who had just been inciting the crowd was stunned where he was, muttering something to himself as if he was recalling something.

Even Ye Ziqi and other judges felt a sense of awe.

Just as countless people focused their attention on Master Bobo again...

Start waiting for the next stanza.

"Nowadays, if you want to see the scenery, you have to pay to go to the second floor."

Ah? ? ?

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

I almost vomited blood.

Damn, what a great combination of ancient and modern times!

"Okay, let's get back to the topic. The next song I'm going to sing is still an original song, 'Dong Feng Po'."