I’m Just This ‘Sue’

The traditional songwriting and record making these years can no longer make people popular. Nothing is more famous than participating in a music show. Chen Mei arranged him to the popular show “Masked Singer”-the singer took the stage to sing, and the audience and guests guessed the singer’s identity, and those who were guessed would leave.

Coincidentally, Song Ye is also a guest of this show.

“The show crew must be intentional.” Chen Mei whispered.

“What does it matter? I can handle it.” Hang Qing said lightly, and put the complicated mask on his face in his face. All that was left was his eyes, nose, and lips.

Chen Mei smiled slightly: “As long as you can handle it.”

“Trouble sister Chen help me call a makeup artist.”

“Okay.” Chen Mei got up and went out, changing her makeup artist to come in.

Hang Qing pointed at his face: “Troubleshoot some more patterns to cover the eyes, nose and lips.”

The makeup artist froze: “Do you want to paint your lips?”

“Yes, it doesn’t matter if it’s darker.”

“Ok.”

Hang Qing closed his eyes, calmly waiting for the makeup to end. Half an hour later-the make-up artist gave a painful glance at the original, extremely beautiful face, and he tossed himself into this ghost.

Hang Qing opened his eyes and looked in the mirror, he was very satisfied. Strange makeup, with strange masks, can be matched with songs of very different styles.

The make-up artist carefully looked at him again, and secretly muttered in his heart, that being good is an advantage! Even with such an ugly make-up, it’s hard to make people see some strange beauty from it.

Hang Qing fastened the mask again, and the makeup artist took another look, and suddenly received a huge impact. Obviously, it still looks weird, but when makeup and mask are put together, it is only beauty! The makeup artist held her breath unconsciously and did not dare to look at it again.

After putting on makeup, Hang Qing was taken to the waiting area, and other singers were already playing in front.

Hang Qing looked out, and Song Ye was sitting on the guest table. Song Ye’s temperament was very different from that of others. The protagonist was pretty good … Hang Qing took a closer look before he opened his eyes.

With this turning around, Hang Qing noticed a person sitting in the auditorium. His temperament is also completely different from those around him, so he stands out from the crowd.

That is the villain-Jiang Moyang.

The other viewers around him even instinctively sat down beside him, and no one dared to stand next to this man who looked dangerous and powerful.

It really came.

Hang Qing frowned secretly, did Jiang Moyang still fall in love with Song Yang at first sight?

Hang Qing couldn’t control that much, anyway, now both of them are under his nose, and he just has to sing a song on the stage.

Soon it was Hang Qing.

“Let’s have an eight-legged fish in the water below! Bring …” The host gave a slight sting, “All things are born.”

There was also an uproar in the audience below.

This song is not too difficult to sing, and many people even imitate it, but no one can sing the taste of the original sing, and because of his unique charm, the original vocal has conquered the hearts of all listeners with an almost ethereal voice. .

Hang calmly went out.

The audience was even more surprised below.

This is obviously a male singer, can he sing Sa Dingding’s song?

If they knew who the person under the mask was, they wouldn’t have suspected it that way, because Hang Qing was playing the high and low-pitched false voices almost magically during the singing of the second drama, which certainly couldn’t help him. And Hang Qing knows that he still has a great advantage, that is, his tone. Because of the existence of the system, he can even say cheekily that it is difficult to find a sound better in the world than when he sings.

As the accompaniment sounded, extremely strong religious and exotic flavors rushed towards the face. Everyone held their breath unconsciously. With the opening of Hang Qing, the sacred and solemn taste was heavily suppressed.

It’s totally different from the original singer.

He sings Sanskrit!

The audience was silent, and the fun-loving guests unconsciously faded the smile on their faces.

…

Jiang Moyang stared at the person on the stage tightly, and as soon as he stepped out, he knew that this person was Han Yan. But at this moment, Han Yun was very different from what he had seen before. This young man with a clean temperament and deep pride in his eyes stood on the stage and instantly turned into a divine and ascetic deity.

His voice was ethereal, broad enough, but solemn enough.

No smell of demon flurry.

Jiang Moyang breathed a sigh of relief before realizing that he had just unconsciously pressed his lips and held his breath.

What a genius.

Jiang Moyang smiled unconsciously, his eyes slowly lit a hot fire. The more such a beautiful and non-playful person, the more attracted people want to pull him off the altar. If Han Yan is like a **** and Buddha, he wants to be a rebellious person who violates God and Buddha.

Jiang Moyang squeezed his fingers tightly, and then he barely suppressed his craving.

…

It was also difficult for Song Yong to calm down at the guest table.

Maybe other people didn’t recognize it, but he recognized at a glance that the person was Han Yan. Perhaps because of the thoughts of Xiangxi Xi, he turned the video of Han Yun singing over and over and watched it countless times, so he already has some familiarity with Han Yun’s singing voice. When Han Yan just spoke, he didn’t recognize it, but as he got more involved, Song Yan immediately recognized who this voice belonged to. The youth’s voice seemed to have a magical power … Song Yong felt that his heartbeat was following a little faster.

Song Yan closed his eyes unconsciously.

…

When the song finally came to an end, there was a moment of silence at the scene. After a while, until the host coughed, the scene seemed to return to God, and there was a loud applause.

Although Han Yan is on fire, for most people, he is still a newcomer. So the guests looked at each other, and I could not guess who Hang Qing was.

Song Kun guessed it, but he tightened his lips at this time.

He suddenly wanted to watch the youth go on.

What else do young people sing? What kind of surprise will it bring?

…

Sure enough no one guessed who he was. The corner of Hang Qing’s mouth hidden under the mask tilted and then exited perfectly.

The singers who came back later suffered a lot. Because the shock that Hang Qing brought them was too great, until Hang Qing exited, they were still immersed in that solemn atmosphere, in this atmosphere, how can they separate their minds to experience other songs? The next singers were either guessed or not …

And in the end, because of Hangzhou Qingzhuyu in front, everything else was inferior to three points.

After the show aired, Hang Qing made a show of success and became popular again.

Chen Mei looked at the overwhelming discussion about Hang Qing on the Internet, with a complex look: “… Maybe you can really surpass Song Yan.” Song Yehong’s speed was the same. Besides, Hang Qing has a face enough for him to act!

Not even half a month before and after, a well-known gossip forum soon built a fan building of eight-legged fish in the water.

Open the building, the first page is a big line, “I’m so beautiful!”

Jiang Moyang closed the page in front.

Young people look strange.

And it’s getting better and better. Even wearing a mask can’t cover the face of that face.