Live Broadcast: A Tear Behind Bars To Send Away The Stupid Girl

Chapter 85: Comparison is the devil, why are you wearing Pinru’s clothes?

"I am not as good as he is"

"He is hungry and cold and I am delicate"

The old man felt itchy for a moment and started singing along with Ye Xuan's rhythm.

The sound comes back a thousand times.

Ye Xuan had the bonus of a heavenly voice, but in front of the old man, he could only look away and sigh.

Peking Opera places great emphasis on pronunciation skills and details.

The old man has been immersed in this Tao for so many years, so naturally he is not comparable to Ye Xuan.

Within half a cup of tea, all the customers in the restaurant bar were attracted by the song "Suo Lin Nang".

When the old man finished singing, bursts of cheers erupted from the scene.

"It's just that I'm blind, old man, I can't sing these two lines without my 30 years of skill to express the feeling you have.

Ye Xuan told the truth.

It was rare for the old man to meet a junior who could sing Peking Opera, and he was very happy.

Ye Xuan's senses have also improved a lot.

"Hey, you just said that your grandfather also sang Peking Opera? Can you tell me his name?"

Many people in the industry know about "Suo Lin Nang".

But those who can really sing are really rare.

The old man was a little curious about Ye Xuan's grandfather.

Maybe we even know each other.

"His old man passed away many years ago. Even if you don't mention his name, Doctor Wang Ni must have never heard of him.

Shaking his head, Ye Xuan didn't want to mention the memory of his previous life.

The old man didn't ask any more questions.

It just feels like Ye Xuan is not the fool that Mu Sheng said.

At least the impression he has now is indeed much better than Qiu Yang's.

Without staying longer, the old man asked some questions about Ye Xuan's family situation and then left the restaurant.

"This old man is a little strange."

“But the few times I sang those songs were really good.

After the old man left, Lao Yang and others also discussed a few words.

Ye Xuan greeted them.

I also headed back home.

The fishing reels on the net ferment very quickly.

The program crew spared no effort in publicity, which made the innocent Sun Li a little overwhelmed.

Ye Xuan, however, behaves relatively Buddhist.

It's just that he doesn't care about these fishing wheels, but the fans are a little anxious.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Xuan will broadcast live as usual.

More than 700,000 spectators flocked to the event.

The barrage quickly became lively.

"Stop being such a catty person and respond quickly! Those trolls on the Internet are going too far!"

"Although this song is nice...but it's about the same as "Sunny Day". How come Ye Xuan is an Internet celebrity that everyone wants to step on, so that faceless man has become the god of singing that the entire Internet is chasing after" ?”

"That is, you have to step on Ye Xuan to get the upper hand? If you don't create some disputes, won't these people in the entertainment industry know how to operate?"

"In the final analysis, I am still riding on the popularity of the anchor, but I have to say that this song "The Love of My Life" is really top-notch!"

"Haha, the song is good, but you don't know if a person is serious or serious. This handsome faceless man has a name that is even more shameless than Ye Xuan! He has an aura of obscenity from the inside out! [Contempt]"

"I said you should just discuss the matter as it is. Attacking someone's name is a shame."

Ye Xuan couldn't listen anymore.

Is the name Xindao really as obscene as they say?

I didn’t think much about it.

After he came off the court to control the rhythm, the hostility in the live broadcast room became much less intense.

"It's still the old rule. If you call the hotline below, you will have the opportunity to connect with me. Okay, without further ado, let's connect with the first lucky viewer today~"

Soon, a young man wearing glasses appeared in front of the screen.

The other person is young, and the background looks like he is in a dormitory.

"Still a student, right? What do you call me?"

Ye Shen, my surname is Zhang, and F4 in our dormitory are all your fans!

With that said, the other three people also went out to say hello.

The man then showed him the furnishings in the dormitory again.

The walls are covered with photos of Ye Xuan.

"I said you can just post photos, but can't we afford those two candles and the incense burner?"

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes.

Xindao School does not do ideological work well for students.

"You have to forgive me for this. It's Ye Shen who is really famous. We are just following the trend of the times.

"Okay, so what are you doing with this connection..."

"Ye Shen, we are all waiting for your response! When can you release another song?"

Before Ye Xuan could finish speaking, the man spoke out his demands.

The fermented fishing wheels on the Internet have made fans feel a little tormented.

He was angry that he would not fight, but there was nothing he could do.

"Comparison is the devil. What benefits can you gain from winning? Or are you just trying to feel happy?"

They are all friendly forces. What do you think you have to fight over?

Ye Xuan shook his head helplessly, now is not the time to tell the truth.

It’s just that his Buddhist roots quickly aroused questions all over the live broadcast room.

"Yeah, isn't it just the pain in our hearts that we're trying to figure out?"

Don't compete with steamed buns for breath.

The fans' attitude is very clear, they just don't like the behavior of those anti-fans.

"I know what you are thinking, but what is the comparison between songs? Have times become so complicated? I remember when we were together, boys were still comparing whose girlfriend was more beautiful.

Girls are worse than anyone else’s boyfriend!”

"???"

Ye Xuan's words drew rolling eyes from fans.

Although it makes sense, can we not make the topic so profound?

No matter how excited fans and anti-fans are, Ye Xuan laughs it off.

It's just that some people can't stand it.

"I'm so anxious, why is Ye Xuan so indifferent!"

Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't pay attention to the voices on the Internet.

Mu Li couldn't sit still.

"Maybe he has his own plan. After all, the song "The Love of My Life" is too popular. Unless he can write another song of the level of "Sunny Day", fans and anti-fans will not buy it."

Su Mo could only comfort him like this.

But Ye Xuan's current situation is similar to what she said.

There is no such thing as a good song.

Not to mention a song as good as "The Love of My Life".

Ye Xuan's best choice now is to avoid its edge.

No response is the best response.

When the popularity subsides a little, those who set the pace online will no longer have goals, and this matter will be over.

"What if...Faceless Man has other good songs?"

Mu Li frowned and mentioned another possibility.

Su Mo was also stunned.

She hasn't thought about it yet.

The situation online is pretty even now.

Although the pressure on the fishing boat is great, Ye Xuan is not without his outstanding works.

But if the Faceless Man prepares other works, the balance will soon be broken.

Thinking of this, Su Mo didn't know what to say.

A few days later.

"The Love of a Lifetime" continues to ferment.

The popularity remains high.

It has to be said that the publicity effect of the entertainment industry and the main station is indeed much stronger than Ye Xuan's silence.

Against this background, Sun Li has closed his social account.

No way, the pressure from the fishing boat seriously affected his normal work and life.

Failure to respond is equivalent to acquiescence in the eyes of the outside world.

The media's over-interpretation made him famous for a while.

This situation lasted for a few days until the second episode of "The Masked Singer Challenge" was launched.

Saturday night at 7pm.

The backstage studio of The Masked Singer Challenge.

Wang Ping is directing the staff to debug on-site instruments.

After a week of fermentation, he was caught off guard by the attention the show received.

Many friends in the circle called to inquire about the identity of the faceless man.

In the end, I only got one sentence: It's not Sun Li.

Naturally, Wang Ping would not reveal the identity of the faceless man.

This gimmick can be used until Ye Xuan is eliminated or wins the championship.

"Director Wang, the guests are all ready."

"Well, I understand.

Backstage lounge.

Ye Xuan is looking at the other five musicians who made it through the last round of PK.

Everyone's eyes were on him.

To be invited to participate in the show, it goes without saying that you have professional qualities.

But now the limelight has been stolen by the faceless man.

The other challengers became his background.

It would be a lie to say that I am not aggrieved.

It's just that they can't accept it. Na Yi's "Love of Life" really made them unable to have any idea of ​​​​comparison.

They are more curious than anyone else about the identity of the faceless man.

"..." We are all here and time is limited, so I will make a long story short. First of all, congratulations to everyone for successfully breaking through. "

"The six challengers here will compete against each other later in the form of a draw. The winner will directly advance to the next semi-finals. The loser trio will have another chance to revive.

"Let the teachers draw lots first.

With that said, the staff brought the props up.

Ye Xuan drew the third group and faced Rusty Iron Fist.

Wearing a silver-white mecha outfit.

The last round of PK match showed good strength.

The exact identity is unknown.

Knowing that his opponent was the faceless man, Rusty Iron Fist smiled bitterly in his heart.

Although they all want to prove their strength and influence in front of the audience.

But the song "The Love of My Life" is still at the top of the hot search list, which makes people feel a little desperate.

The other guests also breathed a sigh of relief.

Start sizing up their opponents.

Wang Ping emphasized the rules to everyone again and left the lounge in a hurry.

There is still half an hour before the show officially starts.

Two hundred spectators entered the venue one after another.

The six judges also came to the judging table after putting on their makeup.

"Hey, have you contacted Teacher Sun Li during this time?"

As soon as he sat down, Lin stared at several people and asked.

"Yes, but I can't contact him. Hehe, Teacher Sun Li may have thought that if he buried his head in the sand, no one would know his identity!"

Wang Wei joked.

Because of the popularity of Faceless Man, she also received many calls from the media (Li Liaohao) during this period.

"Why did I hear that Director Wang has come forward to refute the rumors? It seems that the faceless man is really not Teacher Sun Li."

"No matter who he is, he will be exposed in the end. I want to see who this person is. This feeling of being focused on by the entire Internet, to be honest, can only be expressed in two words: envy!"

Hu Lin is also a well-known musician in the industry.

But apart from my own concerts, I really don’t get this kind of treatment at other times.

"Teacher Sun Li will probably cry when he hears what you said.

"Hahaha~"

"Actually, Ye Xuan, he is probably very stressed out during this period.

Upon hearing this name, the discussion stopped abruptly.

Everyone's eyes turned to Yu Dandan.

In the eyes of most musicians in the Chinese music scene, Ye Xuan is just an anomaly.

Few people really regarded him as a kindred spirit.

"Ha, after all, it's "The Love of My Life", so it's understandable that I would be so anxious.

"I admit that many of his songs have merit, but the music cannot be superficial, the connotation is the key.

"Indeed, this person has talent, but if he doesn't want to calm down and make music, I'm afraid it will be short-lived."

"..."

Everyone's words to me seemed to be complimentary, but in fact they were all boos.

Most celebrities think highly of themselves.

These people are not exempt from vulgarity.

Yu Dandan has a different view on Ye Xuan.

It’s just not easy to say it now.

The atmosphere was a little dull for a while.

Until the program recording countdown sounded in the studio hall.