I’m Really a Superstar

?The Masked Singer Stage.

The venue wasn't completely set up yet, but it was enough to try out the sound.

Under the stage, many people were sitting there, including the station leader, the channel director, Hu Fei and most of the people in the column group. They had already interviewed five masked singers, and now it was time to select the sixth one. They need to determine the ranking based on the on-site performance and comprehensive considerations of all aspects. Who will be the first round or who will be replaced in the second round? This has not yet been decided, so today is particularly important. They need to Understand the characteristics and strengths of the players to make a decision.

Hu Fei lowered his head and wrote in his notebook.

The first contestant: Suggestion, high notes are explosive.

The second contestant: Suggestion, famous.

"That's awesome!"

"Yes, these singers are so strong!"

"My goosebumps!"

"This has not been rehearsed. If it were actually the day of recording, how shocking would it be?"

"Our show is going to be a hit!"

"Who's next? Is anyone here?"

"coming."

"Next is 'Joker'."

"Who is the clown?"

"That's the oil worker!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the column team was happy!

"puff!"

"It's him!"

"Why did he get such a name?"

"I'm so curious about him!"

"Me too, I can finally see a real person!"

"Everyone, take a look and see if you can recognize him! Which veteran in the industry is he?"

In these days, the song "I dedicate oil to the motherland" has been circulated throughout their TV station. The people in the column group laughed and laughed over and over again. Even several station leaders couldn't laugh or cry after listening to it.

At this time, several station leaders spoke.

The deputy director asked: "Is this the boss who calls himself a worker?"

Hu Fei smiled and said, "Yes, that's him."

Another leader said: "The singing is really good, but that song"

Dong Shanshan also sat on the stage and smiled: "The DEMO that day was an audition. He was joking with all of us. He must have performed well today."

The leader nodded, "Well, I'm looking forward to it."

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to a side door next to the stage.

The door opened, and a white mask appeared in front of everyone!

People are coming!

The clown is coming!

Some people even tried to guess it without blinking an eye based on their figure, but found nothing. Who is this? There are so many celebrities with popular figures who meet the requirements!

Han Qi was a little nervous when he saw so many leaders there, "The clown teacher is here."

But the clown didn't feel nervous at all. He walked onto the stage gracefully, stood on it and looked at the people in the audience, and nodded slightly.

Nor spoke.

The Taiwan leaders, Hu Fei, and Dong Shanshan were all looking at him with open eyes.

Going too steady!

Standing too steady!

Their first feeling was: This is definitely not a new person!

Dong Shanshan is the host, and she is in charge of this session. She picked up the microphone and smiled: "Hello, teacher, we don't have any information here except yours. You don't need to say your name. Can you briefly introduce yourself?"

It feels very good to see my old classmate talking to me seriously, but not recognizing him.

Zhang Ye smiled in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "I am a clown."

He has to be especially cautious when it comes to Dong Shanshan. After all, they have been old classmates for so many years. They know each other too well. Even if a slight flaw is revealed, Dong Shanshan might recognize him. However, Zhang Ye still has some concerns about his acting skills. I'm confident, this guy has won a lot of skills and experience related to acting in the past.

Dong Shanshan: "Is it over?"

Hu Fei said: "What is your age?"

Zhang Ye said without blinking, "Fifty."

Hu Fei's feet swayed, "Is your profession still a worker?"

Zhang Ye: "Hey, how did you know?"

Dafei wiped his sweat and said, "Teacher, can you please stop teasing us?

Zhang Ye: "I am really a worker."

Everyone in the column group rolled their eyes!

Pack!

You keep pretending for me!

A station leader smiled bitterly and said, "Since they don't want to talk about it, forget it."

A director looked at him and said, "He must be a big shot, otherwise he wouldn't be so cautious and wouldn't even dare to reveal his actual age."

The channel director nodded, "That makes sense."

Dong Shanshan looked at him, "How about we start?"

The band is ready.

The keyboard player of Miracle Wheel asked: "Teacher Clown, what song are you going to sing? Let's tune it out."

Zhang Ye looked at him and said, "Original."

"Original?" The musician was stunned, then nodded and said, "Alright."

The drummer said: "Then you sing and we will improvise."

Zhang Ye said: "Is it okay?"

The drummer smiled slightly and said, "Of course, no problem, everyone is professional."

Just now, two masked singers also adapted the song themselves, either elongating the high notes or slowing down the tempo. It is completely different from the original version. Their Miracle Wheel band also cooperated very well. They are a well-known band in the industry. , do you still have this level of literacy? Isn't it just improvised music? What is this?

The guitarist said: "Teacher, come on."

Everyone in the audience was also paying full attention!

Hu Fei pricked up his ears.

Dong Shanshan didn’t blink.

Han Qi also stared closely at the stage, trying to see the flaws.

Worker?

The first time you pretend to be garlic!

This time, let me see how you can keep pretending!

Sing a love song? Or sing rock and roll? As long as you sing, you have to show some flaws, so we have a chance to guess you!

Many people have the same idea as Han Qi and want to guess this person's identity. They can't even know who this person is, right?

However, when the clown opened his voice, they knew that their idea was too naive! They knew exactly what kind of veteran they had encountered!

Zhang Ye raised the microphone and loudly said passionately:

“We workers have the power!”

“We workers have the power!”

“I’m busy at work every day!”

"Built a high-rise building!"

"Built a railway and coal mine!"

"The world has been transformed into something different!"

Two leaders of Jingcheng Station fainted!

The people in the column group fainted in the audience!

"The machine started making a rumble!"

"Raise the hammer and ring the bell!"

"The plow and hoe caused good production!"

"Causing guns and artillery to be sent to the front!"

"Hey hey hey!"

"Our faces glow red!"

"Our sweat is dripping down our faces!"

"Why, for liberation!"

"Why, for liberation!"

The musicians of Miracle Wheel also looked confused. From the beginning to the end, they didn’t even follow the beat of the drums. They just stared at the masked singer on the stage in amazement, feeling like there were ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping around in their hearts. And pass!

Improvisational score?

I am worthy of your sister!

What the hell kind of song is this! How the hell does this fit!

However, listening to the clown teacher's singing, they had to admit from the bottom of their hearts that he sang so damn well! This voice is so awesome!

The music stops.

Well, in fact, the music never played. Zhang Ye sang a cappella from beginning to end. The members of the Miracle Wheel band were bragging for a long time at the beginning, but not a single melody came in.

Zhang Ye finished his performance.

There was a wry smile in the audience.

Another worker’s song?

Yesterday it was an oil worker!

What about today? Railway workers? coal miner?

Brother, can you stop being so inspirational?

Can you sing well? How can you let us guess like this?

Hu Fei cleared his throat, looked at the clown and said: "Teacher, you sing very well, you are so professional. We all recognize your singing skills and strength, but what, um, can you change a song? Can you sing it? A song related to your true profession? Are you a professional singer? Or an actor? How about we play another one?"

Zhang Ye nodded, "Okay."

Hu Fei said: "Thank you."

Everyone looked forward to it again, finally being able to sing seriously.

Career related?

Well, then I can only tell you my real career!

Zhang Ye didn't even stutter, and sang the next song loudly. This voice once again made the fifty or sixty people present so angry that they wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood!

"A fifty-year-old driver, I am so smiling!"

"When it comes to big cars, my words are a bit long!"

puff!

Dong Shanshan was covering her face and laughing so hard that she couldn’t stop laughing!

Han Qi fainted!

Hu Fei's eyes darkened!

Has this become a seasoned driver? Or a fucking fifty-year-old driver? Are you still smiling?

I praise your second grandma! !

However, Zhang Ye sang very passionately and very vividly.

"I think I learned to drive a car when I was eighteen."

"I'm an expert at playing with that foreign car."

"That's right, I've never seen one before. What does a Chinese car look like?"

"Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, the domestic car I was looking forward to has really left the factory, hey!"

"Our working class has won glory for the motherland!"

Everyone was numb and just stared at him blankly.

Zhang Ye became more and more addicted to singing, and became more and more excited as he sang:

"I am filled with pride and strength."

"Hey Hey Hey."

"Hey hey hey."

"The land of the motherland is huge. I was so happy driving that domestic car. I really thought that I could travel all over China in the blink of an eye. I loaded all the construction materials into my car. . Day and night, without rest, transporting food and steel, climbing mountains and crossing rivers, my old man drives the car himself to build our China, shouting hey hey!"

"I will not stop even if I live to be fifty or sixty years old!"

"Hey hey hey!"

"Hey Hey!"

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!"

With his last breath, Zhang Ye ended with a high note, "I won't stop either!!!"

Finished singing.

Radio.

There were few people standing in the audience, everyone fell over!

Stop the car!

Stop the car quickly, brother!

Impressed!

They really convinced this guy!

When he has pretended to be so pretentious, there is really no one left!

Oil workers? coal miner? Railway workers? Is this a fucking truck driver again? Are you going to live another fifty or sixty years and still not stop? Why don't I kill you?

Everyone was really defeated by the masked singer codenamed Joker!

Do I donate oil to my motherland?

Do we workers have power?

Veteran driver?

What the hell kind of song is this!

How dare you hide your identity like this? who the hell are you! ?

Following my train of thought, some people have guessed that our workers have power. I have actually reminded everyone of this, but even so, you still can’t guess the song Old Driver. Stop talking, get on the bus and give me your monthly pass. !