One hour, two hours …
Time passed bit by bit. Many people were waiting in the live broadcast room.
At this moment, the little fresh meats jumped out one by one and began to post their statuses.
"Keep it up, Tao Zi! This is the most crucial battle! I hope everyone can support Tao Zi! Thank you!"
"King of Masked Singers will be live-streaming the final battle tonight. Everyone, don't miss it! Also, don't forget to vote for Taotao. He's my godbrother!"
"I've seen Taotao's hard work. It's within my expectations that he could make it to the finals. Before the finals, he didn't go out for half a day. He's good at singing, dancing, and rapping. Taotao's fans must support him."
Five!
Ten!
Twenty!
The little fresh meats were all posting their statuses, using their popularity to garner votes for Taotao. On such an issue, little fresh meats still had to fight for their place.
The netizens were also talking about it.
[Hanhan is pulling votes for Taotao.]
[Little Feng has also spoken.]
[Are the little fresh meats forming a group? Superman is going to lose this match.]
[F * ck, so many big shots. Awesome.]
[Nonsense. Their social circles are different. They only know powerful people.]
[Isn't that against the rules? The competition hadn't started yet, and the song hadn't been sung yet. Why were they canvassing for votes at this time? Was this still a singing competition? Wasn't this purely a competition of popularity? F * ck!]
[This is too much!]
[Damn it, strength is just a decoration now.]
[Is Superman still not going to reveal his identity? Maybe he can help me get some votes.]
[What's the point of announcing it? How can he compare to those little fresh meats?]
[The chances are too slim.]
…
At night.
At the venue of King of Masked Singers.
The audience had all entered the venue.
"Teacher Teng is here."
"Teacher Luo has also entered the VIP seats."
The eliminated singers also sat down as guests in the finals.
Teacher Luo and Teacher Teng were whispering to each other.
"Have you seen Weibo?"
"How could I not know about such a big thing?"
"Superman probably won't be able to handle the little fresh meat's canvassing for votes."
"It's a pity that our popularity is too low. Canvassing for votes is a joke."
…
At the gathering of the singers' circle.
"Has it begun?"
"Soon."
"Who do you think will win?"
"Superman probably can't beat Zhang Tao."
"That's not necessarily true. His songs are far inferior to those little fresh meats."
"But the problem now is that these little fresh meats don't have to rely on their abilities."
"This is so infuriating. This little fresh meat is simply a scourge. Can't he make people feel grounded?"
…
Media company.
The reporters did not get off work. They were waiting for the finals to end so that they could write an article.
"It's time for the pinnacle showdown."
"One is a little fresh meat, the other is a true powerhouse. Which one is stronger?"
"Who knows?"
"The entertainment industry has long been messed up by little fresh meats. The chances of Superman being eliminated are very high."
…
In the live broadcast room.
[Look, it's starting!]
[It's time to draw lots.]
[Taotao is the second singer.]
[F * ck, Superman is going first again?]
[Hahaha, this guy is too unlucky.]
…
At the arena, the host, Luo Sisi, was also interviewing the audience. "The competition is about to begin. Do you have any words of encouragement or anything you want to say?"
"All the best, Taotao!"
"We have to win the championship."
"Superman, you can do it. I really like your songs. I'm your loyal fan!"
"Superman, I'm looking forward to your work!"
The fans of both sides had already begun to shout from afar. However, Superman's fans were clearly more reserved than Zhang Tao's fans. On the other side, Zhang Tao's fans could not stop chattering into their microphones.
"Taotao, you're the best. We're here to cheer for you!"
"The title of Masked King will definitely belong to Taotao. I hope everyone will vote for Taotao. He's really super hardworking."
"Yeah, Taotao is the most handsome. Taotao will definitely win!"
Very soon.
Luo Sisi went on stage and announced, "Next, the third round of the competition will begin. This is also the final round. Let us welcome the first singer!"
The entire stage went silent.
The live broadcast room went silent.
All the lights were focused on the main entrance of the stage.
Ye Lingchen was already waiting there. His temperament was still calm as he slowly walked onto the stage.
Everyone was looking at Ye Lingchen.
They wanted to know what Ye Lingchen would sing that day.
Would it be a new song?
What would you do when faced with a super popular little fresh meat who was soliciting votes from all over the place?
Ye Lingchen nodded slightly at the band.
The band teacher nodded back in response.
The next moment, the music came out from the back. The song was very unique. It started with many people singing.
The audience stared at him.
The guests looked at him.
Chen Xiaoyan clenched her fists.
The viewers in the live stream did not even blink.
Ye Lingchen raised the microphone and sang in a low voice,
“Well，
you
hold
the
line
You're the only one who hasn't.
When
every
one
of
them
is
giving
up
iving
in，
tell
me
When everyone else stops trying, and frustration saps all hope.
In
this
house
of
mine
Where I am.
Nothing
ever
ces
without
a
sequence
or
cost，
tell
me
Everything has its karma, nothing comes easy, so tell me! "
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
The viewers in the livestream room were stunned.
New song, it was indeed a new song.
But … it was actually an English song!
As Ye Lingchen sang, the lyrics of the song appeared on the screen behind King of Masked Singers, accompanied by a translation.
The title of the song was Natural.
The song continued. Ye Lingchen lowered his eyes.
He sang in a low voice:
“That's
the
price
you
pay
That's the price you have to pay.
Leave
behind
your
heartache，
cast
away
Don't wallow in the heartbreak of the moment, leave it behind, tell yourself
Just
another
product
of
today
It's just another one of those things that happened today.
Rather
be
the
huhan
the
prey
Don't run away like a prey, take the initiative like a hunter. "
His voice gradually turned from low to sharp, as if an unyielding force was awakening.
The music brought an inexplicable power to the audience. As the audience listened to the song and read the lyrics, they could not help but feel a surge of emotions.
At that moment, Ye Lingchen's voice suddenly became extremely high-pitched.
“And
you're
standing
on
the
edge，
Now you stand on the edge of the cliff.
Face
up
'cause
you're
a
Lift your head and face, for you
Natural
Born this way
A
beati
of
stone
Like a strong, rock-hard heartbeat
You
gotta
be
so
cold
You have to learn to be cold and hard
To
make
it
in
this
world
To find one's place in the world
Yeah，
you're
a
natural
That's what you're made of.
Living
your
life
cutthroat
Survive in the cruel competition
You
gotta
be
so
cold
You have to learn to be cold and hard
Yeah，
you're
a
natural
Yes, that's your nature "
At that moment, everyone in the audience stood up. They felt goosebumps all over their bodies. Waves of power from the song surged into their bodies, causing their scalps to go numb.
It was too shocking!
It was unbelievable!
Their hearts were trembling!
Their bodies were trembling as well!
This song was not only good to listen to, but it was also infectious.
The audience was dead silent!
At that moment, the only thing left in the world was that lone figure standing on the stage with the microphone in his hand.
He sang softly:
“Deep
inside
me，
I'm
fading
to
bck，
I'm
fading
Bit by bit, my insides are being eaten away by the black.
Took
an
oath
by
the
blood
of
my
hand，
won't
break
it
Not even the blood on my hands can change that.
I
taste
it，
the
end
is
upon
us，
I
swear
I can feel where it's going, and we're at the helm, and I swear I'll do it.
Gonna
make
it
Succeed no matter what. "
Stifling!
Explode!
Domineering!
His blood was boiling!
Suddenly, the crowd below the stage changed!
At this moment, countless spectators suddenly reached out their hands and raised LED boards with the name 'Superman' written on them. They stood up straight and lit up the entire stadium brightly!
One!
Ten!
A hundred!
Everyone held up the LED boards, holding up Superman's name!
His eyes were filled with hot tears!
The cameraman hurried over!
This scene was too shocking!
…
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