Friday.
Eight o 'clock in the morning.
Beijing Satellite TV, near the side door of the main building, Han Qi stood alone in a position that she thought was not very eye-catching, looking around from time to time, as if waiting for someone.
Not far away, Xiao Lu and Dafei were laughing as they walked over.
"Eh, Little Han?" Xiao Lu was stunned.
Han Qi smiled awkwardly and said, "Sister Lu, Brother Fei, good morning."
Dafei wondered, "What are you doing?"
Han Qi blushed and said, "I-I'll wait for Teacher Clown."
Dafei asked, "The Clown's rehearsal appointment is at 9 PM, right?"
Han Qi nodded. "Yes."
Xiao Lu giggled and said, "Then we have to hurry up. The other singers have already finished rehearsing yesterday. Only Teacher Clown is left." At this point, her smile suddenly disappeared and she said gloomily, "It's just that the public opinion has not been in his favor for the past two days. A lot of people are questioning The Clown for not winning properly and relying on his lyrics to salvage the situation. How can he win sympathy? The recording starts in the afternoon. If he goes on stage, he'll definitely be under a lot of pressure. The live audience's voting might be affected by the public opinion. "
Han Qi said angrily, "What do you mean by relying on the lyrics? They don't know anything!"
Also, the condition of Teacher Clown's voice is also a problem. Follow up on it. "Then, Xiao Lu and Dafei entered the main building.
Han Qi was left angry and worried.
How infuriating!
What do the media know!
What do these netizens know!
What right did he have to scold Teacher Clown?
Han Qi continued looking around, waiting for someone. Today, she was here to "ambush" The Clown. Every time, he would appear in front of her without anyone noticing. Today, Han Qi decided to wait at the entrance. She really wanted to know who the Clown was. She was also confident that, based on her previous encounters with The Clown, she would be able to recognize him if he were to stand in front of her. Many labels of The Clown surfaced in her mind.
A celebrity.
A professional singer.
Handsome.
Short hair.
Around thirty years old?
A celebrity and his two assistants arrived in front of them.
Han Qi immediately stared at him. No, it wasn't him. This person was here to do a program today. He had been invited by an interview program. Eh, there was another one. No, it wasn't him either. This was a host from their satellite channel.
In the end, instead of waiting for The Clown, her idol arrived.
At the parking lot, Zhang Ye got out of the car and walked straight to the building.
Along the way, many people greeted him.
"Aiyah, Teacher Zhang!"
"Hello, Teacher Zhang."
"Good morning, Teacher Zhang."
"Good morning, Director Zhang."
It wasn't only the King of Masked Singers program team. The other departments and program teams of Beijing Television were also very enthusiastic when they saw Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye's King of Masked Singers had allowed Beijing Television to take the top spot in the nationwide viewership ratings for a television show for the first time. Even if they weren't from the King of Masked Singers program team, everyone was still very excited about it. This was because the other program teams' viewership ratings had also increased slightly under its influence. This proved that King of Masked Singers was leading Beijing Television to a higher stage and embarking on the path to becoming a strong satellite TV station. Naturally, many of the Beijing Television Station staff were willing to remember Zhang Ye's good deeds. This was because everyone knew that if not for Zhang Ye, they wouldn't have been able to produce such a show with the strength of the program teams at Beijing Television!
Zhang Ye smiled and nodded at them.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the door.
Han Qi was extremely nervous. In an instant, she stood up straight and boldly greeted him. She did not expect Zhang Ye to answer her. "Good morning, Teacher Zhang!"
Zhang Ye was taken aback when he heard that. Only then did he see Han Qi. He smiled and said, "Good morning to you too." Then he went upstairs without saying much.
But when she heard that, Han Qi got very excited!
Teacher Zhang spoke to me! He spoke to me!
She was really a hardcore fan of Zhang Ye. She was the kind of person who would turn red with anger whenever someone said anything bad about Zhang Ye online. She had been in a very bad mood today because of the incident with Teacher Clown. But when Zhang Ye greeted her with "Good morning to you too" in the morning, her mood immediately improved and she felt energized!
Just wait.
Why wasn't Teacher Clown here yet?
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
Half an hour.
It was already 9 AM. The scheduled rehearsal time had arrived, but The Clown was still not here.
Han Qi hurriedly called The Clown, but no one picked up. She could only call Music Director Bai Yuanfei and say, "Teacher Bai, Teacher Clown might not be in good health, so he's not here yet. Regarding the rehearsal, should we —"
On the other end of the line.
Bai Yuanfei said curiously, "The Clown? But he's already here? "
Han Qi was taken aback. "Ah?"
Bai Yuanfei said, "We're already in the rehearsal."
He's already here?
What the hell!
When did you get here?
Don't tell me you know how to teleport?
Han Qi nearly fainted. She had been trying to stop him for a long time but still couldn't stop him. This Clown was too mysterious. Could he have come in from the back door or the cafeteria staircase? Why didn't you play by the rules! Han Qi's curiosity was about to explode. Like many of the viewers in the country, she really wanted to know who The Clown was! Why didn't you show your face? Why did you hide your identity so carefully? Just what reason could you have for not showing your face? Even we, the program team staff, are not allowed to know? Uh, could it be that he's really, really … ugly?
She immediately racked her brains.
What kind of ugly celebrities were there in the entertainment industry?
Tang Dazhang from crosstalk?
Lee Anson from Korea?
Or those athletes from the sports world?
In any case, in Han Qi's eyes, anyone who had scolded Zhang Ye before was very ugly.
See, this was what a hardcore fan was like!
…
In the rehearsal room.
This was a rather large venue that Beijing Television had given to them. Other than the musical instruments and equipment, there were also cameras around. Some of the scenes during the rehearsal might also be edited out for broadcast at the end. As such, the masked singers would usually record their entire rehearsal after arriving at Beijing Television, unless the singers requested it themselves, such as not having the cameras in the waiting room. In that case, the program team would respect the singer's wishes, just like The Clown did.
When Han Qi arrived, The Clown was indeed already there.
Music Director Bai Yuanfei said, "Let's go through it again."
The Miracle Wheels band members nodded.
Today's lineup was very large. There were even seven or eight folk music teachers who had been invited.
Han Qi did not disturb them. Instead, she quietly found a place to sit down in the audience and listened attentively.
The music started.
The band teachers looked at the score that The Clown had given them and started to play.
The Clown stood onstage with his mask on and started humming along to the music. "Hmm, hmm, hmm …" He was testing the notes with a nasal voice throughout.
Han Qi's heart thumped.
Shit!
Teacher's throat still hasn't recovered!
The first song took a long time to arrange.
The clown said, "Thank you for your hard work, teachers."
Han Qi was stunned again. Eh, Teacher Clown's speech was much better than last week, and he was even speaking in a choked voice? Was he purposely hiding his voice? Or is his throat not completely healed?
Bai Yuanfei asked worriedly, "Will it be alright?"
The Clown nodded. "The song is a little difficult, so I wasn't able to perform it."
The band's guitarist asked, "Is it a side effect of the blocking shot? You risked your life for that. Even a deity wouldn't be able to withstand three needles! "
The drummer also sighed and shook his head.
The Clown said, "That's why I can only save my voice for the official performance."
"Sure." Bai Yuanfei said, "Let's rehearse it like this for now. You don't have to sing it, just hum it. Try to preserve your strength. Let's do the second song!"
However, the second song was beyond their expectations. It took them more than two hours to barely rehearse it. Every band teacher was exhausted.
What song was this?
Why was it so complicated?
Was this necessary?
Could it be that your voice is not good, so you want to make up for it with the accompaniment? Using the atmosphere to push it back?
Hai. The band members no longer had any hope for The Clown in this round of the competition!
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