Teacher Clown's audition ended.
The studio staff looked like they were laughing and crying at the same time!
What a great King of Masked Singers.
What a great variety show.
What a great stage for pop music.
Good heavens, this person has f * * king turned it into a working-class retired veteran song club, and he even sang songs from before and after liberation. Even if you sang a song from the past ten or twenty years ago, we would still consider it a pop song! What era did you sing? It was from fifty or sixty years ago, or even sixty or seventy years ago!
Han Qi thought to herself, "These songs were sung in an era when my father was probably just born!"
How did you make it up?
This fellow is too good at pretending! "
Many people prostrated themselves in admiration. The five masked singers who had come up earlier had actually deliberately concealed their voices. They were all in disguise. One of the singers had even sung the song in a falsetto voice. From the beginning to the end, it was just a fluttering falsetto. But even so, compared to this masked singer with the codename The Clown, the other five people's disguises were not even worthy of carrying his shoes! In order to fucking hide his identity, this person must have deliberately created these songs in the style of before and after liberation!
After pretending to be an oil worker, he pretended to be a coal miner!
After pretending to be a coal miner, he pretended to be a freight hauler!
I'm asking you, are you convinced?
Are you convinced?
In any case, Hu Fei, Hou Ge, Hou Di, and the rest of the program team were all kneeling before him!
They were convinced!
A lot of them were actually kneeling to the end of the song!
Hu Fei looked behind him. "Boss, about this?"
A deputy station head laughed but didn't know whether to cry or laugh. "How can there be such a person?"
A station director coughed and said, "People who dabble in the arts are probably a little bit of that."
"There are a lot of people who dabble in the arts." That deputy station head said, "I've never seen someone so ruthless. In order to not expose his identity, he even pretended to be a retired worker? And he even did it with song after song? One set after another? He even created a series by pretending to be a coal miner! He even created a series of working-class songs! When he gets onstage, I hope he doesn't create another series about textile workers or subway workers! Who would be able to stand that? "
Hu Fei was amused. "Boss, that won't happen. He will definitely sing properly on the day of the recording. What I'm curious about now is who this person is."
Another station director suddenly said, "Have you all forgotten? The contract. "
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up!
That's right!
The contract hasn't been signed yet!
This must be signed by the person himself!
The Clown had already left the stage.
Hu Fei asked, "Is there anyone else behind?"
Dafei hurriedly said, "Two more teachers just came, but they're still preparing and not ready yet."
"Alright, let them wait for a while." Hu Fei immediately called out to Zhang Ye, "Teacher Clown, excuse me."
The Clown looked at him.
Hu Fei took out a contract and said, "You must be someone in the industry, so you must know that you have to sign a contract before going on a show. Take a look at it."
The clown grunted in acknowledgment and walked over. He picked up the contract with his gloved hand and glanced at it.
Hu Fei said, "It's just some duties that the artistes have to perform, such as cooperating with the filming. It's the same as a regular contract. The duration of the contract will last until the program's broadcast ends. If you confirm that there are no problems, then sign your name. Oh right, it has to be your real name. Otherwise, it won't have any legal effect.
Originally, everyone thought that he would refuse.
Unexpectedly, the man in the clown mask picked up the pen without thinking and signed his name on it.
Hu Fei was taken aback.
Several of the station heads were also taken aback.
They quickly pulled the contract over to have a look and were stunned.
"This is?"
"What's your name?"
"I don't understand it?"
"I-Is this your real name?"
His name was signed, but it was written in a flamboyant style that they could not understand.
The Clown said, "It's 100% my real name."
He was not lying. He had indeed signed "Zhang Ye." That was his real name. But it must be known that Zhang Ye was a calligrapher. Regular script? Clerical script? Semi-cursive script? Cursive script? He knew all of them. As long as he did not want others to understand his handwriting, normal people would not be able to understand it. Even if Zhang Ye were to explain the words on it, he would be able to recite every stroke. His name and handwriting would definitely match!
A deputy station head was really speechless. "Teacher, if you do this, it'll be very difficult for us. We don't even know who you are, so how are we supposed to pay you for your appearance?"
Zhang Ye shook his head. "Just take care of my meals."
Just take care of my meals?
No appearance fees?
Damn, aren't you too easy to fool? But then again, the working class had low expectations after all.
Everyone was at their wit's end. What else could they do against such a stubborn old man? They couldn't really not let him go on the show, could they? It would be such a waste to have such a good voice! Besides, who knew which big name's face was hidden under that mask. This was all about the viewership ratings! Who could bear to do that?
The Clown left.
The program team staff were left behind whispering to each other.
"Could this person really be a worker?"
"Damn, you really believe that?"
"Uh, how else could he sing those songs so naturally and loudly?"
"Who knows?"
"I don't know either!"
"Yeah, I'm confused by those three songs!"
"He's too good at pretending!"
"We might really have to wait until the day of the performance to find out what he's capable of."
"This person has really hidden himself too well. Is there a need to go so far?"
"He doesn't need an appearance fee? He might not even be a very famous person, right? "
"Who the hell knows!"
But when they were writing their reviews, many of them still gave him a very high evaluation.
Hu Fei wrote: Bel canto great singer.
Dafei wrote: Recommended to be the premiere.
Dong Shanshan wrote: The old singer sings well and has a unique style.
…
Backstage.
In The Clown's room.
Han Qi followed him back.
"Teacher."
"Yes."
"There will be a few masked singers' auditions in a while. After that, there will be an internal discussion."
"Meeting?"
"It's not a meeting, it's just a recording of everyone's auditions for the others to listen to. Of course, it'll only be a few lines of singing and not too much. It's also to let the contestants greet each other through their voices before the recording starts. Of course, if you don't wish to be exposed beforehand, you can choose not to participate in this discussion. It's a lot more freedom, but out of respect, if you don't participate, you won't be able to listen to the other contestants' auditions."
"OK."
"Then you are?"
"I'm fine."
"Alright then."
Zhang Ye was fine with it. He was already in this state. If anyone could still fucking recognize him, then he would really have to give it to them. Actually, even if he did not disguise himself like this, no one would be able to recognize him. This was because Zhang Ye had probably only officially sung one song in public before, and that was "A Letter to Home" that he performed on Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala. He sang it more "casually" and casually, so everyone in the industry knew that he did not really know how to sing, so it was unlikely that they would think of him. But of course, Zhang Ye was not afraid of letting others hear it. In fact, he also wanted to hear how good the other masked singers were!
Half an hour …
One hour …
Finally, all of the masked singers who were present today had finished their auditions!
Soon after, Han Qi knocked on the door and came in. "Teacher, it's done!"
Zhang Ye said, "OK."
There was a television in the room.
Han Qi turned it on and adjusted it a few times. A moment later, an image popped up on the screen. This was clearly not a television signal, but an internal signal.
The masked Zhang Ye looked over.
The first singer's voice came out.
"The night has turned cold.
"The wind has stopped.
"You, where are you?"
It was a woman's voice!
The first few lines of the song were all sung in falsetto!
Falsetto might look easy to sing, but it was actually very difficult to control and required a lot of skill. But this woman's falsetto was flawless and could make anyone who heard it tremble in fear!
Zhang Ye looked at the name.
— Code Name: Petal Shower.
Who was that?
He couldn't tell!
Following that, the next voice came out!
"The Sun is my name.
"The Sky is my faith.
"The Earth is my sustenance.
"Humans are my enemies."
And it was even a woman's voice!
It was a very gentle and quiet female voice!
At first, it didn't sound like anything special. But this woman's voice was the kind of voice that sounded better the more you listened to it. It could slowly and gently strike the deepest parts of your heart!
It was amazing!
Who was this?
He looked at the name. Code Name: Sunset Glow!
So it was her! Zhang Ye had met her once in the corridor earlier and felt that he should have seen her before. However, he could not recognize her.
Then a man's voice came out!
It was a man with the code name "Sunflower in the Starlight."
"Oh!
"Yiya, oh!
"I don't believe that I'm born worse than others!
"I don't believe that I'm not talented at all!
"I don't believe that I'm destined to be below others!
"I don't believe that my voice will never be answered!"
This was an old song by Zhang Yuanqi from this world, "I Don't Believe," which had been adjusted to a different tune. The voice's penetrative power was too strong, and the high notes were too strong!
He was definitely a formidable opponent!
Moreover, Zhang Ye was certain that this person was definitely a professional singer. Because if it were any other actor or host, no matter how good they were at singing or how talented they were, they wouldn't be able to sing like this. This person's voice was like a knife that had been honed over and over again!
Then came the fourth person.
The fifth person.
The sixth person.
Zhang Ye's expression became more and more helpless. He thought to himself that this group of people were too fierce.
It wasn't until the seventh voice came out that he felt a little more at ease.
This person's code name was "The Yak."
Although he sang very well, there were still some flaws in his singing. In terms of the handling of certain syllables and details, he was a little lacking compared to the others. He probably wasn't a professional singer, or was he a newcomer to the music industry? Hai, but when it came to the actual competition, no one could really tell how it would turn out. The live atmosphere, the audience's age, the choice of song, the order of appearance, and the improvisation would all have a fundamental impact on the final result of the competition. So until the very last moment, Zhang Ye did not dare to say that this person would definitely be eliminated. Perhaps he had chosen a good song, stirred up the mood, and resonated with the audience. If that happened, then the audience would be more willing to vote for him.
So none of them could be underestimated!
None of these people who came were easy to deal with!
Zhang Ye memorized their names one by one. Moreover, he knew that there would definitely be far more contestants coming this time. This was just the tip of the iceberg!
It was over.
Han Qi blinked her small eyes and looked at him. "Teacher Clown, what do you think?"
Zhang Ye adjusted his voice to conceal his voice and commented, "It was alright. 'The Yak's' singing was average, while 'Petal Dance' was in falsetto the entire time. It was quite an oddity."
Han Qi nearly fainted!
Oddity?
You still dare to say that others are oddities?
Damn, you're the oddest of all of us, alright?!
…
In Room 1.
The Clown's singing echoed in the room.
"What an honor it is to be an oil worker!
"Wearing an aluminum helmet and walking the world!"
The masked man with the codename Sunflower in the Starlight was dumbfounded!
…
In Room 2.
"We workers have the strength!
"We workers have the strength!"
Petal Shower nearly fell off the sofa!
…
In Room 4.
"As a 50-year-old driver, I'm all smiles!"
"Speaking of big cars, my words are a little long!"
"To think that I learned how to drive when I was 18 years old."
"Fiddling with foreign cars, I'm an old pro at it."
Sunset Glow was dumbfounded!
…
The rest of the rooms also had a similar reaction!
The masked singers were all dumbfounded!
Holy shit!
What the fuck is this song?
Who the fuck is this person?
Did you come here to hold a workers' meeting?!
Could it be an old singer? Could it be an old singer? But the voice doesn't sound like it. It doesn't sound that old! Damn, just what kind of people did King of Masked Singers invite this time?
Oddity!
This was the evaluation of "The Clown" by all the other masked singers!
They were also guessing the identity of "The Clown."
A singer of bel canto?
An opera singer?
It was just like how Zhang Ye was curious about who they were!
They were also extremely curious about who "The Clown" was and who the other contestants were!
In this unprecedented variety show, no one knew who their opponents were. Perhaps that was where the real fun lay!
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