Chapter 1000

The stage of the Masked Singer finals.

At this moment.

Colorful ribbons scattered all over the sky, and the simultaneous shooting of gorgeous fireworks made people unable to open their eyes.

Thousands of audience members below the stage shouted the word "champion" in unison.

The atmosphere at the scene was one wave higher than another.

This huge studio was about to be overturned by the deafening shouts.

It was as hot as watching a World Cup football match.

The audience below looked at the waiting area with burning eyes and full of anticipation.

The director at the scene was also very sensible.

Directly aimed the camera at the contestant passage.

At the very end of the passage, Lin Yu, who had changed into a casual suit and a white shirt, walked out slowly.

The mask was changed from an integrated style to a light and thin style. This is to facilitate the face reveal in a while!

"It can be seen that contestant Tropical Rainforest, even after winning the title of Singer King, is still not arrogant or impetuous, not hurried or slow."

The host held the microphone and joked.

For Li Hao, he was also quite curious about the identity of Tropical Rainforest.

In the program team, except for the top leaders of the station, the director team, and the band, no one knew the identity of the singer at all.

Several guests on the judging panel were also holding their breath and staring with wide eyes.

Especially Xue Zhiqian, who was originally a person who cherished talent. Before coming to participate in this program, he had a casual attitude, but he didn't expect to witness a treasure contestant who appeared out of nowhere in the Chinese music scene.

And this singer can control a variety of musical styles, and the level of every original lyric and music is at the ceiling level, which is simply mind-boggling, even more explosive than the momentum of Mao Buyi in "The Coming One" that year.

Xue Zhiqian almost leaned his whole body out of the red sofa, wanting to see who the singer under the mask was at the first time.

"Old Xue! How is it, are you under pressure?"

Zhang Yu and Xue Zhiqian had recorded "Mars Intelligence Agency" together, and their private relationship was very good.

The Chinese music scene is such a big cake, if more geniuses come out, the share of other artists will inevitably decrease.

"If this counts as pressure, I can't ask for more."

"I really hope he can lead the Chinese music scene back to the era of a hundred flowers blooming in 2000."

Xue Zhiqian's words spoke the hearts of all the musicians present.

The current Chinese music scene has clearly entered the end-of-law era.

Especially original songs, they are either accompanied by plagiarism or replica-style borrowing.

Being able to have such fresh blood injected in.

Although there is pressure, it will also add more heat, which is actually a good thing for the depressed Chinese music scene.

"No matter who he is, I must invite him to be a guest at my concert."

Deng Ziqi pursed her goldfish lips and said with firm eyes.

Being close to the water gets the moon first, and Deng Ziqi happens to be doing a concert tour recently.

If this singer is invited to be a guest, the picture is too beautiful to imagine!

"Shengsheng, why do I feel like you don't seem very excited?"

Xue Zhiqian looked at the calm Zhou Shen and said quite unexpectedly.

According to Zhou Shen's personality, such a burning scene. He should have been high long ago, unable to sit still.

Why is his expression management so good now?

Being able to sit steadily on the red sofa so calmly, it doesn't look like Shengsheng's usual style at all!

"Who said that?"

"I'm very excited."

Zhou Shen was triumphant and tilted his head.

Oh my god!

Finally waited for this day!

Keeping this secret for Lin Yu almost drove the little chatterbox Zhou Shen crazy; how many times did he want to publish this news anonymously on the internet.

Especially when seeing Tropical Rainforest being criticized, Zhou Shen almost couldn't help but use a small account to help Lin Yu fight back anonymously!

Enduring again and again, it was all for this moment.

Zhou Shen's attention is not on the stage now, but instead paying attention to the audience and the judging panel, as well as the public media judging panel.

He was secretly laughing in his heart.

When Brother Yu reveals his face, the expressions on these people's faces must be much more interesting than on the stage.

"Who is it?"

Da Zhangwei squinted his eyes and scratched his head.

These few times Tropical Rainforest appeared on stage.

There would inexplicably be a strong sense of familiarity.

Ah?

It wouldn't be!

A figure suddenly popped up in Da Zhangwei's mind, and then he shook his head with a bitter smile as if he suddenly realized.

Too stupid!

He should have guessed it long ago!

【Where is the person? Where is the person?】

【Why did he disappear again?】

Li Zhien had no intention of putting her mind on the stage.

Her little brain was full of the guitar singing Lin Yu gave her under the influence of alcohol by the small bridge and flowing water last night.

Hurry up and end it!

Hmph!

This annoying Tropical Rainforest will definitely collapse within a year; the happier he laughs today, the more miserably he will cry tomorrow.

"Next, please invite President Chen of Canxing Group to present the Singer King trophy to the champion of this season's Masked Singer."

"Let us thank the sponsors and Canxing Culture for their strong support for the program again."

"......."

"Then next, it is the moment everyone is looking forward to."

"Please invite contestant Tropical Rainforest"

"Reveal the mask!"

Li Hao's words ignited the whole venue again.

"Champion, reveal face"

"Reveal face"

Below the stage, thousands of audience members and a group of guests from the judging panel shouted one after another.

As long as the face is revealed, it means that the battle of the Fallen Purple Star is about to be triggered, and the largest value battle between singers and actors in the history of the entertainment industry is about to be staged.

The shouting resounded through the entire studio.

As all the stage lights were turned off.

Only a spotlight of a white circle was left.

Below the stage, there were the backlights of thousands of mobile phones.

I saw Lin Yu on the stage, holding the trophy in his left hand, and his right hand reaching to the pearly white mask.