Chapter 462

"Too professional, really too professional!"

Hu Yanbin slapped his thigh hard.

He shouted excitedly.

"Damn! This flavor is too right!"

Da Zhangwei himself is a Yanjing native, and hearing this Peking Opera singing style integrated into the song, he clapped his hands and praised it repeatedly.

"Oh, oh."

Liang Qiuyu's mouth twitched repeatedly with excitement.

This hanging voice was added well!

Just like a male-female duet.

It just catered to the rich emotions of the scholar and the young lady in the sand art.

Delicate like a scroll!

Too beautiful!

"Cough cough cough..."

Liang Qiuyu coughed repeatedly with excitement.

Feeling dizzy, he hurriedly took a few blood pressure pills and swallowed them with mineral water.

It wasn't in vain to come today!

Since he discovered such a top-tier Chinese-style musician in the Chinese music scene.

He was a bit short-sighted and self-righteous before.

Thinking of this, Liang Qiuyu lowered his head in shame. Even Zhou Shen, who is good at fancy singing,

widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard Lin Yu's two lines of hanging voice.

Did Lin Yu sing this?

Too incredible!

Breathing, including the grasp of some turns, and the conversion of true and false voices, can be called perfect.

If he didn't know the true identity under the helmet, Zhou Shen would never think of Lin Yu.

This is clearly a skilled singer!

And on stage,

Zhang Bichen's face lost its color after hearing these fancy singing lines.

What are you doing?

This is aimed at me, right?

We're all getting paid, why make me look bad?

Too much, this is simply too much!

Just cut off Xilin's high note.

Now you're here to destroy me, right?

How did we all become stepping stones for Rainforest! This is too unfair.

From a professional point of view, even Zhang Bichen has nothing to say about this song, but thinking of this competition system, she is still grinding her teeth with anger.

She looked at the director team backstage with anger.

What are you still doing? Hurry up and let me go down.

Standing on the same stage as Lin Yu makes Zhang Bichen feel like she's sitting on pins and needles, like thorns on her back, like a bone in her throat. Every minute, every second is enjoyment for the audience, but for Zhang Bichen, it's real suffering.

Ah, this kid can even do opera singing!

Wang Chenchen and Che Ze looked at each other.

At this moment, an answer appeared in their eyes. Holy crap!

We were deceived, everyone was deceived!

Lin Yu came to "Masked Singer" this time just to play the pig to eat the tiger.

His strength is unfathomable; he is clearly not a music novice; everyone underestimated Lin Yu before.

Underestimated this all-around musician!

"It's over, I haven't heard enough, Rainforest, give us another one."

"Give us another song! Good to listen to, too good to listen to."

"This match is definitely a god-level scene; I've never heard such a steady, perfect live performance." "Hehe! I knew he would be fine."

Yang Mi curled her lips; at this moment, although others were praising Lin Yu, it seemed as if they were praising her.

Under the mask, she was full of smugness!

"Ah! That is"

After Lin Yu finished the last line of lyrics.

The whole venue erupted into exclamations.

I saw the sand artist start to supplement the sand art, which was the part on the far left at the beginning, that little dirt mound.

The flowing sand fell little by little.

The little dirt mound actually turned into a desolate grave!

!!!

Holy crap!

Seeing this, everyone got goosebumps; this picture was not scary, but rather had a heartbreaking sense of pity.

It turned out to be such a tragic ending.

This was just a memory, a bubble. It was the scholar's fantasy, a lingering attachment to beautiful memories.

Sublimated, the theme was sublimated again!

Even Li Hao on the side of the stage was intoxicated, unable to extricate himself.

It took him a long time to get on stage, leaving a few seconds of blank space for this picture.

"Thanks to Rainforest for the wonderful performance, please pick up the machines in your hands and start voting!" After Li Hao finished this sentence, his eyes toward Lin Yu also carried a trace of awe.

This is a master-level musician, not to be underestimated.

When he saw the voting results handed up, Li Hao gasped.

"Contestant Rainforest, the final voting result is..."

"985 votes!"

Seeing this vote count, the audience was unhappy; just like last time, they rose up and cursed.

"Damn you! Which idiot didn't vote?"

"Oh, jealous and hateful, right!? Can't afford to lose, right!?"

"Black curtain! There must be a black curtain; Director, I suggest that those who didn't vote be dragged to that grave in the sand art and buried alive; they don't deserve to be human."

Yang Mi was also infected by the audience below, and followed them in righteous indignation.

Zhang Bichen:???

I deserve to be eliminated, why is no one speaking for me? ===== CHAPTER 463 =====