That night, the popularity of "The King of Masked Singer" reached its hottest.

Ye Lingchen's "Guangdong Love Story" ranked fourth on the hot search list. As for the top three... they were actually the songs sung by the other three young actors.

Ye Lingchen just laughed it off and stopped paying attention to this phenomenon.

In addition, he actually received private messages from many celebrities.

Xiaodong: "It's a pity that I didn't participate, otherwise I would have to take whatever I said I would take. This time I'm entrusted to you. What's wrong with the young and handsome guys? We musicians can't be so useless!"

Asa: "Mr. Superman, although I don't know who you are,... please come on!"

Damo: "For the older generation of singers and for the new generation of singers, fuck them!"

The person who sends messages to them is either an older generation singer or a singer who is obsessed with music. They are full of love and persistence for music, and at the same time, they are also afraid that they will encounter such a thing.

The young and handsome guy can actually crush them, why?

Ye Lingchen was idle and looked over one by one.

Nervous? Looking forward?

Ye Lingchen didn't even have it, all he had was a little excitement.

A young and handsome guy, it’s all over!

The next day.

The final of "The Masked Singer" opens.

This time, the number of people following has risen sharply, and countless people have watched the live broadcast room.

【This show is about to begin, it's so anxious.】

【There is more than an hour left, I am really looking forward to it.】

[I don't know who was the first to go on stage.]

[Hahaha, you can see that my Taotao will definitely win the championship.]

[Nonsense! It must be my Huang Xing! I will win!]

【Binbin’s strongest!】

[I look forward to the performance of the code name Superman.]

[If you have anything to look forward to, you will definitely be eliminated first!]

...

"The King of Masked Singer" is less than an hour left before the live broadcast.

The stage is being actively arranged, everyone is in place, the director has made sure it over and over again, and everyone is extremely nervous.

All contestants are in place.

Ye Lingchen stayed in the lounge, lying leisurely, as if he was not the one who was going to compete today, but the easiest one.

Su Mo was worried, have you forgotten what a cruel opponent you were facing?

However, she didn't dare to disturb Ye Lingchen too much, so she could only stand aside and explain some attention points, "It's about to start. This round is also a draw of lots, and the order of four people playing..."

Ye Lingchen nodded carelessly, "Well, understand."

In everyone's expectations.

Finally entered the countdown!

three.

two.

one.

The live broadcast begins!

Host Lossi elegantly stepped onto the stage and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, welcome to the final of "The Masked Singer" on Orange Station! Today, there will be an ultimate King of Singer duel here. All four of them have super high popularity. Today they will compete for the only championship throne on the same stage!

I believe that the audience in front of the TV and on the scene have already started to be unable to wait. Well, there are only less than ten minutes left before the competition officially begins. Now it is the lottery. You might as well go to the backstage with me and see the lottery situation. Who will be the first singer to appear today? Let's wait and see."

Backstage.

There are four rooms in total.

Ye Lingchen, Huang Xing, Zhang Tao and Binbin.

Luo Sisi walked to Ye Lingchen's door nervously and spoke, "Mr. Superman, his identity is still a mystery so far. Everyone has made various speculations about his identity, and the discussion is particularly fierce. Now, I will take you in for an interview first."

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Ye Lingchen's voice came out, "Please come in."

Luo Sisi carefully pushed the door and said generously: "Mr. Superman, the competition is about to come. How are you preparing?"

“You can play anytime.”

"It seems that Mr. Superman is very confident in this game, right?"

"It depends on my performance on the stage."

Ye Lingchen's answer was just right, and then Luo Sisi walked out of the room and interviewed three other people.

Unlike Ye Lingchen's answer, the three of them expressed their desire and determination for the championship, and asked for support in front of the camera.

Live broadcast room.

【Ahhhh, the result is out!】

【Who will be on stage first?】

【I'm going, Taotao is the first one!】

[Hahaha, Huang Xing is the second one!]

【Binbin has good luck, and is the third one.】

[So, that Superman is the last one to appear.]

[Get started now, my ticket is for Huang Xing.]

【Damn, the game hasn't started yet.】

[What's wrong with it? I'm going to make the decision on my votes, and I'll mobilize my sisters to vote!]

...

The star who was eliminated in the last round was also sitting on the stage as a guest.

Teacher Luo: "Superman's luck is pretty good, and the last one to go on stage has a little advantage."

Teacher Teng frowned and said, "This is not very useful."

Feather: "Yeah, I don't know what he will sing this time."

Su Mo was in the background, clenched his fists nervously, and his palms were covered in sweat.

The draw ends and the game enters the final countdown stage.

The lights were prepared, the music was heard, everyone's eyes were focused, and the staff were all classified!

At the same time, Weibo, Toutiao, Moments, and Post Bar are also being flooded with the masked singer.

The popularity of the program is rising, and more and more people are entering the live broadcast room, and there are constant discussions. The live broadcast room is flooded with screens, and screams are also coming one after another.

Finally, the light suddenly changed.

"Here's here, it's starting!"

"Ah Taotao! Come on Taotao!"

"Support Taotao!"

"So handsome!"

The fluorescent stick swayed like waves, and Zhang Tao's fans raised the fluorescent plate high.

When the door on the stage opened, Zhang Tao, who was the first to appear, walked out slowly, and the crowd became even more crazy in an instant.

The competition begins!

Amid the applause of the audience, the music rang.

The electronic piano sounded, just like the rock style before.

Zhang Tao raised his body, held the microphone in front of his mouth, and suddenly roared at the sky at some point!

"I said Langtao, you said it!"

"I said Langtao, you said it!"

"I said Langtao, you said it!"

"Come together!"

"Wang Tao!" Zhang Tao faced the microphone to the audience "Yo!"
To be continued...