Chapter 297: Duel
Chapter 297 of the main text volume duel
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Dong Xiaoxiao paused and continued: "Among the total 99 votes, the celebrity jury voted for the Asian lion 7 votes and the nine-tailed fox 4 votes!"
As soon as this result came out, the stars on the trial table suddenly became solemn.
"The nine-tailed fox-shaped shì is very severe!"
"But between the two singers, the gap in singing skills is too obvious, who is to blame!"
At this time, Dajun gloated and said: "Luo Sheng, you are miserable, you have offended the veteran of the music world!"
When Luo Fei heard this, he instantly buried his head between his arms and pretended to be an ostrich.
"At this time, the star listens to the jury's vote, so what will be the result of the vote of the 88 viewers?"
Dong Xiaoxiao glanced at the audience, and found that everyone was holding their breath, tilting their heads, looking at themselves with blazing eyes, and felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart welling up, and the next moment, she shouted in a passionate voice: "Now, open the winner!"
"The final vote count of the first matchup of the first round of "The Masked Singer", 67:22!"
"The singer who can advance to the next round of the competition is the Asian Lions!"
There was an instant cheer from the audience.
The judges also applauded passionately: "This is really a competition for strength!"
"Here, the figure and appearance are not important, under the mask, only the singing voice can move people's hearts!"
"The Masked Singer did it!"
When the applause gradually stopped, Dong Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "The Asian Lion won, let us congratulate the Asian Lion!"
"Then next, Mr. Asian Lion, please leave the stage and prepare for the next stage showdown!"
The Asian male lion scratched his head cutely, he suddenly picked up the microphone and said, "I've always been a fan of Guangya, so is this really Guangya?"
The nine-tailed fox clasped his hands on his chest, wagged his tail, snorted, and didn't say a word, indicating that I was angry!
The Asian male lion shrugged and turned away.
"What a cute nine-tailed fox!"
"It's Guangya!"
"Guangya!
When the name Guangya was chanted in unison at the scene, Dong Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "The beautiful nine-tailed fox who lost to the Asian lion is standing next to me at this time, ah~ I can smell the fragrance on her body, is she really the otaku god Guangya? Now, let's disclose the true identity of the nine-tailed fox, please remove the mask!"
When the nine-tailed fox heard this, he slowly turned around and gently took off the tightly guarded mask and hood.
The first thing that caught the audience's eye was the bright blonde hair!
Gorgeous and dazzling, with the slender and slender back, this moment ushered in a burst of excited shouts and applause from the audience.
Immediately after, under everyone's attention, the nine-tailed fox turned around
"Ahh
"It's her!"
"It can't be!"
"It's like a bolt from the blue!"
"Oh my God, my light!"
When the auditorium and the audience saw the true face of the nine-tailed fox, they all collapsed!
"Hello everyone, I'm comedian Wu Chunlan, uh, don't be so exaggerated in your reactions, I'm really working the show!"
I saw on the stage, a woman with a bewitching posture and a bumpy body was standing shyly beside Dong Xiaoxiao.
However, what makes everyone want to look at the neck is the big pie face.
She has a wide forehead.
She has a pair of single-eyelid eyes, not small, and quite spiritual, which is probably the only thing that stands out about the whole face.
Next, there is her onion and garlic nose, and that thick lips, these two parts are unbearable to see.
Because it's miserable!
Compared with the figure that makes all men and women yearn for it, this face is simply miserable!
And this is the much-anticipated otaku god Guangya?
Of course not, she is a famous comedian in Taiwan, Wu Chunlan!
"No wonder the song is so bad, it turned out to be her!"
"The variety shows she does are very funny, but they are often green leaves to foil!"
"Wu Chunlan is very good at telling meat jokes, I've watched her show!"
"She worked hard in the entertainment industry in the early days, and it was very difficult to mix. ”
When the audience was shocked and discussed, Dajun stood up abruptly and said with a look of surprise: "Baozi, why are you here!"
"Oh, Dajun, you're also there, I just cared about singing, and I forgot about your save!" Wu Chunlan waved her orchid finger and said with a happy face.
Dajun's face twitched, and he sat down without saying a word.
There was a lot of laughter in the audience.
"But to be honest, I never knew that Baozi's figure was so good!"
Dajun shook his spirits, raised the microphone, and exclaimed again: "In the past, when we were doing shows together, you always wore loose clothes, I'm sorry, your bun face doesn't make people notice your perfect body, why are you glaring at me? I don't blame me, because everyone thinks so." ”
Wu Chunlan pinched her waist with both hands and puffed out her mouth angrily, "Dead Dajun, shut up! If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." ”
"Ok, ok, I'll shut up!" Daejun shrugged helplessly.
This scene made all the audience feel novel, in the past shows, there were few stars who sarcastically mocked each other, most of them praised each other, politely praised each other, and a happy atmosphere.
But at this time, seeing the happy bickering of these two stars made the audience, who had always been accustomed to the previous recording mode, feel like they had broken into a new world, and suddenly felt enlightened.
Offstage, Huang Yansong couldn't help but laugh.
However, as a director, he controls the rhythm of live recording, so although he has a little interest in this Wu Chunlan, who has not been noticed before, at this moment, recording is the top priority.
He gestured to Dong Xiaoxiao.
Dong Xiaoxiao understood the director's meaning, and even took action.
Soon, in a few words, Wu Chunlan left the stage and waved goodbye to "The Masked Singer".
And the revelation of Wu Chunlan's identity also made the audience have endless aftertastes.
"I think that the audience friends at the scene and in front of the TV, when everyone mentions Wu Chunlan in the future, it may no longer be just the audience's natural comedian face!
We're paying more attention to the direction, and maybe she'll have her perfect body!"
Dong Xiaoxiao summed it up, and then continued: "Next, start the second duel of the second group......"
Time passes imperceptibly.
An hour later.
The first round of "The Masked Singer" is over.
The winners are the Asian Lion, the General of the Qin Dynasty, the Purple Mandala, and the Fallen Angel Satan!
With the exception of Purple Mandala, who was the only woman, the other three contestants were all men.
Dong Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and the tense hosting of an hour of concentrating all her energy made her a little lacking in spirit.
But she cherishes and values the show "The Masked Singer" very much, and she also knows that this opportunity is not easy to come by, so she cheered up again and said loudly: "Next, it is the second round of the competition, and the four winners will be divided into two groups to have a one-on-one solo song showdown!"
At this time, the field staff quickly stepped forward with a bamboo tube.
"After careful consideration by our program team, we decided to start the draw in the second round. ”
After Dong Xiaoxiao took the bamboo tube, she said with a smile: "This is a lottery bucket, there are four bamboo sticks on the bucket, two of which are long and two are short. ”
The four masked contestants already knew the rules of the game, so they all nodded their heads in affirmation.
Immediately after, they stepped forward and each of them drew a bamboo stick.
"Asian Lion vs Fallen Angel Satan!"
"Purple Mandala vs General of the Qin Dynasty!" (To be continued.) )