My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"Hello everyone, this is the live show of The Masked Singer. Welcome back. Please take off your mask!"

The host guided politely and an assistant came to the scene immediately.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, in the special music timing, the mask was taken off little by little, and the host held the microphone and shouted non-stop: "Who, who, who, who could she be?"

"Oh my god, it's really Bai Xue!"

There was a sigh at the scene. Lin An smiled calmly. An urge to step to the front and become famous arose in his heart and gradually became stronger.

Celebrities, as the ancients said, will go down in history. Even after they die, people in later generations will remember them!

If he turned into all living things, such as birds, when people thought of that name, they would still remember it clearly and piece together the memories with pride and pride, which in itself would be a kind of happiness.

Therefore, this time he was not going to take the middle path, but to cut through the thorns and speak out his truest thoughts.

"Good! Congratulations, Mr. Feiyu, you really have a keen eye!"

The host happily spoke congratulatory words, and at this moment, as the true identity of the masked singer was revealed, the atmosphere on the scene reached its most sensational moment.

"Jiangnan! Retro style! The two birds are singing in the river. Why didn't I think of it? This may be deliberate!"

Lin Meng was immediately relieved and tried to smooth things over.

Wang Minqi, who was sitting on Lin An's left, had a red face and sat there awkwardly and stiffly, as if she was still in a daze because of the failure of her guess.

"She's going to be out!"

Lin An speculated in his mind, and at the same time felt that the production crew behind the show must be very dissatisfied.

The scene is noisy and lively, and the backstage will naturally keep an eye on it.

But what Lin An wanted to know most was how the Lin family and Jiang Qing reacted after watching Queen of Masked Singer!

Lin!

"Oh my, this entertainment industry is so chaotic, I wonder how many women Lin An has had affairs with!"

As expected, Lin Zhou sat up from the sofa, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately started drooling and spewing shit all over the place.

The entertainment industry is chaotic, but it has not yet reached the point where one has to "find a soulmate among the mountains and streams."

After hearing how dark Lin Zhou's mind was, Lin Qingcheng turned her head to look at Lin Zhou and said, "It seems that you don't want to enter the celebrity circle!"

"Hey, you don't know, many things are **, can **!"

Lin Shishi knows a little more.

This is true. When it comes to entertaining the public, even how people speak requires special training.

The lines are all written on the prompter by the editor behind the scenes.

"Oh? If it's **, then it's considered a puppet, and this job is not easy to do!"

Changing the subject, Lin Zhou's position remained unchanged.

"Yes, that's right!" Linda looked up from the page on his mobile phone. He liked watching financial programs and had no interest in such entertainment programs.

"King of Masked Singer, isn't this just taking off your pants to fart?"

Xiao Wan said the same thing, and everyone else laughed in embarrassment.

"Cough cough!"

Linda coughed twice, signaling his family to be more reserved, but he laughed even more wildly.

"My second sister is playing the piano in the corner. When will she find a way out?"

This is what Lin Qingcheng cares about. After all, King of Masked Singer is just a TV program.

"Big sister, you don't understand. This is called the transition from the old to the new! First make yourself familiar with the audience, then sing under a mask, and it will come naturally!"

Fourth sister Lin Miaomiao spoke, and Lin Zhou felt very uncomfortable and started to think about it immediately.

"Fourth sister is a bit outgoing!"

He muttered to himself but held back from saying anything.

Qin family.

"That's amazing! A pair of discerning eyes is very important!"

Qin Tinghan was dazzled and smelling the pig head in front of him, his mind had already flown to the competition stage.

Qin Jiaojiao ate voraciously.

"This is made of pig head meat. I feel like it could be better. I've tried the ones bought at the food court. Ours is a bit too ordinary."

Jiang Qing, however, kept thinking about how to make the pig head less salty.

"Don't think about it, the taste of braised meat is the same. If you want to stand out, you have to ask Ah An!"

When Jiang Tinghan heard the muttering, he turned around and teased his mother in an unpleasant manner.

It would be a bit of a downer to talk about pig's head at this time.

Of course Jiang Qing likes the son who is so brilliant on TV. Ever since A'an returned to the Qin family, everything has been going smoothly at home. A'an has become the umbrella of protection for this small family. With A'an around, their small family is full of happiness.

But she was more concerned about what the three women could do to prevent An from being so tired.

"I will spread this song. It is composed by Feiyu and it must be a classic! Do you have any other suggestions?"

On TV, the singer Bai Xue, who has a lot of experience but looks young, was very generous and discussed art with Lin An on the spot.

Come to think of it, these singers are all successful and famous, so when they participate in entertainment programs, even if it is for advertising purposes, they can't help but put down their airs.

Talking about art in a humble manner will make it sound particularly grand and noble, which is also a routine.

She understood, and Lin An understood too.

As they looked at each other, they couldn't help but form a tacit understanding and smiled at each other.

Lin Meng didn't know what to say. The host was very sharp-eyed and of course hoped that Lin An could share more.

"This song is originally about the ambiguity between men and women. If it had a little rap, it would have been even better!"

Lin An was generous in sharing and spoke freely, which made the audience fascinated.

Lin Meng was sitting on the side, and had unknowingly been drawn into the situation.

"why?"

The one who spoke was Wang Minqi.

"Because of the difference between ancient and modern times, young people now like to express their feelings directly!"

Lin An's reaction speed was so fast that even Lin Yunshu who was standing beside him couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Great! I didn't expect the great composer Feiyu to change his style! Not so subtle anymore?"

"A famous artist is indeed a famous artist!"

“This is a famous artist!”

There was an exclamation in the audience.

"Okay, thank you. I hope we can have a chance to cooperate in the future!"

The director urged her through the headset, and Bai Xue immediately retreated to the side seats. The next performance continued. The singer sang an old song called "Happy Monkey".

A male singer sang and danced, and his singing was quite charming.

This time, Lin Meng guessed it first. It was an imitator of a certain program and the winning contestant of the recent Variety Show.

There were almost no surprises with the other singers who performed one after another.

Lin An's comments on each singer were very accurate and to the point, and the audience praised him again and again.

"Professional! Absolutely professional!"

"His comments are not clichéd, and every sentence is refreshing, allowing ordinary audiences like us to understand the art of singing."

"What a genius! I wonder when new works will come out!"

The program is people-oriented, and the audience's praise is like the people's representatives, representing the whole society's reaction to the program.