Backstage, Liu Qin also clapped hard, her little hands turning red.
"My Uncle Kun is awesome!" Liu Qin said proudly.
When Li Qing saw the lively scene, his eyes became even more intense: "I think after Uncle Kun steps down, we can talk to him about signing the contract with Hanhai..."
Liu Qin continued to applaud, as if he didn't hear what Li Qing said.
Li Qing glanced at her, raised his hands with a frustrated expression, and clapped his hands.
"I'll try my best to bring him together, but I think you'd better not have too much hope." Liu Qin said suddenly.
Li Qing looked at Liu Qin in surprise, then nodded with a smile: "With your words, it's better than ten years of reading."
Liu Qin turned around and said, "Have you ever praised someone so much?"
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"Thank you, thank you everyone!"
Wang Kun smiled and bowed to all the applauding audience on the stage, then stood up and said: "This is my first time singing on such a big stage. My performance is not good. Please forgive me."
"Hey, Uncle Kun, what you said, if you can't sing well, how can we people have the nerve to continue singing in the music industry?"
In the hearing room, second-tier singer Chen Tianyou joked.
"Thank you, little brother." Wang Kun said with a smile.
"Brother Wang, do you still remember me?"
At this time, Cai Jian picked up the phone and asked with a smile.
"Teacher Cai." Wang Kun smiled and nodded: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!"
"Both each other, to be honest, I was surprised to see it was you, Brother Wang! But I remembered the conversation you had with the Asian Lion just now... So, I feel that the true identity of the Asian Lion King has been
It’s ready to come out in my mind..." Cai Jian said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone was booing, asking Cai Jian to reveal the identity of the Asian Lion.
Wang Kun said nothing, but Dong Xiaoxiao said at this time: "Do you really know?"
"Of course, but can I say it?"
Seeing the audience's enthusiasm, Cai Jian was also very happy. He felt that his guess was accurate.
"Of course. Although the program team stipulates that contestants cannot reveal their identities, it does not stipulate that people other than the contestants are not allowed to speculate! However, in the end, whether it is the person you mentioned is open to question." Dong Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
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"Yes, this is my guess." Cai Jian knew the rules of the show and boldly said the name of the Asian Lion.
"The Asian Lion is Yang Feng, Professor Yang!"
Cai Jian's words caused the entire audience to suddenly become silent.
In fact, some people had previously speculated that the Asian Lion was Yang Feng, a professor at the Beijing Conservatory of Music.
Not to mention Yang Feng's profound attainments in lyrics and music, he alone has a proficient singing skill.
In the mid-1980s, the name Yang Feng was already popular all over the country.
At the same time, he also joined the cultural troupe for several years. At that time, Yang Feng's net worth was not to say the highest, but his performance fees for each public performance were also among the highest in the industry.
After retiring, although Yang Feng was no longer active in the music scene, he was still invited by teachers from the Beijing Conservatory of Music to serve as a music professor at the university.
In the music world, Yang Feng is definitely a veteran, with high musical attainments, disciples all over the world, and great prestige.
Although few people in the younger generation know the name Yang Feng, in the music world, even Ma Xuyi, the platinum godfather, has to politely call Yang Feng "teacher" when he sees him.
This is the power of seniority and status, which no one can shake.
If it were Yang Feng, then "The King of Masked Singer" would definitely be the biggest show today.
Although at first, I felt that Yang Feng's participation in "The King of Masked Singer" was a bit unreal and impossible.
But at this moment, after Cai Jian's guidance and Shi Diwangkun's acquiescence, the identity of the Asian Lion was immediately revealed.
But is it really Professor Yang Feng Yang?
"Okay, whether it's Teacher Yang Feng or not, let's put this topic on hold for now. Next, let's interview Teacher Wang Kun."
Dong Xiaoxiao controlled the rhythm of the field, skillfully changed the subject, and asked Wang Kun: "Teacher Wang Kun, do you feel it is a pity that you did not enter the finals?"
"It's a pity, but it's also very comfortable."
Wang Kun raised the mask in his hand: "I thought that wearing this would make me less nervous. After all, singing determines the outcome of our show. But after I came on stage, I found that I seemed to be more nervous than when I was not wearing a mask.
I can't even regulate my breathing."
"However, although it is a pity, I also gained a lot."
Wang Kun said with a smile: "I believe that after this experience, when I go out again, people will no longer point at me and say, Wang Kun is an actor. More people may say, 'Ah, Wang Kun,
He is not only an actor, but also a good singer!"
"I think this is my biggest gain from participating in "The King of Masked Singer" this time, thank you."
After sending Wang Kun off, the recording of the program continued.
The Asian Lion defeated the fallen angel Satan and advanced to the final King of Singer competition.
Another competitor will emerge from the two players, Purple Mandala and General Qin Chao.
After competition, General Qin Chao finally won with a lead of 13 votes, defeating Purple Mandala, the only female in the semi-finals, and became another contender in the King of Singers battle.
When the Qin Dynasty general dressed in military uniform left the stage, the identity of the purple mandala was also revealed.
When the woman wearing the patterned mask took off her mask and appeared in front of the audience, everyone felt a little strange.
However, when the woman's resume was displayed in front of the audience one by one on the big screen, there was a burst of warm applause.
Hu Xiuzhi, a veteran artist in the opera world, has little reputation in the music world, but in the opera world, she is well-known.
She was very good at singing in various dramas, but unfortunately, she was defeated by General Qin Chao's powerful and emotional singing voice in the end.
General Qin Chao may not be able to match Hu Xiuzhi in terms of singing skills, but in terms of emotional investment, the judges did not hesitate to give him full marks.
A moment later, when the Asian Lion and General Qin Chao began the final battle of kings of singers to compete for the title of "King of Masked Singer"...
Backstage, Li Qing was constantly lobbying in front of Wang Kun.
"Uncle Kun, don't worry. Although my studio has just opened, it is definitely full of potential! Do you know China Film Group? Even their boss has said that in the future, all film and television dramas that start shooting will have priority as long as they need film and television soundtracks.
Consider our studio, so you don’t have to worry about not having the chance to sing!”
In the lounge, Li Qing said firmly.
Wang Kun listened unmoved.
Liu Qin, who had originally agreed to lobby together, seemed to be mute at this time, sitting beside him peeling apples.
Li Qing was a little annoyed with Liu Qin, a stupid person, but he had no choice but to continue lobbying and listed all the benefits of joining the studio, no matter what.
But Wang Kun remained unmoved, just nodded with a smile, his attitude was ambiguous.
The sweat on Li Qing's forehead was almost dripping.
This old man is too stubborn!
You can tell me whether to join or not!
Just when Li Qing's face was filled with confusion, Liu Qin handed the peeled apple to Wang Kun: "Uncle, you eat the apple."
Seeing this, Wang Kun happily took the apple and said, "Thank you Qin'er."
"You know I'm an activist. I never tell lies. I'm not like someone who just paints the pie."
Liu Qin said with a smile: "Actually, I personally think that you have nothing to lose by joining Hanhai. No matter how strong the expedition is, it will not be able to overwhelm you. We are not in the same circle at all."
Wang Kun took a bite of the apple and said nothing.
"And Li Qing also has a song he wants you to sing. He wrote it himself." Liu Qin said.
Wang Kun's eyes changed. If he was interested, he said, "What song?"
Liu Qin looked at Li Qing.
Li Qing was annoyed that Liu Qin was trying to make trouble for him in front of him. When he saw Wang Kun's intention, he suddenly realized what he was doing. He slapped his thighs, stood up, tightened his abdomen and raised his chest, and his energy dropped from his Dantian.
The next moment, a soft falsetto sounded in the lounge.
"The chrysanthemum platform reflects the bright moon
Who knew my love was cold
Drunk in the king's arms
Dreaming back to the love of the Tang Dynasty..." (To be continued.)