radiothebook Chapter 277 I'm going to drain all the heat from Bai Zhi!
Chapter 277 I'm going to drain all the heat from Bai Zhi!
All the contestants have arrived.
The atmosphere in the room instantly became subtle.
Everyone knew how brutal the duels were, and each person looked at the other with a hint of scrutiny and wariness in their eyes. The air was as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
In this extremely tense competitive atmosphere, Jiang Bai seemed particularly... out of place.
He was sprawled on a single sofa, holding his phone in his hand, his fingers rapidly tapping the screen, a smug, wicked smile playing on his lips.
Because at this point, the WeChat group for "404 Mental Hospital" had exploded.
Su Ze: [@Jiang Bai, if you don't come back soon, our class will start taking attendance!]
Gu Dapeng: [If I hadn't answered for you, I would have known Old Zhang would have found out.]
Lin Le: [Based on general surveys, there's a 99% chance Jiang Bai won't be there.]
Jiang Bai raised an eyebrow, forcibly suppressing a smile, and typed a line of text:
Jiang Bai: [Don't tag me, the signal is bad. I'm in the Maldives, just got off the plane. The sea breeze here is quite salty, the sand is very white, I plan to go back tomorrow.]
After these words were spoken, the group fell into a three-second silence.
Followed by.
Su Ze: [Maldives?! Holy crap! Where did you get the money? Did you rob a bank?]
Lin Le: [Wait a minute... is that the point? The point is, is Bai Zhi here with you?!]
Jiang Bai looked at the words "Bai Zhi Sister" and the rough man inside him laughed so hard he almost fell over.
Jiang Bai: [Yes, she's here. And it's so hot today, Bai Zhi is wearing a really cool swimsuit and getting ready to go snorkeling.]
Jiang Bai paused for a moment, then continued to tease the group.
Jiang Bai: [Ahem, if you call me dad, I might give you an exclusive photo. (Beckons with his hand)]
Su Ze: [(Drooling emoji) Exclusive photos? Swimsuit...?! Third brother! No, Dad! My dear father! I need exclusive photos! As long as I can see Goddess Bai Zhi's swimsuit photos, I, Su Ze, will be your most loyal lackey for life!]
Gu Dapeng: [Dad +1! I also want to see the goddess snorkeling! Just thinking about it makes me want to eat three more bowls of rice!]
Lin Le: [Stop talking nonsense, send it now! Dad, we're all waiting.]
Seeing the flood of "Dad" comments below, Jiang Bai laughed until tears almost streamed down his face.
He casually pulled out a row of photos of pink pigs rolling around in a mud puddle from his phone's emoji library.
Jiang Bai: [My good sons, catch this! This is your exclusive treat—a stunning photo album of my sons!]
After sending the message, Jiang Bai simply slammed his phone onto the sofa.
Half a second later, the phone started buzzing incessantly.
Without even looking, you can tell that the three sons are probably already staging a "mad demolition" due to their intellectual insults.
"Hehe, I said it was an exclusive photo, but I didn't say it was an exclusive photo of Jiang Baizhi!"
.......
soon.
The program has begun recording.
The first two groups of contestants competed against each other with an extremely smooth pace, as fast as if they were rushing to catch the Spring Festival travel rush.
Jiang Bai sat backstage, listening to the faint roaring sounds coming from the front desk, and nodded to himself.
No wonder "The Masked Singer" still consistently outperforms "The Voice of China" in viewership even after its peak.
None of the contestants on this stage are easy targets.
They're either has-been singers who were incredibly popular ten years ago, their voices now tinged with the wear and tear of time.
They are either highly skilled behind-the-scenes producers with so many techniques they could write a textbook on them.
Compared to the amateurs on "The Voice of China" who rely solely on their voices to shout, each mask here hides a profound sentiment.
Jiang Bai listened to the audience's discussions through the monitor in the lounge.
Only then did he realize that the middle-aged man who had nodded to him in the lounge was actually a folk music legend who had been nominated for a Golden Melody Award.
Even such a big shot was eliminated in the first round by a stronger opponent.
"Tsk tsk, the Masked Singer, no wonder he's called a king."
Jiang Bai leaned back on the sofa, unable to help but sigh.
"They're all ready-made stepping stones, just to highlight the king who will be revealed in the end."
Just as he was feeling sentimental, the door to the lounge was pushed open by a staff member.
"Teacher Jiang, it's your turn to record your pre-competition video."
Jiang Bai stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked into the preparation room.
.......
The lighting in the preparation room was extremely tricky.
The cameraman, carrying his equipment, gestured for Jiang Bai to sit in the chair in the center, then cleared his throat and asked:
"Teacher, may I ask your name?"
Jiang Bai's lips twitched slightly behind the mask. He took a deep breath and replied:
"Jiang Bai."
The cameraman paused for a moment, his camera wobbling, and blurted out:
"This name... sounds so familiar!"
"Jiang Bai, Jiang Baizhi... Teacher, your name is only one character different from that amazing girl who scored 1995 points on The Voice of China recently!"
Jiang Bai was waiting for these words!
He knew that this was a "self-rescue segment" that director Li Ming had specially prepared for him.
In this era where traffic is king, why not take advantage of it?
"Master, I'm going all out!"
Jiang Bai roared inwardly.
"What does shame matter when it comes to the common prosperity of the Jiang family business? I'll suck the heat out of Bai Zhi!"
next second.
Jiang Bai lowered his head slightly, concealing his expression with his mask, his tone carrying just the right amount of "nostalgia" and "pride":
"You mean Angelica dahurica...?"
Jiang Bai sighed deeply, as if recalling something:
"She is my goddess."
"You could even say she's my muse."
The young man's eyes lit up: "Goddess? So, you two are really related?"
Jiang Bai's lips curled into a meaningful smile. He tilted his head slightly towards the camera, his tone incredibly ambiguous:
"As for the relationship... I have strict family rules, so it's hard to go into details."
"But what I can tell you is that we live in the same neighborhood and have eaten the same lunch."
"I was watching her sing from the side."
"When she got 1995 points, I was more excited than anyone else."
Over the next ten minutes, Jiang Bai demonstrated what it means to "ride the wave" in textbook style!
Nine out of ten sentences she speaks are about Jiang Baizhi.
What? "Bai Zhi usually loves wearing skirts."
"Bai Zhi is actually very timid."
"Bai Zhi likes to eat braised pork."
"I came to participate in the masked singer competition to scout out a path for her..." and so on.
He portrayed the friendly relationship between Jiang Baizhi and me so vividly that it was incredibly convincing!