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Zhang Chen frowned, sighed silently, and was about to take out a cigarette to relieve his fatigue.
It’s quite tiring if you use your brain too much!
But just now!
He suddenly had an idea!
He finally remembered what he had overlooked!
A few days ago, the system dad upgraded and gave him the [second voice]!
Although he can simply change the timbre, when singing, when he reaches some vocal ranges that he is not very good at, if he changes the timbre again, the singing effect will be greatly reduced.
But [the second voice] is different!
This voice is my real voice!
He neither needs to imitate nor strain his voice, he can sing however he wants!
And no one can tell that he is Zhang Chen!
So!
He immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand, ran out and re-recorded a demo to send to the "King of Masked Singer" program team.
But when he left his contact information, he suddenly froze.
"Holy shit! So the clown is actually me?"
Zhang Chen finally realized that it was not his voice that betrayed him before, but his contact information!
But now that it’s Chinese New Year, all the business offices are on holiday, and he doesn’t have anywhere to apply for a new phone card now!
After thinking about it, he called Tang Huan directly.
Contact Tang Ze for important matters!
Ask Tang Huan for trivial matters!
house……
What kind of room is that?
He doesn’t even have his own house now!
Not to mention doing errands inside!
It’s useless to talk to anyone about this matter!
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The call went through.
Zhang Chen went straight to the point: "Tang Huan, do you have any extra phone cards?"
Tang Huan was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, I have plenty of these. They are all spare secondary cards. What do you want this for?"
"Very good!"
Zhang Chen slapped his thigh and said, "Bring me one right away!"
He didn’t explain why.
Anyway, he will never tell Tang Huan what he wants to do before everything settles!
Half an hour later, Tang Huan brought Zhang Chen an unused phone card.
After the phone card was automatically activated, Zhang Chen wrote the number on the email and sent it to the Masked Singer.
After doing this, he couldn't help but smile proudly.
The surname is Feng!
Don’t you want me to participate in “The King of Masked Singer”?
It’s true!
This time, my buddy is really determined to participate!
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Wait until the brother successfully wins the King of Singer and finally reveals his face, it will be over to see if the brother scares you to death!
But why do you always feel like there is nothing left to do?
Zhang Chen rubbed his brows again and thought about it.
Although he didn’t know what he had forgotten, he had a strong feeling.
If he doesn’t get this done, he will definitely not be able to sleep today!
"The King of Masked Singer" program group.
The assistant director who was the first to discover Zhang Chen's song "Swell" had already listened to all the demos in the mailbox. He shook his head, stretched, and prepared to get off work.
At this time.
A new email notification sounded.
The assistant director looked at the time and saw that there were still five or six minutes left before getting off work. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he casually opened the new email.
A piano sound that wasn’t too outstanding came out immediately through the computer speakers.
The assistant director frowned slightly.
He has listened to this prelude so many times today that he might have vomited after listening to it, but he has long been tired of it anyway.
But just when he was about to turn off the demo, an ethereal female voice suddenly sounded.
"Black, white, red, yellow
Purple, green, blue, gray
Yours, mine, his, hers
Big, small, round, flat
Good, bad, beautiful, ugly
New and old styles
Various colors for you to choose from
…”
A large section of lyrics that was almost nonsense reached the ears of the assistant director.
But he didn’t feel any impatience. Instead, his eyes widened in surprise.
When the last four words of "It's your choice" were sung, he fell down from the chair.
“Old Liu, what’s wrong?”
A producer next to him asked immediately when he saw his appearance.
The assistant director swallowed, pointed at the computer and said, "Fuck! This singing skill is simply amazing!"
"Singing skills?"
The producer was stunned and immediately came over.
The assistant director also hurriedly stood up again and turned up the volume of the sound system.
"Black, white, red, yellow
Purple, green, blue, gray
Yours, mine, his, hers
Big, small, round, flat
Good, bad, beautiful, ugly
New and old styles
Various colors for you to choose from
…”
At this time, the female voice coming from the speaker repeated the lyrics just now.
The producer frowned and said speechlessly: "What kind of crappy lyrics are these? Even a primary school student can write them!"
The deputy director hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, you are focusing on the wrong point!"
The producer was puzzled: "Then what should I pay attention to? And the singing skills don't sound that good either!"
The assistant director gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait!"
He pulled the progress bar forward, and then used his super-fast hand speed to quickly copy down the previous lyrics in exactly the same way.
"You will know after you sing along and try it."
The assistant director handed the lyrics to the producer.
"OK!"
The producer didn’t take it to heart. Not only were the lyrics of this song simple, but the melody was also very simple.
He usually prides himself on being the number one voice on Jinmen TV. Isn’t this such a trivial thing easy for him to do?
The assistant director immediately clicked play again, and the producer immediately started singing along with the melody.
result!
He only sang two lines when he suddenly got stuck.
"What's wrong?"
The assistant director paused the progress bar and said knowingly.
The producer said with some embarrassment: "I smoke too much, and my lung capacity can't keep up."
The deputy director chuckled and said, "Even if you don't smoke, you will never be able to sing this song completely!"
The producer was a little dissatisfied and asked: "How is this possible?"
The assistant director curled his lips and said, "You'll know after you listen to it two more times!"
The simple melody continued to sound.
“Fly as high and as far as possible, the better
If you cut the thread, it will die.
It’s good to be happy that your life span is short
As long as you like it, it’s no big deal
Getting smaller and smaller, getting smaller and smaller
Even though I’m about to die, I’m still very proud
…”
After listening to this paragraph, the producer who had been unconvinced just now suddenly widened his eyes.
"This was this sung in one breath?"
He was stunned, staring blankly at the assistant director, his eyes full of disbelief.
It’s too difficult to sing so many words in one breath, and every word has to be in tune, isn’t it?
?? If nothing else, just this vital capacity is not something that ordinary people can do!
"What was sung in one breath?"
The movement between the two people attracted the attention of other people in the program team.
Then!
The assistant director played the song "Balloon" again.
After listening, the whole room was filled with gasps. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com