Almighty Star Daddy

  Han Mo didn't know that there was another pair of eyes behind him paying attention to him. After a few words with Liu Xiaoqing, he went back to the No. 7 lounge.

  Just now sitting down in the lounge, Meng Si’s little assistant came back from the outside chitteringly.

"Is all sick? The first sentence who sees me now is whether Han Mo still sings folk songs today?" The little assistant walked in the chair by the sofa, and continued angrily, "What's wrong with singing folk songs? Brother Han can also win the championship by singing folk songs."

The little assistant gets angry as he talks, and he sees a lot of negative comments on the Internet these days. Although he is considered half of the entertainment industry, these things should be light. Which of the artists in the company does not have negative news, but the key is Now the assistant is a fan of Han Mo, and the idol is scolded, and it is harder to be scolded than himself.

  The little assistant leaned over to Han Mo, “Brother Han, don’t be afraid, let’s sing folk songs, it’s nice, my little brother supports you.” The little assistant was originally a timid and honest person.

  Han Mo looked at the serious-faced little assistant, paused, and squeezed a word out of his lips, "Okay."

Although only one word was returned to him, the little assistant became more energetic, "Brother Han, those who say you will be eliminated are jealous of you. I suspect it is the ghost of Jinda Entertainment. Look at their Song Qing today. , He just sings folk songs, what does it mean? I analyzed..." Before the assistant had finished speaking, Meng Si, who was originally back and forth, stretched out his leg and gave him a kick.

  The little assistant was talking vigorously, when he was kicked suddenly, a fire in his heart rose, and his eyes turned back angrily...

  "Meng, President Meng..." laughed instantly.

  Meng Si said with hands on hips impatiently, "Don't talk about it, the listener is upset."

  The anger in the eyes of the little assistant instantly turned into grievance, "Isn’t I also embracing the injustice for Brother Han, and I feel angry in my heart."

   "There is a fire in my heart and I sit in the corner, and it’s cool there." Meng Si followed the corner with his finger, and the assistant was taken aback for a while, sitting still. Meng Si raised his eyes and said, "The stinky boy can't go there soon."

  The little assistant reluctantly got up and walked to the lonely chair in the corner.

If you are upset, no one is annoyed by Meng Si. He is Han Mo’s agent. Any negative news is handled by him. Han Mo has a good performance in the game. He is the happiest. If there is a problem with Han Mo, he is The most worrying.

  It is conceivable that a small assistant will be besieged and inquired constantly. As the boss of Sichen Media and the agent of the hottest singer in the competition, Meng Si has been overwhelmed by how much spit. Even some senior officials in Apple TV took the initiative to inquire about Han Mo's situation with Meng Si. After all, this program is a guarantee of TV ratings during this period. As the most popular singer, Apple TV also attaches great importance to Han Mo.

  So Meng Si was anxious and did not dare to say in front of Han Mo. After all, before the game, he said too much for fear that he would be emotionally affected.

  Meng Si sat in the position of the assistant just now and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm not worried about you at all."

  At this time, the outside stage was brightly lit, and the game started.

   Waves of applause proved that the singer came on stage and stepped down. Meng Si was sitting on the edge of the sofa with his hands wrapped around his chest and straight, waiting for the assistant choreographer to tell them to wait.

  The 5th contestant is over, the staff informs Han Mo to wait, Meng Si suddenly stands up.

  Two people walked side by side in the corridor leading to the staging area, Meng Si coughed slightly, "Um, it's okay, I'm not worried about you at all."

  Han Mo stopped suddenly, looked at Meng Si helplessly, and said calmly, "You have said this sentence six times."

  Meng Si was taken aback, not knowing that he had said it so many times, and chuckled, "This shows that I really have faith in you."

  Han Mo didn't speak, shook his head, and went on.

   Meng Si curled his lips and whispered, "Have you had that many times?" He hurriedly caught up with Han Mo, "Well, today's song?"

  Meng Si suddenly remembered that he only knew the name of the song Han Mo was going to sing, but didn't know what type of song it was.

  Han Mo knew exactly what Meng thought was asking, and deliberately sold it, "You'll know in a while."

   "Hey, you smelly kid." Meng Si raised his eyebrows.

Not only Meng Si, everyone in front of the stage is looking forward to Han Mo’s song type in this game, because there are too many topics on the Internet that Han Mo only sings folk songs, and there are waves of negative predictions, and there are many of them. Some Internet big Vs will become true if they tell a lie a thousand times, and they will be believed by others, not to mention the fact that the audience can't tell the truth from the false.

  Some people worry about Han Mo, and some people are in a state of watching a good show.

   "I don't know what type of song Han Mo sang today." Zhai Xu asked Lei Jia, who was beside Xiang Xiang, with a smile.

"No matter what you sing, quality is the most important thing." Lei Jia sweats for Han Mo. He knows the rules of the game too well. You have been below and no one pays attention to you, but once you have achieved results, you will take your head. , Too many people want to see you make a fool of yourself, Han Mo, who is the first in two consecutive games, if this one cannot maintain this advantage. Even if it fell to second and third place, someone would fall into the trap, and the words would be ugly and ugly.

Lei Jia’s words obviously didn’t have much confidence, because no one knew what song Han Mo sang. Zhai Xu threw the words to another guest judge. Can it be the first?"

  If you asked her two hours earlier, Shu Ya would definitely speak for Han Mo, but now she was sulking, too lazy to speak, and she didn't say anything.

The sixth singer has finished singing. With the exception of Song Qing, the other five singers have already sung on stage in the previous two shows. I have to say that every singer has made progress. Although Liu Xiaoqing’s song is not "Waiting "Girl with Wings" is a classic, but it is also very suitable for her voice, both in singing level and stage performance. Ye Lizhi’s choice of songs obviously took advantage of his own voice. Through the last two games, the singers also had an understanding of what their opponents are good at, and they are also trying to find opportunities to make their strengths more prominent.

  Li Manli on the stage was talking in a low voice in order to continue interacting with the guest judges.

   "The first six singers sang really well today. Han Mo is about to appear on stage. I don't know what to sing."

  "Isn’t it said on the Internet that he can only sing folk songs, maybe it's still folk songs."

   "Song Qing's folk songs are already great, and he is also a singer-songwriter. If Han Mo is still a folk song, it would be a bit...tsk."

   "If it is still a folk song, the bottom will not be the bottom, the number one is absolutely impossible."

  Wang Qian and Guo Tao stood on the side of the stage, deliberately waiting for Han Mo to appear, their expressions were very serious.

   "Guo Tao, do you say that Han Mo can continue to be number one today?" Wang Qian hopes that Han Mo will still be number one, but she has no bottom in her heart.

  Guo Tao shook his head, “I think it’s difficult. Folk songs are niche after all.”

Wang Qian had no bottom at all, and her heart got even colder now. Just now, when she watched Wechat, someone came up with a prediction in this field, saying that the prediction is actually betting on Han Mo’s ranking. Many people think that Han Mo is impossible. Continue to take the first place, and even vote for third place. Most of the fourth place is placed, and some people say that Han Mo consumes his popularity every time he lasts, and his ranking will only get worse and worse.

  Wang Qian looked at the direction of the stage, clenched her hands slightly, suddenly the lights dimmed, and the host ended.

  The lights came on again, and Han Mo was already standing in the center of the stage.

  Han Mo still holds the guitar, still a standing wheat.

   "Why, let me say it, it's still a folk song. Heh." Someone in the audience whispered.

  Some people sighed, some people pouted their lips in disappointment, and some people shook their heads.

  Han Mo slightly turned his head to the band on the side of the stage and nodded.

  He adjusted the position of the wheat and looked forward.

  The band’s guitar sounded, the drum hi-hat sounded, and Han Mo’s magnetic penetrating sound suddenly came out accompanied by the music.

  "How many times have I fallen on the road, how many times have my wings broken, and now I no longer feel hesitant, I want to surpass this ordinary life..."

  The drums gradually became stronger, and Han Mo's slender fingers moved on the guitar, raising his chin slightly.

  Suddenly all the spotlights on both sides of the stage were shot down at the same time, intertwined with the spray of dry ice and white mist, the stage special effects and Han Mo's voice erupted at the same time.

   "I want life in full bloom, just like flying in the vast sky..."

  The audience under the stage was shocked.

  Rock! Han Mo sang rock and roll this time.

   Following this climax, everyone could not help standing up, clapping their hands vigorously.