In any case, the trip to Lijiang finally kicked off.
The group of people rushed to the bus station in a hurry, got on the bus and formally said goodbye to Dali.
Finally, this moment came, and all the people in Dali fell into silence watching the live broadcast, reluctant to leave.
This city has never been so reluctant to let go of some people as it is now.
"Goodbye Zhang Huan, welcome to come again next time, Dali always welcomes you."
"Goodbye Teacher Xiaosha, goodbye Bingbing, I wish you a safe journey."
Although they were reluctant to leave, the Dali people still sent their most sincere blessings and said goodbye to them in the live broadcast room.
The journey from Dali to Lijiang takes about two hours if traveling by car.
The passenger bus Zhang Huan and the others took took more than three and nearly four hours.
Looking at the unfamiliar scenery along the way, chatting and surfing the Internet, this period of time is not too difficult.
Zhang Huan, Re Xiaodi, Bingbing and Xiao Sa were all in high spirits, and the other passengers in the car were even more excited to see them.
As for the mage, he seemed restless as soon as he got in the car.
As soon as the car drove onto the highway, he seemed bored. He looked at Zhang Huan and said, "Zhang Huan, lend me your guitar."
Although it was very unpleasant just now, Zhang Huan is not a fussy person.
He handed over the guitar without any reluctance and asked casually: "Do you want to show off your skills?"
The mage said coaxingly: "The journey is too long. I think everyone is bored, so I just want to sing a few songs to relieve everyone's boredom."
This is not to relieve everyone's boredom, he just wants to express himself.
However, when people come to participate in the program as guests, it is appropriate for them to behave the same. This is done in almost all programs.
Xiao Sa was very supportive and echoed: "You are all singers, so it would be nice to sing for everyone along the way."
This brought Zhang Huan and Brother Ji into the mix. Zhang Huan had no reaction, but Brother Ji seemed eager to try.
In the live broadcast room, the fans of the mage jumped up with excitement.
"The passengers on this bus are really honored to be able to hear the Master singing up close."
"I'm so jealous, why am I not in this car?"
"If I had known I would go to Dali, maybe I would have met the Master in the car."
"Sisters, have you ever gone to Lijiang and met the Master by chance?"
There seemed to be a lot of people looking forward to the mage singing, but Zhang Huan was a little hesitant.
"No, the space in the car is so small, are you sure you can fit it in?"
I don’t remember any of the songs Master Zhang Huan sang, but I was impressed by the many body movements he made when singing.
When singing to the climax, he would jump around on the stage and twitch all over like a sheep having an epileptic fit.
There was obviously no such space in the packed bus.
"Hahaha, as expected of Zhang Huan, it made me laugh to death."
"I also doubt whether the mage can perform it."
The audience burst into laughter, while the mage's fans were furious.
"Zhang Huan is just jealous that our Master can sing better than him and has higher musical attainments than him."
"This scumbag knows that his limelight is about to be robbed, so he is angry at us mages."
"It's disgusting. If you have the ability, you can compete head-on with our mage."
"Our mages are the real creative output. When he comes, you Zhang Huan will have to step aside."
"If you are not convinced, I will see who can bring popularity and traffic to Lijiang."
The Master's fans scolded Zhang Huan and also issued a declaration of war.
The mage himself didn't seem to notice that Zhang Huan was sarcastic, and he still looked awesome and coaxing.
"Singing to me is as common as eating and drinking. I can sing no matter what."
After he finished speaking, he played a melody as if to show off his skills, and then sang with confidence.
When he finished singing, Xiao Sa took the lead in applauding, Bingbing and Re Xiaodi echoed, and other passengers were also very considerate.
As for Zhang Huan, he still followed and took a few shots.
The audience in the live broadcast room was not so polite. One thing was said and the other was based on the truth.
"What the hell is this song about? No wonder I haven't had a hit song in so many years since my debut."
"You still want to compete with Zhang Huan? Don't you have any skills at all?"
"He's not going to keep singing, is he?"
"If this is the case, I won't be able to watch the live broadcast anymore."
Seeing the negative reviews all over the screen, Master's fans were very unconvinced.
"You don't understand appreciation at all, you are all music blind."
"My level of appreciation is low and it's because our mages can't sing well. Get out of here."
"Ah, even after I die, the mage's singing is still so intoxicating."
"I was already drunk as soon as Master opened his mouth. No one in the Chinese music world is qualified to touch our Master."
Reviews of the Master's performance are somewhat polarizing, completely at two extremes.
Among singers, Master's popularity is not small and he has many fans.
However, in the live broadcast room, the mage's fans only account for a small part of the total audience.
Therefore, this polarizing evaluation gap is a bit different.
It's a pity that the mage can't see these comments. Even if he does, he doesn't care. He just insists on being himself.
He even provokes netizens and viewers: I just like to see how you hate me but can’t defeat me.
He sang three songs in a row, as if he wanted to turn this trip into his own concert.
Others don’t have any objections. If you want to sing, you can sing as long as I don’t listen.
But the chicken brother next to him is also waiting to show off. How can the mage be beautiful alone?
"Brother Mage, let me try it too."
Although the master still had more ideas, he also understood that singing alone with a guitar would not be good for his image.
So he handed the guitar over and said, "Okay, let's talk and talk together."
"Actually, when I come as a guest this time, I also want to pick up some inspiration and write a song for Lijiang."
Are you planning to write a song for Lijiang?
The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned when they heard this. It seemed that he was well prepared.
Re Xiaodi sat on the left side of Zhang Huan and couldn't help covering her mouth with her hands and biting his ears.
"You're done for. A competitor is here, and this one is here to steal your limelight."
On the right side, Bingbing held Zhang Huan's hand, and the judge couldn't help but frown.
In this show, Zhang Huan is responsible for the creative output, and he does an excellent job.
Now a guest has come to compete for this job. Not only is he here to steal the limelight, he is here to compete.
What can be tolerated by scholars is unbearable.
Xiao Sa was worried that Zhang Huan would fall out because he wanted to compete with the mage, so he looked over worriedly.
But this time he thought too much, Zhang Huan didn't care at all.
He shrugged and said, "This is great, I'm looking forward to it."
If the mage can really steal his limelight, it's because the mage is capable and he has nothing to complain about.
The reason why he looked down upon the mage was that he felt that the mage had no ability and was still trying to impress others, without any real ability.
A capable person can be convincing wherever he goes.
He will not have any resentment because of this, but will look at the mage in a new light because of this.
The question is, does the mage really have this ability?
