This was a military costume borrowed from the Central Drama Academy. Some young and handsome generals would choose this kind of white armor.
When the third player came off the stage, he was not even dressed properly. The group of young girls were a little anxious.
"Don't worry, don't worry. There's still time." Yang Hao quickly comforted her. Make-up artist, can you give me a fake hairband? It's in that box."
Every time he came, he was alone. He didn't even have an assistant, let alone a makeup artist or a costume designer. He wasn't like the others who had a group of people to serve him and handled everything properly.
When the fourth person was about to go off the stage, he finally put on his clothes. In the end, he barely managed to put on his hair tie. A lot of his hair was floating down and looked messy.
"It's fine, it's fine. Do you guys know about battle attire? This was the kind of smoky outfit one would wear after a bitter battle. It was good that her hair was messy. The makeup artist gave me some makeup. If it really doesn't work, I can just apply a little black and a little blood red.”
The makeup artists at the television station were quite experienced. After all, they worked at the television station and did this every day.
Finally, when he was called on, he had just finished dressing up.
He thanked the staff beside him and quickly picked up a long box and opened it.
He picked up two heavy hollow steel pipes made of fine steel, connected them together, screwed them tightly, and screwed the spearhead back on.
The red tassel was like blood, and the Overlord Spear appeared!
There were people around him, so he didn't want to use his gun. He picked up the spear and pointed it at the ground.
With a loud bang, everyone was shocked. This seemed to be the real deal!
Yang Hao held the middle section of the spear and began to walk toward the stage.
He collected his thoughts and directed his thoughts to the battlefield.
His Emotion attribute had come into play. The people around him looked at him as if he had changed into a different person, from an ordinary person to a killing machine.
He advanced step by step, as if he was about to enter the military tent, where his subordinates were waiting for his orders.
The people in front of him were frightened by his aura and dodged in fear.
Under the live broadcast camera, Yang Hao walked out from backstage step by step. Everyone seemed to be driven by his emotions and began to become nervous.
After Yang Hao finished his performance in the first half, the viewership ratings fell back below 10%. Then, when it was his turn to perform in the second round, the viewership ratings rose again by 10%.
The fat director's heart was on a rollercoaster ride.
When Yang Hao really stepped onto the stage, the crowd gasped in surprise.
No one would have thought that Yang Hao would look so handsome in the white armor worn by a general.
Moreover, it was not the kind of handsomeness with oily hair and powder on his face, but the kind of high-spirited aura of an iron-blooded killing field.
The music started, and the program began. Yang Hao sang as he walked forward.
Autumn wind and setting sun enter the long river, Jiangnan misty rain boat
How many beacon fires are rolled up by the rocks in the sky?
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have stepped over the world and fallen into whose hands
It's only been a few decades
When I was surrounded by enemies
Drinking wine against the sky
So what if I don't come back?
Who sees thousands of arrows shooting at the same time, sparks flying all over the sky, the night is like day
Sword light and sword shadow crisscrossed
And my spear strikes like a dragon shaking the universe
A howl breaks the firmament
First, he sang in a low voice. Slowly, the rhythm became faster and faster. At the end, there was an explosion.
Yang Hao's voice was filled with power. When he sang the last part of the song, he didn't hold back at all. He burst out with a shocking and passionate song. His voice and singing skills were better than the original version, and the charm of this song was even more.
As he sang passionately, he raised the spear in his hand to the sky, as if he was summoning countless soldiers to serve him.
The spear pierces through the clouds and puts down the worries of a lifetime
Gazing at the cold, tooth-like moon
Alone, riding a horse, life and death without words
The wind blows, the broken cavalry, the broken armor, and the blood stains the yellow sand for thousands of miles
Success and failure, between laughter and talk, and leaving history
Following that, amidst the jingling of the zither, Yang Hao slowly brandished his spear like a martial arts student on a stage.
The Overlord Spear wasn't as light as the Flower Spear, and its slow movements were filled with power.
The charm of a four-star combat expert's marksmanship was fully displayed. This was something that ordinary people could not do.
Even those who practiced martial arts for many years could only reach three stars at most.
This was the four-star actual combat marksmanship given by the system. His every move was extremely terrifying, and killing intent pervaded his surroundings.
Everyone's mind was moved by his singing and his spear technique, as if they had returned to the killing field of sorrow and joy.
When I was surrounded by enemies
Drinking wine against the sky
So what if I don't come back?
Who sees thousands of arrows shooting at the same time, sparks flying all over the sky, the night is like day
Sword light and sword shadow crisscrossed
And my spear is like a dragon, shaking the universe, and breaking the sky with a roar
The spear pierces through the clouds and puts down the worries of a lifetime
Gazing at the cold moon, like teeth, riding alone, life and death without saying a word
The wind blows, the broken cavalry, the broken armor, and the blood stains the yellow sand for thousands of miles
Success and failure, between laughter and talk, and leaving history
The spear pierces through the clouds and puts down the worries of a lifetime
Gazing at the cold moon, like teeth, riding alone, life and death without saying a word
The wind blows, the broken cavalry, the broken armor, and the blood stains the yellow sand for thousands of miles
Who can shed tears in laughter
The lyrics were like a poem, the scenes were like dreams, the guzheng accompaniment cleansed the soul, the beautiful melody, and the description of the artistic conception all highlighted the uniqueness of this song.
No one could describe what it felt like.
They had always listened to European and American pop songs or Japanese and Korean covers. Who would have thought that a completely Chinese song would be so moving?
It turns out that we have our own music too. This is the music that China should have.
When the song stopped, Yang Hao put away his gun and stood there. The end of the gun landed on the stage and shattered a piece of the tempered glass.
The host, who was hiding behind the scenes, saw everything clearly and gasped.
The large camera also captured the scene.
Those who noticed this were shocked. Damn it, was this really a weapon?!
The audience in the live broadcast room stood up collectively and applauded like thunder for a long time.
"Too handsome, too handsome. This is the man I'm looking for! Did you see that? The weapon in his hand is real. I thought he was holding a wooden spear. I didn't expect him to be able to dance an iron spear so well.”
Wang Li almost jumped up and danced in excitement.
Xiao Li and Yang Fei held their hearts with both hands. Their eyes were filled with peach blossoms and they were almost fascinated.
Liu Yan deliberately coughed a few times and said while holding back her laughter,""Wake up, wake up, he's Yang Hao. Have you forgotten which side we're on?”
"It's okay. I only want his body, not his heart.”
Wang Li's domineering words stunned her four companions. The four of them looked at each other and started to attack Wang Li together.
"Aiya, aiya, stop scratching. It's itchy. Sigh, don't. I admit defeat. I don't want it anymore. I don't want it. I'll give it to you.”
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