Soon, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Cool?
It's more than just awesome!
It was absolutely amazing!
If none of the celebrities were revealed in the first episode, it's hard to imagine how incredibly popular the show would be in the second episode!
Xia Xianci, sitting on the judging panel, was also aware of this, so she rarely offered any useful opinions. Otherwise, given her intelligence, she would never have allowed the judging panel to keep making mistakes.
At least with the seemingly crucial but actually terrible clue from Fuzhou, she realized something was wrong. After all, clues that are obtained too easily are often traps planted in advance!
But instead of questioning her, she unusually took the initiative to analyze the situation with Zhao Wenyao.
Poor Zhao Wenyao had no idea that Xia Xianci was trying to cover up her true intentions and further mislead the judging panel.
At that time, Zhao Wenyao had a wild imagination, vividly listing all kinds of possibilities with such meticulous logic that even Xia Xianci once doubted whether she was thinking too much.
"You guessed completely wrong?!"
Xue Ying and Tong Xue looked both amused and exasperated, which was also a way of hiding their inner frustration.
The performances of the Dark Cat Girl and the Mechanical Master were even more outstanding. Despite the caution of the entire judging panel, the empty door to the truth ruthlessly told them that they were wrong, terribly wrong!
"Don't rush."
"Next up is a chorus performance."
Pang Anyou sat up straight: "From a psychological perspective, when you feel that the people around you are trying to surpass you, you will instinctively feel resistant and may therefore do some unnecessary things."
Ke Changhuan nodded: "If you make too many small moves, you'll eventually reveal your weaknesses."
"Teachers, may I offer a suggestion?"
Zhao Wenyao suddenly interjected.
"sure."
Pang Anyou, Ke Changhuan, and the others all looked at Zhao Wenyao.
Although this thing is just a mascot, it might actually offer some constructive insights.
As the show has progressed, they have to admit that they are also somewhat lost and need to brainstorm and explore new directions.
"Although this variety show mainly promotes brain-teasing interaction, it is still a music program at its core."
"Analyzing the identity of masked singers through off-stage factors is not unacceptable, but we should not rely on it too much."
"Since it's a music program, we should still focus on the music itself."
Hearing Zhao Wenyao's suggestion, Xue Ying asked with some doubt: "Didn't we analyze it from the perspective of music?"
"Yes, but it's very one-sided."
Zhao Wenyao clearly had his own understanding and ideas, explaining, "But the teachers have always analyzed the singers' works, rather than their singing techniques."
"Xiao Zhao's words have really enlightened us."
Ke Changhuan nodded: "We have always been engaged in creative work, so we instinctively focus on the works and overlook the singers."
"Yes, the work can be written with the help of others, which will largely make us subconsciously analyze it from the perspective of the creator."
Pang Anyou looked in agreement.
After saying that, he looked at Zhao Wenyao, and then at the other celebrities in the judging panel: "Everyone can also express their opinions. We will observe from the aspects of vocal cords and techniques later."
Watching the interactions among the main members of the judging panel, Zhou Rongze in the command room laughed and said, "This is what makes it interesting. I feel embarrassed for them to be led by the nose all the time."
Thinking of this, Zhou Rongze looked at Chen Bin beside him: "Won't there be any problems?"
Chen Bin remained calm and composed, as if this change in the judging panel was within his calculations.
"Won't."
Chen Bin said thoughtfully, "The script can only be used once. The rest depends on how they act. These people are all excellent actors, and their task is quite simple: they can't be recognized. So, let's see how they perform."
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