"An Ning Hasayyo, a 22-year-old Jeonju native, Kim Min-seok Yi Mida. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After holding the microphone and introducing himself, Kim Min-seok crossed his hands in front of him, stood still and looked at the four groups of producers opposite.

Looking at Kim Min-suk's half face covered by a mask, Sean's heart tightened slightly, and he quietly swept the faces of the other producers next to him through his sunglasses, and unsurprisingly saw a frown.

"Brother, is this the genius you are talking about?" Tablo asked in a low voice through Jinu, "Why hasn't he taken off his mask yet?"

Sean nodded, took the microphone and put it to his lips: "Meet Kim Min-seok again." ”

Kim Min-seok bowed slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Sean, for remembering me." ”

"I have to say that your mask and rap in the preliminary round are really memorable. Sean made no secret of his optimism about Kim Min-suk: "I still wear a mask today, there must be some reason, right?"

"Inner," Kim Min-seok nodded, "I have a little cold today." ”

"Oh, you have to pay attention. Sean said reluctantly, "I highly recommend you to Brother Jinu and Tablo, and I look forward to your performance continuing to surprise me." ”

After a short time of communication, the staff outside the venue gestured for Kim Min-seok to start. He nodded and lifted the microphone.

The big screen behind him began to count the seconds, sixty seconds of individual performance time. The DJ on the side let go of the music.

"Medium Plate R& amp; amp; Didn't you say he spoke fast?" Jinu asked, confused.

"I don't know, just wait and see. Sean's eyes twinkled, and he motioned for his teammates to be patient.

A small prelude, Kim Min-seok exhaled and stretched out his finger to point ahead, his eyes instantly becoming extremely sharp.

"As long as you have a face, you can be a star these days......"

The sound through the mask is a little dull when it comes to the microphone, but the clear pronunciation can still ensure that the producers can hear it clearly.

What am I going to do with this kid? The map cannon is a little big! The four groups of producers flashed a big Asiba in their hearts at the same time, but they still had an embarrassed smile on their faces, listening to Kim Min-seok slap his face frantically.

"As long as you have a face, you can be a star these days

It doesn't matter if you can sing or not

The company will use the almighty money to build you

The cost of publicity is hundreds of millions of won. ”

Zico laughed weakly and took off his hat and smoothed his hair dyed blonde. His group Blockb just released an album in the first half of the year, and the disclosed publicity expenses were 500 million won.

"Newcomers one, two, three, four, fight for results

But the songs are all the same

No matter how much you sing it, you can't sing anything

I can't hear real voices coming from around me. ”

Kim Min-seok began to roam the stage, his slender fingers pointing at the producer opposite.

"What's wrong with Korean music?

The so-called diversified market is nothing more than commercial operation

Being a producer means that you are the oldest

If you want me to listen to your music, I might as well listen to the Buddhist scriptures. ”

Focusing on Park Jae-beom, who had a somewhat disdainful expression, Kim Min-seok gave a provocative thumbs down.

"In this way, a song with no content can be used as a main song

This level is worse than it was 20 years ago

It is also said that pop music has begun to internationalize

Let's keep our eyes open and watch the music scene suffocate to death. ”

…… It's over, this kid is dead. This is the thought of all those present.

In recent years, it is not without music critics that the Korean music industry has solidified the style, and it is difficult to have room for development. But seeing that the new generation of idols is vigorously exploring overseas markets, the entire music industry is thriving, and no one dares to burst this beautiful soap bubble, so that the results of several generations of hard work will become a bubble under the impact of capital.

"You have to sacrifice yourself to be in the competition

Foolish, fretting, kneeling and crying like a clown

At the mercy of others, it is like a puppet

Don't you feel it or you can't speak

This game is left to you to play on your own

Throwing money at this music scene is like throwing eggs

I'm not happy with the Korean music scene, and there is only one word - rotten

That's why I hold the microphone

Standing on this stage, I insisted on participating in the competition

You're going to be dissed by me and I'm afraid I won't have time!"

The time was just over, and there was no producer pressing the fail button, and ALLPASS was unanimously passed!

Kim Min-seok removed the microphone and took a breath to steady his slightly faster heartbeat. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that beside the FD who was still filming outside the scene, a chubby back walked away.

Ignoring the bystanders, he turned his gaze to the front of the stage, waiting for the producer's comments.

"Wow," said Sane from the Brandnew team, who let out an exclamation of admiration, "The lyrics are really ......" and looked left and right at the other producers who hadn't made a statement yet, he shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue.

"Ahem," Paloalto, a veteran rapper from the Zico team, coughed dryly, "very sharp, very well written, very well performed, very good." ”

Sean then began to applaud and put his shoulders against teammates Jinu and Tablo: "Well done! Kim Min-suk! This is the best rap performance I've ever seen!"

Park Jae-beom, who had not commented for a long time, and Loco behind him glanced at each other, and could only applaud in the same way. But he already remembered this guy who dared to provoke himself - Kim Min-suk.

"Congratulations, Kim Min-seok xi, AllPass passed the second round of individual judging and successfully advanced to the third round!"

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"Pdnim, don't be angry!" From seeing PD being scolded by Kim Min-suk's sharp rap with a black face, turning around and leaving, Yoo So-young felt that the situation was going to suffer.

Relying on everyone's usual favor for herself, she had the courage to follow, and persuaded the director all the way to dissipate her anger.

PD rushed into the editing room quickly, commanding and shouting, "Is the first editing finished?"

Seeing that PD's face was full of anxiety, the editor looked confused, and thought that PD was going to scold: "No, didn't you say, keep improving, take your time?"

"Find out Kim Min-suk's preliminary round. Interrupting the editor's self-defense, the director directed him to rummage through hundreds of hours of recorded video, while answering Liu Suying's words without looking back: "Angry? Why should I be angry?"

"Kim Min-seok Xi's rap ...... just now" Yoo So-young didn't know how to exonerate Kim Min-suk.

"He's doing a great rap! Isn't it all all qualified? yes, it's the one wearing a mask!"

"Eh?" I don't know if PD is talking back in anger, Liu Suying is a little stammered.

"Are you worried that I'll get him in trouble because of his lyrics?" PD then turned around and laughed: "No matter how hard his lyrics are scolded, they are not aimed at me." It was the uncles in the music industry and the senior management of the TV station who lost face, and it was he who hurt Lizi, what should I be angry about?"

Looking at Liu Suying's relaxed face, PD added: "Besides, such a topical character, if it is broadcast on the show, it will definitely be a super big breaking point." I also want to thank him for helping me increase my ratings, how can I deliberately embarrass him?"

Liu Suying nodded thoughtfully.

"It's you, why do you care so much about that Kim Min-suk?" Could it be that the director, who has always treated Yoo Su-young as his sister, laughed and teased: "We are busy with the spring of the heart?"

"Eh???"

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Passing through the dark hallway and down the stairs to the outside of the building, Kim Min-seok took a big breath of fresh air.

"Kim Min-suk, please show me your necklace. The FD who followed in front of him signaled.

Kim Min-seok raised his hand, looked at the SMTM necklace that he had lost after the promotion, and shook it around his hand lightly.

"Advancing to the third round, how does Kim Min-seok feel now?"

"Now?" Kim Min-seok looked at the sky that had completely darkened, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "Can I go now?"

"Huh?"

"Well, I still have to go to work at seven o'clock, and it's a little too late. ”