"Season 4 of "showmethemoney"," listening to the director's order in the headphones, the host Kim Jinbiao, who was standing on the stage, slowly spoke. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Glancing at the players standing neatly in the audience, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see any expression: "Standing in front of me now are the 52 rappers standing in front of the third round of selection." ”

The camera, which was lit up with a red indicator light, slowly zoomed in and moved under the operation of the FD, perfectly recording the faces of the seeded players who were asked to focus on.

Unlike the other contestants around him, who were clearly nervous, Kim Min-seok just stood quietly, and his steady momentum made the cameraman can't help but linger on his face for a little longer.

"Hey, why do you have to wear a hat?" because standing in the corner of the back row, Kim Min-suk's eyes were mostly obscured by the shadow of the brim of his hat due to the lack of light. The cameraman cursed regretfully at this flaw, and reluctantly moved the camera.

The key word for the third round of selection is," paused in a wicked manner, expecting the frightened reactions of the contestants, Kim Zhenbiao smiled slightly, and finally explained: "One-on-one duel: you come out!"

The players in the audience whispered to each other, and were immediately suppressed by the staff holding big signs.

"If it's a one-on-one duel, is it going to be a diss battle?" Kim Min-seok muttered softly, guessing the specific rules.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Jin Zhenbiao also continued to speak: "Now in front of me, there are 52 golden tickets with the names of all the players written on them. ”

"Later, you will be called to the stage by random lottery, and the selected rappers will be free to choose which rapper they want to fight against. ”

"According to the producers' evaluation, one of the two will definitely be eliminated. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a short dead silence, and the players in the audience exploded one after another, and you and I expressed their dissatisfaction one by one.

"What's the matter! Isn't that who's in front and who's most profitable?"

"If you win the lottery, choose Vernon unconditionally!"

Kim Min-seok frowned, stood a little farther away, still holding his arms and not speaking, looking coldly at the farce in front of him.

Jin Zhenbiao raised his voice and suppressed the noise in the audience: "Before officially choosing an opponent, please pay attention to the sticker on the nameplate on your chest." ”

Hearing this, the players looked down at the name tag on their chests, or directly looked at the stickers on their chests that were obvious to the people around them.

"Up?" Kim Min-seok raised his eyebrows: "Do you mean that my level is up?"

He thought for a moment, taking advantage of the last row to find it in the crowd.

"Found it. The corners of Kim Min-suk's mouth hooked inadvertently, and he saw the short fat man with an explosive head on top of him in front of him.

As if sensing Kim Min-suk's gaze, Superbee turned his head and met Kim Min-suk.

His eyes were full of chagrin, and he still stubbornly put on top of Kim Min-suk, pretending.

Kim Min-seok smiled maliciously, raised his hand and stretched out his thumb, and slashed diagonally on his neck, giving Superbee a throat-cutting salute!

"Even the name is SB, and there is no future at first glance. Seeing that Superbee's face turned red with anger, but he didn't dare to turn his head away, Kim Min-seok complained, and opened his mouth in boredom and yawned.

"The meaning of the sticker is the score you get in the second round of selection. Kim Jin-pyo continued to explain the rules: "If you get the allpass of the four team producers, the logo is up. The pass of two or three teams is the middle, and if you only get a pair of passes, you will be posted. ”

Watching the players look down at their results, or shout in excitement or annoyance, the host no longer hesitated and directly advanced the game.

"So, the first rapper to be called is!" dragging a long tune, Kim Zhenbiao lifted his glasses and chose one of the tickets spread out on the table.

"West Exit Player!" he clapped to announce the result, "Please come on stage for the West Exit rapper." ”

Amid the cheers and applause of the crowd, a man in a white hat jumped onto the stage in three steps. He opened his mouth and smiled, and although his teeth were not very good, he still looked very sunny.

"West Exit Player," Kim Jin-pyo conducted a routine interview, "You were the first to be drawn, is this beneficial to you?"

"Yes. Nishiguchi nodded: "It's a pleasure for me to choose the opponent I want." ”

"Then don't think about it, you already have the rapper you want to choose in your mind, right?" Kim Jinbiao confirmed with a smile.

"I already thought about it in the second round of selection. The west exit nodded, glancing at the audience and blurting out.

Almost everyone he saw bowed their heads in avoidance, silently praying in their hearts not to choose themselves. After all, the freestyle free rap at the West Exit is really no joke.

"It can't be me, right?" Kim Min-suk's heart sank, thinking about it carefully, in the second round of selection, his performance was indeed too arrogant, maybe something didn't fall into the eyes of this Western Exit player?

He stood quietly in place with an unhurried face, and even smiled back when he looked at the west exit.

Nishiguchi was visibly stunned for a moment, and even took a second to explain before he spoke: "Judging from the second round," he pouted and shook his head, with a look of disdain: "He shouldn't be here." ”

Then it's not me, Kim Min-seok settled down.

"Wow," Jin Zhenbiao and the players in the audience exclaimed in unison: "If you are named like this, you will be unhappy before the comparison, right?"

"Please say his name!"

"Xu Renchang," Xi Exit said with an embarrassed smile: "Get out!"

A man in black sunglasses standing in the front row of Kim Min-seok shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the queue with his hands on his hips.

"Hey Yigu," looking at the West Exit and Xu Renchang standing beside him, the host Jin Zhenbiao was obviously a little embarrassed: "Xu Renchang Xi, come over with me." ”

Heo In-chang squirmed his body shyly, causing Kim Min-seok to frown in response.

"If you shouldn't come here, I don't know what the West Exit says?"

"yes, why do you look at me like this?" Xu Renchang also leaned over in confusion.

Xi Exit leaned sideways, looked at Xu Renchang, who came over to look at him, and asked with some mockery: "I don't know if you remember, the first 30 seconds of cheering harmony is really good!"

"I didn't sing rap!" explained as the contestants in the audience reflexively turned their heads to their ears.

"Well, let's go to the airport and rest. ”

Feeling that the smell of gunpowder between the two was getting heavier and heavier, Kim Zhenbiao decisively ended the interview.

Kim Min-seok watched the two of them leave the hall one after the other, touching his chin and laughing.

"It's getting more and more interesting. ”