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Ignoring Liu Qing's angry eyes, Wang Zheng began to shake his legs rhythmically on the stage.

He suddenly enjoyed the stage.

In this game, to be honest, when Liu Qing sang the song "Young and Frivolous", Wang Zheng felt that he had lost today's game.

It's not that he lost the game, but he lost the song.

Xu Wei's song "Once You" is his masterpiece, and even Wang Zheng personally likes the chic meaning expressed in the song very much.

Therefore, all Wang Zheng can do at present is to sing this song "What's Trouble, What's Trouble" to the fullest, and achieve his goal of promoting hiphop.

Hiphop also has its advantages, strong rhythm, and this kind of direct provocation to the other party, which can be regarded as a characteristic of hiphop.

Improvisation on the spot, using lyrics to provoke each other, if possible, Wang Zheng wondered if he could directly use hiphop to compete in the future, and the two fought directly to see who could sing each other first.

When "What's Going On" came to the chorus, Wang Zheng directly gave it up, and he felt that he couldn't control the treble like Zhang Jie now.

If Wang Zheng only provoked some of the audience and Liu Qing before, then his next move was to provoke the national audience.

I saw him walk in front of the camera, turn his head and mouth to the camera, and tilt his head:

"What's the trouble, what's the call!

Do something, complain, hug something

What are you laughing at, laughing! Melon! I know that the little finger is put away, and the big finger is cocked

I'm ashamed of you with music, why do you want it!

At this time, all the viewers who watched "Fighting Song" across the country were shocked.

An underground activity room.

A group of fat sweaters in colorful T-shirts sat in front of the TV, about eleven or twelve.

At this time, "Fighting Song" was playing on TV, and when the picture of Wang Zheng singing to the camera was played, someone finally couldn't bear it!

"Big brother, don't stop me! I can't stand the bird anymore, I really want to hit him!" a fat man suddenly stood up and shouted, his face gloomy and fierce.

"Big brother, I want to hit him too, I can't control my emotions anymore!" Suddenly another fat sweat stood up and yelled.

"Big brother, I can't take it anymore! He's so underwhelmed like that! My big knife is already hungry and thirsty!" another man stood up.

"Big Brother ......"

One after another, people stood up.

"Sit down!"

Suddenly, the bearded man sitting in the middle burst into muscles and slapped his palm on the table!

"Don't I want to beat him? He's so ...... like that. How so...... Nima owes a beating!"

After speaking, he glanced at everyone again, and said coldly with murderous aura: "But you must not forget our mission this time! The tunnel on the bank side has been opened, and we will be able to act according to the plan in two days! If anyone breaks bad at this time, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Yes, big brother!" the fat man who stood up at the beginning sat down helplessly.

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Seeing that the eldest brother was angry and thought of the task that was about to be carried out, several people sighed one after another, and then sat down unwillingly one by one.

But apparently there are people who don't want to watch TV anymore.

"I'm going to play the game!"

After saying that, a person left.

"I'll go too!"

Then a dozen or so people left one after another, leaving only the boss watching TV.

However, it was far more than they wanted to beat Wang Zheng at this time, and many people who were watching Wang Zheng sing wanted to beat him.

There are still many people scolding him, including Huang Xiaofei, Lu Zebu, Guo Yangming, etc., many people are roaring in their hearts: "You TM look ugly, forget it, why do you have to have a full screen, you have a full screen, why do you still sing such a bad song!"

Hu San was watching TV in the living room at this time, and when he randomly tuned the channel to Beijing TV, Wang Zheng's face suddenly appeared.

Behind his head was a baby he had seen last time, and the baby was staring at it with big eyes, dancing with her hands, her body shaking, and muttering something in her mouth, and she was having fun.

Of course, what made Hu San's heart contract a little bit was that Wang Zheng's face was matched with his song at this time:

"Someone saw me again! There must be a lot of people who saw me unhappy and scolded me and discussed beating me!

But you can't beat me, I'm here, I'm here!

Let time tell if you can't beat me in the end, because I'll fly!"

Hearing this, Hu San suddenly felt a wave of nausea coming from his stomach!

Then he heard:

"The above is all a lie to you, I know it's wrong, you just don't sing it!

It's not because you're always making trouble, what's going on!"

"Bang!"

Hu San couldn't stand the bird anymore, and smashed the cup in his hand directly on the TV!

Only one roar remained: "Wang Zheng!

Later, according to radio and television statistics, many TVs were unintentionally damaged by the audience that night, and later investigated the reason for the fact that someone couldn't stand the picture of Wang Zheng singing, and picked up something and smashed it.

Of course, that's all for later.

When Wang Zheng sang the last sentence, many of the audience at the scene were already getting goosebumps, and there was a brief pause at the scene.

But there are still people who are conquered by Wang Zheng's hanging sample.

"Wang Zheng, I love you!" a voice that almost burst Wang Zheng's eardrum came from his right ear.

Wang Zheng was stunned, he didn't expect that someone would confess to him in the audience at this time, you must know that except for shouting "Wang Zheng, I love you!" in the staff channel, no audience would be so bold!

He suddenly turned his head and looked, stunned.

What greeted him was a lingering figure in his mind.

I saw that she was wearing a small red flower on her head, and her chubby face was wearing baby fat, and she was winking at him at this time.

"Oh my God, am I dazzled? Isn't this the baby fat proprietress ?" Wang Zheng's heart shook, and he couldn't move his body for a while.

......At this time, the people below broke out into violent applause.

"Wang Zheng!

"Wang Zheng!

"......," some slender voices kept shouting at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng came back to his senses at this time, glanced at the baby fat proprietress, turned his head silently, and bowed to the audience.

At this time, some people will definitely ask why there is so much applause, and the answer is, of course, the difference between the live experience and watching TV.

The audience at the scene only saw that Wang Zheng was very urine, he seemed maverick and domineering, so that the audience saw a very cool scene, he broke the usual posture of recording programs under the lens of the TV, and there was applause when he broke it.

Of course, in addition to Liu Qing and some viewers who were not used to Wang Zheng, Guo Chaoyang and Lan Xiu did not applaud either, the two of them had a gloomy face and covered their foreheads, feeling that something was going on!

"After this song, it is estimated that our TV station will be scolded miserably!" Guo Chaoyang covered his forehead, only feeling dizzy by Wang Zheng's song, and his heart was very tired.

"It's certain to be scolded, but it is estimated that the ratings should be very high!" Lan Xiu also touched his forehead to express helplessness.

Hearing this, Guo Chaoyang's body tightened, and then he felt that his body had regained some strength.

"Please comment on the four judges!" Tian Shao came to the stage to continue presiding.

Liu Qing walked up to Wang Zheng at this time and stood side by side with him.

Only then did he scold angrily: "Wang Zheng, when did you become so disgusting? If I were you, you would have been hiding in the house and not coming out to meet people!

When Wang Zheng heard this, Nima, I was scolded, let me think about how I should scold back.

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