Chapter 403: Ye Lang's aura
Lying in my palace, my mind began to glow
My superpowers remind me that something is going to happen right away
But I still have work to do, and I have a meeting and a party with Luffy
Because he only comes to see me once in a while, I don't know when I'll see you again."
Pickled peppers were spitting all over the place, coupled with the skillful stage performance style, extremely sophisticated, and the audience at the scene screamed one after another under the sound effects and rhythm.
A bunch of players were also confused.
"There's something in pickled peppers, I don't want to him for a while."
"You coward, I'm going to face him, I'm afraid of a hammer, what's wrong with losing? At least be upright and dare to make a move. β
"This is too strong, isn't it?"
Only Ye Lang felt that this pickled pepper was a little watery at this time.
Just like when I wrote in my previous life, these meaningless words, these superfluous adverbs, and forced rhymes, in the final analysis, are just to expand the number of words and for the reader's money.
Water, who wouldn't?
But how to get out of the water is the king, you come to a set poem to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, and come to a stunning scene to borrow the scene to lyrical finishing touches are the same thing.
Ye Lang shook his head, this scene was accurately captured by the recorded cameraman.
The cameraman was very excited now, and kept saying to the intercom device: "Director, I captured a close-up of Ye Lang shaking his head. β
"Beautiful, well done, stare me to death, give you a box lunch plus chicken legs, salary plus commission!"
"Okay!"
At this time, the pickled pepper is still unfinished.
"So call my hie2pacandbiggie and bring the dre by the way
And of course, Snooppy asked him to roll up Sanji for me to satisfy my stomach."
So call my hie2pacandbiggie and bring the dre by the way
Of course, there is also the asahi snooppy, asking him to roll up the mountain for me to satisfy my stomach
β¦β¦β
Ye Lang shrugged his shoulders and showed a meaningful smile.
As if to say, that's it? This is the king of underground rap?
The videographer was excited, as if he had seen the code of wealth.
β¦β¦
When it was Ye Lang's turn to PK, the opponent's player was Beibei from Chang'an.
"This round, Ye Lang, against Beibei from Chang'an, we welcome Beibei to play!"
The hot chicken shouted, held the microphone high, and the scene exploded.
The audience doesn't know much about Ye Lang, but they, crazy rap fans, know Beibei, which is one of the rap labels in Chang'an, even more powerful than pickled peppers, but in terms of fame, they have been surpassed by pickled peppers in the past two years.
As soon as Beibei came to the stage, he glanced back at Ye Lang, who was watching the battle on the PK stage, and sneered.
", director, I caught Beibei provoking Ye Lang."
"Plus commission!"
β¦β¦
Puff puff......
Full of rhythm, the bass-heavy accompaniment jumps out in an instant, and the first sound is striking.
β yeahimapsycho
yeahimapsycho
δΏΊγ―γγγγ(ζι«)
The important thing has to be repeated three times, how can you be on the same level as me
β¦β¦β
As soon as Beibei opened his mouth, the low flow made the audience fry.
It turned out to be the island Chinese!
Island Chinese is born with a mysterious feeling, especially with the voice of Beibei, which has been trained from underground, the whole atmosphere has arrived!
In an instant, everyone was in that atmosphere.
Ye Lang understood this sentence, after all, he is proficient in foreign languages, and the languages of all countries in the world are like a door without obstacles to Ye Lang, and he can see the ending at a glance.
", still swearing?"
This means that you are a little anchor, and you are here to compete with us, I don't know how thick the sky is, and I am going to trample you under your feet today, you think you are a world champion, but compared to me, you are not a level.
Ye Lang laughed, this lyric is very crazy and practical, it was changed for the sake of diss Ye Lang.
However, this kind of Chinese mixed with English is always a little unaccustomed, and if the addition of island Chinese is to create an atmosphere, then daily English with Chinese is too shameless.
Ye Lang's disdain was on his face, and he actually yawned and didn't give face at all.
The audience at the scene also saw Ye Lang's action, and they were immediately at a loss.
Beibei is diss you, can you still sleep?
The screams drowned out everyone again, but Ye Lang had already closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.
"The last great demon king of callme
The last great demon king of callme
The last great demon king of callme
Last, last, last, last
β¦β¦β
When Beibei's song ended, he was out of breath, bowed, pointed at Ye Lang, and did not speak.
However, when he looked at Ye Lang, his heart suddenly became angry.
At this time, Ye Lang was leaning back on the chair, breathing steadily and evenly, and he looked like he was asleep.
The hot chicken on the side picked up the microphone: "Ye Lang? β
Ye Langcai was excited, rubbing his eyes, looking dazed, like confused and helpless after a nap.
"What's wrong? What happened? β
Ye Lang didn't know when someone put the microphone in front of him.
The audience burst into laughter.
"It's over, it's over, haha, Ye Lang is ashamed."
"That's it? An anchor is so virtuous? How good Beibei sings, you actually slept a lot, this stage is not suitable for you. β
"So arrogant, the opponent performs, sleeps by himself, and looks like he doesn't care, hehe, I'll see how long you can pretend to be forced."
After everyone finished laughing, they all looked at Ye Lang.
Beibei felt like he was being pitted.
Obviously, I just gave a wonderful performance, what's wrong? What about applause? What about screaming? Judge, you're talking!
Beibei was speechless, Ye Lang made a move, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Lang's body.
At this time, Ye Lang slowly stepped down from his seat in the preparation area, full of spirits, and the music behind him slowly sounded, which was the appearance music of the God of Gamblers.
The domineering symphony at this moment completely shows who is the protagonist here!
Where I appeared, I was the only protagonist.
North North huh, right? I'm sorry, even if you're a person on stage, you can't hide my limelight.
Ye Lang walked up slowly and waved his hand, "Don't be so high-profile!" I wanted to use this music again after the finals. β
Under the music of the return of the God of Gamblers, Ye Lang's aura was full of energy.
At this moment, all the audience gasped.
Even Liuzhou was stunned.
"This is the temperament of a star, why did he become an anchor? Is it bad to go straight to the entertainment industry? But it's okay, go directly to the entertainment industry, in the face of those people's crooked thoughts, Ye Lang is estimated to be very tired, it is better to be an anchor, and after being invincible, he will go to the entertainment industry to develop. β
Liuzhou was very impressed by Ye Lang's powerful aura, and he said to the little assistant: "Xiao Li, let's reduce this scene alone, no one in the Chinese entertainment industry has such an aura." β
Xiao Li nodded vigorously, and he deeply agreed.
Ye Lang held the microphone and didn't speak yet, but his eyes swept over the scene, and a group of audiences began to coax.
It's not because they want to coax, but Ye Lang's standing, this gaze, is really handsome, like an emperor, overlooking all living beings.
Ye Lang didn't look at Beibei.
This kind of person is not worth watching.