All the traps came to an end, and for a while, all the audience's eyes were red with excitement.

Goosebumps crawled all over the body.

"I cried, I was afraid that I would be a Ha Pi, and Ha Pi didn't dare to dream."

"yes, is it wrong to fly high? You can't stop just because others are laughing at you. ”

"Being yourself is the most important thing, I love this sentence."

"If you want to fly, don't be a hapi who doesn't dare to dream! For the sake of your parents, for your own sake. ”

Those rappers from the underground listened to Ye Lang's songs, as if they were watching themselves all the way, those careful thoughts, vanity, countless nights of hard work and pretending to be forced for the sake of pretending, and hostility with their parents, feeling that they were old, couldn't keep up with the times, and didn't understand themselves anymore.

One by one, they bowed their heads now.

Among these people, there are many rich second generations, and there is no shortage of wealthy families, and they come to play tickets, and pickled pepper is one of them.

But not everyone has a lot of money, and not everyone is born a coquette.

Breggie had red eyes, "Ye Shen, I know, I will work hard to buy good things for my parents, so that they can eat, wear, and live well." ”

Zhou Yan on the side smiled even more crookedly at this time, "Breji, come on, my mother called and asked about you." ”

Pickled pepper looked at everyone's reaction indifferently, he was surprised, how could this kind of lyrics resonate with so many people?

Why are you indifferent?

He knew that he was not short of money, but what he lacked most was to experience the pain of life.

Ye Lang's song "Trash Talk" hits the most essential and soft place of people's hearts.

It's as if to say, you have deceived others, but you can't fool yourself.

The music was upbeat again, and everything was relaxed.

"The world is not complicated......"

Ye Lang's singing voice sounded slowly again, this time, lyrical and gentle.

When all the voices disappeared, Ye Lang smiled slowly, looking at these people from all over the country.

The hot chicken took the lead in applauding, Zhang Yue rubbed his eyes, Pan Shuai grew his mouth, Wu Sige still didn't understand, this Ye Lang, why did he choose this form of rap?

Shouldn't rap be the kind of hot, hot, confrontational atmosphere?

Seeing Ye Lang standing on the stage, like a king, listening to the long-lasting applause and countless cheers from the scene, he fell into deep thought.

Three minutes, three full minutes, and the applause lasted for a long time.

Ye Lang waved his hand many times, but he couldn't make the audience stop.

Liuzhou held a tissue in his hand at this time, wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes, and said slowly: "I have produced hundreds of rap songs, this is the most perfect one I have ever heard, there is no one, it is too strong, no accident, this is the top three works in the history of Chinese rap." ”

"Director, why is Ye Lang so strong?"

"Xiao Li, you must know that Ye Lang's lyrics and the matching of the production style are full of a kind of atmosphere of rivers and lakes, this kind of atmosphere is the unique artistic conception in the hearts of our Chinese people, do you understand it, artistic conception is such a thing, foreigners are all critics, they know a fart."

The applause finally stopped, and at this time, Ye Lang took the microphone, looked at everyone, and said slowly: "Rap, the birthplace is abroad, but you must have a question in your heart, that is, why, rap must have confrontation?" Is it keepreal? Who told you? Do you have to learn from those black people? They are fed and supported, just that kind of culture, the culture of violence, do we also have to learn? ”

Everyone was shocked.

That's right, mommy accepted rap at the beginning, and a group of people were talking about being ruthless, fierce, diss, and conflicting.

Who the hell said that, has it always been right? This is obviously the opposite of nine-year compulsory education!

Everyone was so little by Ye Lang that their eyes suddenly lit up.

"We Chinese people don't like confrontation, we like win-win, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, as a result, I scold when I come to power, it's really boring, it looks like a grumpy shell, is that still a Chinese person? If you peel off, you're a foreigner! ”

"Why hasn't anyone thought about our Chinese rap? Ferrari Rolex, you are tired of it, don't you think those words are very mentally retarded? Every day in Chinese and English seem to be very good? ”

"Hehe, don't make a fuss, it's just garbage."

After Ye Lang said these words, everyone was silent.

Wu Sige felt that his musical worldview had been impacted, and it was seriously impacted.

He was educated abroad since he was a child, and then went to the country of Bangzi as a trainee, and finally returned to China to make his debut, this experience created him to have a very weak sense of family and country, and internationally, he is no longer a Chinese.

For him, he can't understand why there is still a Chinese-style rap?

Why does nunchucks make fans across the country boil?

He also didn't understand that "Trash Talk" had taken everyone's attention, breath, and soul.

"Huaxia rap has a Chinese style, when I was a child, I saw gangsters, ordinary people, and ordinary people, this is the rivers and lakes."

"What are rivers and lakes? Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are sophisticated! ”

After Ye Lang finished speaking, the microphone was placed on the ground, and he turned around and walked off the stage.

At this moment, everyone was still immersed in Fang Cai Ye Lang's words.

"The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are sophisticated."

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes."

"Why doesn't Huaxia have its own style? That's right, Huaxia's own style of rap is also rap? Why do some people say it's not authentic? Does it have to be the same as those foreigners to be authentic? ”

At this moment, everyone experienced one thing, Ye Lang's terrifying storytelling ability, exaggerated white drawing techniques, every word he used brought a painting, just like the classic characters in the TV series, everyone brought their own BGM.

"Ye Lang! Ye Lang! Ye Lang! ”

The mountains roared and the tsunami lasted for a long time.

When Ye Lang was sitting backstage, Liuzhou said in his channel: "Four mentors, can you comment?" ”

Wu Sige was stunned, comment? Comment on a fart, it's all at this level, what else do I comment?

Hot chicken Zhang Yue and Pan Shuai stiffened their heads, and they couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

At this level, they really can't comment on it, and forcibly calling themselves teachers is really embarrassing, blushing, and ashamed.

"In this round, Beibei and Ye Lang, the final winner is ......"

The host of the scene came with a thick voice.

All the audience were chanting: "Ye Lang! Ye Lang! Ye Lang! ”

Where have these rappers from the underground seen this kind of battle, and their legs are frightened.

They have been in a small venue for a long time, and this kind of appearance of thousands of spectators shouting together is too oppressive.

It's one thing to watch it on TV, it's another thing to feel it live.