Many people have this in mind.

Ye Lang is a human being, so he naturally knows the thoughts of these guys.

Want to step on my Ye Lang on the top? It can't be okay!

Suddenly, Ye Lang heard a clear voice, as well as a familiar taste.

"Do you have a freestyle?"

A huge question mark popped up on Ye Lang's head.

Wu Sige faced the contestants and asked a soul question.

Isn't that my word? Shouldn't I talk about it?

Ye Lang was stunned, no, this entertainment industry is a bit shameless.

When Wu Sige finished saying this, he nodded in the direction of Ye Lang, Ye Lang could almost imagine that after the game, in the camera editing, this was a tribute to Ye Lang.

For a while, many people at the scene who knew about this Weibo hot stalk coaxed.

"Woo...... Teacher Wu is doing something. ”

"It's good-looking, I thought I was here to participate in the competition, but today I'm going to see PK."

"What about Ye Lang? What about Ye Lang? ”

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

But after a burst of cheers, Wu Sige continued to talk to the contestant.

"Then I'll have a little bit."

freestyle is the meaning of improvised rap, Ye Lang was looking for something on Weibo at the time to use the meaning of this sentence, which may not be understood by ordinary people, but the literal meaning can actually be understood partially.

But they don't understand, and people who play rap understand it, and it's about letting you improvise for a while, and see how good you are.

"Yo Yo Yo ...... I heard that you want Lao Tzu to improvise

Chinese rap fire is really a bit muddy

Too many people obviously don't have the temperament of hiphop

But they all want to squeeze out passions that don't belong to them

……”

The contestant completed his creation in less than ten seconds, and casually broke out into a rhythmic improvisation.

At this moment, everyone at the scene applauded wildly.

Wu Sige also looked sideways slightly, he should be more interested in this player.

But only Ye Lang, who was behind, shook his head.

If there's any highlight of this freestyle, it's rhyme, what else is there besides rhyme?

Saliva songs, rat treasures, children will.

That's it?

Ye Lang couldn't help but show a hint of an ambiguous smile, which was a polite smile of resistance.

If Chinese rap is all these people, imitating European and American culture every day and holding imported products, they can do whatever they want, then Chinese rap will never rise.

……

After more than a dozen people in a row, he finally arrived at Ye Lang.

The judges of the audition Ye Lang are hot chickens.

Taiwan Island has a lot of fans, although there are no too frequent works, but the classic "Mortal Song" still left a deep impression on many people.

"Let's take a while, Ye Lang, I think you are much better than me."

Hot Chicken was extremely irritable with others, but when he came to Ye Lang, he was unusually gentle and respectful.

He is not a person who does not know how to appreciate, the rappers are arrogant and direct, but it does not mean that they are blind.

Fools know that Ye Lang's talent is incomparable, and "Nunchucks" is even more full of desire.

Ye Lang smiled, "Okay, then come on." ”

When Ye Lang took a deep breath, everyone was quiet for a while.

Freestyle is a form without music and without accompaniment, and in this situation, the only person who can control the rhythm is the singer himself.

Only rookies need others to beat the beat, and Ye Lang doesn't need it at all.

"Lao Tzu eats hot pot, you eat hot pot base.

Smile at you, because I'm polite

There are many people who compare ruthless goods

Bao Bao head touch this month is only a few days"

As soon as this paragraph came out, goosebumps rose all over the hot chicken.

That's the taste, this is the taste of rap, Ye Lang is really an authentic rapper, it's just that he doesn't disdain to show his talent in this rough form.

Sure enough, there is a material! It seems that the director of Liuzhou did not invite the wrong person!

The expression of the hot chicken changed, and the others looked even more confused.

Ye Lang's voice is like a mountain song in the Sichuan and Shu regions, but every word and sentence does not show off his skills, and the bite is extremely comfortable.

"What an arrogance!"

"No, he's so rushing, it's the same as the hot pot over there."

"Hehe, it's just a mountain song, no matter how well you sing it, it's useless to say it badly."

……

Wu Sige and Pan Shuai were also stunned.

Rap rap, is there really anyone singing?

Shouldn't you all say lotus flowers?

Especially Wu Sige, his understanding of rap can only go so far.

I only heard a bunch of lyrics pop out of Ye Lang's mouth again, and the words pierced my heart.

"Don't make a fuss

As soon as you bite into it, the soup will follow

Let's smile with a dry face

Lao Tzu leisurely smoked around his heart

It's all smart and miserable, but it turns out that ...... by being clever and misunderstood."

As soon as he arrived, Hot Chicken directly interrupted, "Okay! yes！ ”

After speaking, he took off the big gold chain symbolizing the qualification from his neck, handed it to Ye Lang with a smile, and hugged Ye Lang.

"When did you start playing rap, this feels very sophisticated."

Hot Chicken asked quietly.

Ye Lang smiled faintly, "It didn't take long, elementary school students." ”

……

The freestyle session lasted all day, and here, Ye Lang found those people from Chang'an.

"You are Ye Lang."

In the background, a man with dirty braids swaggered up and walked towards Ye Lang.

Ye Lang frowned, and the other party's tone was a little unkind.

With a sweep of his eyes, Ye Lang saw the person behind this guy with a somewhat fair face, even a little pale, wearing a hooded sweatshirt.

"How?"

"Hehe, Ye Lang, how good it is for you to be your star, come here to play rap, and wait for your reputation to be ruined!"

Ye Lang smiled sideways: "Oh? Does that mean right? ”

"Cut, it's not just so simple, the one behind me, the first rapper in Chang'an, how old are you, can you sing very well? Also long mountain songs, garbage. ”

Ye Lang never holds grudges, so he didn't get angry at all when the other party spoke.

Because, generally speaking, if there is a vengeance, he will take revenge on the spot!

"Who does the garbage say?"

"What's the matter, dissatisfied? Trash says about you! ”

Ye Lang made a turn, and the other party went around.

When the family rap who was resting in the background saw the group in Chang'an surrounding Ye Lang, they avoided it one by one.

These people in Chang'an can't afford to be provoked.

They were still a little scared, but suddenly heard Ye Lang put down the trap, and the other party fell in.

In an instant, they covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

"Nima!" The man reacted and waved his hand to beat Ye Lang.

"Wait." The young man in the white sweatshirt walked out, "My name is Pickle Pepper, congratulations on your promotion, Ye Lang." ”