That Kim Jotki dissed LOCO's face, rap method and his own creative experience, and looked at LOCO's reaction, it should be a sentence to the heart.

"It's really arrogant." Huang Longfu commented that this was completely different from his arrogance.

He's in the form of acting, and Kim Jotki is crazy and arrogant, like most rappers do, but he's more than them.

In addition to swearing, rap words are all kinds of sarcastic metaphors, and the mouth is smelly and poisonous.

But it cannot be denied that his flow is very durable.

I don't know if it's due to his accent, but his way of pronouncing words is also very special, and sharpening the pronunciation of certain words is the basic operation of this Kim Jotki.

It can be said that fame is a very recognizable feature, and if you throw away the words that poke at the backbone, foreigners will definitely feel very interesting when they listen to them.

PROBABLY LOCO IS TOO YOUNG, AND HE WAS PROVOKED BY THE OTHER PARTY'S DISS.

So he opened his mouth lightly, hit back with a heavy blow, a poisonous tongue, swearing, and even mentioned the verbal jint that the other party has been comparing all the time.

It's a pity that such a voice is not suitable for the crazy single-celled population of the underground, he is suitable for the kind of big stage that includes the nature of a music program for the public.

As a result, the outcry and response from LOCO was weak.

As soon as the momentum is compared, everyone present knows who lost, and of course diss can be judged not only by looking at this.

Although the strength of the two is about the same, the subdivision can also be divided into three, six, nine and so on.

So in the end, it was decided that LOCO actually lost.

After watching two more diss battles, Huang Longfu decided to leave, he turned his head to look at Wen Xingyi, and found that the child had begun to enter the state and began to integrate into the enjoyment.

This psychological quality must be much stronger than when I lost weight.

"You're leaving?" Zico asked when she noticed that he was moving.

"Inside." Huang Longfu nodded, looked at him and Song Minhao, who was inexplicably in a slump, and knew that the two of them didn't really want to leave yet.

But he felt that it was hard to see each other and that he could not let go of the surplus value (bushi

The mini-series is still about a fifth away, so why leave alone when there are free people?

So he spoke: "Do you want to go to the recording studio of P Society and sit down, bumzu misses you." ”

Zico's eyes changed instantly, and he became a little teasing, but he didn't think too much about it, "When it comes to persuading people, it has to be you." ”

Then he patted Song Minhao on the shoulder, "Potato, are you still here?" ”

“······ Then take a look at Long Fuxi's work. Song Minhao agreed in a deep voice.

So the four of them left, and Wen Xingyi, the child, still felt a little reluctant.

Strange woman, there is a future.

On the way to P Society, Yu Zhihao and Song Minhao sat in the business car of After school, and they were a little uncomfortable enjoying the large space for the first time.

Wrong.

If Huang Longfu was uncomfortable at first, then they should have been at a loss when their hearts began to flutter.

I didn't dare or touch anywhere, so I could only sit upright and keep repeating "Dafa".

"Excuse me!"

As soon as they met, Woo Ji-ho and Song Min-ho saw resentment on Gui Beom-so's face, as if the employee was suddenly notified and forced to work overtime.

The two of them walked in, it's not that they haven't participated in the production, there is nothing to visit, except that the space volume is larger than that rented by their own company, there is nothing to envy.

I really don't envy that other people's recording studios are their own, their company is rented, I really don't envy them, what's this?

Only Wen Xingyi, who had sat down, was still looking left and right, looking at this instrument and looking at that machine, although it was not the first time she had come in with Huang Longfu.

Gui Fanzhu glanced at Huang Longfu, the culprit smiled back, and silently made a gesture to eat, meaning that he would invite him to dinner.

"Remember your promise now." Gui Fanzhu said, but he didn't expect much, after all, he knew that Huang Longfu didn't have much money.

"Moragu?" Yu Zhihao turned around, feeling inexplicable about Gui Fanzhu's brainless words.

"It's fine."

Huang Longfu, who was sitting in front of the computer, manipulated the mouse, clicked on a folder, 3 guides that he recorded by himself, and 2 demos, and the remaining 3 were only half-finished arrangements.

At this time, Wen Xingyi will go out and wait for them to finish.

Then under the expectant gaze of Song Minhao and Yu Zhihao, Huang Longfu just clicked on the arrangement and let them listen to it.

The problem of leakage of the sound source should still be paid attention to, and this assistance is limited to the three semi-arranged works.

Although it can be seen that both of them are good people, the process from raw to cooked still has to go through a while, this is the rule of socializing!

After the audition, Yu Zhihao's eight-character eyebrows appeared again, nodded in surprise and with regularity, and Song Minhao blocked his mouth with his right hand, rubbing his cheek back and forth with his thumb and index finger.

The hat was pressed so hard that it was impossible to read his expression.

But only he knows that the current Song Minhao has mixed feelings in his heart, envy, admiration, and thinks of what happened to him at the moment and his previous experience......

"How?" Huang Longfu propped his right elbow on the table, leaned his cheek, and asked them with a look of some comfort.

“······”

Gui Fan-so, who praised him at the time, now wants to know his friend's evaluation, so he doesn't speak.

Silence......

Yu Zhihao looked at Song Minhao, saw that the other party didn't look at him, opened his mouth, and then confirmed to Huang Longfu, "Are you composing music alone?" ”

"It's really good, but if you're just like that, it's okay to say, jinjia~ follow up first, and the whole album is like this······" Yu Zhihao tilted his head.

Even he and Song Tudou can't guarantee that all the songs of their group are written and composed by them and the quality is up to standard.

Yu Zhihao's words were not unfinished, but everyone understood the meaning.

He represents the exclamation that Song Min-ho wants to express, and the praise that Hwang Yong-fu and Gui Fan-so like...... It's all in plain sight.

Huang Longfu's main purpose was not to be looked upon, recognized and praised, so he didn't ask Song Minhao what he meant.

He made a prototype, "Stray V needs the help of all the geniuses, wuli F4 guys, can you start?" ”

can participate in such a level of production that is not like a novice, Yu Zhihao and the two have no reason to refuse.

Even if there is no royalty, it is used as an experience to improve and gain experience, so that they can learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses in their respective teams.

And Song Minhao had just cleaned up his mood and was nodding when he heard the sentence "F4" and was speechless and complained, "F4? One to Mo. What the hell is this name? ”

Good soil.

"Haven't seen Meteor Garden?"

Several people shook their heads.

"Shhh······h Boys over flowers? ”

"Whew!! I know this! Lee Min Ho is very handsome, and some people have praised me for being like Kim Hyun-joong's predecessors. Yu Zhihao immediately raised his hand and replied positively.

He has a short, wide mouth, thick lips, and now a pouting mouth.

It's not an elementary school chicken rush to answer the question, are you okay? ’

Huang Longfu and the three of them all agreed on this idea.

Gui Fanzhu: "Ah, Yu Zhihao, don't touch the porcelain flower beauty!" ”

Song Minhao: "Who said it when you diss?" ”

"Hey Yixi, Song Tudou, do you want to die?" Yu Zhihao puffed out his left cheek and said, "But we can really form a small team." ”

Huang Longfu proposed: "Then let's call it Fbmz." ”

He couldn't possibly be as attentive to this suddenly small organization as Stray V.

Gui Beom-so: "Initials? The only downside, why is your name the first one? ”

"Does everyone like ramen?" Huang Longfu ignored the questioning and asked again.

"Okay."

"Ramen crispy bones!"

"You can't live without it."

"OK, let's call it ramen." Huang Longfu nodded to himself, unwilling to put more effort into this.

Gui Beom-so was puzzled: "Ramen?!" Mo, like words? ”

He must not be laughed at when he says it.

Song Minhao pouted, "If you don't want to say it again, you can change it to English." ”

“bingo，Ramen。”

"Ah, that's good, just Ramen." Yu Zhihao likes it very much.

But the favor and opposition were tied 2:2, so Huang Longfu called Wen Xingyi, who was staying outside the house, in, and then under the flickering of Huang Longfu and Yu Zhihao, he inexplicably agreed with Ramen.

"The minority obeys the majority." Huang Longfu pretended to be helpless, and then pretended that it was just a trivial matter, "Then let's start!" ”

"Xingyi xi, why did you agree to this team name...... "The matter has come to this point, and Gui Fansu can only do nothing.

"Huh?" Wen Xingyi touched the back of his head as he left, and Huang Longfu and the two of them didn't make it clear whether it was the name of the team.

Thinking about the group's name vignette, the "Ramen" quartet began to devote themselves to the production of Stray V's songs.

Four people and four colors, the advantages of cooperation are obvious, but the disadvantages are not absent, the collision of ideas and ideas, you think it is good, I don't think it's a regular conversation.

But in the end, it will be easily resolved by Huang Longfu, for no other reason, and it is easy to control the situation with the memory of the original song.

In this way, the four men twisted into a rope, and the lights in the recording studio of P Society were on all night.

When it was almost 12 o'clock halfway, Yu Zhihao and Song Minhao reluctantly went back due to force majeure.

Gui Fanzhu, who loves music and creation, actually wants to rest, he is going to die, but the caring Huang Longfu not only makes him coffee himself, but also always wakes him up from time to time.

At 1:34 a.m., Huang Yongfu saved the documents and asked Gui Fanzhu to go back to sleep.

"What about you?" Gui Fanzhu straightened his sleeves, looked at Huang Longfu, who was still sitting and staring intently at the display screen, and asked.

"What's missing...... Huang Longfu muttered to himself with his chin in his left hand, and held the mouse in his right hand to tease the Verse part back and forth.

Gui Fanzhu knew at a glance that he was not listening carefully, and walked while sighing, "You are really spirited." ”

"Rest early, don't forget you're still an idol, let's go first."

"Oh, well, Ann Niu." Gui Fanzhu's rare intimacy can only get a very perfunctory and hindsightly farewell.