"Okay, okay, you're great, but you still need to work hard." Qin Hao had no choice but to follow Fang Long.

Suddenly, Fang Long's brain turned, and he came to Su Mo.

"I remember that our Lao Su's rap is also amazing, teach me."

Su Mo's last song was "Passion Song".

The combination of explosive treble and rap once crushed those professional singers in the rap circle.

"Okay, then we'll try it later."

"Okay."

The morning teaching assignment is over.

Fang Long came to the practice room early and waited for Su Mo.

A semester is coming to an end, and during this period of time, he saw that Su Mo would become popular every time he released a new song, Chu Wei's guitar and folk songs, and Qin Hao's singing skills were even higher than himself, and he began to become anxious.

That's when I focused on my studies.

He wants to prove that he is capable of not achieving nothing.

So he participated in a rap competition at the municipal level.

Originally, the field of rap was not very extensive, but because of Su Mo's recent appearance of "Passion Song", which resisted cyberbullying, it set off a craze, and it also played a role in promoting positive energy, so the city-level music platform also plans to create a competition.

Fang Long's favorite thing is rapping, and he has been inspired to become a rapper since he was a child.

This time I finally met the right match, and I will definitely not let go of this opportunity.

Su Mo looked at Fang Long's self-taught rap performance, and secretly felt honored for this boy, who was able to reach this level without systematic learning, and had exceeded eighty percent of rappers.

Even if they have learned professional knowledge, they may not even be able to compare with Shanglong

Fang Long's rhythm and strength in rapping are very well controlled, in Su Mo's opinion.

After an afternoon of one-on-one training, some of the mistakes Fang Long made were corrected by Su Mo.

It's just that these mistakes have become his habits, and if he wants to completely change them and sing in the right way, he has to strengthen his training.

Fang Long suddenly realized under Su Mo's nodding.

Fang Long: What the hell is Su Mo, who can do anything, and is so proficient.

The way of rapping is improvisation, and nothing is fixed.

So Su Mo temporarily decided to take Fang Long to the streets for exercise.

Rap cultivates self-confidence, and if you lose confidence in the process of rapping, the effect of singing is like that of a clown.

"Exercise on the streets tomorrow afternoon!" Su Mo gave the order, and then left in style.

Stay in Fang Long's stunned place.

What do you do in street rap?

In the afternoon of the next day, Su Mo had already brought the microphone and speakers in the practice room to the position set by the two of them.

In the crowded square, Su Mo sat on a chair and waited for Fang Long.

"Why did you bring the speakers with you?"

Fang Long saw Su Mo from a distance, he didn't believe it at first, but when he got closer, he found that Su Mo had brought all the speaker microphones.

Isn't it just rapping and exercising on the streets?

How did you bring the speakers, isn't this the rhythm of the direct performance?

Fang Long retreated again and again.

"Exercise, if you don't exercise, you can't make progress in rap, and if you continue to stick to the rhythm of rap in an unsuitable environment, then you can be considered successful, come on!"

After Su Mo explained the reason, he stuffed the microphone into Fang Long's hand.

Fang Long watched people coming and going, and some people looked at the two of them from time to time, which made him not have the courage to pick up the microphone.

Usually in school, I don't care about it, but in actual combat, I am timid.

Su Mo connected the mobile phone to the speaker and put on the fast-paced accompaniment.

At this time, more people turned their eyes on them, but unfortunately no one sang, so they just glanced at them a few times and walked away.

"You just say if you want to participate in the competition, if you want to win a prize." Su Mo said softly.

"Of course!" Fang Long's answer was unusually firm.

"Come on, then treat them as students, and then you won't have much to worry about."

"Okay, I'll try!"

Fang Long picked up the microphone with Su Mo's encouragement.

I started singing.

He closed his eyes and imagined it as an empty playground.

After a while, passers-by surrounded the two of them from all directions.

A pair of unfamiliar eyes looked at Fang Long, and when he made eye contact, fierce sparks collided in the air.

I can't hold on anymore.

The voice of the rap is becoming less and less imposing.

Su Mo: This progress is really too fast.

At this moment, the two girls in front of Fang Long chattered and discussed.

"So handsome, what big muscles!"

"I love it."

"Who isn't, much better than your ex-boyfriend."

"We'll get a satellite later."

Because of the close distance, Fang Long could hear the conversation between the two people very clearly.

Fang Long: Is this true, there are girls who admire me, and my muscles are not in vain.

He looked at the wistful eyes of the two girls in front of him, growing more and more confident.

Sure enough, LSP's self-confidence comes from the opposite sex......

His voice became firmer than it had been at the beginning.

Su Mo watched Fang Long change so much, and for a moment he couldn't understand why.

He stood aside, looking strangely at Fang Long, who was extremely confident, was this taken away by anyone?

There's no need to exercise anymore.

Maybe he really got into the state of rap and found his self-confidence.

There were more and more onlookers watching the performance, but Fang Long seemed to have found confidence from the praise of the two little fans just now.

Although there are many people, he has no stage fright.

After all, the major is to study music, as long as you firmly believe in this, you will no longer have stage fright.

End of the first day's workout.

Fang Long successfully got the little fan girl's satellite, to be precise, he gave them two.

The two sat on a bench.

"I did well on the first day, I will continue tomorrow, and the exercise will be about the same for a week or so." Su Mo looked at Fang Long with relief and said.

Fang Long held his mobile phone in both hands, ignoring his external affairs.

I only saw the superposition of messages on the satellite chat page.

Subsequently, he sent several photos of muscles from various angles to the other party.

chatted with each other in full swing, and didn't hear Su Mo's voice at all.

It can be said that I have a fan sister in hand, and I have it in the world!

What rap competitions and dreams have been left behind by him.

Su Mo saw that Fang Long didn't respond for a long time, so he silently picked up the speaker and walked towards the school.

Fang Long was so obsessed and fanatical, so there was no need to bother him.

After all, this kind of worship of the opposite sex is too scarce for him.

Why bother with other people's dreams.

Maybe because of this, he can find a partner, which can be regarded as a dream of his.

can also curb his previous lustful character, and in the end, after thinking about it, Su Mo still decided to leave him here and let him be satisfied at one time!