Since Fang Long was taken to the street by Su Mo for rap and exercise last time, he has been adored by two little fan girls, and this back and forth has cultivated his self-confidence.

Whether it should be said or not, although it is not serious, it also has a great effect.

It's just that Su Mo didn't expect to grow up in this way.

On weekend afternoons, Fang Long hugged his mobile phone and chatted, and his soul was sucked away.

"What contest did you participate in end, and when did it start?" Su Mo looked at Fang Long's indulged look and couldn't help but ask him if he was worried.

"It's going to be a rap competition, and it's going to start tomorrow afternoon." Fang Long replied nonchalantly.

"Do you have the materials ready for the competition?"

Su Mo was still worried about this guy, just in case, and asked about the competition.

Hearing this, Fang Long suddenly threw down his mobile phone as if he had been electrocuted, and stood up with a swish.

"I ..... I don't think I signed up yet. ”

In an instant, there was silence in the dormitory.

"Then what are you doing these days, I thought you had already signed up!"

"It's still too late, hurry up, hurry up!"

Qin Hao and Su Mo urged.

Fang Long then opened the registration website and filled in the information.

There is still an hour to close, and after the registration, there will be a review of the singer's strength, as long as it is submitted now, it will be no problem to pass the review before the end of today.

After Su Mo saw Fang Long fill in the registration message and submit it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for himself today, Fang Long's rap that he had prepared for a week with great interest would be in vain.

Everyone in the dormitory has special skills, and the presence of these roommates is a big blow to him.

Su Mo couldn't watch Fang Long achieve nothing anymore, after all, Fang Long was also his own student, if it was spread out, wouldn't it affect his reputation if there were such half-students in his class.

As the twilight deepened, Fang Long returned to the dormitory out of breath.

"How's it going? Is it over? ”

Su Mo and Qin Hao leaned forward with a look of concern.

"There are so many beauties, even the front desk at the door is not ordinary, just like Teacher Lan!"

Fang Long was immersed in his own fantasies as he spoke, and sure enough, LSP's character was engraved in his genes.

Hearing only a crisp clang, a big bag instantly bulged out on Fang Long's head.

"We're asking you, have you been reviewed?"

Qin Hao suppressed his anger and put his mouth to Fang Long's ear and shouted loudly.

"Of course, do you need to ask?"

Fang Long's face was impatient.

"It's over." Su Mo replied shallowly.

Fang Long's registration time was originally very late, and he successfully signed up almost close to the deadline.

Therefore, Su Mo guessed that there would not be much time left for the review, or that the departments of the review would end early, basically at the end of the registration, and the powerful players would be screened about the same.

Early the next morning, Su Mo and Shen Yao came to the cafeteria early.

In the past, Su Mo liked to lie in bed in the morning, so the two of them came very late.

Since he made a contract with Shen Lu for 100 million, he began to study the mainstream and style of the current music industry.

To do this, he had to study the style of the current big hit songs, so that he could make the most money in the shortest amount of time in the future.

He believes that his ability to cater to the current mainstream style of songs, 100 million should not be too difficult.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

You have to work hard now, starting from the basics.

He looked at Shen Yao, who was as agile as an elk, and his determination became even stronger.

In the afternoon, the city-level rap competition began.

On a company building, the crowd boiled up and down.

In the hall, there is not a single empty seat in the audience.

But it's more boys, and boys prefer this kind of rap with feelings.

A white beam of light is laid above the black stage.

The teenagers in strange costumes were very enthusiastic, and they formed a group of three or five to cheer together.

In addition to inviting his roommates to watch the game, Fang Long also specially invited Lan Diyue to sit in the first row to cheer him up.

Su Mo and the others sat in the audience, while Fang Long was preparing backstage, but unfortunately he was disturbed by the sudden little fan girl.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Long's attention was all focused on these two fan girls.

For a moment, Su Mo and the others even suspected that these two girls were sent by their opponents to disturb the morale of the army.

The hot-blooded singers raised their chins and rapped without stage fright, revealing the self-confidence of young people in their gestures.

There are also players who are a little inferior, but they are not afraid at all.

It seems that nature and the stage are one.

It was finally Fang Long's turn to play.

At this moment, Su Mo heard the conversation on the judges' bench in front of him.

"I heard that it was this boy who signed up within the last hour of the registration deadline and passed the review, and once crushed most of the contestants."

"Really? But listen carefully, even the people who reviewed it said that it was good, it must be very good. ”

The group of people who review the quality of the contestants can't tolerate any mistakes, although this competition is rap, but also focus on the quality of the contestants, if you don't burn, you will make jokes and be said by others to be a pheasant contest.

Fang Long walked onto the stage, and the low audience was pitch black, and he couldn't see anyone at all.

He also specially invited Lan Diyue to the first row, but now it seems that it is useless, and he can only rely on imagination.

"Hello judges, I am Fang Long, the No. 27 contestant, and my song is "Drifting to the North".

The camera that followed up the recording also slammed into front of Fang Long.

Su Mo taught him to treat the camera as an instrument, don't think of the camera as the eyes of the audience, if someone stares at you in person, you will definitely be nervous, but now this black thing in front of you is just an instrument used by humans.

Fang Long kept Su Mo's teachings in mind, so the first time he participated in this kind of competition, he didn't have the slightest timidity.

The point is that before he went on stage, the two little fans gave him two kisses.

This can ignite his fighting spirit, in front of the fan sister, there must be no mistakes.

Since you can't get Lan Diyue, it's not impossible for these two little fans who are as beautiful as flowers.

If he succeeds, he will change from a boy to a man.

He stood on the stage and imagined a good life to be a man.

"Please start your show."

The teacher at the judges' bench reminded him when he saw that he was delaying his performance.

Whoever saw him like this must have thought that his brain was inflexible.

Judge: This kid's head is not very bright, he is such an adult, and I have to remind him of the competition.....