Chapter 173 Compendium of Materia Medica, a prescription for the rap circle

Chapter 173 Compendium of Materia Medica, a prescription for the rap circle

"Ah? It's fake, right?"

"Why was he eliminated so soon? The final result is fourth?"

As the applause broke out, all of Zhao Fan's fans were dumbfounded.

The scene of his interview this afternoon is still vivid in my mind. Isn't it shameless to say that he wants the 1% of the audience who support him to not regret choosing the wrong person?

After all these operations, he couldn't even make it into the top three, which fully proved that he was a clown and that his fans who supported him had poor vision!

Zhao Fan's mentor Dong Zuanzi scratched his ears and was also confused. According to his ability, he should have been in the top three, but he didn't expect that he would be upset today and get fourth place? He was also the first of the three mentors to be eliminated. It was so uncomfortable...

Off screen.

When Zhao Fan's friends watched the live broadcast, they spat out the wine they had drunk.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"

"Everything I analyzed last night made sense, but in the end I couldn't even make it into the top three. This idiot is so funny!"

"Black him, black him. I can't bear to hang out with this clown!"

…

The contestants were waiting on the sofa.

Listening to the noisy applause from the audience, the corners of Zhao Fan's mouth, which had been raised high, drooped, and his straight back bent. His gaze changed from the initial disbelief and doubt about life to acceptance of reality.

Thinking of the boasts I made before the game, I now wish I could find a hole to crawl into.

What's the point of competing for second place?

I didn't even make the top three. I'm such a ridiculous clown! What's the difference between this and playing Landlord and holding two kings in the house, letting the peasants run away with the straights? The king bombing the bottom card is simply hilarious.

Zhao Fan clenched his fists and regretted his decision, but he couldn't go back on his feet, so he could only swallow the bitter fruit and felt extremely annoyed.

The other side.

When Wei Zhehao learned that he had successfully advanced to the top three, he felt relieved. He was so excited that he high-fived Lin Zhixing to celebrate.

As a mentor, Pan Shuai was so happy in front of the camera that he couldn't stop smiling as both members of his team advanced to the top three.

When the applause stops...

The host looked at Zhao Fan and introduced the segment, "I'm sorry, Zhao Fan, before you leave this stage, do you have anything to say to everyone?"

When it came to the farewell speech session, Zhao Fan, who stood in the center of the stage again, was completely different from before. He looked like his soul was drained out and he was listless.

The live broadcast room was filled with barrages of comments, with the majority of viewers hating him, and the mocking comments almost covering the entire screen.

"Why don't you sing your masterpiece "This is Rap"? Don't you like it?"

"His smile didn't disappear, it just shifted to my face!"

"Don't get so close to the screen with your idiotic face!"

…

Lin Zhixing leaned on the sofa, looking at Zhao Fan who was about to leave the stage, and felt as if a stone in his heart had been removed.

This disgusting thing is finally gone!

Finally, with some sad farewell music playing, Zhao Fan waved goodbye and left the stage.

…

“Before the finals begin, the three mentors will perform the song “Climbing” for everyone!”

Amidst warm applause, the three mentors took the stage.

Pan Shuai and Dong Zuanqi were responsible for the speaking part, while Shen Fei was responsible for the climax singing. The three of them worked very well together, bringing the atmosphere to a new level.

Lin Zhixing, Wei Zhehao and three others took advantage of the singing opportunity to go backstage to change clothes.

Director's office.

Director Hou Pingliang clicked his finger while taking the screenshot. From this moment on, new viewership records were constantly being broken.

…

After changing their clothes, the three people waited together in the waiting room, waiting for the host to call them.

"Dude, can you tell me about your rap style later?"

Zhou Dan started chatting with Lin Zhixing, who was resting with his eyes closed. Since he had already come in second, he was not very interested in the competition anymore. Instead, he was very interested in the song that Lin Zhixing was going to sing.

"National style."

Lin Zhixing did not hide it. The song had been submitted long ago, so there would be no such thing as playing by the rules.

Chinese style rap?

When Zhou Dan and Wei Zhehao heard the answer, they widened their eyes in surprise. It turned out to be the last card left. There were no representative works of Chinese style rap in the entire rap circle.

Oh, no, there are two.

Also his songs, called "Mountain and River Map" and "General's Order".

It seems that starting from tonight, there will be “three” representative works of Chinese style in the rap circle!

In the finals, actually.

Lin Zhixing has two songs to choose from.

They are "Nunchucks" and "Compendium of Materia Medica". The reason I didn't choose "Nunchucks" is not because the song is bad.

It’s because after winning the championship, he is about to leave the stage, and will most likely not have any intersection with this circle in the future. This song is the last gift left for "rap" and the "rap circle".

As I said in the interview yesterday.

Blindly imitating Western rap and Western rappers will only be incongruous and disgusting. The rap music genre will definitely get worse and worse in the Chinese music scene.

If they understand this song "Compendium of Materia Medica", discover their own rap characteristics and be themselves, this type of music may still be saved in the Chinese music scene.

Tonight, the prescription has been given to this circle. Whether they can understand the deep meaning of it depends on themselves.

…

Amid the audience's enthusiastic applause, the three mentors returned to their seats after singing. The host walked back to the center of the stage and said, "I declare the finals of I Am the King of Rap officially open. Now, please welcome the first contestant to appear. Please look at the big screen!"

The avatar on the stage screen stopped rolling, and the contestant who appeared was "Wei Zhehao".

His performance in the final was average. He sang his best song too early, which lowered his level. He went on stage after the three mentors sang together, but it was a cold audience.

Wei Zhehao had already prepared himself to be last, and after the performance he bowed deeply to his fans who supported him.

"Thank you Wei Zhehao for your wonderful performance. Now let's invite Zhou Dan to bring us some songs..."

Zhou Dan waved goodbye as he left the scene with a smile on his face.

He was very satisfied with this order of performance. After the performance, he could listen to Lin Zhixing's songs carefully and learn from them on the spot.

Zhou Dan's performance in the finals was much stronger than that in the semi-finals, and he gave fans a perfect audio-visual answer.

After he left.

The heart rates of all the audience, including those in the live broadcast room, increased by 5 to 10 beats per minute. 70 percent of the audience came to listen to Lin Zhixing's songs.

"Now, please welcome Lin Zhixing to perform the song "Compendium of Materia Medica"!"

After the host’s drawn-out announcement, the lights on the stage went out, setting the mood for Lin Zhixing’s appearance.

"Oh yeah come on!"

"Take the damn championship!"

"Compendium of Materia Medica? Is this name the same as the title of the book?"

The gate of the passage opened, and Lin Zhixing, wearing a red Chinese jacket, came on stage amidst the hazy mist and flickering lights. The audience couldn't see clearly, but in the vagueness, they could feel a strong sense of oppression.

【bite!】

[System missions are now simple, and you will be awarded the title of "King of Rap" and a random song from Earth will be given as a reward!]

Lin Zhixing walked to the center of the stage and stood under the spotlight.

The whole audience screamed!!!

Deer call, horse neigh, tiger roar, lion roar, dragon roar, female fans ahhhh!

Lin Zhixing, who had prepared his emotions, nodded to the music teacher, and as the play button was pressed, a strong rhythmic prelude flowed out and echoed in the recording hall.

That's the feeling! The feeling of wanting to clap my legs! When it came to the verse part, Lin Zhixing raised the microphone and sang passionately.

"If Hua Tuo were alive again, Chongyang would be cured"

"Foreigners coming to learn Chinese characters inspires my national consciousness"

"Strychnos nux vomica, cassia seed, Xanthium sibiricum and lotus seed"

"I want face from Dioscorea bulbifera, Sophora alopecuroides and Toosendan fruit"

There were subtitles on the stage screen, and the audience could see the words, but most people only understood "oppose worshipping foreign things and fawning on foreigners." They didn't quite understand the duet about Chinese medicine, thinking it was just a casual recitation of the names of dishes.

Actually, it is not. There are certain requirements for singing these Chinese medicines.

Nux vomica, cassia seed, Xanthium sibiricum are all detoxifying. Rappers are too deeply addicted to foreign things. They need to be detoxified! Chinese yam, angelica and wolfberry are all tonics. Why don't you have confidence in your own national culture? Because you are weak!

"Rewriting history in my own way"

"If you have nothing else to do, just repeat a few words after me."

“Yam, Angelica and Wolfberry GO”

"Look at me taking a handful of Chinese medicine and being proud."

The dynamic melody, coupled with Lin Zhixing's outstanding voice, quickly caught the audience's ears and deeply attracted them.

The live broadcast room was filled with comments, and the surprised audience left positive reviews.

"If Peng Zu were alive, Western food would be suppressed, and foreigners would come to learn the dishes to stimulate our national consciousness!"

“Chinese style rap! Compared to the straightforward opposition to worshipping foreign things in “General’s Order”, this song “Compendium of Materia Medica” is more profound and nice to listen to!”

…

"I danced with a relaxed expression"

“You can’t learn to move easily.”

"Neon signs are in good shape"

“Waiting to wake up in a gorgeous city”

The legendary doctor Hua Tuo could cure any disease, including worshipping foreigners, but Hua Tuo has been dead for a thousand years now.

Lin Zhixing turned into the legendary doctor Hua Tuo at this moment, opened the Compendium of Materia Medica, and wrote a prescription for medicine, Compendium of Materia Medica, to prove the strength of the Chinese music scene and cure the worship of foreign things !

Pan Shuai was convinced when he heard this.

The song has Chinese style, dance music, good lyrics, and the highly repetitive melody is worth remembering...

There seems to be no other rapper in the music industry who can integrate these elements so thoroughly! Dong Zuanzi secretly gave him a thumbs up, full of admiration.

The rap flow of the first verse and the second verse are different. The ticking sound of the pendulum makes it feel like a new environment. It is very cleverly designed.

Although the composition is not as shocking as "In the Name of the Father", it is enough to amaze professional musicians.

Lin Zhixing's singing was getting better and better, and the number of people online in the live broadcast room increased rapidly.

"What you make into pills is what you make into pills"

“Deer antler slices should not be too thin”

"You can't just copy the old master's techniques like this"

"Guiling Gao, Yunnan Baiyao and Cordyceps sinensis"

“My own music is my own medicine, just the right amount”

Player seats.

Zhou Dan was shocked by the lyrics.

From medicine to music, it is a metaphor that everything must keep pace with the times and adhere to its own style and personality. If Li Shizhen just blindly copied and restored the past, he would not have achieved his later success.

The pattern has been completely opened up! The first time, it was still a subtle Compendium of Materia Medica, but this time, it was a direct sword, telling everyone what he thought.

——If I learn rap from foreign countries like you do, will I be able to bring this kind of music to everyone? "It is this light, it is this light, let's sing together"

"It is this light, it is this light"

Zhou Dan didn't quite understand what Lin Zhixing repeatedly emphasized about "this light" at first, but later he figured it out and was immediately impressed by the song! This is the light of culture and the light of faith. The brilliant light of Chinese civilization will surely bloom again.

What else is there to compare?

Just give the award to this dad! During Lin Zhixing's performance, I felt a little bit sorry that the audience couldn't see the MV of "Compendium of Materia Medica".

The MV of this song is so cool, the content is both exciting and profound, and it cost 4 million just to produce it. Jay Chou is really willing to spend money on music.

"Let me make a secret recipe to cure your internal injuries caused by fawning on foreigners."

"Kampo, which has been rooted for thousands of years, has a power that others don't know about."

When Lin Zhixing sang this line, the audience was excited. This is the power of Chinese culture! The live broadcast room received rave reviews.

"This is rap, no vulgarity, no swear words, it's all culture!"

"Oh Ye Ge's rap is full of Chinese culture and national confidence, and his words are full of recognition of his own culture. This is a real singer!"

"Ohyege set an example himself, prescribed a prescription with lyrics, and brewed medicine with music. It gave us a strong dose of medicine for those of us who are impacted by foreign culture. The melody is like a revelation, shaking the hearts of every one of us listeners. He defended traditional culture with his own creation!"

"I danced with a relaxed expression"

"Use calligraphy to spread the inner power of the dynasty"

"Heroic and bold, give a punch to the dialogue"

"Let's see who is better in the end."

The second chorus immediately ignited the atmosphere, and the emotions were so high that they surpassed the chorus of the three mentors on the same stage.

Director's office.

“6 million!!!”

Director Hou Pingliang pushed away the mouse and keyboard and stood up excitedly. The popularity of the mentors' chorus just now was only 5.5 million.

“It’s so fucking scary!”

Hou Pingliang was so excited that he cursed. It was amazing. The data was the best proof. To exaggerate a little, at his current level, he might not be able to beat the three instructors combined! ...

On the gorgeous stage.

The brightest star tonight, "Lin Zhixing", is finishing the song.

"Squat little zombie squat little zombie squat"

"Another little zombie squatting in a dark alley with a light on"

"The little zombie is squatting in the carrot hole again"

"Another little zombie squatting and chanting a spell, hum"

The ending is very nice to hear, but the audience doesn’t quite understand it.

When Lin Zhixing first heard this song, he also didn't understand this part. Later, after reading the music reviews, he realized that there are two interpretations.

The first interpretation is that the zombies’ legs cannot bend and they can only jump, which means they are not worshipping foreigners or being servile.

Lin Zhixing agrees more with the second interpretation - those who worship foreign things and fawn on foreigners are like zombies, they jump when they are told to jump and squat when they are told to squat, without any backbone or dignity.

But to know which type it is, you have to ask the lyricist "Fang Wenshan".

Soon, the song ended as the audience was still reluctant to leave.

As Lin Zhixing bowed deeply, applause surged from the audience, and the fans' screams and cheers were endless.

"champion!"

“Champion champion champion!”

(End of this chapter)

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