"Alright, next up is Zhao Hongyue, the rap mentor from the 'Red Moon Society'!"
"Let's look forward to seeing what kind of challenge this mentor will bring to everyone!"
After finally calming the uproar in the audience, the host, Hua Shao, stepped back onto the stage and spoke loudly.
As he spoke.
All eyes turned to Zhao Hongyue, who was in the mentor's seat.
Left with no other choice.
Zhao Hongyue had no choice but to stand up.
Even if her singing can't beat Wang Yueheng's, it's still better than running away at the last minute.
As for performing live, that's impossible; I can only sing a hip-hop song that I wrote beforehand.
The song is called "Unstoppable Hiccup".
This is also the hip-hop rap song with the most Chinese characters among all of Zhao Hongyue's works.
Under immense pressure from Wang Yueheng.
Now he doesn't dare to sing a purely foreign language version of "Chinese Hip Hop" anymore...
Wow~ Go Hongyue!
"Red moon, red moon, myriad flowers reflect the moon, only joy reigns supreme!"
"Go, boss! Take down Wang Yueheng!"
The hip-hop fans at the scene, who still had high hopes for Zhao Hongyue, also started shouting loudly.
Let's give a round of applause and cheers to this resident rap mentor.
What were clearly cheers and encouragement sounded like harsh sarcasm to Zhao Hongyue.
joke.
Wang Yueheng's new song sold for a record-breaking 100 million yuan and attracted over 40 million online viewers.
No matter what I sing, I can't possibly outdo Wang Yueheng in terms of sheer presence!
But the courage that remained in her bones allowed Zhao Hongyue to calmly step onto the center of the stage.
Immediately, a familiar accompaniment rang out from the sound system.
"HI~HI~"
You know we don't have time.
"I'm so full that I've fallen hopelessly in love with you."
"A hangover tonight always leaves you looking haggard tomorrow."
“I know you feel sorry for me…”…
Take two deep breaths.
Zhao Hongyue worked hard to restore his former image as the top hip-hop artist, singing and jumping around on stage with all his might.
He demonstrated his consistently strong rapping skills.
But no matter how much he screams and shouts on stage.
The cheers from the audience were noticeably lower than in previous episodes.
Just as Ouyang Rong and others had predicted.
For the audience who were experiencing Chinese rap for the first time, this was a "small dish".
Now I can no longer act like an ignorant newbie.
They blindly followed "coarse grain" rap that was full of foreign words and even profanities.
Some audience members listened and listened.
She even frowned in front of the camera.
There was none of the previous frenzied enthusiasm.
"That's strange. I used to really like this type of music, so why don't I feel anything after listening to it now?"
"My mind is still filled with 'Hmph, hah, hee, use the nunchucks!'..."
"Me too, me too! This 'strychnine and cassia seed' thing is so addictive, I just can't stop!"
"Compared to that, I still prefer Chinese rap; it feels more familiar and relatable!"
"Oh no, Wang Yueheng has spoiled my taste all of a sudden..."
Inside the live stream room.
Countless listeners shared their thoughts on the song through the bullet comments.
Some of Zhao Hongyue's fans were also surprised to discover this.
After listening to "Nunchucks" and "Compendium of Materia Medica" in a row, I feel a strange sense of physiological aversion when listening to these foreign-language rap songs.
It would be better if it were a mixed-race singer like Maya.
Seeing a singer with yellow skin and black eyes singing tongue-twisting English always feels a bit out of place.
It's like watching a performance by a master theatrical artist and then appreciating a low-class clown act.
"Oh no..."
Zhao Hongyue, who was rapping at the top of his lungs on stage, looked at the audience below the stage, whose previous burst of energy had been lost.
My heart couldn't help but sink slightly.
I suddenly felt like I'd been abandoned by my fans.
It seems I'll have to make a transition immediately, shifting from foreign language rap to pure Chinese rap...
Three minutes of rap time.
To Zhao Hongyue, it felt like three long years had passed.
Finally, it stopped with the last note.
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