Foreign garbage

What a small business owner, Bai Ye has his own studio now, basically a self-made business, not at Noah's beck and call at all.

Qi Xingchen's legs went weak when he called out to him, and he became irritated, "You, you go to the next class, don't delay our class study."

Wu Qian: "Wow, is that how you treat your employees, Mr. Xiao Qi?"

Qi Xingchen : "......"

See if I don't practice on you later!

"Stop it, stop it, and practice. There's a recording tomorrow, so go to bed early today."

Bai Ye was afraid that Qi Xingchen would go through the cracks in the floor, and finally ended the conversation. Then he turned to Qi Xingchen and said with a low smile, "I'm going now, little boss."

Qi Xingchen : "......"

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

However, class F was quite conscientious, and they all held their tongue and didn't continue to laugh at him. Qi Xingchen said he was going to practice them to death, but in fact, seeing that the effect was almost complete, around twelve o'clock, he also sent all of them back to the dormitory to sleep.

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After drinking the milk, Qi Xingchen got back to the deep sleep that he had been missing for a long time.

After a night of silence, he gets into the nanny car the next morning looking good when An Ran's words send the mood back to the bottom.

"Xingchen, don't look at Weibo today," An Ran softly said, "There are some bad things on Weibo, leave it to me to deal with it, you can record the program in peace."

"What is it, that I'm relying on my family's resources to get to the top?"

An Ran froze, "You swiped Twitter this morning?"

"No brush," Qi Xingchen shook his head, "but I can guess."

Now that she had guessed, An Ran didn't stop Qi Xingchen. Qi Xingchen swept a glance at the "My Time" talk square as she styled her hair.

Sure enough, thousands of marketing numbers and netizens connoted that he relied on his family history to get resources. A lot of V's send out brainwashing packages about him being a bully and stealing roles from other artists, speaking in a colorful manner as if he had experienced it himself.

From the moment his identity was revealed, he expected this to happen. He just didn't realize that there were so many people souring on him, and he had thought that only the Kevin fans who didn't see eye to eye with him would do so.

Qi Xingchen tried to open the homepages of a few netizens, and there are indeed Kevin fans, but more of them are small numbers with almost zero traces of life, obviously water armies.

Someone must have gotten a marketing company to hack him.

Qi Xingchen exited the microblogging, there will be a recording in a while, he is curious again have to endure, explaining An Ran to think of a good caliber of public relations, must be handled appropriately.

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Nearly a week of sleepless training, sleeping at two or three o'clock in the morning and getting up at six or seven o'clock in the morning, everyone in F class has lost a large circle of weight.

Now, the time has come to accept the results.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the eighty-eight trainees gathered in the dressing room, and the costume team was busy until they took off. At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the modeling, lighting, choreography and so on were all ready, and the trainees rehearsed for the third time. At 1:30 p.m., the five hundred audience members selected by the program team from the national lottery entered, and the assistant director warmed up the stage. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the first round of competition officially began.

Most of the eighty-eight people had never really faced an audience before, and they kept taking deep breaths in nervousness. Qi Xingchen was preparing in the waiting area, unable to guide them face to face, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to the F class group: [Don't be nervous, play your true strength, I'm waiting for your triumph, cheers [praise]].

Class F: [calling.]

Wu Qian: [If we are all eliminated, will you still love us?]

Xingchen : [First of all, you can't all be eliminated. Secondly, you are my trainees if you stay here and my friends if you leave. Once again, don't lose heart now, just fight for me, okay?

Wu Qian: [We'll do our best for you]

Xingchen : [Not for me, but for yourselves. Don't do your best, but give it your all.]

Class F: [All out!

Qi Xingchen was satisfied with the attitude of the mentees and put away his cell phone after a few more words of advice. At that moment, the planner told them to get ready for the mentor meeting.

After all, it's a trainee show, not a mentor show, where the mentors go on stage and say hello to the audience. Qi Xingchen had no pressure and was led by Bai Ye at the end of the line.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

When Bai Ye came out, there were screams from the crowd!

Bai Ye stops in the center of the room with four people and puts his finger in his lips to signal silence. Qi Xingchen tries to find his own light board amongst all the light boards of Bai Ye and the trainees.

As a result, I didn't wait to find it, but first I saw the handbill of last night's Star CP in a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

The background color of the handbill is ink blue, with a river of stars drawn in silver in the upper left corner. In the center is a headshot of him and Bai Ye, with enlarged eyes and puffy faces. The two heads are close together, as if they are snuggling up to each other.

Qi Xingchen stops for a few seconds, his eyes glancing away as if nothing had happened.

But those few seconds were enough for the fans holding up the hand banners to notice, and the two girls nearly burst into tears with excitement:

"The baby found us!"

"Night's trench coat is too A-OK today, I'll go to the crematorium with Wai and forget it!"

"They're so good together boing-boing, how in the world can there be two people who are so good together! Mom would give a month of vegetarianism in exchange for having only each other in your eyes!"

The two CP fans finished howling, just as the last mentor was introduced. Bai Ye bowed slightly and looked sideways at Qi Xingchen : "Xingchen, it's your turn."

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he spoke, his dark eyes looking straight at the man.

Qi Xingchen returned to his senses at those words, his heart pounding wildly. The fingers holding the mike unconsciously scratched twice, pursed his lips and nodded at Bai Ye.

CP Fan: "......."

CP Fan: "I believe in your evil, I should have known not to make a wish mom's egg, I want to eat meat ah boing boing boing boing ......"

After Qi Xingchen said hello, the five mentors returned to the mentor stage. After Bai Ye's introduction, the first group of trainees appeared on stage.

Their performances were moderate, and their overall strength was almost on the upper middle level. Qi Xingchen turned his mind away from Bai Ye and watched everyone's performance carefully, occasionally looking down and making a few notes in his notebook.

When the final set piece was over, Qi Xingchen picked up his 17 million dollar mike, "Your performance was 70% complete. One minute and twenty seconds, Jiang Yanzhi was a little out of tune, it should have been mi do do re, you drifted up a key. one minute and forty seconds, Qian Yu didn't keep up with the beat, his arms didn't pop."

He held out his arm to demonstrate, "I don't do it well either, probably."

The live audience originally didn't expect him to say anything. Ever since his identity was revealed, as well as after he ate a set of brainwashing packets from Weibo, almost everyone defaulted to the fact that he had paid for resources and entered My Time to gild the lily by virtue of his birth.

But I didn't expect him to be observant enough to spot even this small detail. One should know that in group performances there are frequent walks, a lot of pads and harmonies, so if one is not particularly familiar with this dance music, it would be hard to spot it.

Not only did he spot it, he demonstrated the standard maneuver.

The audience looked at him with more than a hint of suspicion.

Immediately after Qi Xingchen said a few shortcomings and strengths, Bai Ye listened and asked the other mentors, "Any additions?"

Zheng Yuyang pouted, "It was all pointed out by Xiao Qi."

"Good," Bai Ye nodded, "hard work. group A will take a short break, let's invite group B to the stage."

The following groups are of varying strengths, and Qi Xingchen doesn't want to steal the limelight, leaving most of them to be critiqued by the other tutors, and speaking when someone catches him.

Soon it was time for Kevin's team and the crowd screamed several times louder than the previous groups.

Kevin This group is a total of six people, three of the trainees are within the top fifteen in terms of popularity, and it is a group that the program team is generally more optimistic about, and a group that the audience is looking forward to.

After the last acceptance of the theme song, Kevin has been much more relaxed, and according to his fellow trainees, he hasn't been late or left early again.

Although Qi Xingchen suspected that Kevin had bought the marketing numbers and water army that sent out the brainwashing packets, Qi Xingchen didn't want to have any more conflicts with Kevin if he could put aside his grudge and concentrate on learning the game.

As a mentor, it's not worth it to battle with a trainee to battle with each other.

Kevin's group was matched with a more difficult tune, and in order to use Kevin's specialty of Rap to score points, the arranger left Kevin with almost 20 seconds of Freestyle time when he rearranged the tune.

A dance song is about four minutes long, and with the chorus leading part, Kevin's part can reach almost one minute, which shows how much the crew and team members recognize Kevin's strength.

A strong intro plays and the audience quiets down. The six trainees crouched in a circle and then did a backflip in six directions.

The opening was pretty bombastic!

It's a pleasure to watch mature trainees perform, and Qi Xingchen can't help but have a satisfied smile on his face.

Two choruses and two verses in, Qi Xingchen looks down and misses a handful of notes. A ten-second interlude was used to showcase the knife dance, and then Kevin came out.

It's time for his Freestyle.

Kevin brought out the stuff from the bottom of the box, and opened his mouth with 15 seconds of non-stop English Acappelle, speaking at a super high speed that the audience could not stop listening to.

Even many of the audience couldn't help but stand up and applaud him already, and the applause directly pushed the atmosphere to the climax!

Kevin notices the audience's reaction and smiles disdainfully. Two seconds break later, his eyes collide with Qi Xingchen's in the air, whether intentionally or not, and he lowers his voice, "Hey bitches."

Qi Xingchen suddenly had a bad feeling.

"You can call me Kevin /I''''m form American/Twenty years can't be said to be rich, but every day is very freeI heard that this side of the popularity of money to determine the winners/But sorry today you met me/Haters if you don't surrender father will let you waste to see how father will use the flow to tear the mouth of the rich and powerful. "

A few short sentences, about five seconds.

At first everyone was mesmerized, then everyone's eyes got wider and wider, always feeling that there was something else hidden in these raps.

It wasn't until the next member of the team came out that the audience realized in hindsight that Kevin had just dissed Qi Xingchen!

And deliberately dissed in Chinese, this is a clear, naked provocation!

Who are the so-called "powerful people", except for Mr. Qi, who revealed his identity yesterday?

No one could believe that Kevin dared to openly satirize Qi Xingchen during the competition, but nothing could be said about it, as "real" has always been the spirit of rappers.

Besides, this is a competition, and even if a mentor is dissed, he can only speak on the competition and not give him a low rating out of personal vendetta.

Because of these raps, the whole broadcast was filled with the smell of fire and medicine. The audience is not interested in enjoying the song and dance, and they all look at Qi Xingchen.

Only his expression remained unchanged, still serious and grave.

On the contrary, Bai Ye's face was as frosty as ice, and he frowned.

The remaining chorus ended on a subtle note as the six players stood in a row, awaiting their mentor's comments and the audience's vote.

It seems that the rest of the team didn't know Kevin's lyrics beforehand, and they were a bit freaked out. In an effort to calm the situation down and get it out of the way, Chen Jiayi grabbed the microphone and went through the group one by one.

Speaking of Kevin, she brought it up in a few sentences and then asked, "Yu Yang, Xiao Wei, do you have any more comments? If not, it's over."

Wei Qin "hmmm", Zheng Yuyang is the best at stirring up trouble, "OK, next group."

"Wait--"

Just as the six turned to go backstage, Qi Xingchen called out to them.

It was over, all the hearts in the room were lifted - the two of them, I'm afraid they're going to fight.

Things have developed to such a state, the program team also turned the camera on the two. Seeing Qi Xingchen's "unforgiving" attitude, the director guessed that he might be so angry that he was ready to spit out his dirty laundry, and was going to use this as a breaking point for the next installment.

Qi Xingchen doesn't care about the camera or the worried or unwanted stares from all sides.

He held his chin up, his thumb gently pushing the switch, and the next second a crisp male voice came out along the amplified speakers:

"You think you're good at this, I'll make you kneel, this is a Made in China stage, please open the mike with your eyes open, if you want to be a Chinese Ai Dou, please learn Chinese first, if you want to make Chinese money, please respect the Chinese culture."

Qi Xingchen paused, "Garbage like you should be separated from wet and dry/oh sorry I forgot we don't recycle foreign garbage then clean up your IQ and get your ass back to your free A-B-C-"