Help, who can drag this guy out to close the wheat! There is no Tang Seng who can say that even when he is alive!

However, the director couldn't hear his voice, and he was embarrassed to let Lu Zhiqing for a while, after all, others were actually pretty good.

Recite a few words in silence.

On the stage, Yin Sulli, the cold-hearted mentor, was expressing his appreciation for the first time in history: "You are very talented, when did you start getting into rap?"

Yin Suli will soon regret asking this question.

After Su Qinglan finished singing, she turned into that silly little cutie again, he thought for a while seriously: "Junior high school?"

"...No." He seemed to recall something, and said firmly, "I remember, my first contact with rap is related to you, teacher."

"Me?" Yin Suli was accustomed to thinking that a wave of rainbow farts was coming again. Well, yes, she is the national female rapper who created a new era of rap——

"The first rap I've ever heard of the teacher was the battle of love!" Su Qinglan thought hard for a long time before she finally said the name of the song with certainty.

Yin Suri suddenly stiffened: "..."

It has been almost twenty years since no one has mentioned this matter. Yin Suli has been deliberately avoiding the absolute black history, the girl who is full of pink bubbles and raps.

She Yin Suli was younger, but she didn't want to recall the past at all.

No one mentioned it. Fortunately, Yin Suli has been out for many years and knows too much about the editing routines of these variety shows in the later stage——

At the moment when the last word of Su Qinglan's "Love Attack Battle" sounded, clear "historical data" would be released on the screen, and the MV that was unbearable to look at would be played in a loop at least three times, and it might play fast or slow. Let it go, or even freeze it... In the end, maybe there will be a close-up of her current expression. There are three big characters on the P in the later text box next to it: Ye Qinghui.

Yin Suli's current mood is regret.

The impression of the cold and beautiful female rapper stopped a minute ago, and Yin Suli, the party involved, split on the spot.

She can now be sure that she came to participate in this show not to make money, but to save the robbery.

Cui Zhihao next to Piansheng was still holding back his laughter, but Lai Yuhan picked up the microphone with a smile and started singing: "I'll give you a love letter, you'll give me a bouquet of roses, we are a couple made in heaven..."

Su Qinglan: "Yo, yo!"

Yin Suli took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "...Shut up."

Enough of the joke, Yao Chen brought the topic back to Su Qinglan's performance just now, he couldn't help but sigh: "The improvisation just now was really wonderful, I have to say, if it's just one aspect of rap , my level can't teach you."

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole studio began to be restless. Nearly 100 trainees on the pyramid seats made a messy noise. A boy sitting in the front row made a convincing gesture and shouted "respect". .

As a mentor, Yao Chen, who was born in the men's team, can be said to have enough comprehensive strength and stage experience to comment on most of the trainees. But it seems that there is a specialization in the art industry. Yao Chen is a dancer after all, and his dance skills are among the best in his peers. The rap is relatively not so prominent, and he can only guarantee that he will not pull his hips in team performances.

In fact, he is also very young, but he is considered a senior because of his early debut. Over the years, Yao Chen has participated in countless shows, big and small, and has seen many stages of different levels. He knows very well how brilliant Su Qinglan's rap skills are, enough to make him top the list of votes after the first episode aired. .

Yao Chen felt a little bit of vicissitudes of life with his face in his twenties, the future is terrifying, don't know when he will be shot to death on the beach.

Su Qinglan had no idea of ​​his own strength, but he knew that Yao Chen gave him a high evaluation, and the corners of his mouth were so bright that he wanted to fly to the sky: "Thank you teacher! But, I want to be a vocal."

The blood pressure that Yin Suli had just dropped rose in an instant. She widened her eyes and said angrily: "You little...cough, your rap skills are so strong, what kind of vocals are you wasting your talent."

Su Qinglan blinked, a little confused, but still insisted confidently: "But I prefer to sing!"

Yin Suli remembered the "First Place in the Campus Singer Contest" she had seen in the data before, and thought unsurely, could it be that his vocal strength is stronger than that of rap? Then he will have to fight with Lai Yuhan, and he will not let go easily when he encounters a good seedling. This evergreen tree, who looks gentle and good-natured, is actually very stubborn.

Lai Yuhan suddenly became energetic. He remembered that Su Qinglan said just now that he prefers R&B, and he should also sing the melody part of the chorus well.

"You originally prepared a song, right? Let's sing first." Lai Yuhan pushed up his glasses, adjusted his ears, and expressed great expectations for the songs he was about to hear next.

"Good teacher." Su Qinglan was happy when he heard that he was going to sing, and the other trainees also quieted down, trying not to let the noise affect his next performance.

The prelude is a very soothing tune. After hearing this prelude, the four instructors and the trainees all felt that the song they were about to hear must be the sound of nature that can wash away tiredness.

When everyone's expectations reached their peak, Su Qinglan spoke up.

Lai Yuhan's expression gradually changed from anticipation and stunned to stiff and shocked, and finally settled on sluggishness.

He has a little doubt about life.

Yin Suli quickly took off her ears. She had no special idea, so she wanted to pay a lot of money for a pair of ears that had never heard this song.

Su Qinglan sang very selflessly, even very intoxicated, her ears flushed with excitement.

Everyone was surprisingly tacit and didn't interrupt him.

After a song was sung, Su Qinglan was very happy, and he said with bright eyes, "Teacher, how did I sing?"

The expressions of the four tutors were very solemn, and their spirits were lethargic, and they didn't quite know how to speak.

Yin Suli questioned slightly weakly: "...Didn't you say you like to sing R&B?!"

Su Qinglan was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Yes, but they all said that I sang badly."