Want Me To Let Go? The Backhand Is A Compendium Of Materia Medica

"Of course, but this movie has to wait. The current technology is not mature enough."

"Okay, can I play the role of Daji?" Zhao Qinghan looked forward to it.

Chen Feng shook his head decisively and refused, "Of course, no."

"Why?"

"Because it's too exposed, I'm petty."

. . .

"Hey, you guy came quite early today."

Faced with Zhou Tianwang's ridicule, Chen Feng said awkwardly, "I misjudged the time and came an hour early. Damn it."

"Haha, I knew you weren't so kind, but let me remind you that when you go to the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal in a few days, you have to go early for that kind of occasion."

Chen Feng looked at the other party suspiciously, "Brother Jie, how did you know that I was going to rehearse?"

Zhou Chengjie smiled proudly, "Hey, is this not easy to guess? According to my experience over the years, artists who are popular every year usually send out invitations to the Spring Festival Gala. Besides, do you have any misunderstandings about your popularity? I still don't understand you. How influential is it now?”

"I really don't know about this. It seems that you have participated in the Spring Festival Gala a lot, so you have experience."

Before Zhou Chengjie could answer, Luo Ziyi said first, "Brother Jie goes there almost every year."

Chen Feng looked surprised and said doubtfully, "I didn't see it, but Brother Jie, how did you know that the rehearsal was about to happen?"

"Of course. I've been there so many times. It's almost every year at this time."

"Okay, I understand, thank you for reminding me."

While the three of them were whispering, a slightly handsome young man walked into the lounge.

His gaze swept across the crowd and stayed on Chen Feng's face for a while, with a hint of anger quietly flashing in his eyes.

Perhaps feeling something, Chen Feng also raised his head and looked at that person. He felt that the other person's appearance was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

The young man and Chen Feng looked at each other, then turned their attention to Luo Ziyi, and showed a smile that he thought was very handsome, "Sister Ziyi."

Hearing this title, Luo Ziyi frowned, suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, and said calmly, "Why are you here? Could it be that you are today's replacement singer?"

"Yes, I originally wanted to refuse, but I heard from my agent that Sister Ziyi is participating in this show, so I came over."

After saying this, the young man turned to look at Zhou Chengjie, "Hello, Brother Jie, this is the first time we meet. My name is Wang Yang."

"Huh?" Hearing this familiar name, Chen Feng finally remembered that it was this guy. No wonder he felt familiar just now.

"Well, hello." Zhou Chengjie simply responded without saying more, obviously not intending to have a deep conversation with the other party.

Wang Yang didn't care about this, sat down next to Luo Ziyi, and started looking for something to say.

Perhaps because they both belong to the same entertainment company, although Luo Ziyi hates this person very much in his heart, he can't express it directly. He has no choice but to deal with him in a non-stop manner, looking forward to the show starting soon.

Fortunately, she was not kept waiting. It didn't take long for I Am the King of Singer to start the live broadcast on time.

"I am the first..."

"The third period is coming."

"It's really on time, two o'clock sharp."

"Didn't the host say that this show will have a new singer? Who is it?"

"The same question..."

. . . . . .

"Hello to all netizens in the live broadcast room, welcome everyone to watch the third episode of I Am the King of Singer on time. I am the host Zhang Meng. In the last episode of the program, we unfortunately eliminated Teacher Zhao Bin, so in this episode, our program hereby invites We have a new singer, Wang Yang, who won the new rap championship of China just after his debut in the first half of this year."

Netizens who were still confused at first started talking again.

"Wang Yang? Damn it."

"Why is it him?"

"Haha, today's show is interesting. Wang Yang and Chen Feng are very good at each other."

"The ones upstairs, don't get involved."

"That's right, although Wang Yang is quite popular, he can't compare with Chen Feng."

"They're not all on the same level, right?"

"Second opinion, how come you don't have an A in mind when you win the championship?"

. . . . . .

In the lounge, after hearing the host's introduction, Wang Yang looked at Chen Feng proudly and said disdainfully, "Haha, I stepped on my head and won the championship back then. It will be the same if I change the program."

Yes, this guy really thought so, so after receiving the invitation from I Am the Singer, he agreed without hesitation. The main reason was because of Chen Feng.

Not for anything else, just because he, Wang Yang, was dissatisfied. Why was the person who lost to him at the beginning now more popular than himself? He wants to show everyone on this stage that he is the well-deserved rookie king this year.

Sensing the other party's hostility, Chen Feng dismissed it, obviously not having the time to deal with such a retarded person.

According to the rules of the show, newly added singers must be the first to sing on stage, so when he heard the host call his name, Wang Yang hurried onto the stage and couldn't wait to sing his latest god-level rap, "Do it big." powerful".

"Do nothing"

"Never stop"

"Tuo Tuo money"

"Haqihu"

"The head can be severed"

"Blood can flow"

"Black leather shoes cannot be left unoiled"

"..."

"Haha", Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh twice. Seeing that the other singers were looking at him, he quickly said, "Sorry, I didn't hold back, haha."

"Ahem," Zhou Tianwang coughed twice in embarrassment, trying his best to suppress his smile, "Zi Yi, is this person also your Tiancheng artist?"

"Yes."

"Haha, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend. Your company is really full of talents."

. . .

On the stage, Wang Yang took the time to look at the audience, and saw everyone looking at him in stunned silence. He thought everyone was shocked by his rap, and his confidence doubled for a while, and his enthusiasm became higher and higher.

"Be bigger and stronger, be bigger and stronger"

"Become bigger and stronger and create greater glory"

"Be bigger and stronger, be bigger and stronger"

"Be bigger and stronger and create greater glory"

In the live broadcast room, netizens were immediately as disgusted as if they had eaten papa.

"What are you singing about? Are you feeding everyone daddy?"

"I'm convinced. I'm the king of singers, so why did I find such a top performer?"

"Haha, it feels like cramming for the last minute."

"You didn't expect it, did you? Change a few lyrics and it's here again."

"The current rap in China is simply unlistenable, disgusting."

"Who said it? Chen Feng's rap is very good."

"Don't insult Chen Feng, he's not a rap artist."

. . . . . .

"You do one, three, five, and I do two, four, six."

"Good mountains and good water, gold teeth for chewing pork ribs"

"Be bigger and stronger, be bigger and stronger"

"Be bigger and stronger and create greater glory"

"..."

"Haha..." King Zhou Tianwang, who was still restrained at first, couldn't hold back any longer. Where did this top-notch horse riding come from?

Luo Ziyi's face was full of black lines, and she looked at the screen with disgust. At this time, she had only one idea, and that was to terminate the contract with Tianchen as soon as possible, because being in the same company with this guy made her feel bad.