A lonely brave man, the black fan of the celebrity wife cried

The chorus is over.

Ying Chuan started to rap again.

"Squat, baby zombie, squat, baby zombie, squat"

"Squatting again, the little zombie squatting, lighting up the dark alley"

"Squat again, the little zombie squats, digging into the carrot pit"

"Squat again, little zombie squatting, chant a spell and hum"

……

The song is over.

Ying Chuan put down the microphone.

Let out a sigh of relief.

Then.

Bow to the audience.

Ying Chuan knows.

The song "Compendium of Materia Medica" came out.

Either die or hurt!

Rap?
This song is the absolute pinnacle!ceiling level!
The subsequent challengers should wash up and sleep!

Shen Nuannuan was the first to recover.

Applause desperately.

Driven by Shen Nuannuan.

There was warm applause at the scene!

"This……"

"This is really "Compendium of Materia Medica"!"

"Yes, the lyrics are all written in the book "Compendium of Materia Medica"!"

"I've been thinking about how to combine national style with rap."

"I didn't expect there to be such a way!"

"Teacher Yingchuan, you are indeed my idol! You are so invincible!"

The special audience savored the lyrics of the song "Compendium of Materia Medica".

I feel divine.

Guest room.

Deng Ziqi, Li Ronghao and Hu Yanbin were also shocked and speechless for a long time.

Deng Ziqi: "It turns out... rap can still be played like this."

Li Ronghao: "As expected of Mr. Yingchuan, who is my fan, this time I really have a long pose!"

Hu Yanbin: "National style + rap... God! I suddenly feel that I have creative inspiration! Teacher Yingchuan is so good at playing!"

This "Compendium of Materia Medica"...

Amazing!

Combining national style with rap!

It is not inferior to "Guyong" and "Qinghua Porcelain" and other divine comedies!

as always!

In line with Yingchuan's true level!
Deng Ziqi: "I really want to know how many trump cards Mr. Yingchuan has hidden..."

Li Ronghao: "I want to know more about the composition of Yingchuan's brain."

Hu Yanbin: "Go and study slowly, I just want to cooperate with Teacher Yingchuan, hehe."

Deng Ziqi X Li Ronghao: "Who isn't! Don't think we will let this chance go!"

studio.

"Director Han! The number of online viewers has exceeded 3000 million!"

"Director Han? High planner?"

As for Han Jili and Gao Han...

Two middle-aged men.

Already deeply moved by this song.

I can't get back to my senses.

the end.

The two looked at the staff member at the same time.

The staff were frightened by Han Jili and Gao Han's penetrating eyes.

Secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"That...director? Planning? What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with us! What's wrong with you!"

"Hearing Mr. Yingchuan's new song, it's such a divine comedy!"

"Why did you come back to your senses so quickly!"

"Why are you still in the mood to pay attention to those bullshit data!"

"tell me!"

"why!!!"

staff member:"……"

Nima!

Didn't you let me pay attention?

This is my job.

I will be sprayed for my professionalism?
The world is collapsing!

Spray the staff.

Han Jili and Gao Han, two middle-aged men, began to think about it.

"Old Gao, teacher Yingchuan is really a monster."

"Shut up, Lao Han, Teacher Yingchuan is a god! He is not a monster!"

"Even if it is you, if you dare to insult Teacher Yingchuan in front of me, I will kill you!"

"...By the way, Lao Gao, what Mr. Yingchuan promised before."

"Are you sure? Teacher Yingchuan hasn't regretted it until now?"

Han Jili came back to his senses.

I remembered the answer I got about that matter from Gao Han.

Shocked to incoherent.

Confirm again.

Ying Chuan's answer was still the same.

but……

This is amazing!

"At first, I was worried that Mr. Yingchuan would be under too much pressure."

"Now I really think too much. Teacher Yingchuan is a god, how could he be afraid!"

"This "Compendium of Materia Medica" has fully explained this point!"

"It's you, Lao Han, why do you question Teacher Yingchuan's decision? What's your intention?!"

Han Jili: "..."

Looking at Gao Han's cold and angry eyes.

Otherwise.

Han Jili thought that Gao Han was bewitched!
This is teacher Yingchuan's cult fan level, right?

Lao Gao, wake up!After all, you are an uncle in your 40s!

Ding Zekai looked decadent.

This song……

It's so bullshit.

He had to admit.

This time.

He's a complete loser!
The pride, self-confidence, and nonsense just now.

Now, it's like invisible slaps.

Crazy greeted Ding Zekai's face.

Powerless to resist.

Ding Zekai can imagine how many people on the Internet are laughing at his overreaching.

Yes.

I just can't control myself...

Sitting well and watching the sky!

Thinking of the power of ants...

Can shake the sky!

Who knows that people don't care about reasoning!

One slap can smash you to the ground!
Never live beyond life!

The host hurried to the stage.

An interview with Ying Chuan about this "Compendium of Materia Medica".

"I do have a lot to say about that."

"Everyone knows that I like to create national style!"

"After receiving the challenge from the King of Rap, I searched it online."

"I found that many people in rap and hip-hop are following foreign singers."

"Be sure to mix a lot of foreign languages ​​in the rap to look tall!"

"I feel very sad about this phenomenon, so I created the song "Compendium of Materia Medica"!"

"We don't learn the golden language left by our ancestors! Don't use it as a golden signboard!"

"On the contrary, I am proud of the foreign language! Highlight the tallness! What kind of plane!"

"Here! I just want to say one thing!"

"Chinese! It's the best!"

Chinese!It's the most dick!

This sentence came out of Yingchuan's mouth.

I don't know how many people's souls have been shocked.

Simultaneously.

Just because it came out of Yingchuan's mouth.

That's how convincing it is!
The barrage went crazy.

"Yes! Chinese is the best! Teacher Yingchuan is right!"

"Those trashy singers who worship foreigners and want to add a few words of foreign language to their songs to highlight their status are not ashamed!"

"Especially that king of rap... Ding Zekai! That's right! It's you! Does it hurt to slap your face!"

"Look at me, Mr. Yingchuan, with the combination of national style and rap, it makes your dog bark!"

Ding Zekai began to cover his face.

Can't wait to escape from the venue now.

Hide in your own toilet, quilt...

Do not!
Just let me disappear into this world!

I beg you...

Don't kill!
I knew it was wrong!
My face is swollen!

I'm guilty!
sorry!
An imposing seven-foot man.

The arrogant godfather of rap just now.

There was a faint sobbing sound...

Qu Haobo was also very embarrassed.

He raps...

Influenced by Ding Zekai's style.

I also like to add foreign languages.

woo woo woo...

Is it too late to reform now?
Teacher Yingchuan...

I want to learn the national style!
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