After I became popular with my face, I made my debut in C position

The music suddenly exploded in my ears.

The sound of the barrel being loaded was crisp and clear, and on the screen Mu Lin followed the beat and stepped forward with a sudden step, his dark eyes covered by his hair were astonishingly bright.

"need nowingstofly—"

The grainy voice is slightly hoarse, full and full of power, the typhoon is stable, and it can explode when you open your mouth.

It was as if an electric current had entered the eardrum and spread all the way to the heart and lungs, causing the whole body to tremble.

Someone in the waiting room couldn't help but covered his mouth, widened his eyes and swears in a low voice.

"—Fuck...!!"

This throat can't be exploded!

"what happened??"

"God, the live is so stable..."

"The strength seems to be really good, who spread the rumor that he is not good?!"

Mo Fang bit his finger, his little maroon curly hair was messily scattered on his forehead, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey..." Instructor Xi Yulian's eyes lit up.

"The voice is in good condition and has strong control." Feng Qingfeng nodded with a faint smile on his lips.

"Robot-A, nameisA."

"colliding with love,"

(feel the love)

"occasionallydefymynature—"

(nature can also be violated)

Long sections of quick-mouthed rap follow the rhythm, and the bursts of gunfire in the accompaniment are played vividly by Mu Lin with the sense of shock.

"The framework is very good, even the popping is good..." The director also found it incredible, and looked down at the information, "But his information does not mention that he has learned dance at all!"

The assistant looked up at the stage and said casually, "He was recommended by the pd."

Mu Lin on the stage has a kind of joy and freedom of opening and closing, as if this is his playground.

- He is "playing".

"Sure enough, you should trust his vision!" The director nodded, "The candidates for the double demon kings can also be reconsidered..."

When Feng Qingfeng recommended Mu Lin to participate in the show, Mu Lin didn't have the gimmick of the most handsome horror movie hero.At that time, he was just an ordinary amateur—an extraordinarily good-looking amateur.

To be honest, they didn't find it surprising that Feng Qingfeng's temperament was willing to pave the way for amateurs, so they easily accepted it.Now that Mu Lin can participate in the show with such a great enthusiasm, no one could have imagined.

He has both strength and enthusiasm now, which is really a surprise!

"How about this dance?" Yu Lian leaned over and asked Zhuang Kexu in a low voice.

Zhuang Kexu patted his lips and twisted his shoulders with the accent, and raised his eyebrows when he heard the question: "I'm sure, Tongzigong, believe it or not?"

"Wow?" Yu Lian was surprised.

"Popping is hard. That kind of control is really hard to learn, and you don't have time to get it."

Zhuang Kexu looked towards the stage.

Mu Lin's dancing posture is actually very casual.

Lifting the shoulder wave at the top straddle, the shock feeling of the shoulders, chest and legs are all as easy as breathing, which inevitably gives people a feeling of "I can do it too".

However, only those who have learned it know that it is not an action that can be easily copied.

The rhythm, frame, strength, and retraction are all perfect.The reason why Mu Lin did it was simple, because the dance had already melted into his bones and blood.As soon as he raised his hand, his muscles knew where to put it before his brain.

How can it be possible that someone who has jumped out of muscle memory is not strong.

Underestimate him.

Zhuang Kexu smiled, turned his head to look at Yu Lian, and asked, "How about vocal music?"

Yu Lian smiled and never came down: "I should have studied it systematically. But the emotions are in place, and the singing quotient is greater than the singing skills. I like it."

"Ms. Carson K, how does he rap?"

"Very stable." Carson K rubbed his chin and laughed, "It's the style I admire."

"defymynature,"

Mu Lin lowered his eyelashes, and his voice was as light as a sigh.

As soon as the end sound fell, the drum beat faded away.

At the last second as if the dust had settled, the background sound changed suddenly, and the percussion of the keys was as dense and chaotic as raindrops, enthusiastically breaking the previous silence.

The climax of the whole song!

Mu Lin grabbed the mic and raised his head, hooked his fingers around his ear and pulled it off, his brows and eyes stretched and he soared happily.

"Letmereturnfire———————!"

The tone turned from low to high, and finally it was terribly high.

The eardrums trembled, and the brain went blank.I didn't dare to breathe, afraid that I wouldn't hear his voice.

It exploded! !

No one thought he could soar so high.

"This treble is a bit powerful!"

Someone in the waiting room has already followed the high, and was so stimulated that he stood up and shouted: "returnfire!!!"

Mu Lin sang: "heyyeahyeah, defymynature!"

They also have red necks below: "defymynature!!"

The voice is louder than Mu Lin...

"Stop yelling at you...you're so embarrassing..." The contestant next to him pulled him twice, covered his face and his ears were red.

"I'll go, Mu Lin is so handsome!! You underestimated him!"

"If I were a voter, I would lose everything and call him!!"

Someone took the lead, and the atmosphere in the waiting room became even more crazy. Many people stood up and howled together.

"need nowingstofly,"

"It's not arout."

(it's not a rout)

The driving force is too strong, I can't bear it at all! !

Mo Fang dug his ears lazily, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't shout, don't shout, I can't hear you anymore."

It's useless, it's time to make trouble.

He clicked his tongue.

Not to mention the waiting room, even the row seats are very lively.

The 30 contestants were so excited that they stood up and cheered for Mu Lin, but Qi Dong'an, who was sitting in the corner of Area C, remained silent.

He pressed his hands on his knees, and the force gradually increased.

"Qi Dong'an, what's wrong with you?"

He shook his head, tightened his masseter muscles and smiled stiffly, then looked up at the stage again.

The background music is blank for a moment.

The barrel is loaded, and the mechanical texture is so cool that it bursts.

"pengpengpeng——"

Several loud gunshots!

"Ah, return fire!"

Mu Lin pointed his fingers at the ceiling.

A few strands of black hair stick to the cheek.He casually raised his face, his eyelids were half-drowned, and a pair of peach blossom eyes under the slender eyelash feathers were extremely bright.The evoked smile carried a bit of malicious vigor, and his wanton and wanton appearance made people itch.

Zhuang Kexu clapped his hands and shook his head with emotion: "He knows how to control the strength too well."

flexible.

Simple four words, it is really difficult to do well.

Mu Lin's movements of pressing the gun and firing the gun all have amazing explosive power, he uses strength but not ugly strength, and releases his charm exponentially with ease.

The waiting room was boiling.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"……cool!!"

"This control is absolutely—"

"Mom, I really want to become a fan!"

Even through the screen, people are shaken by his strength and typhoon, then the scene will only explode twice.

Feng Xu narrowed his eyes.

It is worthy of being the director's recommended candidate.

From personality to strength, he does have the capital to take on the devil's script.

As for his opponents, he has never hesitated to accept challenges with the greatest enthusiasm.

The drums died down.

The Endingpose lasted for three seconds, then he stood up, bent and bowed.

Yu Lian asked him with great interest: "Are you singing the theme song of Killer?"

"Killer" is a very old movie.

Protagonist A is an artificial killing machine. She has been implanted with a permanent order since birth: "Never fire on humans."

But no one thought that robots would have thoughts and emotions.For love, she chose "returnfire" for the first time.To her master human, open fire.

After getting Mu Lin's affirmation, Yu Lian nodded to him with a smile: "The emotional capture is very good. As far as this point is concerned, I think it is enough to make up for your lack of singing skills."

Mu Lin knew that his vocal was a weak point, so he nodded kindly.

"The beginning is good... Your vocal strength is there, it is really good enough to catch the ear. However, the treble is a bit inconsistent with the accompaniment at the back, and the bass part is not a big problem, and it will be fine after a little rest. Overall, quite good ! I can get an A here."

"Thank you, Teacher Yu."

Zhuang Kexu's admiration for him was completely obvious, with the word "optimistic" written all over his face.

After Yu Lian finished speaking, Feng Qingfeng was about to pick up the microphone, but he couldn't wait to grab the conversation: "Mu Lin, are you learning popping?"

Mu Lin nodded.

Zhuang Kexu asked: How many years have you studied? "

"It's been about ten years on and off since I was a child." Mu Lin replied.

Zhuang Kexu nodded appreciatively: "I really have nothing to say about dance, you are already good enough, if I pick on you again, it will be nitpicking." He added, "It's amazing, you are this block."

"Thank you."

"You are so good at dancing, you can definitely consider taking a professional route." Zhuang Kexu asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​becoming an actor?"

Yes, why?

The players in the waiting room also held their breath curiously.

On the screen, Mu Lin raised his eyebrows and answered without hesitation: "Interested."

Zhuang Kexu was ready to listen, but he only got such a short answer.He spread his hands in surprise: "It's that simple?"

"It's that simple." Mu Lin shrugged.

Zhuang Kexu stared at him, couldn't help but chuckled, put his hand on his forehead: "I can't tell, you're quite headstrong."

Mu Lin raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for the compliment."

Zhuang Kexu couldn't help but said in his heart, I'm not complimenting you.

However, seeing the boys on the stage wanton and free, he didn't say this.

Okay.

Willful is willful.Who doesn't envy people who can be willful?

Next up is Carson K.

"If you guessed right, the last contestant's rap was written for you." Carson K grabbed the mic, "Someone publicly dissed you, what do you think?"

The players in the waiting room exclaimed.

Such a sharp question?

The author has something to say: the cool guy who can hang up! ! ! !I frantically called him! ! !

The song "A" does not exist in reality, nor does the killer. In order to avoid infringement, I thought of the lyrics. I thank Du Niang for the translation of all the lyrics~ Although the writing may be a bit embarrassing, I still hope that everyone can get my point orz

ps: Although he is a rap character, there are actually not many descriptions of rap in this chapter, you should have noticed it?The main thing is that I don’t know how to rhyme in English _(:з」∠)_

At least I can get a few sentences in Chinese, but it’s true in English... Hey, I’m holding my son back QWQ He could have been more handsome!

Ah, this chapter has a lot to say, don't think I'm nagging, good night!