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It was almost noon when Cheng Ying finished writing the lyrics. As soon as he came over, he saw Yang Fengyu sitting in front of the equipment. His eyes seemed to be slightly red, as if he had just cried.

Sapling sat a few meters behind Yang Fengyu, looking up from time to time, the atmosphere can be described as serious and solemn.

He was such a big living person and pushed open the door, but these two people didn't notice it.

Cheng Ying knocked on the door again, and Sapling turned around and took the lyrics in his hand.

Just after watching it, the on-site director happened to come to film the progress and give away a lunch box. When I heard that they had finished writing the lyrics and arranged more than half of the song, I was so shocked that I didn't close my mouth for a long time.

During this period, Yang Fengyu was wearing earphones all the time, and Qin Fangcong's volume was kept very low, so Yang Fengyu automatically blocked other sounds and concentrated on composing.

"It's good to have a top producer, other groups just buy the accompaniment directly."

Sapling smiled, "Yes can do it himself."

As he spoke, he turned his head and took a look. The rough accompaniment had already come out, but Yang Fengyu still seemed dissatisfied and planned to change it again.

Qin Fangcong was not very used to calling him AKA, so he snapped his fingers at him, "Let's take a break and come to eat."

Yang Fengyu, who was wearing earphones, really heard it. He took off the earphones and got up with a dazed expression on his face, obviously he hadn't completely walked out of the music.

Thanks to Sapling and his apprentices, Cheng Ying's group was the first to go to the rehearsal.

Yang Fengyu talked about the idea with the stage design teacher, and walked along with the music about once, leaving a gap of one or two seconds in the accompaniment, just for this connection.

The stage design teacher was very appreciative after listening to it, and made some suggestions: "Later, you remember to communicate with the costume teacher, Cheng Ying should dress better, Jess wears black, and Mr. Sapling wears white. The first The connection is very good, you have to let go of the second connection..."

During the rehearsal, Yang Fengyu did take care of it, and when he was pointed out, his face became hot, and he nodded in response, "Okay."

When it came to the official performance, because the Sapling group was the first to submit the draft, they could choose the order of appearance. Yang Fengyu chose the first one without hesitation.

80.00% of Cheng Ying's accompaniment was completed by Yang Fengyu. The progress is visible to the naked eye. What Qin Fangcong did was just icing on the cake, such as adding some bird sounds.

Cheng Ying sang, the two stood side by side in the dark behind them, one tall and one short, one white and one black, very harmonious.

It was impossible to say that he wasn't nervous, Yang Fengyu kept taking deep breaths until his shoulder was pinched moderately by Qin Fangcong beside him.

Yang Fengyu looked at Qin Fangcong, needless to say.

The first transition was a strong drumbeat. Yang Fengyu came onto the stage in black, followed by the dancer, and dragged Cheng Ying away from the stage.

The only color on the stage was wrapped in darkness, Yang Fengyu then spoke, and the lyrics were all accusations against human beings for wanton destruction of the environment.

Yang Fengyu's hard core is very traditional, but it doesn't make people feel noisy, just the right impact, as if there is always a force that can break people's hearts.

His stage appeal was surprisingly strong, and many audience members couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on their arms due to the impact, and sighed one after another.

After the last line was sung, with the sound of broken glass, Yang Fengyu fell down suddenly like a broken string.

There was a gasp from the audience, and two seconds later, a beam of overhead light suddenly fell on Yang Fengyu.

Immediately, Qin Fangcong, who even had a white peaked cap, stepped forward and easily hugged Yang Fengyu who was kneeling on the ground.

Yang Fengyu closed his eyes, but heard Qin Fangcong's deep voice coming from his ear.

This was the first time he heard Qin Fangcong sing, not a melody rap, but a whole melody.

The drumbeat sounded, and Yang Fengyu slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the audience with different expressions. Some had tears in their eyes, some covered their mouths, and some remained expressionless.

He withdrew from Qin Fangcong's arms, raised the microphone and spoke to Qin Fangcong, as if it was a struggle between reality and the future, and there was an undisguised hope in the lyrics.

Yang Fengyu didn't put personal emotions into it, but was brought in by the lyrics.

Cheng Ying came on stage after that, the three of them had a short chorus, then the stage lights came on and the music stopped.

The camera panned to the audience, and no one cried bitterly because of this song, but there was no emotion on their faces.

Yang Fengyu understands that this is what he has always wanted to do - the meaning of a rapper as a vocalist, and the power of music.

When the accompaniment ended, the audience burst into applause.

Yang Fengyu subconsciously turned his head to look at Qin Fangcong, and then smiled as if relieved.

Regardless of the final result, Yang Fengyu did what he wanted to do.

He didn't know if Yang Wei had watched the show, or if he had changed his opinion of him, but it didn't matter.

Yang Fengyu knew that he was heading towards a promising future.

This song not only won the first place in the semi-finals, but also lived up to expectations after the broadcast of this episode, and once again became popular in the circle.

Yang Fengyu appeared in two completely different styles in a short period of time. The contrast and strength made his popularity skyrocket, and the number of fans exceeded 50 at the speed of light.

For a rapper, this number is already very impressive.

But at this time, Yang Fengyu's attention was not on this, because he and Qin Fangcong returned to their home in Haicheng, and were going to pack their bags and go abroad for a few days.

The final is a week later and the theme is "I".

After Yang Fengyu learned about this topic, he thought about what to write, and he only needed two days to do it.

Back to Haicheng this time, Yang Fengyu didn't tell Yang Wei, but brought Qin Fangcong to treat TAX to a meal the night before departure.

During this period, Yang Fengyu became the center of ridicule throughout the whole process. He was so teased that he blushed and had a thick neck, but he didn't dare to swear. Seeing that Qin Fangcong next to him was also holding back a smile, he immediately became unhappy, "Why are you turning your elbows out!"

Now the others laughed louder, and Lin Fei, who kept his mouth shut, coaxed the two of them to kiss each other, but Qin Fangcong gave him a sharp look before giving up.

After the end, the waiter helped them take a group photo, and Qin Fangcong was also in the picture, head to head with Yang Fengyu, leaning shoulder to shoulder.

Cheng Wen looked at this posture, frowned slightly and handed it to Yang Fengyu: "Coconut, can this be reissued? You can't reissue another one. Anyone with long eyes can tell that you two have an unusual relationship. How do you explain it?"

"No need to explain," Yang Fengyu said, turning his head to look at Qin Fangcong. He had already reached a consensus with Qin Fangcong on this question, "If anyone asks, just admit it. There is nothing to hide."

Tian Yuyang was shocked: "I'll go, what about your father?"

"Him? He wants me to follow Qin Fangcong obediently, right?"

Qin Fangcong smiled, "Yes."

"I've done a lot of rebellious things, so it's not bad."

This photo was posted from TAX's official blog, and hundreds of comments were added as soon as it was refreshed. On the way home, Yang Fengyu couldn't help but sighed to Qin Fangcong: "I'm really popular..."

Qin Fangcong squeezed Yang Fengyu's face with one hand, "Yes."

"Drive hard!" Yang Fengyu slapped him away, "Don't be a hooligan!"

After browsing for a long time, I didn't see anyone asking who Qin Fangcong belonged to.

But in this photo, the two of them are equally handsome!

Yang Fengyu curled his lips as he looked at it, Qin Fangcong glanced at it from the corner of the eye, and his expression became serious, "What's wrong? Someone rushed at you?"

"No!" Yang Fengyu was still refreshing, "Why is no one curious about who you are?"

Qin Fangcong was startled, then chuckled, "You just need to know who I am."

The car stopped at the convenience store at the door, Qin Fangcong pulled out Yang Fengyu's cell phone, the latter came back to his senses, looked out, a little dazed, "Do you want to buy something?"

"Well," Qin Fangcong's eyes were darker than usual, "Together?"

Yang Fengyu glanced at the self-service convenience store, then at Qin Fangcong, and suddenly realized something.

They are going home tonight.

The kind that sleeps in a bed.

"I, I won't go!" Yang Fengyu's face turned red, Qin Fangcong didn't force it, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, only to be grabbed by the wrist by Yang Fengyu again.

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Fangcong rubbed the top of his head.

Yang Fengyu stared at his back, forgetting the existence of a mobile phone.

It wasn't until Qin Fangcong came out with a big bag of things that Yang Fengyu's eyes widened. He was about to say that he had bought too much, but when he took it over, he realized that there were some miscellaneous daily necessities inside, such as toothpaste, towels, soap, etc. of.

Grass!It turned out that he was wrong!

Yang Fengyu grabbed his mobile phone and swiped Weibo to divert his attention. After looking at the comment area, he seemed to be bewildered. He intercepted Yang Fengyu and Qin Fangcong in the corner alone, and added a "?", and they were placed in the front row .

[Who is this handsome guy? ? ]

[New member of TAX? ? ?It really is a handsome label!It’s time to debut in place, okay guys]

[Children only make choices, adults want all of them!bring it you! ]

[Wait...why is this handsome guy sticking with Coconut Cub? ]

[Really? ?Why is the coconut cub sitting in someone's arms!Doesn't the coconut cub dislike physical contact? ]

Seeing this comment, Yang Fengyu's expression instantly changed from cloudy to sunny, and he covered his mouth and snickered, "I won't say anything, let's see how far they can guess."

Qin Fangcong curled his lips, "Don't underestimate them."

Yang Fengyu thought that the fans would pick up his live broadcast a few times, but he didn't expect that someone would directly post a photo of the tour in Lingcheng, which happened to capture the moment Qin Fangcong put a hat on Yang Fengyu's head.

[Is this handsome guy?Coconut cub blushed at that time]

A steady stream of on-site flashbacks popped up, those who sprinkled water on the stage together, Yang Fengyu who called him to stop, and even a third-person perspective of group photos and autographs.

[I'm going, is it so exciting? ]

Yang Fengyu cleared his throat and replied to a @his comment.

[@TAX-YES Coconut Cub, who is this handsome guy! ]

[TAX-YES: my boyfriend]

After sending it out, the comment area exploded instantly.

Screaming, arguing, falling off fans, falling into pits, all in a mess.

The car just turned into the underground garage and stopped. Yang Fengyu took the initiative to lean over to kiss Qin Fangcong. He put the phone on his lap, and the screen went off after a while.

"After I go back, I will start a live broadcast and explain the situation to them."

Qin Fangcong knew what he was going to say, nodded, "Not too long."

"Huh? Isn't tomorrow's plane at noon? I won't fail to get up."

Qin Fangcong grabbed the back of Yang Fengyu's head, bit his lip gently, "Leave me time."

Yang Fengyu pushed him away with a blushing face, and whispered: "Why leave it to you, you didn't buy a set."

Qin Fangcong was startled, stretched out his long arms, took out a few small square boxes from his bag, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Fengyu.

Depend on!It turned out that he didn't want to be wrong!