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Inside the circle formed by the crowd were two or three large speakers. Before even getting close, Luo Xi could hear the intense drumbeats and cheers emanating from the speakers.

"Chen Zui, kill him! Charge!" "Lu Yun! Lu Yun! Lu Yun!"

The audience shouted at the top of their lungs, the names of the two sides rising and falling in the air, making the atmosphere increasingly agitated.

Luo Xi squeezed to the front row and saw that it was indeed an acquaintance.

Chen Zui stood on one side of the circle, his black and gold dyed hair tied back with a headband around his forehead. He wore a sleeveless gray vest and cargo pants. Although Luo Xi didn't want to admit it, he was indeed very handsome.

Standing on the other side, Lu Yun had striking red hair, a short leather jacket, ripped jeans, and strangely styled trendy shoes that Luo Xi didn't recognize. He wore a string of metal ornaments on his belt and a ring on his hand. He was the kind of trendy guy who would intimidate people if he walked down the street.

Lu Yun's hair color was eye-catching. Luo Xi had seen him many times before and had naturally read his information. He was signed to a label under Fang Jing Film and Television, specializing in rap. He was said to be an all-rounder who was good at singing, dancing, and songwriting. He was the youngest of the X4 generation trainees, only 15 years old, but his height was already about the same as Luo Xi's, and he didn't look young at all.

It looks like this is a battle between the two.

Luo Xi's curiosity was also ignited by the audience's voices, and she joined in the sound of pouring oil for Chen Zui.

"Our new challenger is—Chen Zui! Chen Zui is a veteran rapper who has already released an album, and the album did very well. Oh, are there any of his fans here?"

A trainee wearing a baseball cap, whose face was obscured, stood between the two, passionately hosting the competition.

"Can rap dark horse Lu Yun hold onto his two-game winning streak? Let's wait and see!"

The music starts playing, the competition begins.

"Chen Zui, Chen Zui," Lu Yun swayed his arms to the rhythm, smiled after saying the name, his aura suddenly changed, and he quickly uttered the lyrics in a low voice: "Judging from the name, it's my inevitable victory / You fall, but I step on you and soar to new heights / Lu Yun's name multiplies and proliferates in your heart / You lower your head in fear and dare not utter a sound..."

Lu Yun's rapid-fire chatter drew applause from the crowd, and Chen Zui clapped along, but with a slightly disdainful expression as he took a few steps closer to Lu Yun.

"Ai~ You little brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet / Your skill at showing off your meager skills is like a turtle at the bottom of a well / You're trying to scam me, Chen Zui / I'll make you kneel down / You'll cry and scream, rummaging through drawers and cupboards / Asking your dad why Chen Zui's concert tickets are so expensive..."

Chen Zui is indeed impressive. His breath control and pronunciation are very stable, ensuring both speed and power in each word. His rapping style is as flamboyant as he is, deliberately showing off his skills.

But Lu Yun was more imposing and faster, and his hoarse, teenage voice, which was going through puberty, brought out his youthful arrogance to the fullest.

"Speaking of why concert tickets are so expensive, it's because there are female fans willing to spend the money,"

"Who's more charming to fans than Chen Zui? / He flirts with fans who ask if they bought something for tens of thousands when the price is only a few hundred / Nothing outside of business matters / Rap battles turn into beauty contests on stage / I can only accept my bad luck / Those without talent practice their tongues and complain / Chen Zui practices his tongue to pick up girls..."

Lu Yun spoke with ease, quickly spouting long rhymes, getting more and more excited as he spoke, while Chen Zui's complexion visibly worsened.

As if afraid that Lu Yun would continue, Chen Zui put the microphone on the ground, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and the audience let out a series of "boos" in dissatisfaction with Chen Zui's surrender.

"The winner is—Lu Yun!"

The host promptly raised Lu Yun's arm, interrupting the audience's dissatisfaction. Chen Zui also softened his expression and clapped, hastily hugged Lu Yun, and then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

The host asked into the microphone, "Lu Yun has won three consecutive matches! Who is the next challenger?"

Luo Xi was thoroughly enjoying watching Chen Zui being scolded when, without noticing, someone suddenly bumped him onto the stage with their shoulder.

Before she could even turn around to see who had done it, the host pulled her to the center and asked, "Our next challenger... what is your name?"

The microphone was placed near Luo Xi's mouth. Facing the stage, she had no choice but to go on; there was never any reason for her to back down.

“Luo Enxi, my name is Luo Enxi.”

Lu Yun watched her with great interest. Luo Xi's clothes were sloppy because she hadn't showered, her hair was greasy and tangled, and her face was haggard. In Lu Yun's eyes, it was a very hip look. He thought Luo Xi dressed like that on purpose, and even thought that Luo Xi had some kind of talent.

"The duel between Ronxi and Lu Yun—begins now!"

Luo Xi happened to have a few versatile lyrics from a rap assignment he had written before, so he decided to use them.

"A moron / A moron who hangs in front of me every day / His laughter sounds like a tractor / Hey... He goes wherever he goes... and leaves wherever he goes / His breath stinks terribly / I really want to... pack him up and throw him away / Every day I have to suppress my anger when I open and close my eyes / Hey..."

This made Lu Yunsheng laugh. "Get the beat, bro."

Rhythm? She couldn't even reconcile with her fighting tongue. Rosie simply lay flat, and when she ran out of words, she started muttering, "Yeah, yeah..."

Yewanroxi put down the microphone, and Lu Yun began his performance.

He swayed his body to show Rosie the rhythm, his body moving freely and unrestrainedly with the music, "woo~ where did this stray dog ​​come from barking? / How dare this incoherent guy mess with me? / My beat is like a bullet, shattering your flow..."

Lu Yun approached Luo Xi and patted her face with enough force to make a sound, "Waaah/Don't cry, brother will give you candy and take you to the convenience store/Child hoo in the underage track/You have to act cool/Wear the diapers brother bought for you..."

Isn't this kid being a bit disrespectful?

The audience applauded the smooth flow of the performance, with the applause being particularly loud in the corner where Luo Xi had been shoved onto the stage; Lu Yun had won decisively. The winner gave her a warm hug.

"You're the guy who was singing in the hallway the other day, right? Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be such a bad singer, and even worse at rapping," Lu Yun said without a care for the matter, readily extending his hand to Luo Xi to make friends, "My name is Lu Yun, what's yours? Let's get to know each other and hang out sometime!"

Luo Xi smiled and shook Lu Yun's hand: Okay, even more annoyed, add one to the blacklist.

【Rosie, come back quickly! It looks like someone's looking for an empty practice room! He'll be coming to ours soon!】

041's telepathic communication sent a chill down Luo Xi's spine.

She immediately ended her social interaction, turned around and disappeared into the crowd in an even more disheveled state than Chen Zui, and sprinted towards the elevator at top speed.

It was somewhat like fleeing in panic, but she couldn't care less about that now.