Wildfire Mambo

The rare BOG was held smoothly as scheduled.

Sichuan and Chongqing are located in Chengdu, and it is still the same as before. Things underground should take root in the ground. It has not become impatient because hip-hop finally has enough traffic to be able to be brought to the stage. It is still a long basement with a set of trolley speakers. A fossil-level Dj teacher.

In the background, Qi Yi Keyu earnestly asked Jian Zhuo to stop swearing during the freestyle battle.

At that time, Jian Zhuo was unscrewing a bottle of Coke, and the bubbles came out of the bottle and overflowed his hands. He couldn't recover, thinking that when you finished greeting all eighteen generations of your ancestors, why didn't you see you with such high quality.

Qi Yike explained that the big tree attracts the wind, and BOG has been sanctioned by the superiors. It is necessary to correctly guide the youth orientation and is in the process of rectification. Do you understand?

Jian Zhuo didn't care, he didn't hang up like that, he came to the competition just because he knew his face well, and he didn't care where he went.

Although the battle is really boring if you don’t listen to dirty words, it’s not like he hasn’t watched the videos of the previous games that were all swear words. The non-directional mouth smell has no level at all except that it can make the audience feel good. Gouge out a lot of swear words People can't even make up the word count.

And they discovered earlier that this year, unlike Qi Yike's session two years ago, there are many well-known people in the underground, but this time there is not even a single person with a reputation.

Jian Zhuo laughed there, saying that all the famous and respectable people are on TV in order to make themselves Young&Rich.

According to Qi Yike's words, even with stage fright, Jian Zhuo won't be offline until he fails to qualify for the BOG preliminaries.

After being called by the staff, Jian Zhuo walked up to the crudely built stage from one side, and there was a turbulent noise from all around, but he could only hear the sound of the collision of large and small metals on his body.

Clutching the microphone tightly, Jian Zhuo always maintained a sideways posture facing the contestants, only feeling all the tension in the backstage and during the long preparation time before, at the moment when the first incandescent light hit him All gushed out, obliterating him completely.

He didn't know where these tensions came from, maybe it was the humiliation he had received from Nicati on the eight-mile trip last time, maybe it was the 33 spectators who came to the first live and some of them booed him, maybe it was The many "you can't" gestures raised to him.

He vaguely seemed to hear what the host was announcing, but he could only see his open and closed lips.

Oldschool's beat sounded, and a player next to him had already stepped forward to grab the first mic, and introduced himself loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and finally the last contestant handed the microphone to Jian Zhuo's hand.

The moment he took over the microphone, Jian Zhuo was in a daze for a moment when he was illuminated by the scorching light. At this moment, his mind went blank, and the self-introduction he had just thought about was also buried in the depths.In a blink of an eye, seeing the puzzled expressions of the audience looking at each other below the stage, he squinted involuntarily, feeling the sweat rolling down his forehead.

The atmosphere suddenly became dry, and the beat continued to play, but the audience felt that the person on the stage might have waited too long to find the rhythm and wait for the cut.

The experienced host saw some clues, half to save the stage and half to give him time, he held Jian Zhuo's hand and raised it, begging the audience for decibels.

And at this tiny moment, he subconsciously shifted his gaze upwards, only to see the dark blue dial on his wrist, which was tied with a silver strap, shining radiantly under the blazing light.

At this moment, Jian Zhuo can suddenly understand the meaning of "accompany you on the expedition".

The man's unique magical power of peace of mind made him calm down, Jian Zhuo raised his eyes again, and clenched the microphone tightly.

Amid the applause and applause, he pulled off the lip ring that was stained with blood by his own lips, took a step forward, stepped on the speaker, and said his name in rhythm.

He stepped on the audio surface again, and said 2flamin'is 2startin' downward, with no label and no upper limit.

I don't know if it's because he became autistic after the first performance, and had more time to settle himself, Jian Zhuo unexpectedly performed very well, even in the last performance with the tepid old fritters There are three explosive points in the five sentences in the game of battleMC, and it also echoed the self-introduction given in the first round. I heard Qi Yike and two of OSOM's brothers huddling together in the second row frequently broke out on the stage. More appreciative swearing.

In fact, Jian Zhuo just couldn't stand the man's overly concerned about his appearance, probably because the man didn't know him at all, so he had no other things to laugh at, and he was aroused to quarrel because he was talking about him in a few sentences. Desire, grab the fact that the person has participated in the competition for four consecutive years but has never been out of the Chengdu competition area.

On the way home, Jian Zhuo still couldn't figure it out, lying on the leather chair in the front row, he continued to yell at Qi Yike, saying that he couldn't understand, what's wrong with this world, what's wrong with being handsome?

Qi Yike drove the car, and only said, why don't you think of Mr. Lin's boyfriend so much, he is eight levels more handsome than you.

Jian Zhuo was speechless for a while, and finally squeezed out dryly: trash is trash, beautiful trash.

In fact, Qi Yike was very puzzled why Jian Zhuo was not as happy as he expected when he won the championship this time. Instead, he seemed very calm. Suddenly she burst into tears, and felt that Jian Zhuo seemed to have grown up overnight.

...if not so picky.

"Could the organizers of the sub-competition area be more low? Coffee is being delivered? I suspect that the funds for the next session will not be enough to give away a handful of Zhongjiang dried noodles." Jian Zhuo picked up the souvenir of the top eight winners in the competition area issued by the organizer with disgust, printed A towel with the BOG logo: "What do you think this towel is for?"

"Keep it as a souvenir." Qi Yike thought to himself that the electric irons they gave away by competition area that year felt like they had participated in the housewives' housework competition.

"Forget it, it's too fucking stupid." Jian Zhuo said, "Leave you to clean the car."

The car turned off, the blue glare of the supercar went out, and the neon lights outside came back in an instant.

Qi Yike had already opened a booth at the bar he frequented, and used it to celebrate if he won, and let Jian Zhuo drink away his worries if he lost.

Jian Zhuo knows this, Qi Yike's consistent operation is actually just that he likes to be lively and party.

There are not many people, a few brothers from OSOM, a few beautiful Internet celebrities who often get together to play, and a few people who have nothing to do but have a good relationship and are free.

The four people on the table are frying gold flowers, and Jian Zhuo is addicted to seeing the person who belongs to the idlers.

"Why are you here too!?" Jian Zhuo exclaimed, and Yu Jian stretched out his hand and pulled him to the position next to him, and even almost fell into his arms.

"Where there is wine, there is me." Yu Jian smiled and embraced Jian Zhuo, and lit the cigarette near his lips with one hand: "Huozi is promising."

Jian Zhuo is speechless, for those vixen who always smile with squinted eyes, you never know whether what they say is mocking you or sincere blessing.

Facts have proved that when facing Jian Zhuo, most people will be inspired to have a parental personality, and Qi Yike is the hardest hit here.He obviously had a parental mood and wanted to tell the public about his children's results. It was not enough to just post the final winner list to four groups. Then he posted on Weibo, and even started a live broadcast excitedly.

What a suitable time at nine o'clock in the evening, coupled with the name of Qi Yike's live broadcast room "Announce the great news about his son", a large number of fans flooded in in an instant, although everyone thought it was Qi Yike who admitted that he had an illegitimate child. Separate live broadcast.

Hearing the movement, Jian Zhuo asked him if he was broadcasting live, snorted and secretly said that he was making a fuss, but he put on his Stussy red baseball cap to cover his blown hair, and gestured to the camera, grinning Let out a big laugh and say ayo good evening.

"The client is here." Qi Yike said, "Mr. Huohuo, may I ask how you feel about the bloodbath of Chengdu this time when you are just a fledgling?"

"My feeling is to retire from the world and make songs." Jian Zhuo raised his eyebrows again, "Enough playing, it's boring."

The people around were amused by Jian Zhuo's words, and started booing.

Yu Jian laughed the hardest, seeing someone in the barrage asking why he didn't hug the internet celebrity little beauty next to him, but he had to hug Huanghuo to play cards, explaining that he wanted to be popular for winning.

Then I added another sentence, she is small and easy to hold.

There is really some ambiguity in this sentence, causing the barrage to change color manually.And some words of "I also want to hold Little Huomiao in my arms", really made the second monk Jian Zhuo Zhanger puzzled.

After Qi Yike warned that "it's live broadcasting, and those who gamble are not allowed to win", the game turned into a fist game, and the losing table and the playmates they brought had to be punished with alcohol.And Jian Zhuo was forced to join Qi Yike's team, because he was the only one who didn't have a girlfriend when he came here.But Qi Yike's luck really made Jian Zhuo suffer a lot. The empty Chivas Regal bottle at the foot of the table was poured for the two of them for the last time.

Because Qi Yike was really not convinced by the result of the game, the palm mirror became an addiction.What I have to say is that the entertainment of the whole live broadcast has increased significantly, and I have to sigh that the addictiveness is indeed a big star who has been on a TV talent show.

"If you were a girl, who would you choose as your boyfriend?" Yu Jian asked this question.

DI from OSOM on the other side of the table laughed and said, "Of course Yu Shao, he's handsome, rich and fucking good at drawing."

Yu Jian obviously didn't care too much, simply because Jian Zhuo was close to him, he directly answered Jian Zhuo's name, and then he started to make up a reason after stuffing someone casually, and then threw the question to Jian Zhuo.

For no reason, Jian Zhuo was suddenly stunned by the question.

It's not that he hasn't talked to girlfriends before. Only when he was in middle and high school because everyone was trying to cross the line did he accept the girls' confession, although it was not very good at the end.But for Jian Zhuo, in those simple relationships in the past, no one has ever given him a "feeling of love", if love comes from a heartbeat.

He believes in the importance of "fascination" in love, and also believes in the necessity of "accompanying" in love.

The people around him were urging him to give an answer. Suddenly, he remembered Liu Zhi praying for his wife and daughter in front of the Buddha statue, and said, if he was a girl, he would want to be with Liu Zhi.

"Brother? Why? Are you already drunk?" Qi Yike pointed at Jian Zhuo's blushing cheeks and said, after thinking about it in his heart, he realized: "Actually, you are right, sister-in-law is really lucky. "

The well-known internet celebrity beauty on the one side agreed: "I think so too. The big brother is kind, steady and gentle. You can see how he looks outside and how he treats his sister-in-law. How should I put it... probably, Such a person will try his best not to let the person he likes shed tears, because in this world, he cherishes you most.”

Those few familiar words made his ears hurt, Jian Zhuo listened in a trance, and chewed a whole block of ice in Chivas Regal.

When he heard the phone ringing, he took it out and saw the words "Zhou Shuchen" jumping out on the screen, his heart skipped a beat.

Qi Yike only heard the sound of typing, and turned his head to see Jian Zhuo stretched out his hands to cover his face and fell back, and softly said "NO".

Jian Zhuo was obviously a little anxious, so he got up immediately, and said to Qi Yike that he had to go back.

Qi Yike was puzzled: "Did you take anything?"

Jian Zhuo shook his head, finally nodded to express his acquiescence, and then quickly ran out of the bar.

But the real reason is that Jian Zhuo received the message that Zhou Shuchen just sent him, saying why he didn't see him come out.

Only then did he realize that Zhou Shuchen had come to pick him up as soon as he got off work to make up for the fact that he couldn't enter the stadium on time to watch the game, and he had already been waiting at the entrance of the underground hall for two hours.

But he left with Qi Yike.

Or go to spend time and drink.

In fact, Jian Zhuo could clearly tell Zhou Shuchen to go back directly, or tell him his achievements through chatting, but Jian Zhuo didn't do that.

The alcohol was transpiring in the blood, which made Jian Zhuo feel unexpectedly lighter. He ran back, and many lamp shadows were left behind by him.

Jian Zhuo felt that during the short time he and Zhou Shuchen spent together, the staggered seasons always had an effect, making them always running.

The first time Jian Zhuo was 11 years old, lost his way in Zhou Shuchen's campus, and was found by Zhou Shuchen running in the garden behind the library, wearing a college basketball uniform.

The second time, Jian Zhuo was 17 years old and performed in Zhou Shuchen's campus. He ran to rub shoulders with Zhou Shuchen under the ginkgo tree, stepped on the late limit and ran to the stage.

The third time was Jian Zhuo's 19-year-old, what was the reason for this time?

This time, Jian Zhuo just wanted to meet Zhou Shuchen, hug him, and tell him personally: "I won, you have such a good vision".