Chapter 850： New rap singer Yan Zhixu

The barrage was calm, as if someone had pressed the pause button. There was a dead silence for about a minute, and netizens swiped the screen in unison with question marks.

Everyone: "???"

It was neat and tidy, and the picture was spectacular, and it took two minutes for everyone to recover again.

[Cough, cough, the sand sculpture who let me fly on the stage just now is my idol. Let me introduce to you again. Her name is Yan Zhixu. She was born in a girl group and is currently a sideline rap singer. She independently created the song "Black Fan" " is on the air, and it is expected to be popular in the near future. 】

[Ahahaha, I can't do it, I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts from laughing now, it's so uncomfortable, to be honest, this song is pretty good. Wipe tears.jpg]

[Yan Zhixu is really talented. He wrote original songs, wrote lyrics himself, and also acted. The usual scandals have also been confirmed to be false. It seems that he is a very professional artist. 】

[I know that there are always so many stupid things with cerebral palsy on Weibo. It turns out that they are professional black fans hired by others. Tsk tsk amazement.jpg]

[I wonder if Yan Zhixu's fans have no anti-gang work? Every time she fights, Zhengzhu herself ends up, and her combat effectiveness is amazing. 】

[Black fans: Although these are all routines that people in the circle know about, can you not say it openly and aboveboard, you have exposed all my skin, so how can I harass you in the future? yelling.jpg]

[Master Xu is cheating! I decided that this song will be my ringtone in the future.嘚se.jpg]

[Look, this person seems to have that social bullshit! 】

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in the lounge.

Some people laughed staggeringly, and physical tears appeared in their eyes.

They came back to their senses, applauded again and again, and kept applauding. The applause was thunderous, resounding through the sky, and the atmosphere was warm as if they were really holding a concert.

Yan Zhixu crossed Erlang's legs and glanced at Ye Yunyun who was still smiling, "What do you think of this song."

was suddenly questioned.

Ye Yunyun let out a soft sound, raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose, nodded with a smile, and said in a sincere tone, "Mr. Yan sings very nicely."

Jing Fei, who initiated this topic, rubbed his aching stomach with one hand and gave a thumbs up with the other hand, complimenting him without hesitation.

"Absolutely! First-class lyrics, first-class singing skills, you are definitely a rookie dark horse in the rap world."

It was the first time he saw someone who dared to write words diss black fans in a live broadcast group.

This is a big guy!

"Mr. Yan's intonation is very good, and I can consider making an album in the future to develop in all aspects."

"I know a few rap raps. If you have time, Teacher Yan can communicate with them. I think you will be able to talk very well."

"Mr. Yan's level is not a little better than it was more than two years ago, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the rapid progress."

...

The rest of the room also praised and blew rainbow farts. To be honest, this song is really brainwashing.

"Thank you, I feel fine too."

Yan Zhixu nodded, put down Erlang's legs, got up, walked to the locker next to him, took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a few mouthfuls to moisten his throat.

Hear this statement.

other people:"……"

You really don't know what humility is at all.

"..."

The eldest brother, who was carrying the camera to broadcast live, smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits, and he could already predict the hot search on this song.

By then, won't the ratings of the program group rise?

Sure enough, it was a very correct decision for the director to invite Yan Zhixu to participate in the show.