You Are Already the Champion

Although it seemed like the script had changed for "The Voice," Bai Youlou and Long Ziqiang would likely be staying on that stage for a longer time.

But neither of them had flaked on "New Rap."

They still had to go for registration.

Whether they would actually participate after registering would depend on the subsequent situation.

"Talent Show" was about to premiere, and this was just the beginning. After a few more shows, who knew if "The Voice" could withstand the pressure.

They also weren't sure what tricks Zhen Dongjun, that sly old fox, had up his sleeve.

After all, while the possibility of him just being sick was small, it wasn't zero.

For these "variables," all Bai Youlou had to do was "saturation offense."

"Come on, piss!"

"The atmosphere here is clearly different!"

In a hotel conference room, Bai Youlou and Long Ziqiang sat on chairs, each holding a bottle of mineral water, chatting idly.

Long Ziqiang found it novel. After following Bai Youlou to so many shows, at most registration sites or backstage areas, the contestants he saw were mostly those with dreams and aspirations written all over their faces.

Perhaps also nervousness and confusion.

The younger brother Tong Fangming they met at "Tomorrow's Star Show" was a typical example. Everyone looked either naive or had stories etched on their faces.

But "New Rap" was a bit interesting!

Originally, the "socialites" combination of Bai Youlou and Long Ziqiang would stand out anywhere, but here, they were unremarkable.

The contestants who came to register were all arrogant and looked down on people.

The visual effect was dazzling, with every color imaginable.

What they wore could probably be considered trendy.

Long Ziqiang almost couldn't resist straightening the hat of the young man sitting in front of him, and that guy wearing sagging pants, insisting on showing half of his underwear – he really wanted to sew it up!

It gave him OCD.

As for why everyone was sitting here, it was mainly to wait to pee.

Peeing wasn't something that happened instantly just because you needed to.

Bai Youlou and Long Ziqiang had already finished their second bottles and still felt no urge to pee.

They could only observe the diversity of the human species while continuing to build up their need.

After another ten minutes or so, Long Ziqiang's spirits lifted, "I feel the urge!"

"I've been holding it for a while, just waiting for you. Let's go."

Strangely, as the two of them stood up, three or four trendy youths next to them also stood up. It was as if everyone suddenly needed to pee at that moment.

This scene was surprising, like how girls living together in a dorm for a long time would find their menstrual cycles gradually aligning.

Who pees alone?

They all go in groups!

Let's go!

What does it feel like to be peed on under observation?

Anyway, Bai Youlou wasn't nervous at all. Who would feel self-conscious about something like this?

Surely no one, right?

But what he didn't expect was that the so-called urine test organized by the "New Rap" production team seemed quite serious, as if they were trying to prevent any weirdos from entering the show.

However, the reality was that it was outwardly strict but inwardly lax.

There was only one staff member in the place where they were supposed to pee, and he was very inattentive, seemingly unconcerned about any small tricks the contestants might pull.

As soon as Bai Youlou took out his Heavenly Halberd, a guy with an afro suddenly leaned in front of him, "Bro, can I borrow some... Holy shit!"

This "Holy shit" was so loud that it instantly drew everyone's attention.

Even Bai Youlou, who had a thick skin, felt a bit overwhelmed. It would have been better if they had all been replaced with pretty girls.

He quickly turned sideways, pretended to put the sample tube away, and then emptied his magazine.

After finishing, he looked back at the kid who had just shouted "Holy shit," "What are you doing?"

"I wanted to borrow some urine..."

"There's not a drop left, find someone else."

Hearing this, the other person turned away helplessly and looked at Long Ziqiang.

But this guy was already fiddling with his belt, "Don't look at me, I'm out too. Damn, it's fresh, borrowing urine..."

It was clear that Long Ziqiang also found this ridiculous situation somewhat amusing.

However, this sly guy didn't forget to raise his eyebrows at Bai Youlou, with three parts envy and seven parts teasing.

His eyes seemed to say, "They've really learned something, Brother Lou!"

This kind of knowledge shouldn't be acquired~

Bai Youlou was a little worried that these rappers would use his "specialties" as material and then write them into songs.

Of course, the scale might not be that big on the show, but these people would do anything when they released songs privately.

As it turned out, his worries were justified.

He had suddenly become a "big star."

"Here he comes, no wonder he could handle Dong Lu! Awesome!"

"A female celebrity, and one who's married, you need some serious skills for that~"

Even a bold female rapper jokingly said, "Really? Then I'm going over to get her number!"

"Bullshit, what kind of status do you have to use the same thing as a female celebrity."

"You might not believe me, but I just got some inspiration while birdwatching."

"Come on!"

"There's no need to argue, the outcome is doomed to be a crushing defeat. You know better than anyone, we've known each other for a while. I can let you have three moves. After all, when you take off your pants, your Kun Kun is smaller than my thumb."

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How should I put it, Bai Youlou just said he didn't like rap!

What the hell is this stuff!

Long Ziqiang: "Brother Lou, I think you're already the champion of this season's 'New Rap'."

Yeah, yeah, yeah~

Bai Youlou's expression was quite peculiar. How should I put it, this kind of thing was both shameful and not so shameful.

Men are truly amazing creatures; their highest praise for each other is "You're impressive."

From this perspective, Bai Youlou had convinced all the rappers present; he was impressive.

Not a single one dared to step forward and challenge him.

Even those who hadn't witnessed it firsthand, upon hearing the confident descriptions from others, couldn't help but show expressions of surprise and longing.

Having been on so many shows, before performing on almost every one, he had endured all sorts of strange looks from other contestants.

Scorn was the most common.

In the end, here, Bai Youlou hadn't sung a single word, and all he received was admiration, can you believe it?

The hip-hop scene is truly... they really didn't take Bai Youlou's "scandalous material" seriously at all.

At this moment, he suddenly received a message, so Bai Youlou immediately made a decision that "went against his ancestors."

"We're not participating in this show anymore."

"Ah?"

The staff of "New Rap" were stunned. Don't do this! You're one of the biggest draws!

Bai Youlou's explanation was also reasonable, "I suddenly realized that this show's recording time conflicts with another show I'm participating in, so I apologize."

"Then this..." The staff member responsible for the drug test was just an employee and didn't try to forcefully retain him. They just looked at the urine sample on the table, seemingly considering whether to return it to Bai Youlou.

"Please test it normally, so no one says I'm afraid to take the drug test because I'm guilty."

Bai Youlou couldn't take this stuff with him anyway. What would he do with it if he took it back?

This scene made the young man with the afro sigh repeatedly.

He thought to himself, if you don't need it, why not leave it for someone who does?

He really needs it!

Seeing his expression, Bai Youlou made a mental note of the guy's appearance and decided to make a call to report him as soon as he left.

He, Bai, was an implacable enemy of gambling and drugs.