I'm arrogant at the apex of the hip-hop god

"Received, I have no problem here."

"I'm all ok."

The radiant light beams swayed from the sky and landed on the center stage, reflecting the busy working people around, and the scene was noisy.

All departments are doing the last inspection, lighting, stage, sound, all the staff members are hurrying to and fro in the recording studio to ensure that the program is safe during the official recording.

Feng Chen sat in the dressing room with his eyes closed lazily, and the makeup artist put on makeup for him.

His hair has been dyed back to black, and there are a few strands of brown red in the middle, which are not eye-catching, but the temperament of the whole person is the same as before, so cold that people dare not approach him.

The makeup artist only applied a layer of foundation to Feng Chen with ease, and added a layer of black eyeliner to the end of the eyes to match the stage effect, which made the eyelashes thicker and longer, but also a little more charming.

After putting on makeup, there was not much time left before the recording of the show, Feng Chen walked through the flickering chasing beams, walked to the preparation area, and found a quiet corner to sit casually.

There were other contestants waiting around, and when they saw Feng Chen coming in, they greeted each other and continued to go about their business, so they didn't dare to get too close to Feng Chen.

Only Nicky with a thick skin would not let go of such a good opportunity to catch Feng Chen's popularity.

He twisted his waist and squeezed in front of Feng Chen, clenched his fists to cheer him up: "God D, come on!"

Feng Chen was annoyed when he heard his voice, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Nicky looked around at the camera, and after confirming that he was recorded, he accepted it as soon as he was ready, and sat not far from Feng Chen.

In such a short period of time, the people are almost there, only Wei Teng is missing.

"Why hasn't Brother Teng come here yet? Isn't he the first to put on makeup?"

"I guess I should hurry up and practice dancing again. He didn't seem to sleep last night and practiced all night."

"Not only did he stay up all night last night, he seems to have slept less than ten hours in total in the past three days. He wakes up earlier than a chicken and sleeps later than a duck."

"Damn, I'm convinced, this is really hard work for the championship."

Amidst the chatter and laughter, Feng Chen lazily leaned against the wall, his mind was in a state of ecstasy in which "the four things are all empty" and he only wanted to sleep with the children.

But soon, the sudden exclamation disturbed the charming cloud driving in Feng Chen's mind.

"Fuck, brother Teng can look good today! No wonder it took so long!"

"Handsome, handsome! Looking forward to Brother Teng's big move!"

The belated Wei Teng received attention from all directions as soon as he showed up. Unlike before, he did a slightly complicated Peking Opera look with heavy makeup. It seems that he intends to incorporate the quintessence of Chinese culture into tonight Hip-hop moves.

Wei Teng, who hadn't received so much attention for a long time, was happy, but still pretended to be modest, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, it's just a little trick, I can't compare to you."

As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Chen, wondering how the only competitor he valued as the favorite to win the championship would react.

But unfortunately, Feng Chen let him down.

The defiant Young Master Feng still had a lazy posture. Seeing Wei Teng looking at him, he slightly raised his eyelids as a greeting, then closed his eyes and continued to catch up on sleep, without even moving the corners of his mouth.

Wei Teng narrowed his eyes under heavy makeup, sneered, and turned to the corner farthest from Feng Chen.

Program recording starts.

"Everyone at the scene, good evening." The host smiled and walked to the center of the stage, waving to the enthusiastic audience not far away, "Having experienced auditions, top [-], breakout competitions, semi-finals, etc. I believe that everyone has been looking forward to our finals tonight, and I am also looking forward to it, so without further ado, I will invite the first group of contestants tonight..."

The order of the competition was determined by drawing lots early in the morning, Wei Teng was the finale and Feng Chen was the last.

At this time, because it was too early for them to play, the two of them didn't pay much attention to the performance on the stage. After looking around, one stood up and went out furtively, probably wanting to hurry up and practice the movements for a while. One was lazily standing with his arms folded in the corner farthest from the auditorium, thinking that the surrounding environment was too noisy, which would affect his rest.

The recording studio was crowded with people and exhaled a lot of carbon dioxide. In addition to the noisy atmosphere, colorful beams of light radiated from the center of the stage to the surroundings, hitting people with extreme heat. Nicky held a small fan and kept fanning it. After a while, he still felt that the sticky hot air affected his delicate makeup. Seeing that it was early for him to go on stage, he also fanned out.

Feng Chen didn't take much rest a few days ago, he propped his head in a daze for a while, and after waking up, it was almost time for Wei Teng's performance.

The stage turned from bright to dark, and when it was lit up again, the stage on the center side rose slowly. Wei Teng, dressed in Peking opera makeup, stood on it. After the stage was closed, he came up and did several backflips. bursts of applause.

Feng Chen casually glanced at him, and found that this person had a lot of tricks, but his movements were nothing new, and he still had the small problem of not being crisp and neat in the past.

He glanced at it and was not interested in looking again. He stood up and walked forward to wait for the scene.

The so-called lottery of the program group was probably a lie, deliberately leaving the hottest Feng Chen at the end. Sure enough, as soon as Feng Chen came on stage, before doing anything, the audience erupted into cheers that had never been seen before.

"God D God!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh God's mother loves you!"

"D God Chong Duck! Moms are waiting for you to win the championship!"

I don't know who posted the GIFs of Feng Chen's previous games on the official blog of the program group before. Some people recognized Feng Chen as the handsome young brother who was on the hot search half a year ago, and they all fell in love and ran here with all their might Being a spectator at the recording site was just to catch a glimpse of Feng Chen's face.

The lights were dim, and Feng Chen was lazily standing on the stage. His clothes were loose and covered his almost perfect figure. Only one button was undone, but it was not exposed, but it still aroused people's imagination——Feng Chen on the stage, relying on Appearance is the hormone itself that is infinitely fascinating.

And when he dances, he is truly seductive.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh I want to report! Someone is breaking on the tip of my heart again!"

"He's looking at me, he's looking at me! Fuck, my blood tank is empty! It's too murderous! I want my soul to pass through the floor!"

"My brother is so handsome! I want to swim in my brother's collarbone! I want to play hide and seek in my brother's abs!"

"Is the abdominal muscle exposed?! Why didn't I see it?!"

"It's only [-] seconds! Hahaha, it's too profitable!"

The light and shadow flickered, and Feng Chen's slightly drooping cold and arrogant face was outlined from the diffuse dust. His makeup was very light, and his expression was as world-weary as ever, but his eyes were murderous. With his bursting movements, the rhythm of the music was almost indistinguishable. , One by one, they stepped on their feet perfectly.

The domineering arrogance of self-importance and the free and easy dancing posture can be clearly seen in every of Feng Chen's crisp and difficult movements.

Feng Chen on the stage is the king.

Not only were the audience going crazy, but even the other dancers who had watched Feng Chen dance more than once, but were always amazed by Feng Chen, also waved their fingers and cheered in unison.

"6666, your God is still your God!"

"Good job Dylan!"

Someone saw a group of crazy fans in the auditorium and joked, "With Dylan's looks and popularity, the championship is still guaranteed. He won't even be used in battle. Everyone must choose him in the first round."

"Why do I feel that your words are a bit sour?" Among the contestants, there were many dancers who sincerely admired Feng Chen, and immediately said, "God D is obviously taking the talent route, and he doesn't rely on appearance."

"Yo yo yo, I'm not sour, I also want to attract a lot of fans just by my face." The man half-truthed, "Besides, I want to be sour is also the talent of sour D."

"Damn, talk nonsense and tell the truth, who doesn't envy Dylan's talent in dancing." Everyone laughed.

Wei Teng on the side raised his head, his eyes gradually cut to the close-up of Feng Chen, and looked at Feng Chen, who was showing his kingly demeanor on the stage with a sullen face - his style was the same as before, without any fancy moves, he was as neat as possible, but he could always The simple movements are done to the extreme, and the complicated and difficult ones can be played very advanced by him.

It is indeed worthy of the appearance and strength that outsiders say is a talented dancer with all kinds of talents.

At this moment, jealousy is like a weed that will never burn out, taking root in Wei Teng's heart.

The rhythm gradually slowed down. After Feng Chen finished a set of windmills, he suddenly became excited again. Feng Chen retracted with the changed rhythm, and landed firmly on the floor with a mid-air spin, ready to change a set of movements.

At this moment, an accident happened.

For some reason, the well-endowed stage suddenly dropped a piece, Feng Chen didn't notice, stepped on the ground, and fell straight into the hollow.

The whole audience screamed suddenly, everyone including the contestants were frightened, watching helplessly the black hole that suddenly appeared swallowed Feng Chen, piercing screams followed one after another.

At this time, the music hadn't stopped, and the camera positions were still moving forward to shoot. It seemed unclear whether this was Feng Chen's temporary design change or a real stage malfunction.

No one stepped forward to help.

At the first moment of falling, Feng Chen quickly grasped the edge of the stage with one hand, tightly controlled his body that was about to fall due to inertia, Feng Chen who quickly calmed down looked down at the ground about three or four meters high, He resolutely gave up the idea of ​​jumping off, then grasped the edge tightly with both hands, swayed slightly, and finally reached the corner of the stage after using a skillful force to push his right leg hanging in the air upwards.

The foundation of dancing for many years saved Feng Chen at this moment. After the toe of one foot stepped on the ground, he felt a lot more at ease, and then grabbed the ground with both hands and turned back to the stage with difficulty. Breathe a sigh of relief.

It is common to get injured during dancing practice. Feng Chen is never afraid of all kinds of unexpected situations that may arise, but when he almost fell just now, the only thought that flashed in his mind was that if something happened to him, what would happen to the children? manage.

What the hell, he hasn't confessed his love to the kids yet!

Feng Chen panted heavily, closed his eyes, and was about to get up when he suddenly felt that his arms and wrists were a little weak.

At the same time, the staff who didn't react until now hurriedly ran to the stage, supported Feng Chen, and hurriedly asked: "Can I still dance? Is there any discomfort? Doctor?! Where is the doctor?! Go find a doctor and check him out."

Feng Chen frowned and looked at his arms and legs, then shook his head.

He is indeed not well at the moment. He exerted too much force just now, and all the weight was supported by his hands. His right wrist was probably dislocated or fractured, and the pain was excruciating. A slight strain, and it hurts intermittently when walking.

"Take me to the hospital." Without even thinking about it, Feng Chen rejected the staff's request to let him undergo an on-site examination first—what a joke, he cherishes his life like Master Feng, so he won't entrust his own life to such efficiency Low program group.

Looking around, the only efficient part of the program group is probably the host's ability to control the field.

As early as when the staff rushed up to help Feng Chen up, the host had also quickly stepped onto the stage to appease the audience, and briefly summed up the sudden incident in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, it's just a small accident, everyone don't need to panic, Please take a break and wait for our champion candidate to be announced."

After finishing speaking, the host turned sideways, and naturally cue the topic to the stunned contestants beside him, and said with a smile, "It feels like everyone is looking forward to it and nervous, which two will make it to the final round?" In the battle session, I would like to interview everyone in advance, who do you think will be the champion tonight?"

A group of ignorant dancers stared at each other, obviously they haven't recovered from the lingering fear just now.

Nicky reacted the fastest, immediately took the microphone and adjusted his sitting posture to face the camera, smiling and said firmly: "The champion in my eyes will always be Dylan. certainly--"

Nicky changed the subject and blew a rainbow fart to everyone in a tactful manner: "Teng Ge and other players also performed very well, whether it is jumping urban or others, every game is very good. I can see their hard work and hard work, but I still have a lot of shortcomings, and I will learn a lot from my predecessors in the future."

At this time, the dancers who gradually came to their senses also called out the names of the champions in their hearts. Among them, apart from Feng Chen who was no longer present, Wei Teng was the most vocal.

The host handed the microphone to Wei Teng, and asked him with a smile: "Do you think you will be the champion tonight?"

Wei Teng waved his hands modestly, looked at the camera, and said sincerely: "No, everyone is very strong, and I am convinced whoever is the champion."

The host smiled: "It seems that our contestants are very humble. They try their best on the stage and respect each other off the stage. This is the correct way to open up good brothers. Not much to say, I will announce the entry Who will be the contestants in the championship competition, wow, these two names are really in everyone's expectations, they are the ones that are the most popular, Wei Teng, and—"

The host who was about to pronounce Feng Chen's name suddenly heard the director's voice coming from the headset, paused for a moment, looked at the director, and then changed the topic very naturally: "Before announcing the result, we also have another I want to tell you good news. After a comprehensive examination by the doctor just now, Dylan was only a little bruised and nothing serious. Fans who are worried about him can rest assured, but because Dylan still needs to recuperate for the time being, his body may not be able to withstand high-intensity exercise. Therefore, he chose not to compete for the championship, and our third-ranked Jimmy entered the championship competition in turn."

The fans at the scene breathed a sigh of relief with regret and surprise—in any case, Feng Chen has already used his strength to prove that he is qualified to win the championship, and he will always be the uncrowned king in the hearts of fans.

Although there were still a few fans who didn't see Feng Chen returning to the stage, they were a little skeptical about the "no serious problem" said by the program crew, but soon, the explosive battle instantly ignited the atmosphere of the scene and attracted everyone's attention .

As Tong Qian said, Wei Teng is a battle-type player. The more provocative the environment, the better he will perform. Therefore, in the final 1V1 dance dance, Wei Teng, who has no scruples, almost crushed and won the battle. Won the championship.

Amid the lively cheers from the audience, the host announced with a smile: "The champion of this hip-hop competition is Wei Teng!"

"Yoyoyo Brother Teng! Brother Teng is mighty!" The contestants also stood up one after another, regardless of whether they were convinced or not, they applauded enthusiastically.

But at this time, for the first time in his life, in the same competition with Feng Chen, Wei Teng, who became the male lead, seemed to be in disbelief when he watched the host pronounce his name. This result was very unexpected.

After a long time, he took the trophy with a ninety-degree bow, kissed it vigorously, then knelt down on the ground with tears in his eyes.

For the first time, he defeated Feng Chen for the first time.

Wei Tenggao held up the trophy and looked towards the distance where the crowd was swarming, as if he saw Feng Chen stepped under his feet through the thick darkness, with a wild smile in his eyes.

At this time, Feng Chen was still on his way to the hospital. He didn't bring his mobile phone, so he could only tell the staff accompanying him to remember to bring the mobile phone to him later. He was lying on the stretcher stiffly and doing nothing, feeling as if he could only move his eyes. , it hurts everywhere.

Tsk, it's actually not that painful, it's just that the thought of going back to see Shen Xi will be forced to postpone, the pain seems to become a series that increases by hundreds of times.

The kid was soft-spoken and soft-hearted, if he saw him like this, he might be worried, how could Feng Chen be willing to go back to see him with all his injuries.

But the development of the matter still exceeded Feng Chen's expectations.

Before the recording of the show, all viewers were required to confiscate their mobile phones and other communication equipment, so there were no photos of Feng Chen's injuries leaked out, but because there were no photos, some fans who were worried about Feng Chen's first time getting their phones after going out For a while, he posted a Weibo complaint about the program group, and the worry between the lines even exaggerated the seriousness of the matter intentionally or unintentionally.

@D神的小甜心: Ahhh, my heart hurts to death, I just watched my male god fall down a few meters deep steps!Did the staff on site eat shit? !Not even emergency measures!A group of people standing there stupidly don't know how to save people!If there is a fucking problem with the stage, don't hire someone to record the show!Depend on!It's not you who dare to fall! !

Liu Chuan is an otaku "guy" with a wide range of interests. He follows all kinds of bloggers related to food dubbing that girls like. Moreover, he also follows Feng Chen's Weibo account and information related to hip-hop competitions. The following show cuteness to expose Feng Chen.

And when the big data automatically pushed the microblogs sent by fans that coincided with many of the information Liu Chuan was concerned about to Liu Chuan's homepage, he was idly checking various social software in the dormitory.

Tonight, there is no boss to take him to eat chicken, he is so lonely.

Liu Chuan, who is too lonely, can only browse Moments every 5 minutes, and Weibo every 5 minutes to pass the boring time. During this period, because there is not much new news to read, he also checked ins and twitter over the wall.

The pictures are very nice, but the English is a little hard to understand.

Liu Chuan opened Weibo eight times, refreshed the homepage, and was very excited when he saw the long-lost new news popping in.

But it didn't take long for Liu Chuan to stop laughing.

Fuck, isn't this Weibo location the place where Brother Chen recorded the game? !And isn't brother Chen called God D in the hip-hop circle? !This little girl reposts Weibo related to Feng Chen every day!

Liu Chuan was a little flustered, and hurriedly called Shen Xi who was studying: "Shen Xi, God Xi, quickly call Brother Chen and see where he is."

Shen Xi raised his head from the desk blankly, although he was a little surprised why Liu Chuan was looking for Feng Chen at this moment, but he still followed his advice.

"Beep—beep—" After the phone got through, no one answered it.

The ear-piercing busy voice echoed in the dormitory like a needle provoking one's nerves. Liu Chuan became more and more flustered, waved to Shen Xi tremblingly, and handed his mobile phone in front of him.

At first, Shen Xi just thought that Feng Chen was in a competition and didn't bring his mobile phone. However, when he read the text on the screen of the mobile phone word by word, his whole head seemed to explode with a "buzz".

Blank.

"God Xi? God Xi?! Are you okay? Maybe I guessed wrong." Liu Chuan saw Shen Xi staring at the phone tightly without saying a word, so he hurriedly comforted him, "This person didn't say anything. Brother Chen, what if it's someone else, let's wait and call Brother Chen later, don't worry."

Shen Xi didn't listen to what Liu Chuan said.

Fragmented words floated in his mind, and sometimes pieced together Feng Chen's slightly raised eyes when he smiled, and sometimes transformed into a bloody body, with unprecedented pain like a sharp knife, piercing Shen Xi fiercely until Under his walking corpse-like body at this moment, the inside has also become bloody.

Shen Xi forced himself to calm down, unlocked his mobile phone and logged in to the navigation, searched for the nearest hospital to the recording location, then clicked on the taxi app, chose to double the payment, clicked OK, and went out directly.

"Fuck, God Xi, where are you going?!" Liu Chuan quickly followed, and suddenly found that Shen Xi was still wearing unlined clothes and didn't even take his coat. He hurried back to the dormitory, grabbed their clothes and keys, and trotted after Shen Xi. Shen Xi who was about to disappear.

While sitting in the car going to the hospital in a neighboring city, Shen Xi had only one thought in his mind - if, if it was really Feng Chen who was injured, even if he was injured and disabled, as long as Feng Chen still wanted him, he would not Will take another step away from him.

When he saw Feng Chen, he wanted to say that he really liked him very much, and he was already tempted long before he admitted that he liked him.

Sorry, he was late.

The author has something to say: Thanks to "Lemo" and "26473360" who threw mines at Pudding and all the cute little ones who supported Pudding.

ps: Don't worry about Young Master Feng, he is about to usher in happiness~