"Season 4 of "shomethemoney"," listened to the director's order in the headset, the host Jin Zhenbiao, who was standing on the stage, spoke slowly.

Scanning the contestants standing neatly below the stage, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see any expression: "The one standing in front of me now is the 52 rappers standing in front of the third round of selection."

The camera with the red indicator light was slowly moved closer and perfectly recorded the faces of the seed players who were asked to pay attention to.

Unlike other contestants around who were obviously nervous, Kim Minshuo just stood quietly, his aura as steady as Mount Tai made the cameraman unable to help but stay on his face for a while.

"Hey Xi, why do you have to wear a hat?" Because he stood in the corner of the last row, insufficient light caused Kim Minshuo's eyes to be covered by the shadow of the hat brim. The cameraman cursed this flaw regretfully and reluctantly moved the camera seat away.

"The keywords of the third round of selection are," paused in a bad mood, looking forward to the players' fearful reactions, Jin Zhenbiao smiled slightly and finally explained: "One-on-one duel: You come out!"

The contestants in the audience whispered to each other, and were immediately suppressed by the staff holding a big sign.

"If it's a one-on-one duel, is it necessary to diss fight?" Jin Minshuo muttered softly, guessing the specific rules.

Just seeing everyone quiet, Jin Zhenbiao continued to speak: "Now, there are 52 golden tickets with the names of the contestants written in front of me."

"At a later time, you will be called to the stage by random draws. The drawn rappers can freely choose the rappers they want to face off."

"According to the evaluation of the producers, one of the two must be eliminated."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a brief silence, and the contestants in the audience burst into pieces, expressing their dissatisfaction with each word and every word.

"What are you doing! Isn't that the one who is ahead is the most profitable?"

"If I get the draw, I will choose vernon unconditionally!"

Kim Minshuo frowned, stood a little farther away, still holding his arms and not talking, looking at the farce in front of him coldly.

Jin Zhenbiao raised his voice and suppressed the noise below the stage: "Before officially choosing an opponent, please pay attention to the stickers on the nameplate on your chest."

Hearing this, the contestants looked down at the famous brand on their chests, or directly looked at the stickers around them as obvious breasts.

"Go?" Jin Minshuo raised his eyebrows: "Does my level be higher?"

He thought about it and took advantage of the last row to search among the crowd.

"Finished." Jin Minshuo's mouth curled inadvertently and saw the short fat man in front of him with an explosive head.

As if he noticed Kim Minshuo's gaze, superbee turned his head and met Kim Minshuo.

His eyes were full of annoyance, and he was still arrogant and pushed against Jin Minshuo and pretended to behave.

Kim Minshuo smiled maliciously, raised his hand and stretched out his thumb, slashed his neck obliquely, giving a throat-cutting gift to superbee!

"Even the name is sB, there is no future at first glance." Seeing the superbee's face turned red with anger, but he refused to turn his head. Kim Minshuo complained, and opened his mouth bored and yawned.

"The meaning of stickers is the points you get in the second round of selection." Jin Zhenbiao continued to explain the rules: "If you get the a11 pass from the producer of the fourth team, the sign is the top. If you get the pass from the two teams or the three teams, the middle. If you get only one pair of passes, the bottom is the bottom."

Watching the contestants look down at their results, shouting with excitement or annoyance, the host no longer hesitated and directly advanced the competition process.

"Then, the first rapper to be called is!" With a long tone, Jin Zhenbiao held up his glasses and chose one from the tickets that were spread on the table.

"Western Export player!" He clapped and announced the result: "Please come on stage."

Amid the cheers and applauses of the crowd, a man wearing a white hat jumped onto the stage in three steps. He opened his mouth and smiled. Although his teeth were not very good, he still looked very sunny.

"Western Export Player," Jin Zhenbiao conducted a routine interview: "You are the first to be drawn. Is this good for you?"

"Yes." Xixia nodded: "It makes me happy that this will allow me to choose the opponent I want."

"Then don't have to think about it. I've already thought about the rapper I want to choose in my mind, right?" Jin Zhenbiao confirmed with a smile.

"I had already thought about it during the second round of selection." Xixiao nodded and blurted out as he glanced at the audience.

Almost everyone he saw lowered his head as if he was avoiding it, praying silently in his heart that he would not choose himself. After all, the freesty1e free rap at Xikou is really not a joke.

"It's not me, right?" Jin Minshuo's heart sank. Think about it carefully. During the second round of selection, his performance was indeed a bit arrogant. Maybe something was missing from this Western Export player?

He stood quietly in his mouth and even smiled when he looked over at the west exit.

Xikou was obviously stunned for a moment, and even the explanation was delayed for a second before saying it: "From the second round of the game," he curled his lips and shook his head, looking disdainful: "He shouldn't be here."

That's not me, Kim Minshuo calmed down.

"Wow," Jin Zhenbiao and the contestants in the audience exclaimed together: "If you are named like this, you will be more unhappy than before, right?"

"Please say his name!"

"Xu Renchang," Xixiao smiled embarrassedly and said, "Get out!"

A man with black sunglasses standing in front of Kim Minshuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, put his hands on his hips and walked out of the queue.

"Ai Yigu," Looking at Xixiao and Xu Renchang standing beside him, host Jin Zhenbiao was obviously embarrassed: "Xu Renchangxi, come here with me."

Xu Renchang twisted his body shyly, causing Jin Minshuo to frown in disgust.

"If you shouldn't come here, I don't know how the West Exit expresses it?"

"Yes, why do you think of me like this?" Xu Renchang also came over with wonder.

He looked at Xu Renchang who was looking at him and asked with some sarcasm: "I don't know if you remember it. The 30-second sensation of the fun of the first sensation was really good!"

"I didn't sing rap!" Seeing the contestants reacting and whispering to the ear canals, West exit explained.

"So, please rest at the airport."

Feeling that the gunpowder between the two became heavier and heavier, Jin Zhenbiao decisively ended the interview.

Kim Minshuo watched the two of them leave the hall one by one, and touched their chin and laughed.
Chapter completed!