Standing in the team, Kim Minshuo followed the other contestants into the standby room and came to the recording hall.

Standing on the stage sparsely, looking at the five pieces of sand opposite each other, especially the one in the center, Jin Minshuo was worried.

Four groups of producers also walked in from their lounge, looking at the contestants who were like lambs to be slaughtered in different expressions.

"If you don't say much, you'll get to the point right away." As soon as you sat down, Sane couldn't wait to speak. It could be seen that he was a little excited.

"The reason why we gather here is the fourth round of knockout round." He pointed to the players on the stage with great enthusiasm: "Only four of the 28 people standing here will be eliminated."

There were 26 players who successfully advanced in the third round, which means...

"Are you still eliminated?" He found two players who were eliminated and resurrected again from the crowd. Kim Minshuo whispered in a low voice, feeling a little regretful.

Behy, this idiot, still lost the opportunity to be on the same stage with me again...

"Today's guerrilla mission, the theme is cypher (microphone relay, a group of rappers take turns to show their rap according to the rhythm, a special term for hip-hop culture)."

"Oh, we two..." Xi exit behind him poked Kim Minshuo's back and laughed in a low voice.

Kim Minshuo nodded. This situation should be the most beneficial for them who are good at improvisational rap.

"That's it, you and me are on stage..." Jin Minshuo thought to himself.

"Because today is a special task, we invited a very special producer." Sane smiled strangely, which made the contestants panic.

Who is it? They looked around with their toes, hoping to see this mysterious guest.

The door behind the hall opened with a bang, and a black man with a ponytail combed in the ground ridge and ditch walked out, showing the domineering spirit of a big brand.

Snoopdogg! Even Kim Minshuo was a little shocked! This is one of the best masters in the American hip-hop world. What can MNN do? How can he invite him to South Korea?

"Big!" All the other contestants on the stage exploded, and they covered their mouths in disbelief and shouted in surprise.

Cheers, applause, screams, laughter, and as Snoopdogg greets everyone, the scene was in a mess for a while, and it took a long time to calm down.

"First, thank you for coming to the scene of "Give Me Money". Sane, who has studied abroad, communicated with Snoopdogg in relatively less embarrassing English.

"Have you heard of this show?"

Damn it's mentally retarded, do you want him to say he has never heard of it? Kim Minshuo was silently complaining in his heart.

The appearance fee was really high, and Snoopdogg nodded with a very considerate face: "I like this show, "shomethemoney."

"Snoopdogg knows our show!" Zico exclaimed, and the contestants on the stage smiled with honor.

Seeing the excitement of the Koreans as excited as they were injected with chicken blood, Kim Minshuo was really unable to complain about this extremely arrogant nation and country.

"How do you want to see the contestants perform through today's characters?" Hearing this, Kim Minshuo was excited and finally became interested. The topic finally came.

"In other words, do you pay attention to the qualities of the players?" Sane explained specifically.

"I want to see something original and hope everyone can be confident." Snoopdogg was a little more serious and put forward his own selection requirements: "I am looking for a rapper who shows his original self without modification."

"What more do you need to say? Now, with the order of "Give Me Money", the competition begins.

"Practice time? No. Rhythm selection? No. People with confidence will go on stage and pick up the microphone, and e announces the rules: "The limit time is ten minutes. If you don't sing rap within the limit time, you will be eliminated!"

Sane's words caused a stir, and the contestants picked up their heads in surprise.

"Ten minutes?" Kim Minshuo was silently estimating in his heart. According to the general rules of Korean rap, it usually takes one minute to sing 16 sentences, ten minutes to say...

At least ten people have to be eliminated? After the result, Kim Minshuo began to scan the contestants around him, and his threatening eyes made the others stand a little further silently.

The microphone was placed in front of the stage, dJ had raised his hand to signal, and the playback rhythm was immediately started. Kim Minshuo was still standing behind the crowd, and walked over quietly at the west exit.

"When are you going to sing?" he asked in a low voice.

"No hurry." Kim Minshuo replied: "I guess some of the people in front of me will rob them and let them fight as much as possible."

"Anyway, just sing a game like cypher." After looking at Xi, Kim Minshuo smiled evilly.

"Ayo, checkitout!" After the beat's own rap, innovator quickly stood in front of the microphone and snatched it and started singing.

The other contestants couldn't wait to rush towards him.

Almost in an instant, the scene became chaotic, and the other contestants began to impatiently reach out and grab the microphone from the innovator who had been singing for too long, and couldn't wait to perform their own performance.

"Oh yell! What a fierce competition, what an interesting scene!" Seeing the people fighting to squeeze into Snoopdogg, fighting for each other without hesitation, Kim Minshuo suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of malice in his heart.

"It's really like a group of wild monkeys!" I wanted to open my hands and cheer loudly on this stage, and ridicule the ridiculous bastards in front of me with the most contemptuous ridicule!

"Ai Yigu," a sigh from Xi exit interrupted Jin Minshuo's infatuated state and restored his calmness.

I am, what's wrong? Thinking about it with some fear, Kim Minshuo relived the loss of control just now, and felt a cold sweat in his body.

He tried hard to suppress negative emotions, and guessed that the time was almost over, Kim Minshuo was unwilling to delay it.

He quickly walked to the microphone that had been stopped by the producer and returned to the stage. He opened all the hands that were standing in front of him. Kim Minshuo toughly grabbed the microphone from the contestant who had not finished singing.

The Earthlings who were singing were still a little dissatisfied. Kim Minshuo turned around and his cold eyes blocked all his words in his throat.

"Are you singing rap?" Kim Minshuo turned his back to the producer, raised his hand, and swept across all the contestants with his index finger.

A trace of interest flashed in snoopdogg's eyes, and he straightened his body slightly.

"It sounds like a trot!" Kim Minshuo continued to mock and fired a big map cannon.

"Is it the rapper who jumps up and down?"

"I look like a wild monkey."

"You have no self-esteem, your level is gone.

Is this a rap competition? Or a hilarious sports meet?"

After pausing, admiring the complex feelings in the contestants' eyes, and savoring this fascinating and hatred gaze, Kim Minshuo felt as if he was about to fall into depravity again.

“I’m not targeting anyone,

I just said,

Everyone here,
Chapter completed!