don't call me singer

Chapter 320 I'm a bad boy! (222 added for Chengqi)

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the audience, fans who were either black or white, shouted loudly.

Several people on the stage were fat and thin, ugly and handsome. Fu Wenyao stood in the middle holding a guitar and wearing a red baseball cap on his head.

If there was no Gu Xiaobai, Fu Wenyao would probably be a strong contender for Dongyuan University's school grass. Standing in the middle of the stage at this time, he was dressed casually, with a ruffian appearance, which was completely different from his usual sunny image. But many little girls in the audience bumped their chests like deer.

"So handsome!"

"Brother Yao, I want to help you give birth to a monkey!"

"Capuchin monkeys, blue monkeys, night monkeys, monk-faced monkeys, spider monkeys... Brother Yao, which one do you speak!"

The slogans for support are indeed different in the places where the top students gather...

Fu Wenyao on the stage could hardly hold back his laughter.

Fortunately, at this moment, the black bear spirit drummer slammed on the kick drum like a convulsion.

Then boom, boom, bass, guitar, and drums sounded.

It makes people want to shake their heads desperately after listening to it.

So dry!good metal!So wild!

What music is this?Is this a song about youth and teenagers?

On the big screen behind them, the name of the song was played.

"Bad boy"!
In the next second, the handwriting dissipated, and the wild light, dry!

Listening to the wild rhythm, Fu Wenyao leaned forward and shouted loudly: "Come wit it now! (Come now!) (Note)"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the few people behind him roared like ferocious beasts.

Fu Wenyao continued to shout: "Come wit it now!"

"Ooooooooooooooo!"

Go the other way: "Come wit it now!"

Behind him, distorted, almost noise-like drums, bass and guitar, repeated wildly, non-stop.

Fu Wenyao twisted his body desperately on the stage, the tie on his chest fluttered like a gust of wind.

After eight bars, the rap roared like a beast roaring:
"Top order, middle order and order / I am the invincible king!
Mobile computer game console/I save the world and save you!

Come wit it now! "

He raised his left hand and pointed to the audience. The booming riff made people's blood boil.

Under the stage, the judges let out a "wow" and exclaimed.

I go, rap metal!
A child under the age of 20 actually played this!
Awesome!
Beside Fu Wenyao, the bass player, the rhythm guitarist and him stood in a row. The three of them twisted their bodies synchronously. Their dancing postures were weird but powerful. Because of their uniformity, they had a unique aesthetic feeling.

After singing the previous two lines, Fu Wenyao suddenly pulled his baseball cap and tilted it to the left.

"Baseball caps are worn on the left,
A never-lit cigarette,

The book says smoking is bad for your health,
But I'm going to be cool, Mom!
ha, i'm a bad boy bad boy! "

The three of them patrolled in three directions, plucking the strings vigorously, allowing the bass and guitar in their hands to overtone naturally, and then made a smoke explosion with their left hand, making a "boom" sound from their mouths, raised their heads, and looked at the stage with disdain. Down.

The appearance of a proud and rebellious boy.

Doing this kind of rebellious action, and singing about mother in the lyrics, people can't help but laugh.

But the riff of this song makes people unable to laugh at all.

It's too oppressive!

So strong!

It's almost out of breath.

There were screams from the audience, one after another.

The crowd stood up involuntarily, as if the tide was rolling.

On the stage, Fu Wenyao twisted his body on the stage like a big horse monkey:

"ha, i'm a bad boy bad boy!" (I'm a bad boy bad boy!)

"aha! i'm a bad boy!" (I'm a bad boy!)
"bad bad boy!!!!" (very bad bad boy!)

The interlude played, metal music so dry that it hurts the ears, shaking the eardrums and beating the heart.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The black bear drummer's drum stick and tie flew together, twisting and turning like a fire on his buttocks.

The three people in front of the stage let go of the instruments in their hands, trembling their bodies on the stage, dancing the shock dance.

Their bodies trembled as if they were electrified, and the movements of the three were still in unison.

Under the stage, a group of judges and the audience were shocked and speechless.

On the one hand, they couldn't help but smile knowingly when the lyrics were sung.

On the one hand, I was shocked by the strength shown by this band!
This conflicted feeling, this manic feeling.

This is youth, it is hormones!

A cool middle school boy!
Bad boy's youth!

Suddenly, the three people dancing on the stage suddenly straightened their ties, puffed up their chests, raised their heads, and their muscles tightened their shirts.

"Aw~" This action is too provocative, the mature and immature boy is pretending to be mature and seductive, and it makes people itch.

The girls in the audience almost jumped onto the stage one by one.

Then Fu Wenyao grabbed the baseball cap on his head, flicked it casually, and the baseball cap flew off the stage.

The red baseball cap is spinning and flying in the air.

The next paragraph begins!
The fingers are like phantoms, playing messy chords.

"Football Basketball Table Tennis / I am NO.1 in the field
Guitar Bass Drums / Don't Play Musical Instruments With Me
Come wit it now! "

Under the roar, the three people let go of the instruments in their hands again:

"Tattoo stickers dreadlocks

ripped jeans

please give me 300 yuan for tutoring, mom

Actually, I'm going to learn hip-hop
ha, i'm a bad boy bad boy! "

The three of Fu Wenyao shook their heads, slapped their legs, and lifted their legs along with the music.

It seems to be shaking the dreadlocks that don't exist, stroking the holes in the jeans and dancing.

The tall and muscular young man wore straight trousers, and the movement of lifting his legs caused the girls below to scream again.

That ruffian look is so seductive, if it is possible to give birth to monkeys, it is estimated that even orangutans will be born.

Let alone the girls present, even the boys will be beaten.

"I'm going... Is this a heavy metal boy group?" Several mentors were dumbfounded, let alone them, Fu Han had only heard their recordings, and did not expect them to perform like this on stage!

Top-notch metal arrangement, idol appearance, childish lyrics, flamboyant dance...

"How do I feel like I saw Justin Timberlake... This kid is definitely a future Uranus superstar!"

"First time I've ever seen someone sing rap metal like this... AWESOME! AWESOME!"

"This is visual kei rock! Absolute visual kei!"

Fu Wenyao was still yelling on the stage:

"Ha, I'm a bad boy bad boy!"

"Aha! I'm a bad boy!"

"bad bad boy!!!!"

Under the stage, everyone desperately waved their hands, shook their heads, and shouted desperately:
"Bad bad boy! Bad bad boy!"

Suddenly, the three people on the stage turned around abruptly, facing the stage sideways, bowed their waists, and played the piano desperately, as if they had been punched in the abdomen.

Bass and guitar got dry again.

"Riding a shared bicycle at a high speed / Chasing a bus should also be cool

Backflips, front rolls/handstands - [-] degrees below zero

Come wit it now! "

Fu Wenyao flicked the guitar in his hand and turned it over with one hand.

Amid the screams from the audience, he turned over and stood up:

"You can't forget your grace even if you shiver in the cold
The girl I like is watching me play cool
Boys need to be enlightened, Mom
Otherwise, I will be alone all my life

ha, i'm a bad boy bad boy! "

When he sang to the loneliness of his life, he pointed his finger at the audience. The screams of men and women in the audience seemed like the orangutan army had already counterattacked humans.

After singing this passage, the wild riff and roaring rap suddenly stopped.

Fu Wenyao opened his hands, stood in the center of the stage, and his high-pitched singing sounded:
"I want to run away . (I want to run away from home)
I want to be a bad boy. (I want to be a bad boy)

I am handsome guy on this street. (I am the most handsome guy on this street)
I am the black without white! (I'm black and don't need white/white or black!)"

He flicked his head: "we are the black without white!"

We are black and white!
(Note: For the sake of pronunciation and syllables, there will be misuse, conjunctions, and slang in the lyrics. In some places, Uncle Ha is not professional, after all, English is bad.)
(End of this chapter)