I desperately want to win on the peninsula

Soon, there was a knock on the door of the waiting room. Park Jae-beom got up and went out to meet with the staff outside. After exchanging pleasantries, he returned to the waiting room.

His gaze fell on Lin Qianqiao, filled with anticipation, and he waved to him, saying, "Kyo, get ready, we've got the second attack."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the waiting room turned their attention to Lin Qianqiao. He easily got up and walked to Park Jae-beom's side, showing no stage fright: "I'll try to finish this quickly."

"Hahaha, it's up to you now." Park Jae-beom patted Lin Qianqiao on the shoulder, giving her a look that said, "I'm leaving everything to you," full of trust.

"How about I make you a cup of hot wine?" LOCO, who probably had a couple of years of schooling, came up with a reference to a famous Chinese story and said with a smile, "Consider it a celebration for your success."

"Um……"

Lin Qianqiao rested her chin on her hand, pretending to think, then nodded. "Sure, it should still be warm when I get back."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Go for it!" Zhou Xian shouted, only now realizing what was happening.

"OK~" Lin Qianqiao made a gesture and then walked out of the waiting room.

The waiting room door closed immediately, and Jay Park sat back down comfortably. LOCO, sitting next to him, looked relaxed and laid-back.

The Ment TV station wasn't very big, after all, it was just a place specifically for recording variety shows. Lin Qianqiao had been there many times before, so she knew the way well, and with the help of staff, she was able to find her way.

Before long, they arrived backstage. Seeing Basick already dressed and ready to go, Lin Qianqiao nodded when he looked over.

"Kyo, please wait a moment, it will be your turn on stage soon."

"Should we all enter at the same time?" Lin Qianqiao nodded.

"Yes, the other contestant will wait backstage to watch. After his performance, you can go on stage directly, which will also make the audience's impression before and after the performance less noticeable," the staff member added.

"Understood, Kamsanmida." Lin Qianqiao thanked him, then saw Basick approaching and looked somewhat puzzled.

"To be honest, I'm not very confident facing you." Basick walked over to Lin Qianqiao from the other side, shrugged, and said with a smile, "But I think I'll win."

"After all, you've carried a lot on your shoulders." Lin Qianqiao said noncommittally, making a light-hearted joke.

"Haha, right?" Basick understood what he meant, and a friendly smile appeared on his face. He didn't feel offended at all.

After all, it was an open secret, and he felt there was nothing wrong with fighting for his family.

On the contrary, he found Lin Qianqiao to be quite interesting, not as difficult to get along with as he had imagined.

"It's your turn to perform. I'll be there in a bit." Lin Qianqiao saw the staff walking towards them, gestured with his lips, indicating that it was time for him to go on stage.

Basick glanced at the staff, then turned back to Lin Qianqiao, grinning mischievously, "Then I'll go up on stage and take all the tickets."

"Whatever... It's best if you have the ability."

Lin Qianqiao pouted, while Basick laughed heartily and waved his hand, "Making a living is too hard. I'm a rapper who's really short on money, I won't leave you a single cent, hahaha!"

"Enough with the rambling, let's get on with the performance."

Lin Qianqiao glanced at Basick and the staff as they went on stage, not really paying attention.

In reality, both of them knew that this was not the final stage, and whoever won or lost would not affect their elimination; it was just a rehearsal.

The elimination process in the winners' bracket will be in another group, which is crucial. Lin Qianqiao and Basick are more focused on creating opportunities for the other group to advance.

The performance had already begun, and the music could be heard even backstage. The melody of the accompaniment slowly reached the ears of everyone backstage, and then the rap vocals began.

But less than ten seconds later, Lin Qianqiao frowned. This guy was just talking big, it was really worrying.

Basick made a mistake, forgot his lyrics...

However, the experienced Basick quickly found a solution: he continued using the original backing track while dodging the microphone, and readjusted his approach at a turning point in a measure.

This time, he rapped at full power without any worries, and the cheers from the audience followed. No one even noticed the small mistake and probably thought it was part of the stage design.

Meanwhile, in the AOMG waiting room, Jay Park and LOCO laughed heartily after seeing the mistake, and their extensive stage experience made it immediately obvious.

The other two members were a bit confused. They both thought Basick's performance was really great; his tone and flow were spot-on, and he delivered a full-power rap performance.

Lin Qianqiao is probably in danger right now, so how can the mentor still be laughing?

Jay Park and LOCO could naturally see the teammate's confusion, but they just smiled and didn't explain.

After Basick's performance ended, Jin Zhenbiao rambled on for a while...

"Look, Kyo's on."

"Here it comes!"

Switching to the audience seats, the audience is still immersed in Basick's performance. The stage during the performance is like a carnival in a small music festival. Just by participating, you can have a great experience. The right to vote makes people feel very involved.

The whole process was quite enjoyable, and the audience below the stage really enjoyed it, including Park Mi-young. She wasn't interested in hip-hop at first, but when she was scrolling through her phone, she saw Lin Qianqiao's stunning good looks and was immediately attracted, which made her interested in him.

Later, while collecting information about him, I learned that Lin Qianqiao was an idol. This is not surprising, because good-looking people are either idols or in the process of debuting.

Knowing that he was participating in a hip-hop program, Park Mi-young, who considered herself a fan, naturally watched the program.

Later, when I saw that SMTM was selecting audience members for the performance, Park Mi-young casually filled out the form and submitted it. Unexpectedly, she was selected immediately. I think she was very lucky. It must be because fans follow their idols that she had this luck!

That's why she was there today. After watching the previous performances, she really felt the difference between the atmosphere of a live performance and that of a video – they were completely different.

If Lin Qianqiao's performance hadn't been delayed, she would have almost voted for Basick.

However, Park Mi-young felt she was right, because Lim Gon-chiao would definitely not disappoint. She glanced around at the audience, most of whom were holding voting machines, but none of them pressed the button.

Knowing that many people shared the same thoughts as her, Park Mi-young grinned and nodded in satisfaction.

Just as she was thinking this, the stage lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a few scattered lights shining on the entrance, and the murmurs from the audience below instantly ceased—

Their gazes were drawn to the faint light on the stage, and at the same time, a figure slowly walked out, his face indistinct.

Its tall and imposing figure is impressive just to look at, and then the accompaniment begins... The moment the powerful 808 drumbeats start, the large projection screen behind it lights up.

The entire stage was painted a large area of ​​red, like a burst of flames.

The audience gasped in surprise at the change on stage, all eyes fixed on the blurry figure.

The suspense wouldn't last long. As the beat entered a certain section, sharp-eared viewers could hear a faint gasp, followed immediately by a burst of exhilarating rhythmic energy from the stage's sound system—

History books starting from the 90s

A style that is innate and unique

Who the f**k is me

It's on the rise every day.

Gentle at all times

Every day is playtime

Stepping to the beat in the studio

Madison Square awaited my entrance.

After working for a period of time

One pop, two pop, will captivate the MC.

Replace all of these with new ones, just like me.

The director knew exactly what the audience wanted. The camera zoomed in, and Lin Qianqiao caught it immediately. He pulled down the hood that was covering his face, revealing his entire face. His superior looks were on full display, and he stared at the camera with a cold and sharp gaze as he rapped. Stage fright was not an issue for him.

When the audience saw this, their hearts skipped a beat. He then slowly walked forward towards the edge of the stage. After the audience realized what was happening, they frantically stretched out their hands, eager to give him a high-five.

"Mo! Kyo!!!"

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Aaaaaaah!"

A series of exaggerated and intense screams erupted throughout the venue.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xian, who was in the AOMG waiting room, saw Lin Qianqiao in this state and clapped his hands excitedly. He stood up as if he were honored and spun and jumped to celebrate!

The Earthlings sitting in the corner were dumbfounded. They had thought he would be outstanding, as they could feel it when they were on the same team, but when this stage appeared, they couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock.

During the previous team competition, he must have held back and never used his full strength against the YG players. Should I say... he's really too gentle?

Meanwhile, the other waiting rooms were all taken aback by Lin Qianqiao's all-out attack. Each team had a champion contender who considered themselves evenly matched and were confident in their ability to compete, but seeing this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive...

Song Minho watched the live broadcast silently on TV. Zico patted him on the shoulder and said, "His performance was temporary. He didn't show that kind of energy after that."

"I hope so..." Song Minho turned to look at Zico, neither confirming nor denying his words, shrugged, and smiled easily, looking quite relaxed.

Backstage, Basick gave a wry smile, knowing that even without making a mistake, it would be difficult. Fortunately, this was just a rehearsal. Thinking of this, he sighed silently.

Then he looked up at the backstage barrier, as if trying to see through it to watch the performance. He could hear the enthusiastic cheers all around him, wave after wave, without stopping...

Back on stage, Lin Qianqiao ignored the audience's attempts to touch him and made no attempt to interact. He squatted at the edge of the stage, holding the microphone and performing, coldly observing their frenzied behavior.

A group of backup dancers appeared on stage, following closely behind him, surrounding his performance like guards.

Memories of repeated reflection

A full wine glass

4, 5 and 6 cups

Clothing Maker

yall be wish for ye

Now no matter where you go

All streets are blocked

Those rappers who put on airs

Your weapons are insufficient.

na be killin

I'm so young and I'm already tired of hip hop.

The villian that washes your ears

K to the o

All matches Killin

As soon as he finished speaking, the backup dancers ran their thumbs across their chests, making a "KILL" gesture.

The audience below the stage all understood what this meant, and they let out screams one after another.

The accompaniment suddenly shifted, and the stage lights crisscrossed, shining on him like a birdcage, making him appear trapped inside.

He then scanned the audience below the stage with great interest, and after a moment of observation, he raised the microphone to his lips with satisfaction:

"Come on, let's make a bet."

Everyone bet on me all in

Give me all the money

Towards My Future

All that's left is

They are clearly falling.

Go check that out quickly.

talkative people

拜託

Shut up

Shut up

Shut up...

The incessant murmurs were like a demon rushing into heaven, the gentle voice caressing everyone's eardrums, constantly tempting each listener, while the audience below looked at his handsome face on the stage.

They all felt that the image of the devil was completely different from their own, and that it wouldn't hurt to get a little closer to him. They kept reassuring themselves, reaching out their longing hands, trying to get a faint and brief interaction...

Everyone seemed to be stirred by a sense of longing, their gazes involuntarily fixed on him. Park Mi-young's eyes met his for less than two seconds, and she trembled slightly, inexplicably getting goosebumps all over her body...

As the last note faded, the stage paused for a moment.

The light quickly returned to normal, and the atmosphere became peaceful again.

Lin Qianqiao also resumed his usual friendly smile, giving a high-five to the audience, as if he hadn't just been the one performing on stage.

Seeing Xue'e looking somewhat dazed, Lin Qianqiao seemed to sense a different meaning in her eyes and extended his fist to bump fists.

After staring at each other for a long time, she suddenly raised her little pink fist and punched him hard.

Perhaps feeling it had exerted too much force, it inexplicably broke into a smile, revealing tiny white teeth, making it look just like a Slowpoke.

Finding it somewhat amusing, Lin Qianqiao shifted her gaze to EXY and Ren Changjun beside her, and they both bumped fists.

"Your stage is amazing, Takumi Inui." EXY punched him, the "bang" perhaps symbolizing their friendship.

"Brother, you're awesome." Ren Changjun gave a thumbs up after the fist bump.

"So-so..."

After Lin Qianqiao stood in the center of the stage again, the host Jin Zhenbiao appeared on stage, smiling broadly as he looked at the audience, with the camera pointed directly at him.

Next, another contestant, Basick, took the stage. After standing still, he smiled at Lin Qianqiao.

I don't know if this guy is just naturally cheerful or if it's from working for so long... but as long as it's not a stage performance, he habitually smiles at everyone he sees in the audience.

Out of politeness, Lin Qianqiao glanced at Basick and nodded slightly.

Once everyone was present, the host, Jin Zhenbiao, placed the microphone to his mouth with his right hand, glanced at the script in his left hand, and then reminded the audience in his deep voice that it was time to exercise their rights.

"Yo, Robben, the two contestants' wonderful performances have ended, and there are 15 seconds left before voting."

"Please vote now!"

Upon hearing this, the audience suddenly realized what was going on and picked up the voting machines to cast their votes. Discussions and whispers filled the air as most of the votes were cast in the blink of an eye.

Fifteen seconds passed in the blink of an eye...

Once the voting period begins...

Jin Zhenbiao's gaze settled.

He then raised the microphone he was holding and announced: "The final result is—"