However, such a result was naturally welcomed by those who were stirring up trouble.
Of course, if neither the production team nor Wu Anjun had engaged in any under-the-table dealings, then they could just directly feature "rap" in the next episode.
Anyway, Wu Anjun's previous performances hadn't included rap, so they were clearly targeting Wu Anjun's weakness.
Moreover, rap currently isn't considered presentable; Huaxia on Blue Star hasn't seen a series of online variety shows related to rap emerge yet.
Therefore, this genre of music is quite niche.
At this moment, the voting interface in The King of Singers Tribe was already filled with comments from netizens who were just there for the drama.
"Oh my, I never thought it would be rap! I previously thought it was just a gimmick created by the production team and Wu Anjun to trick the audience. Now, I suddenly feel it's real! Must watch next episode! Waiting for Wu Anjun to mess up!"
"Rap? Is that the kind of vulgar, insulting stuff I know? Is the production team not thinking straight? Aren't they afraid the live broadcast will be banned?"
"Suddenly feeling a bit sorry for Wu Anjun. This generation of netizens is a bit mean! They're actually actively trying to trip up their own idol."
"Rap is mainstream music abroad, okay! Many songs have rap parts, and there are even world-class rap competitions! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense! It's just that our Huaxia rap isn't very good and hasn't developed well, at least twenty years behind the standard of foreign rap!"
"Exactly, Huaxia's rap is already very backward. I advise Wu Anjun not to come out and make a fool of himself, disgracing the Chinese people! Do you know the God of Rap? You should first learn English rap and see how they sing!"
"Our rap circle doesn't have anyone like Wu Anjun. Don't try to leech off our rap's popularity! Stick to your pop circle. We all do improvisation, do you understand freestyle? Do you know what single, double, and triple rhymes are? If you don't understand anything, why are you doing rap! Go to bed."
Su Yu initially found the comments quite interesting, as everyone was worried about himself.
But how did the tone suddenly change later? Are these people who popped up to criticize himself all underground rap singers from Huaxia?
However, does Huaxia rap have any popularity? Does he need to leech off it?
And those constant mentions of foreign rap, why did Su Yu find them so uncomfortable?
Moreover, if Su Yu were one of these underground rap singers, he would definitely not come out to stir up trouble; he would even hope for Wu Anjun's performance to be explosive.
After all, wouldn't that boost the popularity of rap?
At that time, these underground rap singers who can't make it onto the stage would also have a different development opportunity.
It's a pity these people are too short-sighted, no wonder underground rap has never been able to develop.
However, the emergence of these people did provide Su Yu with a lot of help in choosing a song. He seemed to know what song to pick for the fifth episode!
"System Miss, I want to buy Advanced Dance Mastery!" After thinking it over, Su Yu decided to go for something drastic!
"Isn't it better to buy Top-tier Dance Mastery directly? Are you short by ninety million?" System Miss came online and retorted to Su Yu.
"Then buy Top-tier Dance Mastery!" Su Yu had a black line on his forehead, but he still directly listened to the System.
"Congratulations to the host for acquiring Top-tier Dance Mastery! After use, the side effect is 12 hours of unconsciousness. It is recommended that the host use it before sleep."
Dizzy, Su Yu finally realized now why he always slept so soundly every time he used a skill book!
It turned out there had always been side effects! It's just that the System never told him!
After spending another 20 million chinese yuan at the System to customize that rap song, and simply familiarizing himself with its melody and trying out his articulation, Su Yu honestly lay down and clicked to use the skill.
Early the next morning, Su Yu was woken up by the phone. The 12 hours of unconsciousness System mentioned was clearly not accurate; it had only been ten hours, right?
And the caller was none other than General Director Qian Jin.
Actually, when midnight arrived last night, Qian Jin wanted to call Su Yu, as the song genre was finally confirmed to be rap. He had to inform Su Yu in advance.
At least the two of them needed to communicate and see what kind of flow the next live broadcast would follow.
He didn't want it to really be like what those haters and pessimistic underground rap singers predicted, resulting in a stage failure, which would have a very negative impact.
"Teacher Su Yu, the voting results are out, and it's a rap song. Do you have anything prepared?" When Qian Jin asked this question, his heart was in his throat.
He was really afraid Su Yu would suddenly say, "Not prepared, still writing..."
The worst part was that there was a high chance of him answering like that!
After all, he had never heard of any lyricist or composer suddenly having inspiration and writing a rap song when they had nothing else to do.
However...
"The song for the next episode has already been sent to your green bubble. Find me two backup dancers with solid street dance skills. I'll be at the station tonight to start rehearsals early!"
Su Yu's reply made Qian Jin's mouth drop open. He kept saying "Ah, ah" for a long time but couldn't utter a single word.
Clearly, he was completely baffled by Su Yu's actions.
Not only was the rap song for the next episode already prepared, but Su Yu also planned to sing and dance on stage?
Oh my, what kind of mysterious move is this? The rap genre is already difficult enough, and you're adding more difficulty for yourself, aren't you?
What kind of family is this? Are you not living life anymore?!
"Director Qian? Are you listening?" Su Yu asked, a bit speechless.
"Listening! Listening! I'll go pick out dancers for you! You don't need to come directly to the station tonight; I'll rent a dance studio for you then! We need to ensure the utmost secrecy! Alright, I'm going to prepare. See you!"
After Qian Jin came back to his senses, he instantly felt like a deflated balloon filled with hydrogen.
He felt light and airy, almost floating away.
This was like being in hell one moment and then entering heaven the next, right?
This kind of emotional roller coaster in life was simply too exciting.
After hanging up the phone, Qian Jin didn't contact a dance studio or dancers. Instead, he eagerly found his earphones and listened to the rap song Su Yu sent him, whose title made his eyes light up a bit.
When the dynamic melody combined with Su Yu's incredibly fast rap vocals came through, Qian Jin became completely excited.
Although he never listened to rap and even had a slight aversion to it, Su Yu's song really subverted his impression of rap.
It was super positive, super uplifting, and it could even put those underground rap singers in their place, right?
"I can always trust Wu Anjun! Su Yu, you are my god! We've won big, we've won big!"
At this moment, Qian Jin, who had listened to the song three times, muttered to himself, each step he took felt like he was walking on cotton, light and airy.
But he still had very important things to do and no time to secretly gloat.
"By the way, what kind of backup dancers should Wu Anjun have? How about two female dancers? The kind with incredibly hot figures!"
