"Hey, where's that rapper from your Dongwu?
Brother Xiaosu, I'm almost falling asleep. I need to beat him once with freestyle."
Seeing the atmosphere getting a bit tense, Su Yue quickly changed the topic.
"He's in the Wet Realm, when he comes back next time, you guys can chat more about singing, dancing, and basketball. Just rapping is a bit dull.
By the way, you can also eat big bowls of wide noodles together."
Feng Jiajia gave a half-smile.
Su Yue shook his head, looking rather wistful.
It's obvious, in Dongwu, our rap crew isn't that popular.
When the chance comes, I have to dunk on you guys.
...
The conference begins!
Mu Cheng and the others, as guests from another school, sat in the front row of the VIP seats, very close to the Grandmaster.
