Wade stopped talking, only focused on Jojo, and the bald man no longer made fun of himself.

In his eyes, Qiao Qiao's future has also been outlined, but no one can see through what he is thinking.

On the other side, TF is ready.

"Are you ready?" Hu Congming grabbed the microphone stand and raised his hand to warm up the field.

However, the group of people opposite were very cold and their expressions were basically unchanged.

Only the bald head with a bald head symbolically said, "Oh Huh!"

"Okay, Lao Huang!" Hu Congming had already gotten used to the awkward situation. He immediately raised his thumbs up to the bald head and said excitedly, "Our latest original single "Social You Brother Jian" is for our previous mentally retarded boss!"

"Yoo!!" The bald head applauded.

The man in sunglasses on the stage swung his head and pulled the bass string heavily. The sound of inferior electric bass exploded out of the speaker. The electric guitar soundtrack followed one after another. The two men in sunglasses merged into one. The soundtrack soundtrack was sticky and rough, like a kitchen that was full of flies. They successfully achieved the effect of 1+1 less than 2.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Qiao entered the drum beat, and Hu Congming shook his head together.

I have to say that Qiao Qiao's unremarkable drum beats monopolize the rare sense of order in this performance.

The prelude has begun, and the bald head of the eight-character eyebrows secretly looked at Wade. The guy's expression still has not changed much. It must be a zombie face with facial muscle problems.

The prelude came to an end, and the soundtrack gradually became excited. Hu Congming also grabbed the microphone stand and raised his hand and howled: "Wow!!! It's getting dry!!"

"Wow!" The bald man expanded his palms in front of his mouth as a trumpet.

This was not enough, Hu Congming then poked out his ear and roared: "Sharp! Scream!!!!!"

The entire rehearsal room seemed to be in a state of shiver.

This stage feel...is simply... awkward.

The staff behind looked at the super thick lips grinning, and their bodies shivered from top to the next!!

Too awkward!

Looking at Wade again, his face was still calm, but he silently took out two small white things from his pocket and stuffed them into his ears. Then he supported his arms on the chair support, his palms intertwined in front of his lower abdomen, returning to his original position.

Wade thought he had been used to this, and was not surprised, but he still underestimated the lethality of TF. At this time, he needed earplugs to reduce damage. Fortunately, he had no reason to listen to TF's singing, just observe the drummer quietly.

For Wade, he actually didn't need to listen at all. Just from the rhythm of Qiao Qiao playing drums, this is a 4/4 song with a faster rhythm. It takes about one second to go around, following the cycle of "strong and weak - strong and weak". When you hear it, you're like "dongqi-dongqi-dongqi" in your ears, it's like a monk hitting a wooden fish with twice the speed.

This is a simple rhythm that all fast songs will choose, and drummers can't even think of any tricks to play.

but……

This drummer played it very unpleasantly.

Wade's brow trembled secretly.

Not only was it unsatisfactory, this drummer was simply playing the drum with one hand. His left hand quickly flowed between the drum surfaces, and his right foot was slapped on the bass drum pedal. As for other parts of his body...

Still moving!

His body and expression were stiff like a corpse.

Wade's eyebrows were trembling, not to mention the staff behind him.

"What's wrong with that drummer... is hemiplegic? Is the right hand prosthetic?"

"Wait... Is it amazing to be able to beat this with one hand like this, right?"

"This speed is quite simple, any professional drummer should be able to practice it."

"Is this a negative performance, or is it a deliberate show-off? Mr. Wei doesn't like this."

"Well, I guess Mr. Wei will kick the stool and leave soon..."

"Isn't there two minutes left?"

"No, no... TF has two minutes to prove himself, but only one second is enough to deny them."

However, Wade's posture did not change at all, so he decided to continue listening.

Fortunately, drummer Qiao Qiao was at the back, and all three teammates performed in front of him, so he couldn't see his negative performance and could still be very excited.

The prelude ended, entered the main song, and Hu Congming, who was shaking his head and intoxicated, finally started singing.

Actually, it's more like shouting.

If Lu Jian himself was there, he would have said that this rhythm is very similar to "I Drunk by My One"-

"Society! Your Brother Lu Jian!"

"He is stupid! He talks a lot!"

"The company! It's about to go bankrupt!"

"The work! I haven't published it!"

"Singer! I keep my mouth shut!"

"Drumman! He was in tears!"

"He has no money for electricity bills! He is embarrassed to beg for food!"

"I want me to hug his thighs!!!"

Hu Congming was already excited when he sang here, and suddenly he had the urge to FreeStyle. Rock is freedom, it is unruly. The souls of the brothers are one, and they must be excited! Put down the chorus and have a real FreeStyle!

Hu Congming took off the microphone suddenly, feeling that he felt that he wanted to eat the microphone into his mouth.

The unexpectedly roar of high voices, Soul, appeared!—

"Oh!!! Big~~Legging!!!"

"Girl's!!! Big~~legs!!!"

"Beautiful!!! Big~~legs!!"

"Hairless!!! Big~~legs!!!!"

In order to roar louder, Hu Congming jumped hard.

The expressions of the staff in the back row were completely broken, just like when Lu Jian listened to Mo Xijun singing the "Internationale".

What the hell is this?? Fat Tiger won’t be like this at the concert.

Lao Huang covered his ears and explained to the person behind him: "This is TF's own "sex rock" style, which is very unique."

Unique is unique, why do you have to cover your ears? It is obviously the band you recommended!!

Old Huang glanced at Wade again, and the guy was still as calm as usual.

It’s not a bad thing that he is a knowledgeable ace, and he doesn’t panic when he hears this.

In fact, the earbuds offset most of the volume, Wade suffered very light damage, and he had been focusing on the drummer's performance and did not listen to the lyrics at all.

He noticed that although the drummer had no passion and his arms were bored like a mechanical one, the drum was just a drum, and no matter how he played it, it was a drum. As long as the rhythm was at the point and the force was strong enough, it would be fine when he was lying down.

Moreover, it is actually very difficult to play while lying down. When ordinary people perform music, they will involuntarily use body movements to perform. This is to vent their feelings and use their physical instincts to find the beat. Especially drummers, they need to shake their heads and let their bodies enter the rhythm so that they can play more accurately.

But this drummer didn't need it. Even if he only had one arm, even if he didn't move his whole body, Wade couldn't find out what he was doing.

The drummer is the one with the least passion, but also the one with the best performance.

Especially when the lead singer didn't say hello and suddenly improvised, the guitar and bassist obviously didn't react well and did not keep up with the rhythm. It took a long time to force the chords to keep up.
Chapter completed!