Xiu Ma is the entire loser class, you call this a class teacher?
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The microphone was passed to Lu Ze.

Immediately after, the beat of the accompaniment also changed.

The two of them had also discussed before the game about choosing each other's accompaniment.

The song that Wu Weizhe had chosen for Lu Ze was a very niche accompaniment, and it was one that rarely appeared in freestyle battles.

It seemed that this child had a strong desire to win.

However, beating wasn't difficult for Lu Ze.

He had too many weapons.

On the one hand, in his previous life, he liked to rap.

The music player app's playlists were all filled with hip-hop songs.

On the other hand, rebirth and the system gave him a huge advantage.

Having seen countless famous battle scenes, his understanding and control of the rhythm of battle were not bad.

Moreover, Wu Weizhe was his student.

Fighting with him was just teaching.

Naturally, the system also gave him the ability to rap for teaching.

From the looks of it, Wu Weizhe was really a little miserable.

Why are you competing with a cheater?

To hell with his rap dream?

The accompaniment started and the drums started.

Holding the microphone, Lu Ze stared at Wu Weizhe and started to counterattack.

"What's wrong with me wearing a vest to class? Didn't you wash the lump on your head?”

"You said you like to rap? So what if you flick your tongue faster?"

"Actually, you don't even know how to rap. Rap isn't about wearing big pants and keeping long hair!”

The students below the stands instantly jumped up from the ground.

The moment Lu Ze spoke, it completely overturned their understanding of teachers.

They stood below the stage and listened to Lu Ze's precise counterattack against Wu Weizhe's words, actions, and clothing.

While they cheered, they were also secretly regretful.

Why? I've never met such a teacher.

The atmosphere was very lively, largely due to Lu Ze's identity.

But then, a fast-talking freestyle from Lu Ze blew the entire place up.

It made Wu Weizhe and all the students present feel his terrifying ability to improvise.

Lu Ze said.

"Just now, your flow was very flat and the lyrics were not nutritious. Now, I'll help you check your rhyme to see if you're good at it.”

There was a sudden pause, and everyone was stunned.

Immediately after, Lu Ze's perfect timing was followed by a freestyle lyric.

"No way, no way. Is a single bet considered a bet?”

"Ignore him, ignore him, little player in the rap circle.”

"Don't say that you love rap every day. You just learned some old tricks.”

"Why do you have to dress up like a flower? You're actually wearing a beggar's outfit.”

He continued to accelerate.

"I didn't even have the time to exert my strength when I saw the gap.”

"There's no need to suppress it and help you ruin this flower season.”

"I might get worse if I resist the pressure.”

"I'm a teacher and you can only learn in secret.”

"Learn to find the gap, reduce the pressure, and admit that you are just a small episode.”

"In the future, practice more and be less mischievous. In front of me, you're still a few levels lower.”

“over!!! Here you go!"

Amidst the crazy cheers, Lu Ze completed this solo rap show.

The moment Lu Ze spoke the second freestyle.

Wu Weizhe knew that he had already lost.

In terms of lyrics and technique, he was almost powerless in front of this performance.

So, after taking the microphone, he shook his head helplessly.

This was a field that he had always been proud of.

Especially freestyle. In the past few years, whenever he had time, he would lock himself in his room to practice.

Combining various accompaniment and connecting various rhymes.

Moreover, he had also secretly participated in many freestyle battles in the city and province, and had also obtained a good ranking.

But today, in just a few minutes, he was almost instantly killed by this new teacher who didn't seem to have any hip-hop style.

This made him feel helpless, but at the same time, he also felt a little admiration.

Although he was a little rebellious, he had always respected those who were stronger than him.

Wu Weizhe extended his right hand toward Lu Ze.

He said with a magnanimous smile. "I've lost, Teacher Lu. I'll fulfill the bet.”

Lu Ze smiled and took out a box from behind him.

"Here's a gift for you. You did well.”

"If you really like it, then do it.”

"It can affect your studies, but don't affect others.”

Wu Weizhe took the box. The packaging showed that it contained an earpiece.

Her eyes suddenly became a little moist.

The feeling of being acknowledged was quite good.

Lu Ze thought for a while and asked Wu Weizhe, who was carefully looking at the earphone box.

"There's a campus art competition, the singing group.”

"Are you interested in participating?"

No way, no way, there's actually no flower? Please, please, hurry up and smash the tickets!

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