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Chapter 383 Fishing Net and Big Fish (Part )
"No, no, no, wait, wait! Stop the music!"

After hearing Lil Yachty's instructions, his regular DJ Anthony Somebody rubbed the turntable twice and stopped the previous song "Shoot Out the Roof". The crowded Las Vegas festival venue was suddenly enveloped in the noise of disappointment.

"Fifty thousand people, how the hell do you stay so quiet?"

Lil Yachty took off his white Balenciaga jacket, threw it aside, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, frowned, and shouted loudly to the audience. This is a common way for musicians to stir up the atmosphere on the dance floor during live performances. It’s cliché, but it works. Not willing to be labeled dull, the audience raised the decibel level of their cheers and enveloped Lil Yachty, who was standing at the front of the center stage with one foot on the monitor, surrounded by waves of sound.

"Oh my god, it seems you guys really don't know how to have fun, really. Charlotte is much better than you."

Lil Yachty took off his monitoring earphones, pointed to his right ear, and curled his lips in disdain. Having already embarked on his first North American tour, he quickly accumulated a wealth of experience after 17 sold-out performances. He knows how to tease and control the audience, and adjust their emotions to the extent that is most beneficial to his performance.

Unsurprisingly, the understatement once again sparked an enthusiastic response from the dance floor. This time, the speakers under Lil Yachty's feet and the searchlights densely arranged in front of him trembled slightly with the sound waves.

"Finally feeling some decent vibes. Yo, yo, yo! What's up Las Vegas! Introducing it again, It's your boy Lil Boat in the house!"

"Listen, I know you've all been waiting for this moment - one last song, and we've prepared something special for you. We're lighting this fire you've been waiting for, with a song that each of you can sing Explosive song.”

"I'm talking about 'Broccoli'! Yes, baby, you heard that right. That song that's played everywhere and everyone dances to the beat like crazy. I'm going to make that the song I give you guys tonight Last song, but listen, I'm not here to talk to myself on stage. No, no, no! I need my squad, I need my fam right here with me, feeling the energy, catching the vibe!”

"Hey, little girl, would you like to be the sunshine that nourishes me?
Bro, touch my gang and I promise to kill them all like Columbine.

In terms of lyrical content and depth, lackluster is the best review that "Broccoli" can receive. You can never run out of girls, you can never run out of money to show off, this is the thin theme that Lil Yachty chose to interpret with this trap. The references to outdated old memes such as Columbine, Fifty Shades of Gray and Hawke-Hawken are even more embarrassing and give rise to goosebumps.

However, superficial writing and empty plots cannot prevent the "Twilight" series of novels from selling 1.6 million copies worldwide. Whether a work is popular or not depends not on its artistic value, but on the emotional value it can provide to the general public. From this point alone, "Broccoli" does have its merits.

Those annoying shit will never be able to restrain me. "

Every beat, every hi-hat, every rhyme, every melody is like a laser weapon attacking the listener's dopamine receptors with precision. The cheerful piano chords, playful flute solo, and bass drum controlled at the critical point of distortion make it an impeccable nightclub theme song.

Compared with Kendrick Lamar, who just finished his performance yesterday, if the other person is Shakespeare, then Lil Yachty can at best be regarded as Stephenie Meyer, who wrote "Twilight".

Amidst the deafening screams, DRAM, a reggaeton with dreadlocks, trotted out from the left channel of the stage. With simple and sharp piano accompaniment, he sang the most exciting hip-hop single "Broccoli" in recent times. An unforgettable intro.

The reward for a performance turned into the glamorous clothes my mother wore.

"Let's do this fam! Let's welcome - DRAM!"

For a vacation, book the entire Bahamas.

It’s so cool to have ten mobile phones with me, I’ll never leave home…”

I just ran to Rodeo Drive and spent about the same amount of money.

"Great! Great! Let's turn this place into a pure carnival, a celebration of life. Let's sing the melody of 'Broccoli' like it's our national anthem!"

Amidst the wave of cheers that hit his face like a tsunami, Lil Yachty opened his arms like a proud hip-hop prince and closed his eyes to enjoy the fame, wealth and glory that belonged to him.

"I will never tell you what I am going to do next.

"Ayeeeee!"

With a total price of $30,000, I definitely don’t hold back when it comes to dressing up.

This diamond necklace around my neck has been multiplied by ten thousand yuan three times.

"So if you feel the love I'm sending you tonight, if you're ready for an apocalyptic orgy, I need you to scream right now!"

"Mad City, 1, 2, 3, let's go!"

The deliberately elongated 808 drums blasted loudly on the dance floor. Lil Yachty stepped on the rhythm and poured out a whole bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Just like the "spinach" mentioned repeatedly in the lyrics and song title, the biggest effect of "Broccoli" is to make people quickly addicted to the mindless pleasure that does not require thinking. This week's 2050 million streams, 44000 digital single sales, and 8540 million radio listeners in North America are the best proof of Lil Yachty and DRAM's keen sense of pop rap, and the audience felt like they were reading a book. The main reason to repeat the chorus.

“In the middle of the dance floor, bitches, give me some space.

Sitting in the corner, I rolled up the broccoli.

All she wanted to do was suck on the good stuff in my hand.

Whisper in my ear, leave here with me tonight.

As I said before, I think it's very easy to pick up these girls. As I said before, I can make them all slippery.

I'm a big dirty dog ​​and I don't care if my deeds are despicable..."

When the most played hip-hop singles in major hip-hop clubs and college fraternities played live in Mad City in the fall of 2016, Han Music’s popular rapper Lil Yachty enjoyed the supreme treatment of people worshiping him.

And he was just the opening guest on the second performance day of this world-class music festival.

"I have to say, very luxurious, Mr. Han."

"what you mean?"

Han Yi, who was standing in front of the bar in the booth area and enjoying the show, turned his head and looked at the man standing side by side with him.

A pure white ankle-length undershirt Thawb, coupled with a red and white plaid turban Bint al Bakkar, you can tell from this highly recognizable outfit alone that he is the Saudi Arabian who arrived in Las Vegas yesterday. Minister Turki Al-Sheikh.

"This music festival and its artist lineup." Turki raised his arm and waved it in a half circle in front of him. "My staff just introduced me to today's lineup. They told me that even the first A stage artist who is currently very famous in the United States.”

"Then I must agree with your men, Mr. Al-Sheikh."

The person who answered the call was not Han Yi, but Dr. Dre who was standing on the left side of Han Yi. Since the preliminary agreement with Han Yi to serve as the CEO of Han Music Group was reached yesterday, the West Coast hip-hop legend has been staying at the side of the Chinese billionaire and working with him to receive important guests attending the music festival. Turki Al-Sheikh, who can mobilize tens of billions of dollars in state funds just by talking and laughing, is the VVIP at the top of the list.

"I admire this young man, he is a man who does big things and what you see now is just a glimpse of the great things he will achieve in the future."

"You think so highly of him?"

"We hand-picked him, which means something, at least in the field of hip-hop." Dr. Dre spread his hands and smiled heartily, "I may not know much, but I do know the music industry." Lil Yachty's signing has nothing to do with Andre himself, but since the CEO of the Temple label is his younger brother Snoop Dogg, it doesn't hurt to exaggerate it in front of outsiders. More importantly, Han Yi would even hope that he would say this, because in this way, the close cooperative relationship between the two would be confirmed in the eyes of Turki and other important guests.

"He is my best scout." Han Yi's reaction was just as Dr. Dre expected. He patted the latter's shoulder and said, "He is also my best coach."

"Tbarkallah," Turki responded with a smile in his most Arab way, "nothing pleases me more than to see two partners working together so intimately that it makes me excited about our great plans, It deepened my confidence.”

"I didn't expect that your confidence could continue to grow." Hearing Turki's words, Dr. Dre raised his eyebrows in surprise and raised his eyebrows, which were so sparse that they were almost invisible. "I thought it had reached its peak five minutes ago. ”

"Five minutes ago?"

"Yeah, I'm not bragging..." Dr. Dre gave a thumbs up, then pointed back, "But you just met Eminem and 50 Cent, two of the most important names in the hip-hop world, and you also heard They are very interested in our next series of cooperation projects.”

Following the direction pointed by Dr. Dre, Turki looked up. On the booth specially reserved by Han Yi, Eminem was sitting upright in the center, wearing a trademark Kangol black twill military cap. With his hands folded on his chest and his face expressionless, he seemed to be quite resistant to the Trap music that was blasting in the venue at this moment.

As for 50 Cent next to him, he looks much more relaxed. Wearing a white Ralph Lauren Polo T-shirt, with a gold chain hanging around his neck more eye-catching than the diamond-encrusted Rolex on his hand, the tough rap guy clutched a bottle of beer and looked different. Pour it into your mouth, chat with Carla Lewis, and sway your body to the rhythm of the 808 drums.

"Of course." Turki looked back, took a deep breath, stretched his shoulders, and nodded. "There is no doubt that they will be the best headline guests for our event."

"But you don't seem that satisfied."

"I'm very satisfied, Mr. Yang."

"But you don't look like that." Dr. Dre rubbed his chin, "You want to meet a greater artist, a greater musician."

"Only a few people can say such things in front of Eminem." Turki Al-Sheikh, who noticed what Dr. Dre was brewing, continued following the other person's words with great interest.

"Yes, a few, but not none."

Dr. Dre shook his finger and glanced at Han Yi, who also had a mysterious smile, before continuing.

“Our upcoming collaboration requires the most famous name on the planet, perhaps in the entire galaxy. That’s why we’ve gone to great lengths to bring you an undisputed monument in the history of popular music. "

"He is a member of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, the world tour box office record holder, and the frontman of the band ranked fourth among Rolling Stone magazine's '100 Greatest Artists of All Time.'"

"Mr. Al-Sheikh, if you turn around now, you will see that he is coming towards us."

"He goes by this bizarre, weird name of"

"Mick Jagger."

(End of this chapter)