Chapter 20 (A loud noise in the sky, and the silly dog makes a brilliant appearance)

Because the students in Class F were not eligible to participate in the theme song MV recording, Chu Yu basically only made a brief appearance, playing the role of a background board facing the sky and releasing paper airplanes while the students in Class ABC were dancing passionately.

For Chu Yu, having fewer shots is not a bad thing. To be optimistic, it can even be considered a reward, because the lighter the task, the less pressure, and he can happily curl up in the corner like a mushroom.

However, after arriving at the scene, he realized that he had thought too much - he was as tired as being a background board, and they stood and waited for as long as the other classes had been recording their singing and dancing. This situation of being forced to gather together with nothing to do is the most fatal to those with social anxiety. There were people all around him, and one breath of carbon dioxide from each person could suffocate him to death.

Besides, he didn't have any acquaintances in Class F. The only one he knew a little bit, Fu Hansong, had returned to Class B for the second rating assessment to continue his three-person Shura field plot with the prince and the little white flower. Chu Yu was left in standby mode for a long time, and then found that standby was useless because his phone was about to run out of battery.

The vitality gradually disappeared, and the deadness gradually surged up. Once Chu Yu felt that his healthy and sunny personality was about to break apart, his mental state became precarious.

"I was wondering if everyone was so close to me, it might be a bit ambiguous."

The sound is not loud, but it creates a myth; when it is broadcast, it is deafening.

Chu Yu was surprised to find that the trainees crowded around him had all moved away quickly and in a large circle, making him look like an emperor with a vast piece of land to himself.

Although he didn't know why, thank goodness, he could finally breathe normally.

One of the students in Class F looked back at him with mixed feelings. Chu Yu didn't understand why, but because he hadn't recovered yet, the student received a response from the radio the next second.

[You looked at me for a full second. Are you secretly in love with me? ]

The classmate turned his head back quickly and jumped eight meters away from him in an instant, but he couldn't help laughing during the jumping process, which made Chu Yu confused.

Before Chu Yu could enjoy this sudden private space for long, the staff came to inform them to go record the music video. Chu Yu hadn't charged enough and followed the team at the end of the line listlessly. There was even a small incident in the middle of the recording -

Because his hands-on ability and makeup skills were so bad that he was comparable to a Crouching Dragon and a Phoenix Chick, the paper airplane he just folded had not flown a few centimeters when the recoil of the wind hit his face, making his entire expression in the camera look messy.

Later, this scene was edited by the malicious program crew and put into the behind-the-scenes footage of the MV recording. As expected, it attracted a lot of comments like hahahahahaha.

[Record of a scene where paper planes attack humans]

A new boomerang

[The look of death on Chu Yu's face after rolling his eyes is so fitting. This is exactly the mental state he's in, hahahaha]

I saw him talking to himself while looking at a paper airplane. Can anyone decode what he was saying?

[It seems like "Even you are against me"]

[Why does it sound like there is hatred? Hahahahaha]

“…”

I'm still pretty good.

On the way back to the dormitory to rest after the humiliation, Chu Yu calmly chatted with the system in his brain.

At the young age of nineteen, he learned how to make boomerangs by origami airplanes.

I mean, is there a possibility that I am that one in a million genius?

The system lovingly stroked Chu Yu's head with its mind: "Don't let your imagination run wild. There's absolutely no such possibility."

After returning to the dormitory, Chu Yu took off his coat, changed his clothes and was about to lie down on the bed. Within two seconds, he heard the door open. He didn't have the strength to open his eyes, but he recognized the voices of Jing Yan and Xie Man.

The two of them seemed to have been chatting about something before they entered the room. After seeing Chu Yu sleeping peacefully on the bed, they lowered their voices. However, due to the small space in the dormitory, the content of the conversation still reached Chu Yu's ears clearly.

"...He's gone. He was in the same class as me, but I haven't seen him since the day after the theme song practice." The speaker was Xie Man, who was assigned to Class B.

"Really gone?" Jing Yan was a little surprised.

"Well, I heard that some dirty laundry was dug up. He was in jail for gang fighting years ago... The internet is blasting him, and I can't stay here any longer."

"There are only 99 people left in the camp. How will we arrange the one-centimeter groups?"

"I don't know, but forming groups of three or four wouldn't be a big deal. It would also reduce the number of competitors."

"Who told you that reason for leaving the camp? Don't everyone have cell phones?"

"Do you really think everyone is so honest? From what I know, there are quite a few people who secretly hide contraband. We are considered the most well-behaved in the dormitory..."

Xie Man seemed to have remembered something when he said this, and glanced at Chu Yu: "Hasn't this guy done his chemistry experiment yet?"

Chu Yu, who was lying face down and sleeping soundly, opened his eyes alertly.

How did he know I wanted to do a chemistry experiment?

The two people who were talking in low voices next to him: "..."

It turns out I didn’t fall asleep.

Chu Yu had an impression of what they said. Indeed, he discovered that there was one person missing during the rating assessment, but there were so many people in the world, and one more or one less would not affect his social anxiety, so he didn't take it to heart.

But Xie Man's words reminded him.

He could use Wei Shao's Lao Deng's favorability points to buy a gift pack of chemistry lab supplies! If he practiced now, he'd have a few more unique skills when he went performing on the overpass. This kind of academic acrobatics wouldn't make as much money as applying phone screen protectors.

"Are you still thinking about your crappy life on the flyover?" The system sensed his sudden joy, and a headache arose when he was halfway through the original book in his hand.

Prepare for a rainy day. Chu Yu answered in his heart. What are you looking at?

"Looking at where the original plot ended... Host, the novel did indeed leave a nameless minor supporting character here, and then the production team arranged for a new trainee to parachute in as a replacement."

When the system said this, its voice gradually became serious.

"And this unexpected trainee will become the most vicious villain in the whole book—yes, the one who backstabs you and hands you the knife, and who causes trouble and you shut down."

Oh. Chu Yu gave a precise definition after hearing this. I'm his bootlicker.

"…Why does it sound so weird?"

Then I am his younger brother.

"That's about right," the system said solemnly. "In short, host, you have to be careful with this character. If we don't follow the original plot line and work for him, there's no guarantee that he'll attack you. After all, he's not a good person."

“Okay,” Chu Yu replied solemnly. “I’ll be careful to avoid him.”

The system was very satisfied with his awareness of the current situation and his obedience.

There was a period of time between the recording of the theme song and the first performance as a vacation for the trainees to relax. The rest time is always short. In Chu Yu's eyes, he just lay in bed peacefully for a while, and the vacation was over.

The program team will let this new contestant make his debut on this day, and the group selection and performance rules for the first performance will be officially announced the day after the debut.

On the night when Chu Yu was notified to gather in the studio, he was woken up by several roommates.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling angry as if the lid of his coffin had been opened.

Why do people have to go to work? Why are they still alive? No wonder they are so tired, they are human.

With this feeling of being forced to come back to life, he walked darkly into the familiar studio.

At this time, the hall was already bustling with people. The mentors and teaching assistants had not arrived yet. The trainees gathered in groups of three or five and whispered, basically discussing the same topic: I heard that there would be an unexpected guest on the show.

They were picked out from their own preliminary list of groups by a big company. They are positioned as ACEs, their looks have been trending on the search, their practice room dance videos have gone viral, and their number of fans is second to none in the entire camp.

All in all, new top.

This makes the already precarious number of debut spots even worse.

And - like Chu Yu's original owner, he had a terrible reputation that was feared by everyone in the trainee circle.

"He's known for his bad character... I heard he's snatched up all the trainee resources from the same company. He has someone behind him, so he doesn't have to worry about anything."

"I remember him throwing mud at several of his peers. It's ridiculous that someone like him ended up being the most successful in the industry."

"Forget it, what's the point of us talking here? The debut spot has basically been reserved for him anyway."

"What if he's actually a terrible player? I still trust the audience's judgment."

There are countless chats like this, but from what I heard, no one is looking forward to this one.

Chu Yu sat in the corner, concentrating on playing two-player Landlord with the system. The discussions around him went in one ear and out the other, and he didn't remember a single word.

"A 3."

"A 4."

"A five."

"...We have a really bad hand."

"Um."

Ling Wei's clear and sweet hosting voice suddenly sounded in the distance, rushing straight into Chu Yu's eardrums through the surrounding stereo speakers.

"Student Li Chuan had to temporarily bid farewell to the stage he loved due to some personal reasons, and our program has once again invited a trainee who also has the dream of debuting and is passionate about the stage to join our Dream Camp—"

"A 6." Chu Yu continued to throw out a card without changing his expression.

But the system didn't answer. Instead, it looked nervously at the stage: "Here he comes, the vicious villain of the whole book - he's coming soon."

"Come to our dream camp - let us welcome the new trainee to "Top Trainee 2", Luo Jiayu."

The applause was loud and enthusiastic, despite being reluctant, in order to get some shots. The spotlights were already on on the huge stage, paving the way for the new students' induction performance.

"I just realized I still have a 6. Can I take it back..." Chu Yu muttered halfway before he seemed to react. He turned his head slowly with a confused look on his face.

"ah?"

Who did you just say?

Backstage, a tall, long-legged handsome man, exuding the unique free temperament of the sunny West Coast, adjusted his sunglasses and turned to walk to the front of the stage.

Coming under the spotlight, he stood high up, looking around at the dazzlingly decorated stage, the cameras all around him, and the densely packed audience in front of him staring at him intently. He squinted his eyes and at one point wanted to open his arms: My palace.

The system in the brain: "..."

At the beginning, he walked on the stage past the judges' seats and said seriously: My officials.

The system covered its forehead in despair: "You are sick!"

When he looked up again, the lights were dazzling, but he still saw the figure running towards him from the audience: Oh my... what the hell?

The system had gradually accepted the fact that the host it had chosen didn't seem to be very smart, and even had the leisure to ask, "Your what?"

Before Luo Jiayu could say anything, a sharp explosion suddenly erupted in the entire arena:

[Damn you human traffickers! I knew right away that this was my son! Daddy misses you so much he only eats one meal a day!]

The original discussions about the TOP who dropped from the sky suddenly stopped, and the whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Only Luo Jiayu, who was at the center of everyone's attention, raised an eyebrow when he heard the words. He looked at the face that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, and which had already begun to cry with joy at him. He hesitated for a moment and finished what he had just said:

My...Crown Prince.