Chapter 80

The next morning, Luo Jiayu handed the newly written lyrics to the rap instructor for review. The latter took it, scanned it, and finally nodded in approval.

"Not bad, kid. You've made great progress." He patted Luo Jiayu on the shoulder and praised him generously. "Your lyrics are more delicate and lovely than before. I feel like you're finally getting the hang of it."

Although it was a compliment, the twenty-year-old boy still felt a little awkward when Luo Jiayu proudly replied, "I am more adorable today than I was yesterday." He felt that it violated his dignity as a cool guy.

"But," the instructor said, changing the subject expertly, "your rap lyrics aren't sweet enough. Instead, they sound a bit bittersweet, which doesn't quite fit with the theme of our song."

"No way?" Luo Jiayu was surprised. He reached out and took the lyrics paper he had written and glanced at it. "Does it sound sour to read? I wrote these lyrics after listening to sweet songs all night."

The instructor patiently explained each sentence to him and explained the characters:

"Look at what you wrote, 'I want to hold your hand and hear you say yes, but candy that can't be given away easily expires,' that doesn't sound like something you'd write when you're in love. It's more like something written by someone who's been unrequited love or has had a crush on someone who's been unsuccessful. Think about it."

Luo Jiayu's mouth stiffened. He wrote these words in a state of emotion yesterday when he was lying on Chu Yu, looking at her face and thinking about when he could change his identity and stand next to someone openly.

The tutor invited him to do a reading comprehension exercise, but the subject of the exercise was himself.

Seeing that he didn't react immediately, the instructor passed the paper to the side and said, "Read it carefully."

Luo Jiayu: "I'm tasting it."

Instructor: “Have you tasted it?”

Luo Jiayu: "Almost."

The instructor frowned, feeling something was wrong, but these were minor matters, so he didn't pay any attention to them.

"But the rest of the words are pretty good. Just take the few lines I circled—this one, this one, and this one—and revise them. Got it?"

"Okay." Luo Jiayu took a look at the sentences he picked out. They were basically written when he was emotional. He felt that there was no big problem and he could change them.

"You need to transition from the secret crush stage to the passionate love stage as soon as possible, do you understand?" the instructor said casually.

Luo Jiayu patted his chest and confidently assured: "It will be soon, don't worry."

The instructor originally meant to talk about writing lyrics, but the other party's answer always made him feel that it was not the case, which made him feel confused and impressed.

The training over the next few days went much more smoothly than the first day. Ling Wei also gradually discovered a pattern from the two unlucky children, each with their own terrible expression management:

For example, if you ask a rapper who claims to be a cool guy to sing a sweet song to the other people in the audience, he will have a puppy face and look awkward.

But if he were to sing the lyrics to his harmony partner, the effect would suddenly become much more natural and generous, and he wouldn't feel awkward and embarrassed.

And if his partner were to smile at him with his eyes squinted at this time, the effect would be explosive. A certain rapper would suddenly transform from a firecracker to a strawberry, with the curve of his mouth faster than his speech speed, and fly all the way up to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

As for the little robot that was his partner, Ling Wei didn't have any obvious way to deal with it at the moment. However, Chu Yu's temperament when standing there was a little dumber, softer and cuter than his childhood friend, so it wouldn't be that difficult to change it, so Ling Wei was not in a hurry.

This day is not only an ordinary pre-three-day training day, but also a special day.

Luo Jiayu was awakened in the morning by a familiar female electronic voice.

[Ding Dong, congratulations to the host Luo Jiayu for breaking through the 600 mark in popularity! Congratulations to the host Luo Jiayu for breaking through the 600 mark in popularity! Congratulations to the host Luo Jiayu for breaking through the 600 mark in popularity! I have to say it three times because it’s important. Congratulations to the host Luo Jiayu for breaking through the 600 mark in popularity!]

Luo Jiayu's sleep, already troubled by the training, was made even worse by the deafening broadcast. He felt his temples throbbing with pain from the noise, and he began to curse:

"That's four fucking times, idiot."

The response chosen by broadcast system No. 001, nicknamed "Silly Egg," was to raise the volume of the broadcast another twenty decibels. Every word it roared out was so deafening that it reverberated seven or eight times in Luo Jiayu's brain:

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the 600 popularity reward. Would you like to confirm the reward content now? Congratulations to the host for unlocking the 600 popularity reward. Would you like to confirm the reward content now? I say it three times because it's important. Congratulations...]

Suddenly, a "click" sound echoed in my head, and the broadcast system was disconnected and muted. Then, Teacher Ji's voice came out in a faint voice: "It's so noisy."

"Wait a minute, don't turn it off yet, let it come back." Luo Jiayu jumped up, threw back the quilt, and subconsciously looked down at his lower bunk - his childhood friend was still sleeping, and sleeping soundly.

Luo Jiayu glanced at the wall clock. It was still ten minutes before the time they had agreed to wake each other up. He quickly put on his clothes and waited for Teacher Ji in his mind to reset the broadcast system while confirming with him:

"What day is it today?"

Teacher Ji answered, then without looking up, said, "You asked me the same question last night, and I confirmed it several times."

After receiving a positive answer, Luo Jiayu became even more restless. His mind was still a little hazy from just waking up, but the plan that had been hidden in his mind for several days was becoming clearer and clearer, and was about to come out on today, the most appropriate day.

"Let me confirm again to prevent myself from time traveling." As soon as Luo Jiayu finished speaking, a "ding dong" sound rang in his ears, and he knew that the artificial intelligence system of the cosplay repeater had been summoned back again.

[The previous broadcast was interrupted by some human factors, so No. 001 will broadcast it again here. Congratulations to host Luo Jiayu...]

"I want to set the reward content." Luo Jiayu directly interrupted No. 001's vengeful and repetitive words.

[Okay, host, please select your 600 popularity reward. I say this three times because it's important. Please select...]

"I'll think about it for a while before deciding." Luo Jiayu continued to interrupt, "You must wait for your orders. You are not allowed to talk to humans while you are on standby."

No. 001, who was given a death order, lost the right to use the broadcast program to cause trouble to the host, because the standby program was really written in this way.

"Is today a special day?" Teacher Ji in his mind asked him. It felt that Luo Jiayu was a little unnaturally concerned about this day. "Even if your teacher Zhao and I were going to negotiate with your employer tonight, I've never seen you take it so seriously before."

Simple business negotiations are indeed not enough to make Luo Jiayu pay too much attention, so there must be another reason.

"It is indeed a special day." Luo Jiayu stretched, with the corners of his mouth raised in a good mood.

"Someone's having a birthday."

[Didi, the announcement system is still on standby, Didi, please respond as soon as possible...]

"Keep waiting."

【……】

The system turned off the prompt sound in frustration.

This standby lasted until noon.

After the training that morning, Ling Wei made it a rare occurrence for each of them to have lunch. Chu Yu habitually wanted to go find his childhood friend, but Luo Jiayu refused for the first time and even ran away without giving a reason. Chu Yu looked at his back as he disappeared in a flash, and paused for a long time, still puzzled.

"Are you sad, baby?" Teacher Zhao in his mind asked him.

No. Chu Yu walked slowly and alone at the end of the large group. The scene was a bit like when he first joined the camp.

"Your body's fluctuating hormone levels indicate you're a little upset, baby."

Really.

"Really, baby."

Chu Yu touched his heart on his chest. His heartbeat was as steady as usual. He wondered what the source of this sadness was.

"You still want him to stay with you, baby."

Chu Yu replied to Teacher Zhao in her heart, but he was not with me after he went abroad, so I was not particularly sad.

"But he came to the draft camp to accompany you. After spending enough time with you, you won't be able to leave him, baby."

Chu Yu didn't reply. He turned his head and looked at the lawn square outside the window. As a result, he saw a familiar figure. The person who had just run away was hiding under a big tree, fiddling with something with his head down.

Then, as if sensing something, the other party suddenly raised his head and looked in his direction. Chu Yu was stunned, his heart tightened, and he squatted subconsciously, shrinking his whole body under the window. After a while, he realized that his reaction was abrupt and why he had to avoid that person's sight.

Under the big tree, Luo Jiayu just withdrew his gaze. Since he didn't see anything, he didn't care.

"Aren't there any more innovative and eye-catching ones?" Luo Jiayu swiped the empty electronic screen in front of him a few more times, clicked his tongue, and decided to list a few examples:

"For example, roses grown in Antarctic glaciers, firework sticks that can be lit a hundred meters underwater, or a heavy snowstorm or even hail in June or July. Is that really not possible?"

"I want to rain hail on your brain." Teacher Ji's emotionless voice sounded.

"We are the system, not your Aladdin's lamp."

In fact, Aladdin's lamp had never heard such an unreasonable request.

"Can you lend me an aurora from the high magnetic latitude area?" Luo Jiayu continued to ask.

"..." Teacher Ji narrowed his eyes, feeling that its host seemed to not understand human language, "No, get out."

"It's boring." Luo Jiayu was discouraged for a second, but immediately picked himself up again, "I thought of a new gift."

"I can't help you fabricate something that doesn't exist, nor can I help you move something that is impossible to move from the poles to the equator, sky to sea, or even underground. Get lost."

"It's a great gift, he will definitely like it." When Luo Jiayu said this, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Finally, the broadcast system couldn't wait to interrupt and said:

【Please select your 600 popularity reward content, host.】

Luo Jiayu spoke with a firm tone, uttering the same phrase he had casually uttered this morning: "Time travel."

[Didi, we are checking the rationality of the reward content...]

[Ding Di, rationality check temporarily passed. Host Luo Jiayu, please set the specific time and space travel content. Tip: If it exceeds the management business of the bookstore, the reward will automatically expire. Are you sure the reward content is time and space travel?]

Teacher Ji seemed to have some idea and asked, "You want to take him to roam in the universe or the starry sky?"

"I'd like to, and I guess he's quite interested too." Luo Jiayu replied casually, then lowered his head and pressed the confirmation button on the electronic screen.

"But I think he would rather go home."

【Please set the specific content of time travel. 】

Luo Jiayu: "Return to the real world."

[The maximum duration of time travel is one day. Upon expiration, you will be automatically sent back to the world of this book.]

"One day is enough." Luo Jiayu curled his lips, "The time we have free isn't even enough for one day."

Chu Yu was originally not very sensitive to things like dates. He only cared about the day of the week when he was in school because it was related to whether he had a holiday or not. But since he entered the talent show camp, the date and day of the week have lost their meaning. There is only a difference between training period, performance period and vacation period. His concern for dates has dropped several levels. It has gradually evolved to the point where he has no idea what day it is today without checking the calendar.

So that night, when they finished training and left the building, Luo Jiayu caught up with him, grabbed his shoulders, and whispered happy birthday in his ear, he was completely stunned.

"Happy birthday, happy birthday, do you want me to sing a birthday song for you now?" Luo Jiayu said casually and started humming. Chu Yu looked at him blankly, blinked, and then pointed at herself: "My birthday? Lunar calendar or solar calendar?"

Luo Jiayu's bright and cheerful smile instantly turned into a droopy face. Xia Sanbai glared at him with a hint of resentment: "Did you forget?"

However, the next second, his childhood friend with red ears grabbed his neck, and he lost his temper in an instant: "Thank you."

In the past, when he said happy birthday to her, Chu Yu’s reaction would not be as big as it is now.

Luo Jiayu let him hold her for a while, then the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up a little, and he said to the back of the head of the person in his arms: "Do you like hugging me more recently?"

He had originally asked this question out of malice, hoping to see the other person's ears, face, neck, or somewhere else red, confused and at a loss, in a panic. However, after waiting for a while, he only heard a thoughtful statement: "It seems a little."

Chu Yu had buried his head behind someone's neck, his eyes blank as he thought about this question very seriously. After a while, he realized that there was some silence in the air. He raised his head slowly and saw Luo Jiayu staring at him with complicated eyes. His face was a little red because of his previous answer, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He didn't speak, and the other person didn't speak either. The two of them looked at each other in silence. After a while, the person in front of them moved closer and closer. Chu Yu subconsciously tightened his fingers, but the whole person was as if under a curse, motionless.

Luo Jiayu let his desire guide his actions. As he got closer, he felt the hot breath from the other person hitting his skin. His consciousness gradually blurred. He half closed his eyelids and slowly moved his lips forward, wanting to hold the other person's lips.

However, the next second, a passionate female voice, forgetting to adjust the decibel level, rang out:

[The preset reward redemption time has arrived. The two hosts will be teleported in one minute. Please be prepared!]

[Also, number 001, on behalf of host Luo Jiayu, wishes host Chu Yu a happy twentieth birthday. Happy birthday! Throw flowers!]

Chu Yu was startled, and was terrified into a primitive Makabaka state. After bouncing back from Luo Jiayu's arms, he subconsciously looked around for a place to hide in the ground. After a while, he realized that it was the system's voice, but he still felt ashamed of being discovered during a private rendezvous.

Luo Jiayu suddenly came out of his originally trance-filled state. He was stunned for a moment at first, and when he realized what he had missed, his teeth were almost broken.

It's too early to give a one-star bad review.

But the past cannot be changed, and the future can still be pursued. Luo Jiayu could only pretend that the pain just now had never happened. He continued to smile and pulled the finger of the person next to him, saying, "I'll perform a magic trick for you."

Chu Yu stretched out the back of his hand to cool his face. After his chaotic mind finally calmed down, he asked, "What's the magic trick?"

Luo Jiayu glanced down at his watch. There were still three seconds until the transmission started.

"From three seconds on, until dawn, everything you see is my gift to you."