Chapter 112 The Third Performance 12.0

The first audition of the [Enjoy Yourself] team ended quickly. The staff members who were chatting stopped talking and continued to work. Thinking of the two salary increases and the wonderful performances of the contestants, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise a little.

The others standing in the waiting area, let alone smiling, were lucky not to have their lips curled downwards. Everyone was in a very tense mood. Because they were competitors, they watched the performance with scrutiny from beginning to end.

Then inevitably, the more you watch, the more anxious you become, and the more you listen, the more annoyed you become.

Everyone knows the group's shortcomings: uneven skill levels, complex personalities, and a lack of close relationships. But their choreography makes up for it, with the choruses complementing each other, providing a seamless, one-on-one performance. No one can detect any vocal flaws or awkwardness.

There's no obvious C-position, but there is a hidden C-position. Just look at that high platform, that volley of spotlights, who wouldn't be stunned? If this wasn't specially designed for Lu Wei, to magnify her advantages, no one would believe it.

It is unrealistic to curse the opponent for poor performance in the third round right now. It is better to use this day and a half to think carefully about how to make the team perform better.

The two vocal groups that finished their audition early were no longer in the mood to continue watching. If they hadn't been concerned about the camera and were afraid of being labeled as impolite and uncultured, they would have gone home and rushed to the practice room for more practice.

The music stopped and the camera shifted away. Lu Wei first took a breath, letting his cheeks relax through the movement. Then he walked off the stage and watched the recording on the monitor with his teammates.

She felt she could do even better, the emotions she conveyed not reaching the breaking point. Her body was in excellent condition, and her spirit hadn't felt the slightest bit of detachment.

This won’t work. The more you perform, the more you go back to the old ways.

After the members finished explaining the adjustments to the stage manager, Lu Wei asked, "Could you please turn up the volume on my in-ear monitors for me?"

Although she hasn't been to a disco, she has sung karaoke. The louder the accompaniment, the more immersed the singer can be in the rhythm of the song. She hopes this way can help her find her best state.

"Sure, no problem." After the stage director finished speaking, he signaled with his eyes to the assistant next to him to meet Lu Wei's request.

"Um... sorry." Qiu Haiyun raised her hand sheepishly. Noticing everyone's gaze shifting towards her, she said, "Teacher, could you please turn up the volume on my in-ear monitor as well?"

"Me too." Sun Congli and others spoke up.

I hadn't thought of this before, but now that my teammates have brought it up, of course I have to vote for it. Subtle differences on stage are infinitely magnified in the eyes of the audience.

The stage director did not refuse and agreed to all of them.

After some changes and adjustments, everyone stood on the stage again.

The rehearsal resumed, the flames surrounding the stage went out, and the smoke created by the dry ice gradually spread across the stage. Combined with the red backlight, the hazy feeling was further enhanced.

“This group’s aesthetics are pretty good.”

"Indeed, the prelude doesn't need to be ignited, the layers behind it are what make it complete."

"The lighting is also well adjusted, and the silhouettes look better."

The stage director nodded inwardly after hearing this. It was indeed a good change. Since their superiors wouldn't allow them to offer suggestions, they could only follow the contestants' lead. Fortunately, several groups had submitted their audition applications, otherwise tomorrow's rehearsal wouldn't be finished until late at night.

Of course, the workload is quite high now. Fortunately, the salary has increased a lot, otherwise no one can stand such intensity. Thinking of this, the stage director shook his head and turned his attention back to the stage.

Lu Wei leaned on the railing, the accompaniment was transmitted to his ears through the in-ear monitoring device, the sound of drums and bass went straight to the top of his head, the distracting thoughts in his brain were instantly cleared, and he wanted to jump on the spot.

His fingertips followed the rhythm of the music, gently tapping the armrests. His emotions were in place, and even his body movements became more relaxed.

As the camera approached, he naturally raised the microphone. His voice was no longer strained, but instead exuded a lightness and freedom. He put aside the issue of breaking his voice and immersed himself in the charm of the music.

Just sing it in a broken voice, squeeze your throat and use falsetto, but it's not rock at all.

Lu Wei's performance has visibly improved, completely different from the last time, and it reminds people of the second public performance of "Adolescence". This time, the spotlight shines on her, and the first thing people notice is not her face, but the overall atmosphere.

The eyes of the spectators widened considerably.

It's daytime now, right? How come the ghosts came out?

"It's crazy, it's crazy, the world has gone crazy."

"Lu Wei is taking hormones?"

"If she rehearses two more times, she might be able to fly straight into the sky."

"She is worthy of being her, worthy of being Lu Wei."

"The goddess of beauty has arrived."

The staff members sighed one after another, saying that it was not that Lu Wei’s performance was bad the first time, but that this time it was too good.

The superb visual effects and doubled sense of atmosphere can make the audience feel happy and relaxed, and enjoy the fun of watching the performance.

Song Yuji and others also noticed the changes in Lu Wei, and they became more determined to perform the song well, and even their singing revealed a hint of power.

The auras of the players gradually merged, spreading outward in all directions. At this moment, this stage, this venue, this place, truly belonged to them.

The onlookers' gazes flickered past the performers, the iron pot and the iron lid complementing each other, a feeling that struck a chord. The people on stage had achieved the point where one plus one was greater than two, and two plus three was greater than five.

"It's a good match. I thought there were only two or three good people on this team, but I didn't expect the others to be good too."

"With two great vocalists controlling the scene, the other contestants are very confident."

"You're pretty cool for calling rapper a vocal."

"Haha, it's all because Song Yuji is so outstanding."

Amid the staff's praise, the second rehearsal of the [Enjoy Yourself] team ended. Lu Wei and his teammates smiled at each other, then put one hand on his heart and let out a long breath.

She can sense her teammates' state, just as they can sense hers. The emotional transmission is mutual, and when they stand on the stage, they are each other's strongest support.

The stage director applauded. There was nothing more to say. This team no longer needed to be adjusted.

Of course, after watching the images on the monitor, the team members didn't want to add or subtract any equipment, so they simply followed the same pattern again, making the most of the rehearsal time.

The vocal group's auditions were quickly concluded, and the rap group's replacements were already in place. After changing out of their performance clothes, the group boarded a bus back to the recording center.

Lu Wei and her teammates did not choose to rest. After lunch, they went straight back to the practice room.

Just like stacking passive skills in the game, keep attacking the minions to let this skill surround your body, and the flame on your chest is still burning.

I didn't return to the dormitory until night fell and a new day arrived.

After Lu Wei finished washing up, she pulled the covers over her head and quickly fell asleep. Tomorrow was the day the show would be broadcast, so her phone held no appeal to her. Her internet addiction had long been completely broken by exhaustion.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the cycle repeats itself.

The rehearsal for the third public performance arrived just like that. Although there were no twists and turns or dramas like in the second public performance during these 5 days of practice, it was fulfilling enough for Lu Wei and was a very good experience.

It's just as fun to compete for the stage without watching the drama or eating melons. Participating in variety show recordings is not as difficult as I imagined, nor is it as tiring as I imagined.

Lu Wei had found a new joy, a joy that didn't rely on external forces. The word "idol" gave her even more motivation.

Even without flowers and applause, it's still good to stride forward on this road. Leaning against the window of the car heading to the studio, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Lu Wei couldn't help but curl his lips.

After arriving at the destination, in order not to delay the rehearsal, the contestants who needed to change their hair color were taken to the makeup room immediately.

Lu Wei sat in front of the mirror, watching the staff apply white paste on her hair, pursing her lips and feeling inexplicably nervous.

The staff noticed her abnormality and smiled, comforting her: "It's okay, don't panic, it will be fine soon."

"Thank you, teacher." Lu Wei thanked him and closed her eyes. Perhaps due to a technical issue, she didn't feel any pain, so she quickly fell asleep.

Her platinum-blonde hair needed to be bleached more than once, so she was woken up many times by the staff, so that Lu Wei couldn't fall asleep at all afterwards.

She could only sit on a stool, staring blankly at the mirror. The contestants next to her came and went, more than once. Her second-public performance teammate, An Ju-hyun, and others even came over to greet her and expressed their expectations for her hair color.

1 hour... 2 hours... 3 hours... 5 hours...

This is what the staff said was fast, so what was slow like? She was really curious.

Lu Wei felt like her butt was stuck to the stool. In order to match her hair color, she also applied bleaching cream on her eyebrows at the end.

To be honest, she was a little uncomfortable watching her hair fade away. It was the same principle as saying that a haircut makes you look ugly for three days. It was very uncomfortable to watch.

It took 7 hours, and Lu Wei walked out of the makeup room with a newly platinum head and a stiff body.

Oh, I forgot to mention that she was specially let out to exercise and change into her performance clothes, and she hasn’t put on makeup yet.

If someone asked her what she felt about hair color.

Lu Wei would answer with a string of ellipsis.

So tired, really.

I was so dazed that I lost my perception.

Lu Wei arrived at the dressing room with numb steps. The staff members passing by were all drawn to her shining head; the platinum color was too conspicuous. Under the light, her entire body glowed. Even though her face showed despair and her body was covered in exhaustion, people couldn't help but stare at her.

"Oh my god, was that Lu Wei who just walked over?"

"It's her..."

"Should she wear a hat tomorrow? Should her hair color be kept secret?"

"I don't think so. It would be too obvious if you tried to cover it up."

"Are you sure? She's already pretty, and changing her hair color will instantly make her the center of attention."

"Oh, that's not our concern."

Because of this special hair color, the staff even worried about tomorrow's Reuters. After all, this is just a small gimmick.