The 18 contestants have already taken their positions in the center of the stage.
The original seating area was completely removed, leaving only 8 gleaming chairs.
They kept rising until everyone looked up at them.
"The voting results are in my hands now. Which 8 girls will debut as the [Morning Star] girl group tonight?"
Fu Yachi paused here, clearly suppressing her barely contained laughter.
Bullet comments—
Ah... Xiao Chi's laugh reminds me of... an old tradition of those low-budget shows?
[Upstairs, what old tradition?]
[Don't ask, just watch. I guarantee you'll laugh your abs off.]
...
"Now I will reveal the first member of the Morning Star girl group. Please look at the big screen."
The large screen slowly lit up, and a video began to play.
"Dance? Still dance? Dance again?"
Before the person even left the house, the three questions of the soul had already arrived.
Jiang Lianyin's eyelids twitched wildly on stage. What was going on with her suddenly not wanting to debut?
In the video, Jiang Lianyin looks at the results of the song selection with a blank expression, and then the scene changes to the practice room.
Lianyin danced awkwardly, her limbs moving incoherently, and then she tripped and fell over.
You think that's all?
No!
No!
The video suddenly became bizarre, looping the same scene endlessly, and was accompanied by the three soul-searching questions from before.
"Dance?" He fell down.
"Still dancing?" He fell down.
"Another dance?" He fell down.
"Xiao Ning, save me! Save me! Save me!"
The video ends with a very long clip saying, "Xiao Ning, save me!"
Then Jiang Lianyin lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling in a state of existential crisis.
And it was a close-up shot!
"Jiang Lianyin, the Morning Star who saved my life when I was afraid of falling, is a dance idiot!"
"Please get into your chair!"
Ya Chi finished reading the prefix and turned his face away.
As everyone knows, if you want to dig up the dark history of Yanfeng Entertainment's girl groups, just watch their debut night; each one is guaranteed to be more "interesting" than the last!
Lianyin was already numb.
Didn't previous posts only have prefixes? Why did you even cut out the parody videos? Are you really afraid the public won't remember me?
Bullet comments—
[Haha, the same old formula, this lousy show still manages to stir things up like never before!]
[A dance idiot who's afraid of falling saves me, making me question my existence, Chenxing? Seriously?! Give the kid some face! Hahaha!]
...
Jiang Lianyin covered her face as she walked up the flower path, finally choosing a spot near the center to sit down.
Although I successfully debuted, why can't I be happy?
None of the other contestants smiled; they all stared at the screen as if facing a formidable enemy.
"It's possible, but unnecessary."
"Beautiful lady, may I ask your name?"
In the video, Shen Fuyao is seen making a wicked wall slam with a seductive smile.
Then someone chopped off her hand with a chop, causing the slime to have a close encounter with the wall.
"Woman! You've successfully caught my attention!"
After he finished speaking, the camera shifted, and Shen Fuyao seemed to be fluttering in the wind like a torn plastic bag.
Then it was that woman's bizarre line on repeat, accompanied by a video of Fuyao playing the drums in a super cool way.
It's even more outrageous that it matches the words above perfectly!
"Chen Fuyao, the super A-list, slick, and eccentric genius who's hit a wall, please take your chair!"
Hearing the bursts of laughter from the audience, Fuyao was filled with questions.
This video is so seductive, how come you're not tempted?
Bullet comments—
"???"
"Is this really the husband I'm a fan of?! How can she be so slick!"
"Uh... whether it's oily or not is secondary. I just want to know who knocked her hand off and lifted her up like a broken plastic bag, swinging her back and forth?"
...
Shen Fuyao walked onto the flower-lined path in a daze, sat down next to Jiang Lianyin, and asked seriously, "Didn't I flirt in the video?"
Xiao Lianyin: "Please don't ask me such difficult questions!"
The third video played quietly, and the screen first showed a canvas.
An Wanhe was drawing something with a serious expression.
"Lianyin really can't dance at all, I'm impressed." Song Xitong's voice came from the video.
"Huh? Xiao Ning wants to cosplay as a maid!" Wan He's eyes lit up as she stood up, accidentally bumping into the dye bucket next to her.
The pure yellow paint stuck to her foot, like some kind of hint.
What kind of ears do you have?
The camera then shifts again, showing An Wanhe staring intently in a certain direction with a lovesick expression, sparks flying from her paintbrush.
"I'm totally hyped up by 'The Fall of an Idol' and 'Hypnotized College Girl'! Xiao Ning, lift your foot!"
Compared to the first two, the third video is very short, but it reveals the most information!
Yu Jianing reached out and pinched the soft flesh around An Wanhe's waist: "You want your sister to cosplay as a maid?"
"You misheard! No! Absolutely not!"
Jiang Lianyin: "Why are you digging up her dark past and dragging me out to whip her corpse? Did my inability to dance offend you!"
At this moment, the live chat was full of question marks, because even her fans didn't know she could draw?
And the painting's title is so inappropriate?
【“The Fall of an Idol”, “Hypnotized Female College Student”... these titles sound... a lot like erotic comics?】
Wait! Did she just shout "Xiao Ning, lift your foot!"? Could it be that she drew Xiao Ning?!
[Holy crap! That's awesome! My friend wants to see your work!]
Yes, yes, a friend of mine was in a car accident and wanted to appreciate art before he died! Please grant him that wish!
...
"An Wanhe, the most hidden and eccentric painter of misheard lyrics, please take your chair!"
After saying that, Ya Chi gave her a meaningful look. Actually, she was also very curious about what the former had drawn.
The fourth video is playing, but it's muted!
Wen Jueqian held the small playing cards in his hands, on which were written:
"Jiacheng Funeral Home guarantees you the most authentic burial experience!"
"20% off during holidays, plus buy one get one free! Don't miss out!"
Just then, Wen Jueqian suddenly took two steps in front of the camera and pulled out a sign:
"Uncle, are you tired from carrying this camera? Do you need to do some business? You've been filming me for so long, I'll give you a 25% discount?"
Then the screen started shaking violently, and the cameraman ran away with the camera!
Bullet comments—
[Although I really want to laugh, I have to say Wen Jueqian is incredibly dedicated; he's practically always promoting his business, even advertising to the production team!]
[Imagine the psychological trauma the cameraman is experiencing! I was doing a great job, and you want to burn me alive? When did being a cameraman become such a high-risk profession?]
...
"Wen Jueqian, the dedicated mortician who can't open his mouth while holding up a sign, please take your chair!"
Professor Fu Yachi couldn't hold back any longer and asked Gu Xin, who was standing next to her, to read it aloud. The latter immediately added a sentence:
"Wen Jueqian, your main job now is being a girl group member, so please be mindful of your image!"
Wen Jueqian nodded, with an expression that said, "I know."
Then, before walking down the flower-lined path, he slipped Gu Xin a business card with her contact information on it...
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