Academic fraud
After the failure of defending his rights, Luju was silent for a long time and did not release any new works.
When he appeared again, he actually participated in "Super Idol" and stood on the same stage with Yan Zhuo.
The two of them standing together truly demonstrate what it means: being in the same frame means dragging someone down.
Lujiu has a delicate appearance and is relatively short in height, estimated to be around 175cm tall.
In the idol circle where the average height is over 180cm and some people will lie about being 180cm tall even if they are not, it is indeed not an advantage.
In comparison, Yan Zhuo, as a singer who was trained by a famous music company and had debut experience, was packaged much more strongly.
The two people stood in front of the camera at the same time, like a big star and his bag-carrying boy.
Luchu gripped the microphone tightly, extremely nervous, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.
He is an introvert by nature, and his decision to participate in "Super Idol" was a purely desperate and adventurous act.
He never expected that the audition environment would be even worse than he had imagined.
Before the performance even started, the live broadcast room was already filled with support for Yan Zhuo.
When Luchu is mentioned occasionally, people would mock him for being "eye-catching" and "daring to participate in a talent show with such appearance".
Luchu fell into deep self-doubt.
[I, can I really?]
In the huge recording studio, only Yi Jingchen heard this desperate murmur.
"Deer chirp!"
Yi Jingchen called out Lu Ju's name without thinking.
"Keep going! I've heard your work, you're amazing!"
When Lujiu heard his call, his dim eyes gradually brightened up and he nodded vigorously.
"Okay! I'll try my best!"
Yi Jingchen's throat hurt from shouting, so he picked up the thermos cup to moisten his throat.
The Guagua system popped up, "Host, you're clearly not interested in pop music. Where have you ever heard Luchu's songs?"
Yi Jingchen thought about it and answered in his heart:
[The station has a short video KPI, requiring cheesy background music for silly news. Several of his songs are on the shortlist.]
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience started pinching their thighs to hold back their laughter.
Lujiu was so moved that he was in tears: ... cheesy BGM?
Okay, being extremely tacky is trendy.
"Super Idol" is determined to stir up trouble. Not only does it put two people with deep hatred in the same group, but the song it chooses for them is the one that caused the controversy in the first place.
After hearing the prelude, the smoky and chaotic barrage pool became even more bloody.
The other trainees pretended to appreciate the work on the surface, but in their hearts they kept bursting out exciting and explosive news!
[Oh! It turns out this stage was arranged by Yanzhuo's company just to criticize Luchu, whose singing skills are terrible.]
If the plan succeeds, not only will Yan Zhuo be highlighted, but Lu Jue will also be unable to recover.
[Tsk, tsk, tsk, how vicious. Why would a big company target Luchu?]
Du Xingwei, who was sitting next to Yi Jingchen and had the best seat to watch the show, had no intention of enjoying the stage anymore and was just waiting for him to reveal the follow-up.
You better tell me quickly!
Yi Jingchen turned on the melon-searching radar and searched around, and finally got the answer from Yan Zhuo's own thoughts.
[It turns out that Yanzhuo Company wanted to sign Luju's exclusive agency rights, but Luju refused to agree.]
[Eh—so since they can’t get it, they want to destroy Luchu. What kind of yandere-dominant-CEO literature is this?]
[Poor Luchu! Luckily, he practiced his singing skills during these months of silence.]
After several months of hard work, Luchu's singing skills have improved a bit, and he has reached the level of a KTV singer.
It’s a pity that Yan Zhuo, who has received professional training, is still far better at singing than him.
Finally, the contrastingly tragic performance of the Blood Feud group ended.
Yan Zhuo's company obviously spent a lot of money. The instructor asked several questions in a row according to the script and also gave him an extra test opportunity.
Yan Zhuo ignored the unimportant "episode" and was very proud, his words showing the Versailles style.
"Thank you for the compliment, instructor. My singing skills are good because I graduated from a well-known music school."
Quan Enyou: "So you are a professional, no wonder you are so outstanding."
Yan Zhuo’s fans in the barrage made a successful comeback and followed the trend to praise their brother for being so awesome.
[Oh? A famous music school?]
Yi Jingchen suddenly raised a question.
Everyone pricked up their ears at the same time.
how?
Are there any melons in famous music schools?
[Students at our prestigious school are actually quite vain. For example, if a boy is over 180cm tall, he will definitely introduce himself as soon as he meets someone.]
[be like: "The weather is really..."
"Oh my god, how did you know I'm 184cm?"]
[“You eat…”
"Speaking of eating, I really miss the cafeteria at my alma mater, University A!"]
[He didn't say which school he went to, could it be that the school was not good enough?]
After hearing what Yi Jingchen said, everyone thought it was a good idea.
Gu Sijun spoke directly and asked Yan Zhuo which school he was from.
"I, I'm from... the National University of Music!"
Yan Zhuo applied to the most famous music university in the country, feeling very nervous.
[I'm pretending to be a student at the National Conservatory of Music. Shouldn't I be discovered?]
Yi Jingchen: Oh~
It has been discovered!
However, Yi Jingchen learned the lesson from Quan Enyou just now.
In the absence of solid evidence, even if he lets something slip, his fans will find a way to whitewash him.
We must find a way to make Yan Zhuo beat himself to death.
"National Conservatory of Music? Then we're alumni." Wei Mi took over and asked politely, "Which level of the National Conservatory of Music were you in?"
"I, I graduated...last year." Yan Zhuo stammered, "Class of 23."
"Huh?" Wei Mi thought she had misheard and asked Yan Zhuo for confirmation. "Last year? Level 23?"
"Yes!" Yan Zhuo answered firmly, "I'm level 23!"
Yi Jingchen couldn't hold it back at all and revealed a mischievous smile.
[Hahahahaha! I'm so embarrassed for others!]
[Hot news: Universities generally classify students by their year of admission. If you graduated in 2023, you would be in the 19th grade.]
[I don’t know if the National Conservatory of Music accepts its own students?]
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhuo's face turned pale and he quickly changed his words, "I remembered it wrongly, I'm level 19!"
The speed of face changing is comparable to that of Sichuan Opera masters.
Yi Jingchen couldn't sit still and laughed so hard that he raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, can I ask a question?"
"Of course!" Seeing him personally go on the field to fight, the mentors agreed.
"Okay." Yi Jingchen maintained his journalistic professionalism and asked with a smile, "I once interviewed a professor from the class of 2019 at your school. Professor Zheng's lectures left a deep impression on me. Have you taken his classes?"
Yan Zhuo vaguely heard of the professor's name, and nodded reluctantly, "I have been there, and I feel I benefited a lot from it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Jingchen raised his hand and said, "Then, can you please perform for me?"
"Perform?" Yan Zhuo panicked. "Perform what?"
"Of course, it's a performance of Professor Zheng's lecture." Yi Jingchen's eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate his hypocritical appearance. "I forgot to mention that Professor Zheng teaches folk music."
"Folk music." Yan Zhuo repeated the name of the major and felt like his brain CPU was about to burn out.
What is folk music?
He has never learned it at all!
"Um..." Lu Jue raised her hand weakly, "I actually took Professor Zheng's class. Can I show you?"
The mentors who were addicted to eating melons happily answered "yes".
I saw Lujiu running away quickly, grabbing the equipment from the music instrument room, and then running back quickly.
Standing in front of the camera again, he had a suona and a clapper in his hands.
To put it simply, folk music is the folk bands invited by the village to weddings and funerals.
With the development of the times, there are fewer and fewer folk bands.
That is why colleges and universities have opened up these subjects in the hope of preserving traditional culture.
Lu Ju played the clappers and suona, and performed a festive wedding song that was pleasant and lively.
The person who had just mocked him for having no sense of existence couldn't take his eyes off Luchu.
[Hahahaha, Luchu can also do the Yangko dance, so magical]
[xswl, a very down-to-earth talent show]
[The trainee in the boy band who plays the suona, is he the first one in the world?]
[To be fair, Luchu has some talent. He's a true professional, and he plays a few instruments. He just forgot to learn vocal music, which was a big disadvantage.]
After watching Lu Jiu's performance, Yan Zhuo finally thought of a way to save the situation. He said that he was busy with work and did not listen to Professor Zheng's class seriously.
Luchu glanced at him and said quickly, "Even if you weren't busy, you wouldn't be able to hear it."
"What do you mean?" Yan Zhuo felt guilty, and his voice couldn't help but rise a few degrees. "Are you doubting my academic qualifications? I really did graduate from the National Conservatory of Music!"
"But Professor Zheng isn't from the National Conservatory of Music." Lu Jue mustered up the courage to look at the camera and told everyone clearly and loudly, "Professor Zheng is a lecturer in the 2019 class at the National Academy of Arts and my teacher!"
Yan Zhuo:!!!
He held it in for a long time but couldn't utter a word.
Yi Jingchen said perfunctorily, "Maybe I've interviewed too many professors and remembered it wrongly."
He raised the corners of his lips, revealing a businesslike smile, and looked straight at Yan Zhuo, "Sorry, you don't mind, do you?"
System: "Hey! Good tea!"
It's a miracle that his host has never been beaten up in his entire life.
"I, there is also a Professor Zheng in our school." Yan Zhuo struggled desperately, "I remembered it wrong again."
[Mistaken again?]
Yi Jingchen complained.
[At such a young age, his memory is so poor, is it Alzheimer's?]
Yan Zhuo opened and closed his mouth, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.
"Um, student Yan Zhuo." Gu Sijun couldn't bear it and called him softly, "Just now, the National Conservatory of Music responded to this matter. Do you want to take a look?"
Yan Zhuo shuddered.
Responded? Impossible!
There are so many artists in the circle who are trying to take advantage of the popularity of the National Conservatory of Music, but I have never seen them respond.
Yan Zhuo took a step forward and took the phone tremblingly.
The National University of Music, which was tagged crazily, responded to the audience's questions in the comment section.
@National University of Music: Thank you for the public's attention to our school. After verification, there is no student named Yan Zhuo in the class of 2023, nor in the class of 2019. Please be informed.
After the official intervention, those who originally supported Yan Zhuo disappeared at the same time, leaving only a bunch of spectators.
[I got rich laughing! People at school are probably eating melons too, and they even marked it as level 19, hahahahaha]
Academic fraud has been confirmed, @Superidol, please withdraw him from the competition now that it’s discovered.
[Why did you withdraw from the competition? Yan Zhuo has works and talent, you are just jealous of his popularity]
Little sister, if you have nothing better to do, go do your winter vacation homework. Academic fraud is extremely serious and will mislead teenagers like you.
[+1, when I think of academic fraud, I think of the Nobel Prize in Mathematics and CNKI]
[Don't mention CNKI! I hate checking for duplicates! I'll always hate academic fraud!!!]
The "Super Idol" production crew detected the audience's reaction, realized that something was wrong, and immediately took Yan Zhuo away from the scene.
Ignoring his pleas and protests, the staff announced that Yan Zhuo had withdrawn from the competition due to personal reasons.
[Personal reasons?]
Yi Jingchen rolled his eyes.
[You didn't check the Xuexin.com before selecting people.]
The other trainees had a very hard time holding back their laughter.
The clip of Yan Zhuo quickly became a hot topic, and Lu Jiu, who was standing blankly beside him, inexplicably gained a wave of exposure.
Considering his excellent songwriting ability but average singing skills, the instructor could only give him a 'B' rating.
Getting a 'B' was already much higher than Luchu had expected.
[Very good, very good~]
Yi Jingchen expressed satisfaction with the result.
[The three great things about the first stage: additional auditions, trending searches, and a fierce rival, all happened to you.]
[I hope Luchu will stand up for himself next time, and not wait until his work is snatched away and he's mocked for being too obscure.]
Luchu bowed to his mentor with profuse gratitude and quickly rushed to the top of the pyramid.
When he arrived at the Class B seating area, he ran straight to the Class A area without stopping and bowed deeply to Yi Jingchen.
"Thank you! Thank you for listening to my songs! Thank you for supporting me!"
Lu Jiu bent his waist 90 degrees and bowed to Yi Jingchen, tears glistening in his eyes as he looked at him.
"For you, I will fight on this show until the very last second, and never give up!"
Yi Jingchen: "Uh, you're welcome."
Wait, I didn't do anything?
[Cat Confused.jpg]
The news about Yan Zhuo was too exciting. In just three minutes, he was found to have committed academic fraud and was then slapped in the face by the authorities.
As a result, the following programs seemed to pale in comparison to this melon.
In the blink of an eye, the first stage had been recorded for several hours.
Seeing that everyone was frozen red and purple, the director team announced a half-hour break.
"Yeah!"
"Thank God, I almost froze to death."
Although it is a rest period, there are so many trainees that the program team cannot provide a single rest room for everyone.
Only the instructors have their own lounge.
The poor trainees were all crowded in a large lounge converted from a warehouse. There was no heating, and five people shared one small sun.
Yi Jingchen came down from Class A area, but the stairs were too long.
When he walked into the lounge, the little sun had already been divided up and there was no place left for him at all.
Yi Jingchen wrapped his windbreaker tightly and shivered.
[If it continues to freeze, his cat will die before he finishes his thesis.]
Suddenly, a staff member rushed in, grabbed Yi Jingchen and dragged him out of the warehouse.
"Yi Jingchen, come with me!" The staff member took him to the warm and comfortable mentor rest area without saying anything.
Yi Jingchen was completely confused and asked, "Where are we going?"
"Go to the tutor's lounge. Tutor Quan wants to see you."
[Teacher Kwon? That collapsed pentagon!]
Yi Jingchen stopped, revealing an expectant and excited expression. He took out his melon-eating notebook and said, "Can you wait for two minutes? I need to prepare well before meeting with Professor Quan~"
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