Chapter 42 Team
Lin Ruohe encouraged everyone: "It's okay, just focus on yourself."
Meng Fanxi nodded. Seeing that the number of participating teams in this program had doubled compared to his previous life, and that the sponsorship and scale were completely different, the program had undergone a complete transformation. He could not rely solely on his impressions from his previous life to predict what would happen next.
He adjusted his mindset and echoed the team leader: "That's right, if we really aim to debut, our competitors will definitely be far more than 18."
Xu Youshen agreed: "At first glance, there seem to be a lot of challenges, but we must overcome them one by one."
After browsing through the list of all the participating companies, Zhang Yang had a general idea of who they were. "We are considered 'top contenders' among them."
Everyone followed his gaze and saw the Will Company group on the performance roster, which was them.
They were scheduled to perform last.
Generally, the production team will show the most interesting combinations later in order to keep the audience's attention on the show.
Ren Yuchen looked at the list thoughtfully. Indeed, the program team had arranged for several large companies to appear at the end, with some smaller companies interspersed in between, creating a balanced order of strength and weakness.
He analyzed that such an arrangement might not be very good: "We need to be prepared. If there are too many combinations, the audience may already be visually fatigued by the time the last one appears. We will also waste energy if we wait too long."
He, who is usually oblivious to the world around him, was focused at this moment. “We must remind each other when the time comes, and help each other out if anyone gets distracted.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Ying Zhuo sat in the corner, pretending to play on his phone, but actually paying attention to the six people's movements. Hearing them encouraging each other, he felt inexplicably moved.
They have a total of more than 20 directors, 18 of whom are responsible for coordinating with each group.
Looking at the various complaints in the directors' group chat, some trainees had to go out late at night to buy food, drinks, and supplies for the directors; some trainees were more picky and difficult than the clients; and some trainees had turned their temporary accommodations into a garbage dump...
He felt very lucky.
When he first learned that the team he was leading consisted of trainees from Will Company, and that high expectations were placed on them by all parties, he felt a lot of pressure. However, he did not expect that these six boys would be so easy to get along with.
Not only is it convenient, but it's also not arrogant. When I deliver food to their dorm, I can see that the rooms are clean and everything is in good order.
They're so united now; if they actually debut as a group, he'll definitely have to buy them an album as a memento.
Gu Huailang then looked at him and asked, "Brother Zhuo, these groups all have different numbers of people, right? Do you know how many people there are in total?"
The recording of the program was about to begin, and there was no need to hide it. Ying Zhuo recalled for a moment, but he couldn't remember the exact number. "A little over a hundred."
Gu Huailang's pupils trembled slightly.
Following the tone of his voice, Meng Fanxi asked, "The rules still can't be revealed?"
Ying Zhuo shrugged and shook his head helplessly.
The six people stood together, their eyes not meeting, but each was pondering some kind of guess.
At that moment, the loudspeaker in the room rang out, and director Jiang Xunzhen's voice came from the main control room: "To all trainee groups, the first recording of 'Trainee Camp' is about to begin."
She then explained the subsequent procedures and the route out.
Each team's director and external staff will provide assistance and guidance, so they don't need to worry too much.
Jiang Xunzhen's voice was free and clear, without any emotion, "The moment you step out of the waiting room, your words and actions may appear on the show. Please be responsible for your own actions."
"Now, all departments, please prepare."
"The first recording of 'Team-Based Camp',"
“3”
“2”
“1”
"Action".
With a "beep," the distinctive hissing background sound of the broadcast disappeared, and the room returned to silence.
No one was speaking inside, but if you listened carefully, you could hear footsteps moving outside.
The first segment is the trainee teams taking the stage. All teams will first gather in the studio before performing their first stage show.
The order of arrival at the studio is the same as the order of performances.
When it's not their turn, they can only wait here.
There are no cameras here, but their phones have been taken away, and they are not allowed to use their phones to pass the time while waiting.
Meng Fanxi looked at the large black screen in the room and asked Ying Zhuo, "Isn't this turned on?"
He thought this should allow him to see the situation inside the studio in real time.
Ying Zhuo shook his head: "Not for the time being."
He didn't say when it would be turned on.
A sense of anxiety gradually crept in, and a slight tension filled the air.
When faced with the unknown, thoughts tend to wander.
Perhaps Director Jiang's warning that recording had begun had an effect, because even though there were no cameras installed in the room, no one had much desire to express themselves.
Meng Fanxi looked up and saw a clock hanging at the top of the wall. Based on the occasional footsteps outside, he could roughly estimate that each team would need about 10 minutes.
It's just walking into the studio, isn't it?
What else did they do in those 10 minutes?
Presumably considering that they would have to wait the longest, the production team thoughtfully provided them with fruit, milk, and some snacks to replenish their energy.
The six of them were bored, sometimes spacing out, sometimes revisiting the dance, but they couldn't expend too much energy.
Ying Zhuo comforted them, saying that the production team had sped up the pace.
After waiting for nearly two hours, it was finally their turn.
The production crew rushed in immediately to help them touch up their makeup and adjust their clothes.
They were all dressed in all black, but each person's clothing had different details, making them look unified yet unique.
The makeup was only a light layer, and heavy makeup was avoided in line with the theme of the initial stage performance.
Of course, the first episode needs to make sure the audience can see what they look like.
Lin Ruohe gripped the doorknob and turned back to make a final check on everyone's condition.
Controlling his expression and adjusting his posture, he took a deep breath and opened the door.
In addition to the fixed cameras in the corridor, there were also people carrying cameras to follow them and film them. Staff members walked far ahead to guide them and avoid being in the shot.
Ying Zhuo was walking at the front. He had a whiteboard in his hand, which he quickly wrote on and then held up for them to see.
The four words are "can speak".
Meng Fanxi immediately understood that this was, after all, a variety show. He glanced at the people around him and transformed back into a cold, aloof figure, his eyes filled with estrangement, automatically isolating himself from his surroundings into a separate world.
He patted Xu You casually, "I'm so nervous, I don't know what will happen in a moment."
Lin Ruohe understood, and upon hearing this, she turned to the side and smiled, saying, "I'm actually a little nervous too, but everyone seems to be very friendly."
A hint of excitement appeared on Xu You's face, and the competitive spirit in his eyes made Meng Fanxi feel as if he were seeing Xu You from his past life.
“I can’t wait,” Xu You said.
After exchanging a few more awkward words, the group was led to a room by the staff.
The room was very close to the studio, and they didn't notice it during rehearsals.
The room is filled with elements from the show. The logo of "Team Camp" is hung in a prominent position. The main color of the show is red and black, so the interior design and decoration are also red and black.
They stood in front of a huge screen.
There was only this one large screen on the entire wall.
The electronic screen suddenly lit up, accompanied by a mechanical voice saying, "Welcome to 'Teamwork'."
The text was also displayed on the screen simultaneously.
"Please fill in your team information."
A form suddenly appeared on the screen, titled "Team Registration Form: Organized by Group," resembling an answer sheet.
The six people stood in front of the electronic screen, focused on the information they needed to fill out, unaware that there seemed to be even more cameras around.
Lin Ruohe, as the team leader, took the stylus from the staff and filled in the information by hand.
The first item is the company to which it belongs.
Lin Ruohe wrote: Weier Company.
His handwriting was neat and each stroke was exceptionally beautiful.
Meng Fanxi thought to himself, this should also be a point of attraction for fans.
The second item is the team name.
Meng Fanxi ran into trouble on the second step, finally figuring out where the other teams were spending their time.
Since deciding to participate in the show, they have been busy practicing and studying, and have not discussed the team name at all.
They even came to the show under the alias 'Weir Company'.
Ying Zhuo, holding a whiteboard in a blind spot of the camera, said: "Hurry up."
Lin Ruohe said with a troubled expression, "Otherwise, what about that?"
His gaze met Xu You's, who, caught off guard, asked in a daze, "Which one?"
Gu Huailang seemed to know, and he whispered, "No way."
Meng Fanxi thought to himself, "Could it be that?"
With limited time, Lin Ruohe felt there was nothing wrong with that, so she picked up her pen and started writing.
When the frame of the character '门' (door) appeared first, everyone understood.
Meng Fanxi, Ren Yuchen, and Gu Huailang all looked up at the sky simultaneously.
Xu You silently lowered his head.
Out of the corner of their eye, they still saw Lin Ruohe write down those words.
Lightning Six Stars.
Let's stick with the name VIER. However, since it was a company name in the past, we probably can't just let them use it now.
Meng Fanxi dismissed the idea and decided to accept reality.
"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang suddenly spoke to Lin Ruohe, extending his long, slender hand with distinct knuckles to take the pen from her.
Zhang Yang walked closer, and the other five people crowded around to see what he was going to do.
The camera gradually zoomed in without them even realizing it.
The first two words, "lightning," were deleted.
There are 'six stars' left.
But it's not over yet.
Zhang Yang wrote two words in front of him.
His calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, completely opposite to Lin Ruohe's style.
'eternal'
They both paused for a moment, and Meng Fanxi subconsciously uttered, "Eternal Six Stars."
The six people stared intently at the five words, a soft spot in their hearts gently touched.
Zhang Yang didn't say much, but everyone understood.
No matter what the program goes through, what the rules are, or how many difficulties we encounter, we must never forget our original intention of coming together.
All six people need to win first place.
The six of them debuted together.
All the staff present could feel that the cohesion of this six-person team had suddenly increased, even though their name wasn't particularly fancy.
After filling in the basic information on the first page, the second page appeared on the screen.
There was only one question: "Please fill in the number of people in your team."
The given space takes up an entire screen.
Lin Ruohe silently recited "eternal six stars," then with a flourish of his pen, wrote the number '6' that filled the entire screen.
Ren Yuchen then spoke up: "That's a huge number."
It was a sudden statement, yet it seemed perfectly normal.
The six remained calm and showed little outward reaction.
In fact, I took another closer look at the screen.
This was a pre-arranged code.
...
The process of filling out the registration form took them a lot of time.
They quickened their pace and walked to the entrance of the studio.
Undeterred, the six exchanged encouraging glances and tacitly pushed open the door together, following the signs toward the light.
The indistinct discussions and laughter from those groups gradually grew clearer as they approached.
My heart was pounding violently and excitedly in my chest.
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