Chapter 12 System, you messed with my mentality again!
"Wow! This is so cool!"
"Mom, they cheated! How can they be so handsome!"
"I want to report it! This is a dimensionality reduction attack!"
"Director, please don't worry, young people don't have martial ethics!"
"So handsome! What else can you compare to?"
"I, a man, almost became gay!"
“They all have nine years of compulsory education, so why are they so showy?”
…
Lu Cheng curled his lips, feeling extremely jealous: "What's the point of being good-looking..."
But standing next to Lu Cheng was Zhuo Yuanquan. This buddy's eyes lit up as he watched Lin Fan and the others approach him. "How can being good-looking be useless? At least you get more shots than others! I don't know who designed their looks. I must ask them later and introduce them to me!"
Lu Cheng was choked to death!
Lin Fan and others looked for their own positions amidst envious and jealous gazes.
As luck would have it, Lin Fan was standing next to Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng was so angry when he saw Lin Fan's look, which was obviously a level higher than his own.
In the camera, other students took their positions one after another.
Ke Xirui took the microphone and said, "Dear students, did you sleep well last night?"
"good!"
Facing the camera, 99 out of 100 students shouted at the top of their lungs, just like kindergarten kids being obedient when their teacher called their names.
One of the 100 students, Lin Fan, lazily looked at the students around him and the excited Li Xiaodong beside him, and couldn't help complaining: "It was already 12 o'clock when we finished filming the dormitory grabbing scene. It was already 1 o'clock when I took a shower, blew my hair, and lay down on the bed. In addition, a few night owls kept chatting and gossiping, and I was woken up early in the morning. Are you hypocritical?"
"Young man, the Ministry of Education has issued a notice that primary school students must get 10 hours of sleep. I'm only 20 years old, I need to sleep 12 hours!"
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Without waiting for everyone to calm down, Ke Xirui continued to ask: "We are about to choose the performance songs. Are you excited?"
"Wow, it's finally time to get serious!"
"My 40-meter sword is thirsty for blood. My first performance was not enough to show my level. This time I want everyone to see my true ability!"
"You said the same thing before you went on stage for your first performance, but didn't you still get an F in the end?"
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All the students were a little nervous. After all, the public performance was completely different from the initial stage performance. The initial stage performance was the result of several months to several years of careful training by the agency. To put it bluntly, what they sang and danced to were the songs they had practiced.
The first performance was to give out 16 new songs, each of which was only shown a 30-second demo, and then the songs were selected based on the ratings. What they selected was not decided by themselves. After the selection, there were only 7 days for rehearsal, and then they had to perform on stage immediately after 7 days. The difficulty was comparable to that of professional contestants performing on stage, because everyone only had 7 days to get familiar with a song and the dance of the song.
Moreover, this performance will be voted on by all the viewers in the live broadcast room. If there is any flaw in anyone's performance at this time, it will immediately affect their ranking. It is very cruel!
From the first performance, the competition truly entered the bayonet stage.
"Okay, now please welcome the student who is temporarily ranked first, Zhuo Yuanquan!"
The students immediately became envious.
"Ah! Zhuo Yuanquan is number one!"
"It must be him. His performance yesterday was amazing!"
"I'm so envious. I don't even know what place I'm in."
"Please bless me with a good ranking!"
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Amid the noise, Zhuo Yuanquan calmly stepped out of the line, walked towards the song he had already chosen without hesitation, and stopped.
"The next student ranked second is..."
Ke Xirui signed up one by one, and the students came forward one by one to choose songs. Lin Fan believed that his performance yesterday was at least among the last few, if not the last.
After all, Lin Fan's performance was incomplete, and he also expressed his hope to be eliminated. Although the mentors gave him a C rating, his fans, especially fans of other students, must have disliked him and felt that Lin Fan did not respect the stage and other students. It was good enough that they did not blacken him, and they would definitely not vote for him.
As for the passers-by fans, Lin Fan could draw the conclusion from the system. After the performance, he only had about 2,000 popularity points, and at most a few thousand votes. If this result didn't put him at the bottom, who would?
So Lin Fan was very calm.
You guys choose, and in the end, it must be the song that chooses me, not me who chooses the song.
Anyway, since he was bored waiting, Lin Fan started looking through his system. After a night of preparation, and an hour of styling for students like Li Xiaodong, his popularity score unexpectedly broke through.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
[Current popularity value 1088, task progress 3088/1000000]
Hey, how come the popularity is still rising? Can sleeping increase popularity? Is it because my sleeping posture is so handsome?
I remember that there are indeed such anchors on the other side of the earth. They make tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan a month by live-streaming themselves sleeping, and have achieved financial freedom.
Lin Fan fell into deep thought: If popularity can increase even while sleeping, then this mission of 1 million popularity points doesn't seem that difficult to accomplish. Maybe it's really possible to complete the mission.
"And it's already 1,000 again so soon, do you want to draw a prize?"
To draw or not to draw is always a difficult question. Lin Fan said that it only takes 1 second to answer such a difficult question.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the mandatory skill: Dancing must be a highlight - every superstar will have countless highlights. Although you are still just a rookie, when you see the spotlight, you must get excited! ]
Fuck! System, you messed with my mentality again! Dancing must be a highlight, does that mean that as long as I go on stage to dance, I will definitely have a highlight moment? Lin Fan fell into deep thought. This system has been issuing mandatory skills to him. Will he be forced to debut later? Lin Fan felt a chill on his back - that was the ill intentions of the system! Does your mother know that you are so willful? I have debuted, how can I still have a date? So many young ladies have no one to take care of them, how pitiful? I can't give up the whole forest for the sake of the debut tree!
Lin Fansheng pulled his mind back from the system with despair, only to find that more than one-third of the students had already chosen songs, and two of the tracks were already full.
Lin Fan looked at the remaining tracks, and didn't recognize any of them.
Not only did Lin Fan not recognize them, he was so busy drawing the lottery that he didn't even look at the demos of the 16 songs carefully, and had no idea what genres these songs were.
However, with the system's [Mandatory Skill: Never Sing Out of Tune], Lin Fan felt that he would at least not hold back the other students.
Even if I want to slack off, I can't drag my teammates down.
Lin Fan asked Li Xiaodong next to him: "Which song doesn't require dancing?"
Lai Siu-tung shook his head and said, "Each season of Morning Star selects contestants who can sing and dance, so these 16 songs basically have dance moves."
Lu Cheng on the side suddenly turned around and pointed to a nearly full team and said, "Look, the song 'Confession' is mainly singing, with very little dancing."
Lin Fan was slightly startled, showing his eight teeth: "Thank you, classmate Street Light!"
"I'll say it again, my name is Lu Cheng, not Street Lamp!" Lu Cheng was furious. How could this kid just give someone a nickname? "It doesn't matter."
Lin Fan patted Lu Cheng on the shoulder, stood up and walked towards the stage. He was called.
Initial ranking: 51st.
This Lu Cheng was just a lemon on his lips, but he was actually a good person! Lin Fan decided that if Lu Cheng asked him to help with styling in the future, he would definitely give him a member price.
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