Challenger
“…”
Shu Lang was obviously shocked by the domineering aura of the 'Purple Diamond Noble'. His hand holding the battle card trembled slightly, and he hesitated to give it to her.
Yi Jingchen didn't care.
[If I lose the battle, I will be relegated to Class B at most, which is a big win for me considering my level!]
He raised his hand early, ready to take the card.
Seeing Shu Lang hesitating like this, he asked casually, "Why don't you give it to me?"
"It's so unethical to challenge a contestant with no basic skills." Shu Lang frowned, feeling the tension between human nature and reality.
[But I really need this opportunity...]
Shu Lang comes from a very small company and is at the bottom of the idol circle.
After the company signed Shu Lang and other trainees, it invested a lot of money in hiring professional teachers for them, renting practice rooms, purchasing costumes, etc.
In recent years, the idol market has been seriously involuted.
The trainees promoted by the company have problems even having basic food and clothing due to lack of exposure and lack of notices.
At the end of last year, the practice room leased by the company expired, and my younger brother, who joined the company later, could only practice in an abandoned warehouse.
The boss couldn't bear to see their youth buried in the dark warehouse, so he planned to dissolve the company and send them to large entertainment companies.
At this time, Shu Lang received a call that he had passed the "Super Idol" selection.
This is the last chance for him and the company.
Shu Lang urgently needs to enter Class A to increase his exposure and let the audience see him.
"Oh, I see." Yi Jingchen figured out the whole story and inexplicably thought of a classic old show about becoming an idol in order to save a bankrupt academy.
At the end of that anime, the protagonist successfully kept his school with the help of his idol status.
Yi Jingchen has always believed that the second dimension is an utopia.
In reality, how can things be so smooth?
However, every time ideals collide with reality.
Even though he was beaten many times, he still chose his ideal without hesitation.
Yi Jingchen smiled lightly and reached out to take Shu Lang's battle card.
Just as Shu Lang pinched a corner of the battle card, he suddenly retracted his hand as if he was burned.
Yi Jingchen: ???
[Again? History always repeats itself in a surprising way.]
[You're having fun playing with me, right?!]
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"Sorry, I changed my mind." He shook his head and looked away.
"Hey, stop dithering." The trainee sitting right behind the pyramid stood up and said proudly, "I'm the leader of the dance, I want to battle with you."
"Thank you." Shu Lang handed over the battle card as if relieved and quickly glanced at his name.
Cen Hao
Cen Hao was the second player to get an A in the entire competition.
After the first A was casually given to Yi Jingchen, the program team tested the audience's reaction and demanded that the standards for Class A be raised.
Therefore, for the next two hours, no second A appeared.
In that case, Cen Hao got an A grade, and the value was maximized!
The battle between the two talented dancers was thrilling and entertaining, causing the audience to exclaim in excitement while at the same time worrying for the two of them.
In the end, Shu Lang won the battle with several extremely difficult ultimate moves.
Although Cen Hao lost a small hand, he got an extra opportunity to show off, which won praise from the audience.
Yi Jingchen stared at them without blinking, and seemed to understand why talent shows have a special liking for battles.
A contest between evenly matched opponents is tense and exciting, and can lead to a win-win situation.
Shu Lang sat behind Yi Jingchen and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank God I didn't choose you just now."
"Why?" Yi Jingchen raised his head back.
[Isn't this Q/Q Dance Purple Diamond Noble standing high enough?]
Shu Lang smiled with relief, "Because, you should sit in this position."
"Huh?" Yi Jingchen blinked, quite surprised.
From the beginning to now, including the instructor who gave him an A, only Shu Lang thought that he deserved to be in Class A.
"Your performance was wonderful!" Shu Lang said innocently, "In fact, the most important thing for an idol is not singing, dancing, or rap, but who can provide more emotional value to the audience."
The essence of a boy group talent show is simply about who can make the audience happier.
Judging by this standard, no one deserves A more than Yi Jingchen.
Whether it's the opening shower of roses or the continuous shocking news, he always manages to capture the audience's interest.
"Thank you." Yi Jingchen thanked Shu Lang from the bottom of his heart.
[It turns out that this is understandable!]
He was sitting in the A class area, feeling uneasy at first, and was thinking of giving up his seat if someone started a battle.
After hearing Shu Lang's words, Yi Jingchen felt inexplicably swelled!
[That’s right.]
[Then why don’t I try harder and try to keep my A?]
"Yi Jingchen, come on!" Senior Mushroom suddenly rushed over and grabbed his wrist, "I want to practice with you in Class A classroom~"
"Yi Jingchen, you must stay in Class A." Mu Gan agreed, "I don't want to change roommates."
[What if the new roommate hates Wangzai milk?]
"Well."
Is the focus on Wangzai Milk?
"Okay, I'll try my best."
Yi Jingchen is well aware of the principle that one should not keep all the promises made, and he does not set strange goals for himself.
Even so, he still couldn't escape the fate.
As the first stage was coming to an end and there were only two groups of contestants left, the mentor gave another A grade.
Fu Zheng, who got A, handed the challenge card to Yi Jingchen without any hesitation, feeling very excited.
[No one picked this noob, they must have left it for me!]
[Great! Look! I'm going to kill him!]
Yi Jingchen stood up, calmly took the battle card, and asked calmly, "Player Fu Zheng, do you think I'm weak?"
At this time, Fu Zheng should definitely answer "no", but when the words came to his mouth, he turned them into "Yes, I think you are a weakling."
【……】
[SRDS, Guat Wang's ability is indeed poor, but he shouldn't be dissed in front of others, right? ]
[No taste! Who doesn't know that the melon king is weak? Look at Shu Lang and Du Xingwei]
[u1s1, Fu Zheng got A purely because everyone wanted to see the battle. He is not worthy of being compared with the first two.]
[Fu Zheng was quite cunning. He knew he couldn't compete with others, so he chose the melon king.]
[Wow, wow, wow… my melon king! ]
[If it's the two of them, I hope King Melon can keep it. Although Yi Jingchen's stage is weak, his viewing experience is more than ten points better than Fu Zheng's.]
[dei! Chenchen has been showering roses on my circle of friends for a whole day, and the girlish heart has no resistance at all]
[Finally someone said it! No matter how bad Yi Jingchen's singing and dancing are, the rose rain is the ultimate killer of the entire first stage! ! ! ]
[In terms of popularity, why doesn’t the King of Melons deserve an A! ]
Yi Jingchen was not surprised at Fu Zheng's answer and asked again, "What if I win?"
Fu Zheng was confident of winning and couldn't hide his thoughts. "If you win, I will climb up the pyramid upside down and lick your seat clean!"
"Serious?" Yi Jingchen's eyes lit up and he reached out to take the half bottle of Wangzai milk that Mu Gan had not finished.
He wiped the seat clean first, then poured a layer of Wangzai milk on it and nodded with satisfaction.
[Ten minutes should be enough for it to freeze~]
[In fact, I have always wanted to see if a warrior licks a stool, will his tongue stick to it like the Northeast licks the telephone pole~]
[I was just thinking about it, but I didn’t expect Fu Zheng to come to me. How could I miss this opportunity?]
【？ ？ ？】
[Melon King, explain what you are doing? ]
[The King of Melons even cleaned the bench for him. He was so serious. I cried to death.]
[Wait, King of Melons, have you ever considered the consequences of losing? ]
[If you lose, you lose. The King of Melons didn’t say that you have to lick the stool if you lose. If you lose, at most you will go to Class B. Fu Zheng still has to clean the stool himself.]
[Then the melon king should win. It doesn’t matter. The milk from the dried milk can’t be wasted.]
[Hahahaha! Yi Jingchen, you are such a wicked boy]
Gua Gua: Tsk, is this considered immoral?
What's even more unethical is that you know nothing about my host!
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