Chapter 15
The first performance is a position assessment. Contestants choose one of the vocal, dance and songwriting groups to participate in the assessment based on their areas of interest and expertise.
The program team first announced the alternative songs and the upper limit of the number of people in each group, and then made selections based on the order of the contestants' initial ratings. Once a song reaches the upper limit of the number of people, it will no longer be available for selection.
As soon as the rules were announced, people in the crowd began to exchange knowing glances: This makes it too easy for the top groups to form a group. If people in Group A gather together in one group, how can others compete?
As expected, those who were initially rated A were all arrogant, with the joy on their faces overflowing uncontrollably. Zheng Yan also listened to the voices of people behind him trying to win them over, and just felt bored.
What a fool.
An A in the initial rating only proves that one's ability is okay, but talent shows have always been about popularity. Before opening their eyes to see the actual ranking, they are already immersed in the dream of being in Group A. Openly forming a group is even more like trampling on the popularity of the public.
He was thinking when he suddenly heard his name.
Jiang Linshu hesitated for a long time and decided to ask the prince what he thought. Although the prince was not very "people-friendly" and always had a cold face, Zheng Yan was also very nice to some people, such as Jiang Shiyu.
Maybe the prince is just cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He should go and ask. It would be best if he could get the prince involved, but it wouldn't be a loss if he was rejected.
Jiang Linshu smiled and said, "Yan Ye, which group do you want to join?"
Zheng Yan also took a look at the repertoire, but he had no interest in any of them.
It mainly depends on which one Jiang Shiyu wants to go.
"I haven't decided yet."
Jiang Linshu: "Would you like to join us?"
"Let's talk about it later." Zheng Yan remained noncommittal, looking across. Jiang Shiyu looked half asleep, tears still lingering in his eyes. He stood dazed in the crowd, completely out of place among those calculating people.
Jiang Shiyu is too pure, Zheng Yan couldn't help but sigh again.
Without him, how could a little kitten like him possibly defeat those thousand-year-old foxes?
He didn't even think about the fact that he was the werewolf killer led by Jiang Shiyu.
A man immersed in love can never tell the difference between right and wrong.
Perhaps it was because his gaze was too intense, Jiang Shiyu looked up as if sensing it, and their eyes met in mid-air. The cotton ball across from him finally smiled softly upon seeing him.
Zheng Yan looked at him and smiled, mouthing to Jiang Shiyu: "Which one do you want to go to?" Then he looked across expectantly.
In fact, Jiang Shiyu was still immersed in his morning grumpiness and didn't see clearly what Zheng Yan was doing. He only looked up because the opposite gaze was too strong.
When Zheng Yan stared at him, his eyes were round and peach blossom eyes were less indifferent.
It looks like a puppy, Jiang Shiyu thought absentmindedly, kind of cute.
He also tilted his head and looked at Group A.
The two looked at each other.
Jiang Shiyu couldn't help laughing first. He said something, but Zheng Yan couldn't see it clearly. He continued to ask: Do you want to be in the same group with me?
Jiang Shiyu nodded.
After getting the answer, Zheng Yan also began to seriously think about which group they should go to.
Singing depends too much on talent, and dancing depends too much on basic skills, so it’s better to become a songwriter.
Anyway, now as long as you can write a fluent and smooth sentence, people will say you are talented and kiss you.
Moreover, the competition in the singing and songwriting group is not that fierce. People in the front row are concentrating on the first two items. If they choose singing and songwriting, there should still be vacancies by the time Jiang Shiyu chooses.
Just as he made up his mind, he suddenly heard a cough behind him. Luo Wenxi had come over at some point and was standing beside him with a smile on his face.
Luo Wenxi: "Which group does Jiang Shiyu want to join?"
Zheng Yan also glanced at him: "What does it have to do with you?"
Luo Wenxi: "What's wrong? We are all friends. Is it not okay to ask?"
"Zheng Yanye, you are so stingy."
“…”
"I like Xiaoyu very much. Of course I want to be in the same group with Xiaoyu. Master Zheng won't stop me from doing that, right?"
Zheng Yan also sneered.
Of course he had to stop him. Luo Wenxi, what do you mean by trying to snatch my person in front of me!
He looked Luo Wenxi up and down and said very viciously: "Jiang Shiyu doesn't like your style."
"What do you mean you don't like mine?"
"He doesn't like pretty boys. Even though they look good, he doesn't like those with central air conditioning. He also doesn't like those who always smile but are thinking about him."
"Really?" Luo Wenxi looked at him with a half-smile, as if surprised. "That means Jiang Shiyu doesn't like you either. From your description, I thought you were reporting your ID number."
"At least I'm not paired with anyone else."
"After all, my husband is Xiaoyu."
"Master, just admit it."
Zheng Yanye: ...
He gritted his teeth in his heart: Get out, you green tea man, tonight he will blow up all the posts about Luo Wenxi and Jiang Shiyu.
The singing and songwriting group went through a period of time when no one paid attention to them, until Zheng Yan went up and wrote his name without hesitation, and then Luo Wenxi followed suit.
The camera was timely focused on the other students' exclamations: "As expected of Group A, they are so brave."
Zheng Yan and Luo Wenxi also looked at each other, and read the same message in each other's eyes: Haha, why are you pretending?
After them, the singer-songwriter group suddenly became very popular. Several people who had originally said in interviews that they were not good at writing came to this group saying things like "I want to challenge myself".
The rankings are getting lower and lower, but it’s not as high as Jiang Shiyu yet.
Zheng Yan was also secretly anxious. Originally, he wanted to bring Jiang Shiyu along. They would be sweet and cozy in the practice room, and they could also take off in public on the performance stage. What a wonderful time to spend together.
He was unable to be with Jiang Shiyu in the practice room last time, and when Xiaoyu was tired, there was no one to comfort him or accompany him.
No one can snatch his chance to be a dog this time!
Luo Wenxi was still leisurely finishing off the attack from the side: "It's good for Xiaoyu to be with me. It doesn't matter if you don't have a spot there, I have one here."
Zheng Yanye: ...
Zheng Yanye: Can you please go away?
Luck finally favored Zheng Yanye. When it came to the C-level selection, there was still a spot in his group. Zheng Yanye looked at Jiang Shiyu with eyes that were full of the words "Come quickly".
But the goddess of luck does not fulfill all wishes, and may also adjust the wishes.
Zheng Yan also watched Jiang Shiyu stand over at the same time as another person came in front of him.
Is he going to exercise his captain's right to counter-select now? Zheng Yan was about to firmly pull Jiang Shiyu's hand when he was interrupted by the PD.
The host, eager to create chaos, stopped him and announced, "If two people choose the same team at the same time, they will compete to decide the winner."
Zheng Yan was even more anxious than Jiang Shiyu: "Comparing what?"
Host: "Arm wrestling."
When Jiang Shiyu's hand was held by another person, Zheng Yan's first reaction was jealousy. He had never been so open and aboveboard to hold Jiang Shiyu's hand in front of so many people and in front of the cameras.
Xiao Yu's hands were so small that they would leave marks with just a little force. His gaze gradually grew deeper, making one wonder if the skin on other parts of his body was the same.
Zheng Yan also stood behind Jiang Shiyu and encouraged him softly: "No matter what the result is, I want to be with you in my heart."
Jiang Shiyu rolled his eyes at him: "It sounds like I'm going to lose."
Zheng Yan didn't respond to him. Not to mention that Jiang Shiyu's wrist was so thin that he could easily circle it, as if he could break it with a little force, let's just talk about the person opposite him. If it was anyone else, it would be fine, but he happened to be a sports student.
There is no chance for his delicate wife to win.
But Zheng Yan didn't dare to say this. He could only pat Jiang Shiyu on the shoulder and say, "Just have fun, Xiaoyu."
Jiang Shiyu narrowed his eyes, revealing a dimple on one side of his face. "How could I disappoint my dear roommate's expectations?"
"Are you ready to see how I'm going to rock the place?"
The only words Zheng Yan could hear were "dear". He felt dizzy with happiness. Jiang Shiyu called him dear. What was the difference between this and agreeing to his proposal?
Now, immediately, right now, he wants to let the whole world know that Jiang Shiyu is with him.
He was immersed in this fantasy dizziness until he was awakened by a cry of surprise. As everyone imagined, the game was over very quickly.
The only difference was the winner. Jiang Shiyu easily pinned the other person down, his slender wrists, gleaming white against his dark skin, looking incredibly fragile.
But even though he looked so weak, Jiang Shiyu won.
Jiang Shiyu smiled lightly, revealing his beautiful dimples: "I won."
He blinked and looked at Zheng Yanye: "I earned the opportunity to be with you myself, and you still don't welcome me?"
Zheng Yanye: My wife has transformed from a soft and fragrant little cake into a cute Popeye girl.
There is a feeling of ever-changing Xiaoyu, which makes me like it even more.
He hooked his arm around Jiang Shiyu's shoulder and gave him a hug: "Of course you're welcome." His lips brushed past Jiang Shiyu's ear, leaving a tingling sensation behind it.
Whispering in someone's ear, "Xiao Yu is so awesome," is a bit too unfair!
Jiang Shiyu's ears turned red instantly.
Where on earth did Zheng Yan learn all these tricks? This guy swore that he had no experience in love. Is he still teaching these things in the forum post?!
Then he also needs to learn, and can't always let Zheng Yan control him.
whee.
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I'm busy moving and have only finished updating now, so the update is late TT
In the next chapter, Xiaoyu will learn that high-end hunters always exist as prey. >_<
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