Chapter 17 Su Xingye
Weibo is full of news about "Wen Yu".
Five years later, a trainee who looked extremely similar to "Wen Yu" appeared on the first stage of "Pick Me", and more and more people began to discuss him.
Entries related to "Pick Me" quickly swept the hot searches on Weibo, the program became more and more discussed, and the number of people watching the live broadcast of "Pick Me" increased.
Wen Yu had no idea what was happening online.
Wen Yu and Lu Ran returned to the "Pick Me" practice room and found that everyone was staring at him and Lu Ran.
However, the expressions in the eyes of these trainees were different. Some had expressions of shock, some of disbelief, some of fear, and some of worry...
Among these one hundred trainees, no one was happy about Wen Yu and Lu Ran’s exceptional performance on their first stage.
Wen Yu could understand their thoughts.
The trainees participating in the audition this time are all in competition. His and Lu Ran's exceptional performance means that their chances of being eliminated have increased a bit, which is not something to be happy about for the trainees who are about to perform on stage.
Wen Yu was not familiar with this group of trainees, so he didn't plan to greet them. He was about to return to his original position when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"that……"
Ren Yi had been waiting at the door of the practice room early. When he saw Wen Yu and Lu Ran coming back, a hint of embarrassment flashed across the boy's brows, and then he called out "Wen Yu"'s name again.
"Um?"
Wen Yu raised her eyes and looked at Ren Yi in front of her.
"I lost..."
Although he was somewhat unwilling, Ren Yi always kept his word: "I underestimated your ability. I apologize to you."
Having said this, Ren Yi paused for a few seconds, as if he was making a very tangled decision: "Finally... I will withdraw from the "Pick Me" audition according to our agreement."
As soon as Ren Yi finished speaking, the practice room fell silent.
Judging from Ren Yi's performance on the first stage, the possibility of him surviving to the last episode is very high. If he quits at this time, it would be equivalent to voluntarily giving up the opportunity to "debut".
Ren Yi and Wen Yu only made a verbal bet. Sun Entertainment was behind him, and Wen Yu was just an individual trainee. Even if Ren Yi was determined not to withdraw from the "Pick Me" audition, Wen Yu had no way to deal with Ren Yi.
The other trainees might complain in their hearts, but most of them could understand Ren Yi's approach.
"Pick Me" is the most popular talent show this year. The longer they survive here, the higher their national fame will be and the greater the chance of obtaining good resources will be.
"The bet is void."
Wen Yu looked at Ren Yi's expression and said softly, "You can still continue to participate in the "Pick Me" audition."
In fact, Wen Yu also came step by step.
People say he is a miracle born for the stage, but no one knows how long Wen Yu practiced in a cramped practice room before releasing his first album.
Wen Yu knew very well how great the competitive pressure was among the trainees, and also knew how difficult it was for Ren Yi to get to this point.
If Ren Yi refused to acknowledge the "bet" between them, or even took advantage of his power to bully others and bite back, Wen Yu would not let him off easily; but now that Ren Yi took the initiative to bring up the bet and said that he was willing to fulfill it, Wen Yu would not deprive Ren Yi of the opportunity to "debut".
"……Really?"
Ren Yi didn't expect Wen Yu to be so easy to talk to. A flash of shock crossed his brows, and then this shock was replaced by shame: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so strong on stage before, so I said some unkind things to you. I hope you can forgive my previous recklessness."
At the end of his speech, he bowed to Wen Yu.
Ren Yi's apology was very sincere.
Wen Yu was not a person who held grudges. In his eyes, these trainees who were sixteen or seventeen years old were children who had not grown up yet, and he had always been very tolerant of children.
"I forgive you."
Wen Yu patted Ren Yi on the shoulder and said, "You performed very well on stage today. I hope you can keep up the good work."
Ren Yi stood there in a daze for two seconds.
For some reason, he always felt that Wen Yu's tone and posture when speaking just now were particularly similar to those of the "mentor" in the audience.
But Wen Yu clearly looks only seventeen years old...
Ren Yi threw away the messy thoughts in his mind and thanked Wen Yu again.
The bet between the two was over.
…
After Lu Ran returned to the practice room, his mind was still restless for a long time. He thought about Wen Yu getting three "A"s, and then he thought about himself getting an "A-".
He urgently needed to find someone to chat with to express his excitement, and "Wen Yu" was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Wen Yu, Wen Yu..."
Lu Ran's tone was upbeat because of his happiness. "You performed really well on stage this time. Are you a fan of Master Wen? Did you change your name in his memory?"
"yes."
The first time is new, the second time is familiar.
Wen Yu had already admitted once on stage that he was a fan of Wen Yu, so the second time was naturally easy for him.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke with a voice that was a bit bold and unrestrained: "How is it? My imitation is not bad, right?"
"More than good?!"
Lu Ran looked at Wen Yu with eyes full of admiration: "It's exactly the same! If Master Wen hadn't been dead for five years, I would have suspected that you were him in disguise..."
"etc……"
Wen Yu's smile froze on his face, and he subconsciously raised his voice: "What did you say? Who has been dead for five years?"
Lu Ran was frightened by Wen Yu's reaction. He stammered, "It's...it's...Wen Yu..."
Isn’t it common knowledge that Wen Yu has passed away?
Lu Ran remembered that the entry #Wen Yu died# stayed on Weibo's hot search for three days. The news of "Wen Yu died" was pinned to the top of QQ, WeChat, browsers and various social platforms. Unless one was extremely out of touch with the news, it was impossible not to see the news of "Wen Yu died".
"What about Su Xingye?"
"ah?"
Lu Ran didn't know why Wen Yu had turned the topic to "Su Xingye" again. He hesitated in his tone, "Are you talking about Su Xingye, Wen Yu's best friend?"
Hearing the words "best friend", Wen Yu's lips curled up into a sarcastic smile, and the atmosphere around him unconsciously became gloomy.
Lu Ran had never seen Wen Yu like this before, and his emotions became nervous involuntarily: "Yes...I said...Is there any problem?"
"No."
Wen Yu lowered his eyes, hiding the piercing hatred in his eyes.
"How has Su Xingye been doing these years?"
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