Chapter 4 You are a good person
"How did you get injured so badly?"
Lu Ran took out the medicine box he brought with him and carefully lifted Wen Yu's sleeve. "You lost so much blood, it must be very painful, right?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Lu Ran's words brought Wen Yu's thoughts back to twenty minutes ago.
In fact, the moment he opened his eyes, Wen Yu keenly sensed that something was wrong. This body was different from an ordinary body. The heat coming from the abdomen seemed to be able to completely engulf a person's consciousness.
Wen Yu had been in the entertainment industry for so long that he naturally knew that this was a sign of Chinese medicine. Before he regained consciousness, he heard a cold voice.
——"How does it feel to suffer the consequences of your own actions?"
——"There's still half an hour until the first stage."
——"People like you don't deserve to debut at all."
Wen Yu quickly sorted out the information in these two sentences, but before he could open his mouth, the man disappeared from his sight.
The fragmented memories that flashed through his mind and the man's words told Wen Yu that he was participating in a talent show.
And now there is still half an hour until the first stage of the audition.
Wen Yu has never been a man who sits and waits for death. When he saw some glass fragments on the ground, he picked them up and stabbed them into his arm.
The piercing pain made him more conscious. He struggled to stand up and quickly looked around.
The remaining memories in his mind told him that this was the utility room, about three minutes away from the bathroom.
Perhaps because he had been thinking for too long, his consciousness became blurred again. Wen Yu did not hesitate and stabbed the wound on his arm again. Fortunately, the effect of this medicine was not too strong. As long as he felt the intense pain, he could stay awake.
Bright red blood dripped onto the floor, staining the white floor of the utility room a glaring red. Wen Yu's lips became paler and paler, and he walked to the bathroom with difficulty.
It is now the coldest time of the year, and Wen Yu's mind is completely cleared as the cold water splashes on his face again and again.
He leaned tiredly against the bathroom wall, breathing slightly.
Lu Ran appeared at this time.
He is one of the trainees participating in "Pick Me" this time. He is 24 years old this year. This age may be very young in other industries, but it is already very old for a trainee.
The company said that this was the last chance they had for Lu Ran, and if he could not make his debut through his own efforts, the company would give up on him completely.
Lu Ran has a problem.
He likes to go to the toilet when he is nervous.
There were less than twenty minutes left before the first stage performance, but Lu Ran was still very nervous, so he went to the bathroom again.
When Lu Ran saw "Wen Yu" leaning against the wall, his first reaction was fear, and his second reaction was worry.
The person in front of me can only be described as "embarrassed".
I saw blood dripping from his hanging arm, and his sleeves were dyed red by the blood. It was obviously winter, but the man's hair was dripping with water. The cold water and the bright red blood mixed together, turning into a very strange color.
“You…you…”
After a long mental struggle, Lu Ran mustered up the courage to talk to Wen Yu: "Are you okay?"
"help me."
Wen Yu looked at Lu Ran who suddenly appeared and spoke.
He knew that he was not in a good state, so he tried his best to put on a smile, hoping to arouse the other person's goodwill.
Wen Yu couldn't see his own appearance, and he mistakenly thought that his smile was kind. However, in the eyes of Lu Ran, who was sitting opposite him, Wen Yu's smile was gloomy and a little weird. Coupled with the blood dripping from the boy's arm, countless scenes from horror movies flashed through Lu Ran's mind. For a moment, he even wanted to scream.
"……Thanks."
Seeing that Lu Ran across from him hadn't made any move, Wen Yu added a "thank you" before continuing, "I need a pair of clean clothes."
Hearing this, Lu Ran finally came back to his senses.
He swallowed in shock and asked tentatively, "Does your wound... need bandaging?"
"need."
Wen Yu nodded: "Thank you, you are a good person."
Lu Ran hadn't expected to receive Wen Yu's "good guy card" under such circumstances. His fear dissipated a little as Wen Yu repeatedly said "thank you." "My clothes are in the dressing room. You have to stay close to me. There are only a dozen minutes left until the first stage. We have to hurry."
"Um."
Wen Yu nodded obediently.
The changing room Lu Ran mentioned was not far from the bathroom. He took out a clean piece of clothing and handed it to Wen Yu.
"Thanks."
Wen Yu thanked him again, took off his wet clothes, and prepared to throw away the blood-stained clothes.
"Don't throw it."
Seeing Wen Yu about to throw his clothes into the trash can, Lu Ran quickly stopped him: "You haven't taken off the medal on your clothes yet."
……medal?
Wen Yu was a little slow to react for a moment.
Lu Ran helped him take off the badge with the "F" written on it, and explained considerately, "This badge represents our initial evaluation. Only with this badge can we prove that we are trainees participating in this "Pick Me" competition."
After Lu Ran's reminder, some fragments flashed through Wen Yu's mind.
"Pick Me" is a talent show. The trainees who come to participate are selected through layers of selection. During the final performance, the judges will give corresponding ratings based on their performance. The ratings are divided into A, B, C, D, E, and F, among which "A" is the highest rating and "F" is the lowest rating.
Wen Yu's rating is "F".
When he saw "F", a hint of curiosity flashed in Wen Yu's eyes.
Since his debut at the age of seventeen, he has always occupied the first place in major charts. When others mention the name "Wen Yu", they are full of praise. Wen Yu has never known what it feels like to get an "F" in a stage performance.
"but……"
Lu Ran stared at the name 'Wen Yu' for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your name is very special."
The most popular singer in the past was Wen Yu...
It's a pity that although the two have the same name, their experiences are very different. One is a prodigy who became famous at a young age; the other is a poor trainee who got an 'F' in the audition.
Wen Yu didn't respond, but just stared at the 'F' on the badge in a daze.
Lu Ran mistakenly thought Wen Yu was too sad, so he patted his shoulder and comforted him softly: "It's okay, don't be discouraged if you got an 'F'. As long as we perform well on the first stage, we still have a chance."
Hearing the word "we", Wen Yu subconsciously looked at Lu Ran's chest, only to see that the badge on his chest was also an "F".
"By the way, I didn't bring any bandages."
Seeing that the time for the first stage was getting closer, Lu Ran said to Wen Yu, "You go to the practice room and wait for me. I'll go borrow a first aid kit from the staff."
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