Chapter 25
The next morning, Teacher Zhao's heart-wrenching screams echoed deafeningly in Chu Yu for eight hundred times:
"Host, cheer up! The country needs you! The Party and the people need you! The future of the entertainment industry cannot! Not! You!"
“…”
Two minutes later, a claw stretched out from the quilt with difficulty, and the action of pulling the quilt away was like pulling away the soil under a grave, revealing Chu Yu's face with more resentment than a ghost.
Life is boring, corpses cosplay as humans.
"You're awake, baby!" the system exclaimed in surprise. "It seems the book 'One Hundred and Eight Ways of Encouraging Parenting' I read yesterday was useful!"
“…” Chu Yu frowned and rubbed his eyes in a trance, muttering to himself as if he was still dreaming, “What the hell?”
"One hundred and eight ways to encourage parenting! I read through them all night last night and gained a lot!"
The system excitedly showed him the cover of the e-book. Chu Yu glanced at the small print at the bottom:
This book is more suitable for sensitive babies aged 6 to 12. Parents should remember to use a gentle tone when educating them.
"..." Chu Yu's anger was flaring up at that moment, and then he remembered that people's physiques cannot be generalized. He once got extremely angry and then there was no follow-up. Then he died down in an instant, and began to put on his clothes in a lifeless manner.
The system was like an old woman, constantly encouraging him in a gentle yet excited tone in his ear:
"Luo Jiayu went to buy you breakfast. You can go to training after you finish eating. Host, believe me, you are the best. The construction of the Chuanshuju's bright future cannot be done without you. If the draft camp loses you, it will be like - like -"
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a good metaphor, and finally Chu Yu kindly helped him to complete the sentence.
It's like the gaming world lost my son.
Chu Yu had gradually regained consciousness and was buttoning his clothes while communicating with the system in his mind.
Teacher Zhao: "Yeah?"
My son, the one on the upper bunk above me, you may not know that I used to play a two-player team game with him. When I was prompted to press any key to enter the game interface, he pressed the power off button.
“…”
Before the system could even begin to work out its reasoning, the real owner, carrying two large bags of breakfast, had just returned to the door and was now banging on it.
"Open the door, open the door, Chu Wenpei, don't hide in there and keep silent, I know you are at home."
He shouted one after another without any shame, so carelessly that it seemed as if he could call out all the trainees on the entire floor. Anyone who was a little less arrogant would have been so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground.
Chu Yu slowly buttoned the last button on his collar, his expression serene and his eyes kind, then he suddenly turned his head and glared in the direction of the noise.
"You're crazy! The door isn't closed."
"Bang—" The next second after the words fell, the door was opened by Luo Jiayu from the outside, "Huh? Really?"
"I sneezed just as I entered the dormitory building. I thought you might be missing me, so I rushed back eight hundred miles."
Luo Jiayu flicked his hair after saying this, and without caring about the life and death of the people who heard this, he slammed two large bags of takeout boxes on the table and asked, "Which one do you want to eat first?"
Chu Yu glanced at the table when he heard this. He was shocked when he saw it. He blinked silently for a few seconds, then turned his gaze back to Luo Jiayu: "Did you go to buy some goods?"
With all these large and small packages of various snacks, it was hard not to suspect that he was treating the cafeteria as a vegetable market and checking every window.
"What's wrong? You don't want to eat? Do you want to go on a diet?" Luo Jiayu asked him in surprise.
Chu Yu didn't answer, thinking back to when he felt guilty watching the two people across from him eating vegetable salad while he was eating a bowl of spicy oil wontons. Now he finally had a companion who could eat with him.
"Aren't we going home after we finish this job? Why do we need to go on a diet?" Luo Jiayu said as he unwrapped the plastic wrapper of the disposable chopsticks and threw them in the direction of Chu Yu. Chu Yu raised his hand skillfully to take it, and then asked a question as if he suddenly remembered something.
"What do you think would happen if the entertainment industry lost me?"
Luo Jiayu was busy lifting the lid of his lunch box and didn't look back. Hearing this, he raised his left eyebrow: "Hmm... like a fish losing its bicycle?"
Chu Yu was very satisfied with this answer. He looked up and poked the system in his brain: "See, correct, pertinent, and to the point."
"..." The system couldn't catch its breath, so it simply lowered its head in grievance and continued to read the 108 Encouraging Parenting Methods, not wanting to talk anymore.
Chu Yu turned around and asked the person in front of him: "What if the entertainment industry lost you?"
"You can still function even without me?" Luo Jiayu raised his right eyebrow again. "Oh, I'm just holding on."
“…”
Each person and their system, including the Luo Jiayu system that had been working silently, rolled their eyes.
The other roommates in the dormitory got up earlier than Chu Yu and rushed to the cafeteria to eat. At this time, there were only two of them left in the whole dormitory. They were not in a proper state. One of them ate while standing against the wall, and the other ate while lying on his side on the bed, and had intermittent attacks while eating.
"I have two." Chu Yu held up the two grilled sausages in his hand and said to Luo Jiayu who was chewing a meat bun facing him.
Luo Jiayu swallowed the bun in his mouth, glanced at the person on the bed, and said, "Give me 0?"
"No, I'll give you one." Chu Yu said as he handed over a sausage, speaking in the mature tone of an adult, like a three-year-old kindergartener, "Because you are my best friend."
Luo Jiayu curled his lips, reached out to take the sausage that Chu Yu brought, and replied in the same tone: "Thank you, you are also my best friend."
Having reached a consensus, the two children shook hands with each other solemnly.
"..." Luo Jiayu's system squinted its eyes while eating melon seeds in his brain, and watched for a long time before speaking.
“I feel like I’m sick everywhere, but I can’t tell where exactly.”
After the two children finished eating, they walked downstairs side by side, carrying their breakfast bags. After throwing away the trash near the gate, they shook hands solemnly and went their separate ways to their respective practice rooms. Before leaving, Luo Jiayu looked back and said, "Wait for me to come see you this morning when I'm free."
Chu Yu was too lazy to ask him why he came to see her. Most likely, she was not used to being a masochist without him around, and she had to be beaten to feel better, so she responded hastily.
When he went to their group's practice room, he happened to meet Lu Yiyang and Xue Liu who had already started practicing dancing. Between the two of them was Wei Shao who was explaining the moves to them in detail.
Hearing the sound, three pairs of eyes turned in unison. Chu Yu paused on his way to work. His already heavy mood, like visiting a grave, became even worse when he saw the dance instructor with a half-smile on his face.
"Is he in your team?" Wei Shao looked at his two beloved disciples on his left and right with a kind look.
"Host, I've seen this expression before." Teacher Zhao suddenly popped up in his mind, snapping his money-losing parenting e-book shut and saying seriously, "It's called a storm brewing."
Chu Yu met Wei Shao's gaze, and her heart subconsciously tightened. Two seconds later, a tiny, weird smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Fortunately, he had just used Wei Shao's favorability to open a surprise blind box all night last night, and now he was penniless, so he didn't have to worry about him losing his favorability because of his bad dancing.
As long as you spend all your money, you don’t have to worry about it being stolen!
As Wei Shao asked, Lu Yiyang and Xue Liu saw a cool-looking guy coming in. The former's eyes lit up and he greeted him, "Good morning!"
Chu Yu nodded subtly, because everyone around him was already familiar with his personality. If you didn't look closely, you'd think he was aloof, but if you looked closely, you'd know he wasn't awake yet. And if you looked even more closely, you could see a hint of quiet resentment.
"……Good morning."
Lu Yiyang and Xue Liu skillfully tried to cover their ears, but they were a step too late.
The familiar call of boiling water came again.
[When I think about getting up and going to work! I get so mad! I really ...
Tired of scolding? Take a break.
The air was silent for a second, and then the next moment, a crisp electronic sound came to Chu Yu's ears:
[Ding Dong, congratulations to host Chu Yu for achieving 10 points of favorability with the character Wei Shao. Please keep up the good work~]
ah?
Chu Yu was dumbfounded.
What new bug is this?
But the joy of getting a windfall was far less than the regret of having spent it all the night before - if Wei Shao did not withhold his favor at all and his doubts were unnecessary, then wouldn't his behavior of spending money overnight to open blind boxes and engage in advance consumption be clownish?
And I didn't win anything. The only time I won a prize was the unlucky parenting manual in the system's hand.
What a waste.
Life is so frustrating, some unexpected gifts are worse off than none at all.
Wei Shao was oblivious to his wild thoughts that were about to drift across the Pacific. His expression was as relaxed as if he had just heard heavenly music and his ears were suddenly enlightened. He smiled cheerfully and said, "Good morning."
Well said, the madness touched his heart.
There is no worker who is not crazy!
Chu Yu was too busy worrying to pay attention to her subconscious brain. Her inner voice naturally followed Wei Shao's words and said:
Good morning, except for Brother Xiao Kuihua, who would rather sleep himself to death than let me have a special lesson, hurting the enemy a thousand times while hurting himself eight hundred times. I haven't seen such a self-sacrificing spirit in two hundred years.
The comments were so sharp that Wei Shao's face instantly fell into criticism.
Xue Liu hesitated to speak, Lu Yiyang was amazed, and Brother Xiao Kuihua himself gritted his teeth at his traitor, and the urge to force the student to work overtime until midnight came back.
[Ding Dong, character Wei Shao's favorability towards host Chu Yu is -10. Please keep up the good work~]
Chu Yu's frown suddenly relaxed.
Although I don’t know why the numbers keep increasing, I suddenly felt relieved when the report came out.
"Come here." Little Sunflower Brother, who had just been recognized as possessing a spirit of self-sacrifice, patted Chu Yu's shoulder, giving the latter a start. "Let me see how you've trained, Little Sunflower Brother."
What is this name?
Wei Shao remained calm and composed, "I've already assigned your dance training tasks for today. If you don't meet your progress, come to my place for tutoring. Once you've mastered it, you can have dinner."
Chu Yu's half-dead eyes met Wei Shao's smiling expression, and he felt that his fate was as pathetic as an ant under the Five Finger Mountain of some Tathagata Buddha.
Wei Shao had just left to inspect other practice rooms when Luo Jiayu stepped into this one. After looking around, he quickly locked onto the person he wanted to see. He walked in and waved his hand in front of Chu Yu's dazed face:
"Where is your captain? I'll go talk to him..."
When Lu Yiyang next to him heard it, he took another look and found that this was the ninth man he had loved this year. His eyes lit up: "Brother, brother, here you are."
When Luo Jiayu heard someone claim his identity, his eyes lit up. He walked over with a piece of paper and a pen in his hand: "Brother, brother, let's talk about something."
"What's wrong?"
Before leaving, Luo Jiayu didn't forget to stroke the head of a capybara who was skeptical of life: "Let's talk about his dance positions."
He handed over the draft paper and exchanged his views on their group's song and dance selection. After a while, the argument came to a general conclusion:
He's just a pendulum whose dancing is harder than jumping off a building, so let him go.
"But but..." Lu Yiyang was about to say something when Luo Jiayu interrupted him and pointed at one of the extremely abstract stick figure comic strips on the draft paper, and said in a gentle and persuasive way,
"I've adapted your dance a bit, simplifying the guy's movements and positioning as much as possible without affecting the aesthetics. Don't make it too complicated. He's already as fragile as glass, and if you force it, it'll break."
"But the day before yesterday, the goddess Lao Ganma told me in a dream that she could teach Chu Yu to dance!" Lu Yiyang was unwilling to give in.
Luo Jiayu glared: "Do you believe Lao Ganma or do you believe that I am Qin Shi Huang?"
"That must be..." Lu Yiyang was about to speak when he was glared back by the other party. He was unwilling to give in, so he stood on tiptoe and glared back. As a result, Luo Jiayu also stood on tiptoe, and the two glared at each other for a while. In the end, his neck hurt and his eyes were sore.
"...Okay, okay, you win." Seeing that he couldn't beat the others, Lu Yiyang pursed his lips and chose to compromise.
In fact, what Luo Jiayu said is correct. When one member's talent is far inferior to the rest of the team, his own efforts cannot make up for the gap. It is better to change the movements and positions without affecting the performance of others, and change them to something that Chu Yu can learn, so that everyone can feel at ease.
He asked further, "In that case, your brother's movements will have to be practiced separately. Who will teach him then?"
"I'll teach you." Luo Jiayu answered casually. Just as he finished speaking, he heard a staff member shouting at the door. He turned around and saw the staff member holding a mobile phone in his hand and winking at him.
"Luo, come here quickly."
"Sorry, I have to go answer a call first." Luo Jiayu was halfway to the door when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Wait a minute, who's my brother?"
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