Chapter 47
After Chu Yu went up, the system in Luo Jiayu's brain made a faint sound.
"I asked you to take out a loan," she complained. "Ever since you owed the world two hundred and fifty dollars, we've been gambling every day."
"It doesn't matter which place I place." Luo Jiayu stretched, seemingly in a good mood. "The selection of songs this time is too obviously biased towards specialties. If I were to move up a bit, it wouldn't seem so legitimate to be in the same group with him."
The childhood friend in front of the stage was picking and choosing in front of the song cards. Judging from his expression, he was probably talking to Teacher Zhao in his mind while choosing. Finally, he stopped in front of the last card and did not move. Ling Wei asked him softly if he had made his choice. His head was as stiff as a stone and he moved twice.
"This is definitely a destiny destined by heaven. God wants to tie us two together." He said firmly.
"It seems like your childhood sweetheart is about to break up." Teacher Ji said.
Fifty-one eyes were densely packed in front of the stage, sweeping down at him, and the cameras were snapping madly at Chu Yu's face—after all, machines didn't need hearing, and his sonic attacks wouldn't damage their eardrums.
Chu Yu's stone head dropped 0.8 millimeters, and he felt that the oxygen content around him was a little insufficient. If nothing unexpected happened, his mental state would be in trouble.
His eyes subconsciously glanced in the previous direction, and then met Luo Jiayu's soothing smile and the extremely forced lip shape: Look at me.
After noticing his childhood friend's gaze, Luo Jiayu thought for a moment, changed his lip shape, and used his uniquely created messy sign language to say: Wait for me.
Chu Yu blinked twice slowly to show that he heard it, and nodded.
"Hiss." After feeling the tension of the people on the stage finally ease a little, Luo Jiayu leaned back in his chair with a sense of relief. "How on earth did he survive before I came?"
"What are you doing?"
Luo Jiayu was halfway through his hand gestures when the system suddenly asked him a question. He replied in a serious tone, "Tell him a joke in sign language, otherwise his attention will be diverted and he will be even more nervous."
"Your sign language is a bit abstract. I don't know which country it's from."
"It's Luo Guo's. It's okay if he doesn't understand. He just needs to keep looking at me."
“…” The system silently connected the microphone for collective communication in the group chat.
"Is Xiaoyu there? Can you hear me?"
Chu Yu on the stage shuddered.
Then Teacher Zhao’s voice was heard in the group chat: “He said he could hear it.”
"I'm here to pass on a message for my host. Did you see the gestures and lip movements he just made?"
"Yes, he said he was 175 degrees nearsighted. He didn't wear glasses before he came through. All he saw was half a mosaic of people in the audience trying to move towards him."
"..." The abstract sign language in Luo Jiayu's hand stopped abruptly, and the person with widened pupils and shocked expression seemed to have become him.
"Nothing. My host asked your husband to wait for him. He will be here soon."
After the system finished transmitting the message, it turned off the microphone and poked Luo Jiayu, who was as still as a stone: "Is it really broken?"
"I just made a heart sign to him." Luo Jiayu retracted his hand as if giving up, finally leaning back in his chair, not moving. "Forget it, it doesn't matter. He'll be able to see it when I get up there."
But the ranking of Luo Jiayu was so good that even a dog would cry. It was about as long as a reincarnation, so long that all the chairs around him were already empty, and the stage was crowded with people instead of just a few people. Ling Wei didn't even call out his name.
Chu Yu stood on the stage. The song he chose was probably not very popular. Other teams already had almost a group of people standing there, but he had just welcomed his second teammate.
The second teammate is eight feet tall and has a dignified appearance. His facial features look a bit like Zhang Fei, but his makeup and temperament when he walks are very similar to Lady Gaga, which seems very different.
Chu Yu felt that he seemed to have some impression of this face.
This teammate was ranked ninth. The 5'80" masculine Lady Gaga lowered her head shyly and twisted her body shyly when she saw him. "Hi, handsome guy, we've met before in the practice room."
Chu Yu looked at his little finger that was unconsciously raised slightly, and the CPU burned out for two seconds.
"Host, that's the trainee who followed Lu Yiyang and talked to you when we first met." Teacher Zhao said, "Do you still remember him?"
It seems like a little, but not much.
Oh, he remembered the one who suddenly came up to him and said, "Handsome guy, add me on WeChat."
The initial metaphor is pupil earthquake.
How did he deal with that large group of humans at that time?
The first and second rules of the introductory version of "One Hundred Guidelines for Interacting with Humans" are: open your eyes and keep smiling.
The teammate watched as a giant Maitreya Buddha slowly rose in front of him. He curled his lips in compassion, and the offerings in his hands seemed to be cleansing his dirty souls that were eager to find 1.
"...Hello." The kind-hearted Buddha opened his mouth, revealing the stupid inner Capybara.
"Hello." Song Lai reverently shook the Buddha's hand, and then Chu Yu pulled it away and couldn't pull it back.
"My name is Song Lai, handsome guy, you are the one hundred and eighty-eighth man I have fallen in love with this year, but the previous one hundred and eighty-seven pale in comparison to you, so now you are the only one."
...You are more important than Lu Yiyang.
"Sweet talk! He must have said the same thing to the 187 good brothers before. Host, you can't trust him!" Teacher Zhao was jumping up and down in indignation in his mind.
Chu Yu shook his head vigorously, trying to shake out the bunch of junk messages he had just received.
"Hello Song Lai, nice to meet you." He shook hands with the other person slowly twice in a sloth tone at 0.5 times the speed.
Regardless of the enemy's attributes, he is now an NPC that automatically triggers human polite interaction language.
However, player attributes are too abstract to be handled by a normal automatic reply system. Song Lai spoke with affection, and the moment he spoke, he revealed himself to be an experienced worker:
"Handsome guy, do you know the difference between you and the stars? The stars light up the night, but you light up my heart."
Chu Yu's CPU didn't turn around for a long time, and he stood there in the handshake posture for three seconds.
How do you respond to this, Mom? The teacher didn't teach us that in class.
Teacher Zhao quickly clattered away on his keyboard, generating a response plan. He excitedly exclaimed, "Got it! The system AI says that in this situation, returning to earth is the most appropriate move. You need to become a formidable opponent!"
Chu Yu tilted his head to the side, looking as if he was stunned.
Song Lai was still flirting with him: "Handsome guy, I used to like eating meat, but after seeing you today, I decided to become a vegetarian, because you are my dish."
Chu Yu chose to follow the AI's authoritative advice. He opened his mouth stiffly and began to mobilize all the knowledge he had gained from Luo Jiayu:
"Uh... I'm Nine, you're Three. Besides you, is there anyone else?"
After saying this, Song Lai covered his chest and looked like he was about to faint.
[Ding Dong, congratulations to host Chu Yu for achieving 50 points of favorability with the character Song Lai. The total favorability of the trainees is currently 52.5. Please keep up the good work~]
Chu Yu: “!” I found a new brush for him.
Having tasted the sweetness, Chu Yu continued: "I am my heart, you are my liver, you are three quarters of me."
Song Lai: “!”
[Ding Dong, congratulations to host Chu Yu for gaining 49 points of favorability with the character Song Lai. The total favorability of all trainees is now 101.5. Triggering the system to automatically reply: Ah, is it okay to say something like that?]
"We're halfway through the mission! Oh my God! Host, would you please say a few more words?"
Teacher Zhao was also excited. He didn't care how crazy it was that two trainees of the same model were making cheesy love words to each other at this time. He shook Chu Yu's head violently.
Chu Yu also wanted to, but he only learned two sentences from Luo Jiayu.
Capibara thought about it and decided to let the system remotely dial his childhood sweetheart's microphone.
"Hello?" Teacher Ji's cold voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
"Hello, I'm Lao Zhao," Teacher Zhao said. "I want to ask if your son has any earthy love jokes?"
After a while, a reply came from the other side.
"He said there were a lot."
"Let him say a few words. My son wants to listen."
Luo Jiayu, who was sitting in the contestant seat at the other end of the stage, waiting for the judgment of fate out of boredom, suddenly had a bright look in his eyes.
So Chu Yu put the invisible microphone given by Teacher Zhao in one ear, and in his ear he could hear the passionate and triumphant voice of his childhood friend, and he spoke in sync with what his childhood friend was saying.
Song Lai: "No matter how loud the firecrackers are on New Year's Eve, they won't be as bad as how much I miss you."
Chu Yu: "You are the Eastern Hemisphere and I am the Western Hemisphere. Together we are the whole Earth."
Song Lai: "Do you smell the burning smell? It turns out that my heart is burning for you."
Chu Yu took a deep breath and said, "My supervisor praised me today. She said I was very good at operating the sewing machine and that I was very talented and suitable for working here. How could she know that I have no talent at all? The frequency with which I press the pedal is the same as my heartbeat when I miss you."
Song Lai: "...Why did you suddenly go twice as fast?"
Luo Jiayu on the phone: "...Who are you talking to?"
Five minutes later, Chu Yu, who was counting his favorability points to exchange for game cards, felt a chill on his back.
Luo Jiayu put his hands on his shoulders. Behind him, Song Lai, who had just been interrogated, looked at him tremblingly and inquiringly. He asked his childhood friend in disbelief and disbelief:
"You're using my love jokes to pick up other people?"
"Is it a man or a woman?"
Chu Yu lowered his head, pursed his lips, and finally reluctantly took out a new game card from his pocket, handed it to Luo Jiayu, and whispered:
“…I’ll give you one.”
Luo Jiayu took the game card that Kapibalase used as a bribe, and wanted to open his mouth but stopped, and finally opened his mouth again. He felt that no matter what he said, it would not be very justified.
Chu Yu suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining: "Are you in the same group with me?"
"I've already told you to believe me." Luo Jiayu curled his lips, still feeling uneasy. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Lai, who was also the lead singer in the same group. "You! Don't talk to him anymore!"
Song Lai slowly raised her eyes and looked up and down at the handsome guy in front of her.
Sunglasses, rapper, West Coast, smooth talker, his mouth is faster than the train from Beijing to Siberia, he is very resilient, and he keeps talking about brothers, and it seems that he has some inexplicable possessiveness towards his brothers?
He turned his head, curled his lips and said, "You straight guy."
Luo Jiayu: “?”
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