Chapter 5
Soon a large group of people gathered outside the studio. Chu Yu was ranked fifteenth according to the order of the list. There were neither too many nor too few people in front of him. He stood bored with Jing Yan waiting for the staff to call their number. From time to time, there were bursts of discussion around him.
"Did you just see Wei Ziyu?"
"That prince? Isn't he right in the front of the crowd, the most conspicuous one? Who wouldn't recognize him?"
"The prince's debut position this year has already been decided, right?"
"Let's not say what everyone already knows... I bet he'll end up being the top-ranked player in terms of the gap."
"Putting that aside, the prince is still handsome. He's the best-looking guy in the entire camp, right?"
"When it comes to the best-looking guys, where do you put Jiang Chenglu? When I saw that face during the audition, my first reaction was that it would definitely be a hot topic on the first broadcast."
"It's true that Jiang Chenglu has no connections and no background. He is dragging a company that is in a state of shambles all by himself. It's pitiful for him."
Chu Yu stood in the middle of the crowd, the surrounding discussions going in one ear and out the other. His eyelids began to droop a little, and he looked visibly bored and listless, as if he was about to collapse at any second. Only Jing Yan was quick to help him up: "You're not going to fall asleep, are you?"
Chu Yu frowned and shook his head with difficulty, but then he thought about how he would have to perform his talent in front of several cameras and that the recorded video would be uploaded to the Internet for thousands of viewers to watch, so he felt that it would be better for him to faint.
"Hey, have you ever paid attention to someone named Chu Yu? I met him after the audition, and I think he's really good-looking, on par with Wei Ziyu and Jiang Chenglu!"
Chu Yu's originally shaky body trembled.
"I haven't heard of Chu Yu. Who is that? I don't have any impression of him."
"I'll go look for him. I just heard his name on the radio. He should be nearby..."
Chu Yu took out a black mask from his pocket with an expressionless face and hung it over his ears. He pulled up the hood of his coat and shrank behind Jing Yan.
Jing Yan: "..." She twitched her lips and considerately chose to help the poor little socially anxious kid block the searching gazes from all around.
When Chu Yu traveled through time, he replaced the original cannon fodder character with both name and face. The original owner's appearance was only mediocre in the entertainment industry, so in the novel, even with the company's support behind him, the original owner did not get many shots in the show. His popularity gradually went from good at the beginning to the bottom, and with the subsequent exposure of black material as the fuse, he suddenly became a rat crossing the street, and was forced to withdraw from the competition before the second public performance.
Chu Yu commented on the ending of his character: It was pretty good, he didn’t really want to live in the first place.
After being eliminated, you can roll up, pack up and go to the overpass to settle down. During the day, you can set up a stall on the bridge to apply mobile phone screen protectors for people. At night, you can sleep soundly under the bridge and be a high-quality homeless person. Maybe it will be more comfortable than living in the entertainment industry where all kinds of monsters and demons mix together.
Since the current cannon fodder Jia Chuyu uses the face from his original world, people who have seen him will have distorted memories. Although not many people have noticed it yet, as the program progresses, more and more people will find that his appearance is not inferior to or even better than the other protagonists in the camp.
"Host, did you hear those two names?" the system asked in his mind.
Chu Yu blinked once, then closed his eyes tiredly.
Prince?
He was only quite impressed by this title.
"Yes, the prince is Wei Ziyu, and Jiang Chenglu. They are the protagonists of this novel." The system's tone gradually became excited. "Host, you must build good relationships with them, infiltrate the enemy, gather intelligence, and defeat them. You will be the protagonist!"
Chu Yu frowned and pointed at herself with her slender finger: Me?
Do you want to say it again?
"..." The system choked, realizing it hadn't fully adapted to the fact that it had a new host. "Sorry to bother you, my previous host was a guy who read too many hot-blooded shounen comics and was a fan of a bunch of villains. He and I would talk about it every day, and I had unknowingly gotten used to his way of speaking."
Although Chu Yu looked like he was asleep, his mind was actually still clear. He chatted with the system in his mind: What happened to the King of Rolls?
"All the tasks were completed smoothly, but when rolling the blind box for the final judgment, he rolled a second reincarnation triple salary increase. He hesitated for a moment and agreed. Now he goes to work in the world of youth Mary Sue campus idol dramas."
Ah. Chu Yu finds it a bit difficult to comment. Do you have such a high degree of freedom in judging the bookstore? How can you open all kinds of blind boxes? The number of branching endings here is almost as high as that of an open world.
“That’s why it’s called the Surprise Box. It’s about giving you a surprise or a delight.”
The system shook its head and turned serious. "No, that's getting off topic. Let me first introduce you to the basic situation of the protagonist, the top and the bottom."
Wei Ziyu, the protagonist of the novel, is what's known as a top alpha in the ABO universe, the prince of the Beijing circle, the son of a wealthy family. His keywords are domineering and naive. His classic scene is when he pinches the protagonist's chin and presses him against the wall, sneering and demanding, "Who do you think I'm here for? Do you think I'm interested in the entertainment industry?"
Jiang Chenglu, the protagonist of the novel, is a man whose family went bankrupt and owed billions in gambling debts because of his father's heavy gambling. He also has a mother who is bedridden with cancer and a young and ignorant sister who is still in school. The key words for him are stubborn and pure, and he looks extremely broken.
That’s right, it’s the setting of a classic plundering novel: a sick mother, a gambling father, a sister who goes to school, and a broken man.
He and the prince are childhood sweethearts, and the relationship between them is inseparable because of the love, hatred and grievances between the families. When he came to the talent show camp, Jiang Chenglu had unilaterally chosen to break up with the prince and start over, but he was troubled by the fact that the company he signed with was too bad and only wanted to drag him down to suck the blood of several younger generations in the same company. He lived on thin ice and it was extremely difficult in the camp, but with a pitiful and attractive face and a heartwarming captain who toyed with three fans, he still earned enough popularity.
The classic scene is that after being pressed against the wall by the protagonist, she still holds her head high and tears slide from the corners of her eyes in the shadows: "I don't need your charity, I can do it well on my own."
The novel is full of water words, more than one million of which are spent on describing the breakups and reunions between the protagonists, and the tugs and turns of events, like the crematorium burning and extinguishing itself. Fortunately, it is about a youth talent show. If it was set in a wealthy urban setting, I guess the divorce certificates and marriage certificates of the two people combined could be enough to play poker.
He ran and he chased, and neither of them could escape.
As for Chu Yu, he was wondering whether he could play poker in the talent show camp.
"The fifteenth one, Chu Yu, where is Chu Yu?"
Outside the studio, a staff member came out to call out numbers. Jing Yan took the opportunity to push Chu Yu out and shouted, "Teacher, here!"
Immediately, everyone around looked over.
Chu Yu suddenly became the center of attention in the crowd. He was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but his face was still cool with a mask and cold eyes. He walked through the crowd into the tent with his long arms and legs. The way his feet moved made him look a bit like Fu Hansong who had not been stripped out of the 13cm insoles yet.
"Cool guy." The onlookers whispered to each other.
"Why is he wearing a mask while recording a vlog? I can't even see his face clearly."
"With this figure and this temperament, what a handsome guy! The recording will be a hit later."
"Haven't you heard of him? He has a lot of negative information on him."
"Ah, is this true? Tell me in detail..."
"He was in the company before..."
Chu Yu entered the studio amidst a bunch of whispers. His hearing was actually very good, but his mental state was not very good. When he encountered a crowd of people, he would automatically switch to power saving mode, sitting there motionless, with his ears automatically closed, allowing all kinds of sounds to pass by his ears. He could not hear a word at all.
There was no one else in the studio except the director in charge of recording. He spoke to him through the intercom through the camera: "Now, please introduce yourselves first. After the introduction, you will perform a talent show of less than one minute. The recording will begin when the indicator light comes on."
Chu Yu glanced at the dimming indicator light in front of him and nodded slowly.
"Ding ding—" The orange-red light quickly lit up, and the director on the other end pressed the record button. He looked at the trainees on the screen, bowed in the direction of the camera, and said expressionlessly, "Hello everyone, I'm Chu Yu from Tianxing Entertainment."
The staff at the door mouthed and gestured to him, telling him to "be more lively."
Chu Yu blinked blankly after seeing it.
"Okay, now it's time to show your talent." The director could tell that the trainee in front of him was probably a quiet one. There were introverts in the camp, but they were less talked about and interesting than those cheerful and extroverted ones, so he didn't pay much attention to it. After giving a hint, he waited for the other person to finish their performance so that he could immediately cut off the next person.
"Well, what I'm going to perform is..." Chu Yu took a deep breath, then thought it best to keep it a secret so as not to make the second half of the sentence too abrupt, "the instrument I'm best at."
"What is it?" the director asked patiently.
"Back off."
As soon as he finished speaking, he knocked three times on the wall closest to him.
Then he bowed neatly and said goodbye: "My performance is over, thank you everyone."
The tall and handsome young man turned and walked away, his back was resolute and firm, without any sign of nostalgia, and even revealed a strange sense of relaxation and happiness.
“…”
The entire recording studio fell silent, probably because they had never seen such an operation before.
"Director?" The editor asked cautiously, "This part..."
The director was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said with a big wave of his hand: "Keep it."
"Ah? You're not going to cut it off?"
The director put himself in the viewer's shoes and thought the trainee's brief and reckless ten-second performance was a bit of a joke: "If he dares to fool us like this, why should we be afraid to keep it?"
From entering the studio to leaving the studio, it took less than half a minute in total. The speed of the process amazed everyone waiting outside.
"Are you done? So soon?" Jing Yan asked in surprise when she saw him come out.
Chu Yu nodded, and chatted with the system in his mind: I was so funny just now.
The system was already having a headache because its child was far more troublesome than it had expected. It really didn't want to fight for any screen time or opportunity to show itself. Hearing his tone, the headache was even worse: "You seem quite happy?"
Indeed, he was often amused by his own incompetence.
Because he couldn't wear a mask during the recording, his entire face was exposed. Seeing Jing Yan following in his footsteps into the studio, he leaned boredly against a large poplar tree nearby for a while, feeling increasingly bored. The system was still urging him to read more of the original book's plot, study crematorium literature, and counterattack strategies, but Chu Yu just wanted to find a deserted place to lie down, away from everything, so he could quickly fall asleep.
His eyes were out of focus when he was in a daze, but outsiders couldn't see it. They would only think that he was staring at someone in the crowd with fascination.
It took him a long time to realize that there was a living creature in front of him, until the person he thought he was staring at walked out of the crowd and stood in front of him.
“…Is your name Chu Yu?”
Upon hearing this, Chu Yu barely raised his eyelids and looked at the person who came. He was of an intimidating height, with his brows twisted into a shape of a "川" (river character). He was clearly a young man in his early twenties, with a handsome and stylish face, but he had the elegance of a thirty-year-old man, and his whole temperament revealed the bitterness and forbearance unique to the domineering CEO in a tragic love novel.
"Can we go somewhere else and talk?"
Oh no, the male protagonist of crematorium literature is here.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
