Wu Jin asked the AI in a low voice, “Is this also live streamed?”
The AI cameraman nodded repeatedly and wasn’t surprised by Contestant Wang Ping’s question. Wu Jin understood the situation and closed the door behind him, moving to stand in front of the camera––
‘Wang Ping’ grinned at the camera, straightened his back, and started to act badass.
The cameraman was stunned.
Wu Jin asked politely, “Director, can I sing a little song?”
The cameraman made an ‘as you like’ gesture and indicated that Wu Jin should finish quickly, but as soon as Wu Jin began to sing, the AI immediately looked surprised.
Two minutes later, Wu Jin finished the interview and breathed out a sigh of relief. Just a few minutes ago, he’d thought of every possible way he could add more to his own story! According to Wang Ping’s current ranking, unless there was an inhumane slaughter in Rap Class 2, washing the steps leading up to the public performance with blood... without that, Wu Jin wouldn’t be able to get 80 votes.
If he didn’t add more drama to himself, he’d always remain as a little lackey.
Wu Jin sighed emotionally and patted the table.
After the interview came the talent show’s all-in-one ‘self motivation’ section. After Wu Jin read out the declaration sentence ‘I can do it, I can make it as long as I work hard, I’ll definitely be able to realize my dream and make a debut’, he was asked to leave a handprint on the white wall to the side.
Wu Jin hesitated briefly when it came to creating the handprint, but the AI soon came up to hold his wrist and forced him to press down.
“Done.” The AI sister smiled slightly and patted Wu Jin, “You sang very nicely. I hope that I can see you alive on the stage.”
Wu Jin: “......”
The handprints made with red paint was comparable to a scene in a horror movie when the lights were darkened. This dance room belonged to Rap Class 2, and the white wall on the other side of the room had the number ‘16’ written on it in the same red pigment. The blood red color made people feel a little creeped out.
It seemed to symbolize the spirit of the 16 people in Rap Class 2.
The spirit of having others die for them to survive.
Wu Jin opened up the door to the interview and switched back from being a study god to a little lackey in an instant. “The interview? I don’t know, I’m ranked 96th and interviewing me is pointless...” While the others weren’t paying attention to him, he quickly took out his wrist watch to look at the screen.
He opened up the forum and logged in with his personal account all in one go.
<Nicholas can do it! Fellow sisters, let’s work hard and send him up to the c-position [raise hands][raise hands]>
<Building a thread for the treasure twins Yu Mo & Yu Chu>
<Silver Armor––becoming popular again after 100 talent show battles!>
Wu Jin flipped through nearly three pages and finally pulled out a fan post tucked into the corner.
<I suddenly discovered that little brother Wang Ping is pretty good? His singing is very touching!>
Wu Jin secretly used his account to bump the post up before closing his watch in satisfaction.
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Mystery / Thriller-for offline purposes only - Book 2 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
