Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Wen Baiyu didn't do it to show off his skills, nor did he think that doing so would make him a blockbuster.

When he saw the bamboo leaves, he remembered that there was a bamboo forest in Mingyue Peak. When he was young, he was always sad when he was reprimanded by Zhuang Yuezhong for not being able to cultivate properly. Feel sad.

Wait for him to get over that emotion before going back to practice.

Once he hid in the bamboo forest again, and heard a soft sound while sitting on the stone.

"Who!?" He wiped away the tears on his face, and when he looked back, it was a mysterious man wearing a golden mask.

The mysterious man looked at him fixedly: "Crying?"

Wen Baiyu didn't draw his sword hastily, and he didn't notice the opponent approaching at all, which meant that the opponent's cultivation base was several times higher than his.

He said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

The mysterious man was not annoyed by Wen Boyu's attitude towards him, he raised his hand.

Wen Baiyu subconsciously caught the object thrown by the other party, but it turned out that it was just an ordinary bamboo leaf.

Wen Baiyu was puzzled by the mysterious man's next move. He said, "Blow on the bamboo leaves."

Wen Baiyu was afraid of the other party, so he could only follow suit. As a result, when he blew, the bamboo leaves that were originally intact in his hand turned into fine pieces, and they all scattered into the air with a light blow.

When the other party will attack, and with such precision, if you want to attack him, it will only be a matter of seconds.

Wen Boyu even thought that he would die here.

The mysterious man didn't notice Wen Baiyu's hidden fear, so he stood still and said, "This is a little trick I played when I was bored."

Wen Baiyu: "..." It's really unfathomable.

The mysterious man approached him, when a gust of wind blew in, Wen Baiyu smelled a strange cold fragrance from his body, and couldn't help but froze in place.

How can it be?This incense was developed by Master himself...

Then this person...

Zhuang Yuezhong, who had no idea that she had lost her horse, raised her hand and paused for a moment, then finally placed it on top of Wen Baiyu's head, touched it lightly, and said, "Practice more, and you will be able to do this one day."

Wen Baiyu's eyes moved slightly, and he asked cautiously: "If I can't learn it all the time, senior, will you keep teaching me?"

Zhuang Yuezhong frowned under the mask, swallowed back the blame that was almost blurted out, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Wen Baiyu was his first disciple. He noticed that the other party came back to the bamboo forest after each practice, and secretly followed him out of concern. He didn't expect to see the other party's red eyes.

After all, he was still a child, so he was indeed too harsh.

Zhuang Yuezhong couldn't bear to comfort Wen Baiyu, so she hid her identity and approached to comfort her.

Wen Baiyu's eyes brightened slightly. He had never hated his master because of too hard training. He knew that the other party was doing it for his own good.

He was sad because he blamed himself for not being able to satisfy Master.

Now the master even pretended to be another person to comfort him. At that moment, Wen Baiyu felt tears in his eyes, and his heart was full of emotion.

But the master didn't want to be seen through his identity, so he could only continue to pretend that he didn't know.

From then on, the bamboo forest was no longer a place where he came to when he was sad, but was full of expectations to get along with Master.

……

The director showed the video to everyone and explained that Wen Boyu did not cheat.

The video was slowed down countless times and still saw the afterimage of Wen Baiyu, everyone was stunned.

Lu Yu, who was holding the bamboo leaf, did not dare to raise any doubts at this moment. The bamboo leaf seemed to be Wen Baiyu's silent warning.

If he provoked again, it would be as if the bamboo leaf had been cut into pieces and dissipated in the wind.

Ziran, who was sitting outside, stood up and applauded: "Amazing, Brother Wen!"

others applaud

"Why do you come to be an artist when you're so awesome..." Someone secretly complained amidst the applause.

Mo Zhaojin clapped his hands. The reason why he didn't target Wen Baiyu was because he didn't think that the other party was like the kind of person Lu Yu said who relied on pulling others to get ahead. Convince a martial arts master to become an entertainer?

Wen Boyu didn't care about what others thought of him, his face was indifferent, he looked at the small pieces of bamboo leaves that fell to the ground, and remembered that in the bamboo forest back then, his master always taught him patiently.

Little did he know that he had already learned it, and he just wanted to use this reason to spend more time with Master.

But later he grew up, and there were more and more capable disciples around the master. One day, without warning, the master did not come to the bamboo forest.

Never came again.

Master didn't even know that he had already learned this little trick.

After discussion, the three judges scored ten points, seven points, and eight points respectively.

"It's really 1 minute on stage, ten years off stage."

"Very powerful martial arts, but the development route is very simple. I look forward to more wonderful things from you."

"come on, come on, come on."

Wen Boyu exchanged the long sword with the staff, and bent slightly like the others: "Thank you for your comment, I will work hard."

When he came out, he saw other players giving him thumbs up.

Wen Boyu smiled slightly. Although he didn't care about being targeted, he couldn't help but feel happy when he gained friendship.

The host came out and said with a smile, "Everyone is excellent, and the judges' scores are all very high."

Everyone's ratings appeared on the screen. No one got a full score. This is normal. As artists who have just signed a contract, it seems false that everyone is about to give a full score.

Wearing a rivet coat and dyed silver hair, the handsome young man raised his hand: "Excuse me, the key to our victory in the competition is determined by the votes cast by the fans. So what's the use of today's score?"

Wen Boyu looked over, the silver-haired young man was called Bai Xingyan, and the other party's score was the highest, three nines.

The performance was an impromptu rap, the typhoon was great, and the arrogance of the world during the performance was impressive.

Wen Boyu actually couldn't understand it, but for a moment he was indeed infected by the opponent's aura.

Wen Baiyu admired the other party's arrogance on stage but his politeness off stage.

The host said: "You asked very well. The purpose of scoring is to group you. You will be divided into four groups and work together in the next task. The group with the highest combined votes will have an individual competition at the end to determine the champion. .”

The screen shows four groups divided into:

Group A Lu Yu, Wen Baiyu, Mo Zhaojin.

Group B Xu Tuyuan, Hao Hu, Shen Tianlei.

Group C Zhuang Xingzhou, Zi Ran, Mi Zheng.

Group D empty Ange, new knowledge, Bai Xingyan.

Lu Yu: "..." Nima, who made the group! ! !

Mo Zhaojin pushed his glasses, he was quite satisfied with this grouping.

The host smiled and said: "You will live in the arranged dormitory for a month, let's get along well."

After the filming ended, Wen Boyu got up to go to the bathroom, and when he opened the door, he saw the back of Bai Xingyan bending slightly to wash his hands.

When the other party stood up straight, Wen Baiyu saw a terrifying scene through the mirror.

Bai Xingyan's neck and arms were covered with a large number of strange black lines.

Magic repair!Wen Baiyu was about to use his spiritual energy to attack, but the exhaustion of the emptiness in his body made him realize that it was impossible to kill Moxiu now.

Bai Xingyan raised his eyes to look in the mirror, and found Wen Baiyu standing there blankly, his expression seemed a little lonely?

"Are you ok?"

Wen Baiyu pursed his lips, and he forced himself to calm down. At this moment, he noticed that Bai Xingyan showed no signs of demonic entanglement. He pointed to the black lines on the other person's body and asked, "Why do you have these on your body?"

Bai Xingyan glanced at his own tattoo, the corners of his lips curled up and said, "I already have tattoos, but I can't be seen on the show, and it took my girlfriend half a stick of concealer to completely cover it up."

tattoo?Wen Boyu felt that he must have misunderstood something, so he kept silent and nodded.

Bai Xingyan was completely unaware that he had walked between life and death just now. When he passed Wen Baiyu, he patted Wen Baiyu on the shoulder and said, "See you later, master."

After he left, Wen Boyu searched for tattoos on his mobile phone, and after reading the detailed explanation on the encyclopedia, he finally let go of the boulder in his heart.

It's good if it's not a demon cultivator. If there are demon cultivators in this other world, there will be no peace.

……

Zhou Jingyuan put the rabbit-shaped apples on a platter and took them to the bedroom. His wife was sitting in front of the computer watching a video.

"Baby, eat an apple." He fed a piece of apple to his wife with a toothpick, and asked casually, "What are you looking at?"

After swallowing the apple flesh, his wife replied: "The new talent show, the artists in it are quite handsome."

"Is your husband as handsome as you are?" Zhou Jingyuan rubbed his wife's neck.

The wife stretched out her hand to block it: "Damn it, don't block me from watching my husbands."

Zhou Jingyuan was aggrieved, and pretended to be joking: "With a new husband, the old husband will be gone, right? I want to see which little goblin wins my wife's heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up to watch the video, and happened to see Wen Baiyu appearing in the video in a green suit.

"puff--"

"Hey! You spit on me!" His wife patted him in disgust.

Zhou Jingyuan didn't even bother to talk to his wife, and immediately stumbled to the study and took out the handed down mirror.

The handed down mirror quickly showed Chu Zong's appearance, and the other party closed his eyes, as if he was meditating, and asked lightly: "Is there something wrong with this world?"

"It's okay in another world, but Wen Baiyu has a problem..." Zhou Jingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Chu Zong frowned, opened his eyes and said, "Didn't I ask you to take good care of him, could something have happened?"

Zhou Jingyuan couldn't bear Chu Zong's sharp gaze, lowered his head and said, "He, he's going to be an artist!"

Chu Zong: "..."

He was stunned for a while before asking: "What is an artist?"

Only then did Zhou Jingyuan realize that Master didn't know, and explained for a long time.

Chu Zong, who knows what an artist is: "..."

Zhou Jingyuan lowered his head, not daring to show his breath, thinking that Chu Zong would scold him.

But he didn't expect that after a while, he heard the sound of a fan opening.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Zhou Jingyuan looked up: "???"

Chu Zong shook his fan twice and said, "As long as your life is not endangered, you don't need to interfere with Wen Baiyu's actions, understand?"

Zhou Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the master didn't punish him: "Disciple understands."

With a wave of Chu Zong's fan, the handed down mirror was disconnected, and he laughed.

He laughed exaggeratedly.

He really never expected that the seemingly shy Wen Baiyu would become a much-anticipated entertainer in another world.

This is so interesting, when Zhuang Yuezhong wants Wen Baiyu to go back, it will depend on whether Wen Baiyu's fan base is willing or not.