[Entertainment] I became a world superstar

[Host, I am here, 001 is happy to serve you. 】

The moment the system came out, Song Yujun regretted calling it out again. What can this thing know?

What if there is a disagreement and find an outsider to replace him.

[As I said, as long as the host has a clear goal and works hard to complete the task, I will not replace the host's soul. 】

Song Yujun sneered in his heart, and cooperated with Cody to make the final overall modification.

He doesn't believe in the nonsense of this system.

The system is also very helpless, what can it say when facing a host who doesn't like oil and salt, not to mention that it has been blocked all year round, and it can't say anything.

[So is there something wrong with the host calling me out? 】

Seeing that Song Yujun has not done anything about it for a long time, the more and more humanized system is a little curious.

Song Yujun hesitated for a moment, wondering what would happen if he told the system about this kind of thing. Looking at the situation, it seemed that the system's shielding was quite effective, as if he really didn't know what dream he had just had.

Can you read my memory?

After thinking for a while, Song Yujun asked, anyway, no matter whether he asked or not, he was like a transparent person in the system, and he couldn't hide anything.

【memory?Does the host want to recall something?No problem, I can check it for you. 】

really.

This system can read his memory.

Song Yujun had no expression on his face, and silently cursed fuck in his heart.

【…】

[Why are you still scolding people?Don't you want to recall something? 】

The system that was scolded by Song Yujun in his heart was obviously a little confused, it was still the mechanical voice, but Song Yujun heard a tone of aggrieved.

Song Yujun: ...

Forget it, don't care too much about this artificial mental retardation.

Song Yujun looked at himself in the glasses, straightened his expression, took advantage of others not paying attention, and covered up all the unpleasant little expressions just now, it was still the handsome and powerful idol Song Yujun.

I have been dreaming a lot these days, and all I dream about are strange things. Why is this happening?

Song Yujun asked the system in his heart.

【Dream? ] The mechanical sound of the system was a little confused, and it fell silent quickly, and it took a long time for it to sound again.

[I checked and found that when the host is dormant, the brain does not show signs of overactivity, and dreaming will make the brain active. According to this result, it is obvious that the host did not have any dreams when it was dormant. 】

Song Yujun was at a loss.

Did he not dream?Impossible, he clearly remembered that he was dreaming...

he……

Wait, what dream did he have?

Song Yujun pressed his temples, trying to recall the details of his dream, but unfortunately he didn't even remember a single word, he only remembered that he had a dream, which was still very real.

It's strange, I still had a little memory just now, why can't I remember anything now.

Song Yujun pursed his lips, doubting what the system said.

You are not lying to me, are you?

[Of course not, the system is very professional. 】

I don't know if Song Yujun believed it or not. Seeing that the system couldn't ask anything, he simply shut it up and blocked it back.

With an inexplicable sense of grievance, the system disappeared into Song Junjun's mind together with the mechanical sound.

Song Yujun straightened his collar, opened the door and walked out of the waiting room. He was going to the trainees' waiting room to check the situation.

And the system with all kinds of emotions just now suddenly fell silent in the depths of Song Yujun's mind, a bunch of garbled characters rushed past, and it took a long time before he spoke within the range of Song Yujun's hearing.

[How did these things come together?It's a bug, just clear it. 】

The mechanical voice of the system is no longer full of emotion, and the sentence is finished in a flat and straightforward tone and speed. If someone hears it, they will definitely get goosebumps.

It's really weird, when the system said to clear the three words, it really makes people creepy.

What exactly is being cleared?

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Song Yujun left his waiting room and walked all the way to the waiting room of the trainees. Their waiting rooms were not too far apart, but according to the regulations of the program group, trainees were not allowed to enter the waiting room of the instructor, so it was rare Some trainees would come here, not to mention that the performance was about to start, and the trainees didn't have the heart to wander around the instructor's side.

When passing by the backstage, not only were the staff busy making arrangements, but the trainees who occasionally passed by seemed a little flustered.

Song Yujun arrived at the door of the waiting room for the trainees. The door of their waiting room was not closed. It was a very large room, but it was a bit difficult to accommodate more than 100 trainees. They came in batches when they put on makeup. Yes, after putting on makeup and styling, go straight to the studio and get ready.

When Song Yujun came, there were still more than a dozen trainees who hadn't done their styling. Cody was still fighting with their hair and costumes. The figure immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Instructor Min—!"

"Teacher Min, you are here!"

"Whoa whoa-"

For a while, ghosts were crying and howling in the waiting room, which made the hearts of the few trainees who were still doing their hair itching, wishing to finish their styling immediately and go to get close to Song Yujun.

"How are you doing?" Song Yujun waved his hands at these excited juniors, "I've been busy recently, so I haven't been able to visit you, and I wasn't there for the rehearsal yesterday. I really don't know about your training situation at all."

Song Yujun recently met some trainees who were there. Although it is called a closed management, they can still touch the mobile phone. There are not many opportunities, and it is enough for them to understand the outside information. isolated from the world.

And the scandal trainees also know about it, so they naturally understand why Song Yujun hasn't come these days.

Isn't it just to avoid suspicion, so as not to get hotter and hotter, this inexplicable cp combination.

The first performance really couldn't be postponed, and Song Yujun would come here. Fortunately, the statements and cold treatment these days have had some effect, otherwise Song Yujun would not come to this performance no matter what.

"it's okay no problem!"

"Teacher, if you are busy, you don't need to come here often, just visit once in a while."

The trainees expressed that they don't mind that Song Yujun doesn't come often.

"I don't know your training situation at all, and my impression is still at the stage when you just started learning, so after so long, you will surprise me?" Song Yujun asked jokingly.

"If it can't surprise me, then it's not qualified!"

"Of course!"

"There will definitely be surprises, instructor, don't worry."

"I'm really looking forward to it." Song Yujun smiled, and looked at the current members of the two groups who are going to perform "Man" tonight, pointing out, "Especially in some performance stages, I will watch it." Seriously, don't try to fool me."

The two people who were vaguely named stiffened their backs, immediately stood at attention, and said loudly: "Nei—"

Song Yujun was amused by their actions, and waved his hands, "Don't be so nervous, as long as you have no regrets about your stage, that will be the biggest surprise for me."

"Come on everyone."

After Song Yujun cheered up the trainees in the waiting room, he went to the studio to see most of the remaining trainees, and after saying the same cheering words, he left and went to the instructor's studio.

Join the remaining six mentors.

"Hey Jun." The mentors greeted Song Junjun one after another. Song Junjun looked around, but there was no sign of Senior Bao'er.

Probably busy with the procedure, Senior Bao'er is the pd of the show, and she will host tonight's performance. Naturally, it's not as easy as these few mentors who are purely watching the show.

It's fine if you're not here, otherwise Song Yujun will be embarrassed.

Song Yujun heaved a sigh of relief, and sat in his own chair, which was the farthest seat from Senior Bao'er.

When he came, it was almost time for the performance to start. After a while, the staff notified them that the audience was entering the arena, and the first performance would start soon.

After confirming the general process and whether the radios on several people were normal, the staff made a gesture to the instructors to start recording.

The screens in front of them also lit up, and the picture cut for them was naturally the picture in front of the stage, and the cameraman who was broadcasting it was busy shooting right now.

Song Yujun watched the pit in front of the stage slowly fill up with people, the time was approaching, and finally with the bgm playing, the first performance of the second season of "produce101" officially kicked off.

"Anihase—" Bao'er walked onto the stage from behind in a beautiful dress.

"This is the scene of the first performance of the second season of produce101. I am Boa, the representative of the national producer. I am very happy to meet you all."

There were screams from the audience.

"Which trainee are you here to support today?"

There was a lot of voices calling names, and the loudest and most unnegligible cheering voice was not the trainee's name.

"Song Yujun——Min Bao Salang Hey!!"

"Song Yujun ah ah ah ah—"

That's right, the source of the cheers is Song Yujun's ARMYs. They worked so hard to draw tickets to come to the performance to support Song Yujun. I don't know if I can see the figure of the master several times in one night. These fans are all It's true love.

These people are also the main targets for the trainees to compete for votes. In order to gain an advantage for the trainees they support, other fans can't vote for others, unless it is a wall.

Fans like those who came for Song Yujun, because they have no direct interest relationship, they will really vote based on how much they like the stage.

"As expected of mentor Min..."

"This popularity is really amazing. I don't know when I will have this kind of popularity?"

"It's because I still have to practice for ten years, this kind of support and popularity..."

The trainees in the trainee studio were also shocked by Song Yujun's super popularity. Only when you really experience it can you feel it. Song Yujun, who looks approachable on weekdays, is a real idol member of a popular boy group. Nationality Super popular king.

Song Yujun, who was in the instructor's studio, also covered his mouth and smiled embarrassedly. It seems that it is not a good thing for his fans to be too popular in this kind of trainee's home court, but this kind of thing can't be avoided, so we can only let it go nature.

"Well done, Wuli Junjun." Li Shuoxun patted Song Junjun's shoulder.

The author has something to say: Don’t worry, although I want to make trouble, I really won’t abuse you

Don't worry, I've already said that I'm a sweet text writer

Although the system has seen it, to be honest, I think it's quite cute, doesn't it?

——感谢在2020-07-2000:27:25~2020-07-2001:57:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of memory; 10 bottles of poetic man; 3 bottles of pear pear duck; 1 bottle of Flouxetine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!