Airborne Superstar [Entertainment]

Bai Yu returned to the highest point, and casually pulled all the sweaty bangs on top, revealing a delicate and perfect face.

He absently picked up the water bottle and took a sip of water. In fact, he had lied just now.

Dragging others down is only one aspect. If he insists on forming a team, it will not be difficult to step up and practice in the back row to form a team.

His not forming a team is actually out of his own selfishness. He is not ready to relive the fun of working with others.

He even stubbornly wanted to keep such things as forming a team forever in the memory of the past.

Besides, because of the company's reasons, he has always been very resistant to participating in this program.

Although he has no prejudice against idols, he never thought of becoming an idol.

He likes to make music... It should be said that he only liked to make music before.

If there is no music in his world, then his life is meaningless.

But after he finally returned to the stage and sang to his heart's content, he suddenly understood why so many people flocked to that stage and that position.

No matter what kind of gaze you receive, at least it is a place where others can't stand easily.

Ni Zheng turned his head, and this time he whispered, "Brother Yu, this competition system is too disadvantageous for you."

"Anyway, my score has been determined, let it take its course."

"You are too strong," Ni Zheng repeated this sentence repeatedly. He already knew about Baiyu's strength, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"How many years has Brother Yu studied music?"

"Since I can remember."

Bai Yu was telling the truth, his mother played the piano well, and he started playing the piano when he could not remember.

Later, I formed a band with my friends and made music...just the simple and beautiful time was interrupted and dusted like that.

"No wonder it's so powerful, I admire it."

Ni Zheng came from a major, and he had never admired a classmate he knew so much.

"Then which school did you graduate from?"

Ni Zheng acquiesced that Baiyu also came from a major, perhaps from a top art school like him.

But to his surprise, Bai Yu shook his head, "I have a high school degree."

Ni Zheng turned his head silently, feeling that he was simply weak.

During a short break in the middle, some people approached Bai Yu to say hello and express their love for his performance.

Then they were surprised to find that Baiyu was not as difficult to approach as it appeared on the surface, and it made people feel more relaxed after talking a lot.

Bai Yu didn't feel unaccustomed to being surrounded by others suddenly, he smiled and chatted, and occasionally gave a few words to those who were pleasing to the eye.

For example, the young man in front of him didn't stand in front of him with a cautious smile until the crowd dispersed.

Bai Yu remembered everything about how the people on the field behaved.

What impressed me most was this boy named Xu Bin. I noticed him because he had been holding the guitar before entering the arena.

He wasn't bad at first, but he lacked self-confidence, and his voice kept trembling, causing his score to drop a lot.

Bai Yu talked to him a few more words, told him some relaxation techniques, and pointed out where he should improve.

Hearing this, Xu Bin was convinced, and excitedly called him "Teacher Bai". After all, not everyone would give such precise guidance, let alone they are competitors.

Baiyu was stunned for a rare moment when he heard such a title, and a voice echoed in his memory, warm and pure——

"Then I'll leave the opening remarks to you, Teacher Bai."

"Why me? Let Lan Yizhou go."

"It's not easy for me to speak in this position."

"Okay, if you don't want me to come!"

He lowered his eyes uncontrollably, wondering if it was because of the sudden news of Lan Yizhou that the past scenes would always pop up in his mind.

He thought it was all in the very distant past, but when he looked back, he found that those memories still lingered in his heart and were within reach.

The last group played was led by Xue Hao, a total of three people.

Xue Hao seemed a little nervous, he made a mistake in the middle, and he didn't let go of the song.

The instructor seemed very disappointed, and criticized Xue Hao mercilessly.

Xue Hao, on the other hand, withdrew his aggressive attitude, and obediently received the training with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Bai Yu frowned as he watched Xue Hao with his head down on the stage.

Before coming to the show, An Ran had educated him on a few people, all of whom were well-known trainees, including Xue Hao.

He had been staring at Xue Hao's performance just now. Although his movements were very small, his body's memory could not deceive anyone.

Xue Hao's hand was about to be raised, but it was pressed down at that moment.

Now, Xue Hao got a score that didn't match his real strength, but he still looked calm, in stark contrast to the sad-faced trainees around him who had higher scores.

Before leaving the stage, even if it was only 0.01 seconds, Bai Yu felt his eyes fall on him.

Xue Hao... Bai Yu carefully searched his memory, he was sure he had never seen this person.

Bai Yu rubbed the center of his brows, why does he always feel that Xue Hao's every move is aimed at him? Is he overwhelmed?

"Brother Yu, the rankings are starting to be announced!" Ni Zheng reminded him, then turned his head and stared nervously at the big screen.

Baiyu's score is destined to have two results, it's just a difference between going and staying.

The first to be announced is the top 12 list.

There are a total of 14 trainees who choose the star card. As long as their scores reach the top 12, they are eligible to compete for the C position.

However, in the end, there were only 3 people in the top 12, including Ni Zheng and Gu Beichuan, and the trainee Ji Feng with the highest score in the audience.

The rest of the trainees who chose the star card all showed disappointment or remorse.

The subsequent rankings and scores were released one by one, and Ni Zheng nervously counted the number of people—77,78,79—only the last one left!

It wasn't just Ni Zheng who was so nervous, the rest of the people were very concerned about whether Baiyu could stay, and the 10 people who hadn't been shown on the big screen were also staring at the front with breathless concentration.

After being stagnant for nearly 10 seconds, the big screen suddenly had a new change:

No. 80, Baiyu, with a total score of 64 points.

Ni Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Even from the opponent's point of view, Baiyu is a worthy opponent.

If he just leaves the game, he will feel very sorry.

The 10 trainees behind Baiyu cried on the spot, and the other trainees sitting in their seats felt pitiful and grateful when they saw it.

There was no expression on Bai Yu's face. In fact, when all the performances were over, he had already figured out that he would not leave.

He tore off the star card attached to his body, and suddenly a trace of inexplicable reluctance slipped through his heart.

He froze for a moment, then smiled suddenly, this long-lost competitive spirit brought him a little nostalgic feeling.

"Brother Yu, it's a pity we can't be in the same group," Ni Zheng sighed, "It's a good thing you didn't get eliminated, see you in three days."

Before leaving, the program team notified that he would formally join the group in three days, and Bai Yu decided to take a good rest during these three days.

He has been busy with the progress of SILENCE's new album before, and he hasn't felt the joy of vacation for too long.

Xue Hao returned to his residence, closed the heavy black curtains, took out another mobile phone from the hidden pocket of his bag, and pressed the quick call button.

A few seconds later, a hoarse voice sounded from the opposite side. Although the tone was so gentle, a coldness climbed up his back in an instant.

"How about it, did it work?"

Xue Hao's fingers holding the phone couldn't help tightening, "I tried it out, he probably doesn't have any impression of me. But..."

"What's wrong?"

Xue Hao told him about using Liang Wenxing to provoke Bai Yu, only to hear the scolding, "Stupid, I said he is very smart, this matter might be self-defeating."

"But then I deliberately let the water go, and now I have a score with him."

"Very well, don't be too hasty when approaching him, let him think that you have changed your attitude towards him because of his performance, understand."

After hanging up the phone, Xue Hao sat alone in the dark room, staring closely at the photos hanging on the wall.

It was a family portrait, every smiling face was so pure.

Xue Hao let out a sigh of relief, he must make good use of this rare opportunity, so as not to let down such a long dormancy.