strictlysupreme Chapter 129 Strange Tales of Idol Rules 2
Chapter 129 Strange Tales of Idol Rules 2
The dance teacher suddenly turned around and saw Ling Yi obediently practicing, her eyes focused on her nose and her mind at ease.
But the moment she turned around, Ling Yi cast her scrutinizing gaze back at her.
The man's bones seemed to be severely injured; large drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he lay sprawled on the ground with a ferocious expression.
boned...
Suddenly, a hidden compartment in the wall opened, and a series of silver cameras emerged, their small silicone wheels making a soft sound on the ground.
The moment the camera with the red dot was pointed at Ling Yi, she looked straight ahead again.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the camera slowly walked towards the man with twisted bones and a ferocious expression.
The man had his head buried between his arms, but in the instant he wiped away sweat, he revealed a painful and ferocious side to the camera.
Then, his pained and ferocious expression was frozen in time, and another empty space appeared on the floor.
Ling Yi's heart tightened; the rules had been upgraded!
From initial aerial camera surveillance to current dual air and ground surveillance...
The rule of this world seems to be: maintain a perfect posture at all times, or you will die.
The man's mysterious disappearance caused panic among the others. Several people moved erratically, and then the dance teacher ruthlessly broke their bones, causing them to vanish in agony.
In just one morning, only 76 people remained in the practice room, which was meant to accommodate 100 people.
This is just the beginning; much more practice awaits them in the future…
When the teacher announced the end of the class as if granting a reprieve, everyone collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
A man covered in sweat even lifted up his training clothes to wipe the sweat off his face.
Ling Yi could see his white belly under his training clothes, which was utterly unattractive.
The next moment, the man also disappeared from the dance studio.
The dance teacher gave a cold laugh, glanced back in that direction, and swayed away.
Now, no one dared to lift their clothes or even move their limbs. Instead, they struggled to stand at attention in the room.
They were terrified of breaking some inexplicable rule again and dying an unexplained death.
Ling Yi took a few breaths and sat on the floor in a relaxed but not awkward posture.
Dozens of cameras in the room stared at her for a while before moving on to observe others.
The person whose legs were trembling from standing noticed Ling Yi's action, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly followed her posture and sat down.
Seeing that nothing happened after they had been sitting for a long time, a few people gradually sat down in the latter room.
Meng You had been observing this somewhat mentally unstable person, and when she used yoga blocks to provoke the teacher, she gasped in shock.
It is clear that she was still alive, but other thoughts had arisen in her mind.
Does that mean that as long as you don't break the rules, you can do things that make you relax?
She tentatively relaxed her muscles using the standard posture taught by her teacher, and when she realized she was still alive, she almost cried with joy.
Suddenly, she noticed a gaze falling on her. Turning around, she saw Ling Yi looking at her with a half-smile, making the same gesture as her.
The precise movements and chilling gaze reminded Meng You of the painted-skin ghosts in horror stories who could replace the original owner at any time.
At that moment, her hair stood on end, and she almost screamed, but at the last second she tightly covered her mouth.
Ling Yi smiled regretfully and went to relax her muscles on her own.
The moment she looked away, Meng You breathed a sigh of relief, secretly annoyed.
Why has this person been targeting her from the very first time they met?
After everyone rested for half an hour, and with only seventy people remaining in the room due to various reasons, someone finally reappeared in the practice room.
The visitor was a man around forty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his smile was both hypocritical and amiable.
"Kids, you must be tired after practicing all morning." He introduced himself to everyone in a friendly manner: "I am your manager, Lao Zhao. I will be in charge of all your group's future activities."
"Next, I'll just say a few words..."
Then, Lingyi listened to an hour and a half of brainwashing.
It started with the company working for everyone's dreams of stardom, even at the cost of losing money, and ended with gratitude towards the company and the boss.
During this time, some people were so soothed by his hypnotic voice that they closed their eyes and dozed off, only to disappear from the room in the tenth second after closing their eyes.
Old Zhao, however, simply pushed up his glasses and said, "Disrespecting your agent is not a good habit."
"Speaking of gratitude to the boss, let me tell you about our great boss..." Old Zhao looked at the hand that was politely but abruptly raised in the crowd and said with a forced smile, "Trainee, is there something you need?"
The cameras in the room also turned in the same direction at that moment, staring at the only thing that was acting strangely.
“Reporting to the agent, it’s 1 p.m. now, and we’re scheduled to start training again at 2 p.m. Without enough food, we won’t have the energy to continue this high-intensity training.” Ling Yi met the agent’s gloomy expression and said softly, “Please let us have a bite to eat so we can be ready for the boss’s training plan with full energy!”
During her break, Lingyi saw the schedule on the practice room screen.
I practice from 8 a.m. to 11 a.m., and from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m.
It seems unlikely that this timeline will change even if it rains knives, so the agent's lengthy explanation is highly suspicious.
Having only been in this world for a few hours, Ling Yi had already sensed the resentment and malice towards the trainees from the rules to all the entertainment company employees.
Ling Yi had reason to believe that the agent's long-winded speech was intended to make them spend their lunch break hungry so they could prepare for the afternoon dance practice on an empty stomach.
In this way, another batch of people can be killed.
Ling Yi rubbed her rumbling stomach and, guided by the spirit that "man is iron and food is steel," politely interrupted the agent.
The manager's face suddenly turned cold. He glared at Ling Yi and said fiercely, "What are you eating? Trainees need to be thin and beautiful. How can you eat?"
Ling Yi pondered, "Skeletons are thin too, but they're not beautiful."
The others stared in astonishment at the warrior, and silently mourned for her in advance.
After waiting for a while, all I heard was the agent's menacing voice: "Those who want to eat can go, those who don't can stay here and continue listening to me tell you about the boss's past!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yi stood up without hesitation.
After her, a few others left the practice room one after another, but most people didn't dare to leave and could only listen to their manager's trash talk on an empty stomach.
When Ling Yi found the cafeteria by following the company's signs, she discovered that people were already eating.
She wasn't the only one with the guts to test the rules; among a thousand people, there are always many who are both bold and meticulous.