strictlysupreme Chapter 128 Strange Tales of Idol Rules 1
Chapter 128 Strange Tales of Idol Rules 1
Welcome to Miracle Entertainment! Dear trainees, here you will receive the most comprehensive idol training program and enjoy the most dazzling idol life!
A strange, cheerful mechanical voice sounded in her ear. Ling Yi hesitated for a moment before speaking, "688, are you still there?"
Was he usurped?
688 paused for a moment: [Is it possible that the voice is ringing in your ear, and not in your head?]
As she spoke, Ling Yi looked up at the dense array of cameras and the densely packed crowd inside the room.
At this very moment, a hundred bewildered humans stood in Hyakuhei's practice room.
Clearly, everyone was completely baffled as to why they were there.
Someone tugged at their unfamiliar training clothes, asking in bewilderment, "Where am I? Why am I here?"
"Is this some kind of humanistic experiment? I didn't agree to this at all! Let me leave now, or I'm calling the police!"
The noise gradually increased, but the cheerful mechanical voice did not stop at all.
Next, our dear trainees will face three elimination rounds. We will select the most outstanding individuals from among the thousand trainees to form the most dazzling team.
You will be the darlings of the spotlight, gods in the hearts of fans, and cash cows in the hands of advertisers.
[The first knockout round – the qualifiers, Action!]
As soon as the voice fell, the room was suddenly brightly lit, and the incandescent light made Ling Yi squint.
At the same time, all the silver cameras rotated simultaneously, monitoring every anxious human present.
"Damn it, who wants to be this damn trainee? Let the hell out of here!" Clearly, someone was already getting impatient in this unfamiliar environment.
The moment that impatient voice fell, a scream suddenly rang out.
Before everyone's eyes, the man suddenly lost consciousness, collapsed to the ground, and then slowly merged into the floor and disappeared.
How can modern people accept the inexplicable appearance in unfamiliar places, or the death and disappearance of living people right before their eyes?
Ling Yi looked up at the woman opposite her who was covering her lips and trembling, recalling the plot in her mind.
This is a world of strange rules and uncanny tales, a bizarre world whose purpose is to cultivate the best idols. It uses life as a whip to lash out at every trainee.
If you don't debut, you'll die.
The original owner, Ling Yi, was a third-year student at a music academy. She was selected while discussing her dream of becoming a star with her roommate, becoming one of the unlucky ones out of a thousand.
This clever girl overcame numerous obstacles and survived until the final round, only to be framed after discovering that a pair of trainees were secretly in love.
Her food was laced with large amounts of bio-hormones, and because she gained weight, she violated the idol survival rules and became one of those who melted into the floor.
And what did that couple, still caught up in their romance at this time, say?
Man: "Anyone who stands in our way must die. We will live to the end."
The woman said, "I will try my best to live on, carrying her share of hope for life."
Original owner: "Pah!"
She doesn't need anyone to live on for her; she can live on her own!
She wanted to be the last one standing, shining brightly until she returned home.
Ling Yi: "..."
It's fine to live to the end, or it's fine to go home.
But the stars are dazzling...
She sighed, "Will these mixed-gender groups really become popular?"
She is pessimistic about this.
Ling Yi looked up at the innocent girl opposite her, whose lips were white from biting them, and slowly, slowly revealed a smile.
"Hello, from now on we're buddies!"
Hopefully, her companions won't get killed by her too soon.
Meng You was originally at a talent show, but who would have thought that in the blink of an eye she would be in this strange place and meet a strange woman?
How could she still laugh in a place where people have died?
She forced a smile, quickly averted her gaze, and looked in other directions, trying to gather more clues.
Ignored.
Ling Yi raised an eyebrow and turned her gaze toward the door of the practice room.
The next moment, a tall female teacher walked in.
She glanced around at the anxious trainees, a strange smile playing on her lips: "Hello everyone, from today onwards I will be your dance teacher."
"A flexible and supple body is a must-learn skill for every idol!"
"Now, let's begin our first lesson!"
After saying that, she did a split on the spot.
The other trainees, still reeling from their fear, looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
"Three seconds, do the splits, or you're out!" The woman's smile vanished abruptly when she saw that no one was moving in response to her movements.
She looked at everyone with a cold and malicious gaze and issued an ultimatum.
disuse……
The thought of the dozen or so people who had mysteriously disappeared on the floor sent a chill down everyone's spines, and they frantically started doing crooked, unsightly splits on the floor.
The 100-square-meter room had some space left over after a group of people died, so it wasn't too crowded.
But it was only a narrow escape. One person glanced at the big guy taking up a lot of space next to him and whispered, "Move aside, you're crowding me!"
The person next to him gritted their teeth: "Why should I?"
"What the hell..."
The silver camera silently watched everything. The next moment, the person who had sworn the curse collapsed to the ground and was swallowed by the floor.
The person next to them was suddenly left alone, which startled them so much that their already awkward posture became even more embarrassing.
The dance teacher who came down to inspect the scene saw this, and suddenly stepped on one of his legs, straightening his bent leg.
"what!"
The scream echoed throughout the dance studio, and the person who screamed disappeared from the studio the next moment, leaving a large blank space on the crowded floor.
The dance teacher smiled broadly: "How can trainees not pay attention to their image? Fans won't like you shouting so loudly."
Ling Yi, standing by the wall, watched as she trampled on those with incorrect postures, one by one. She watched as each person was covered in sweat from the pain but dared not utter a sound, and silently corrected her posture to be more standard.
Fortunately, the original owner had studied dance and had good flexibility.
Among those who study art, there are quite a few who, like the original owner, have studied dance.
After failing to find fault with several trainees, the dance teacher stopped in front of Ling Yi.
Her dark eyes were fixed on Ling Yi, as if trying to find something wrong with her movements.
Ling Yi looked up and met her gaze, then, under her cold gaze, added a yoga block to her left leg and another to her right leg.
Seeing her legs twisted into a compass shape, the dance teacher snorted and left reluctantly.
A moment later, another crisp cracking sound of bones came from beside him.
Ling Yi looked at the man whose legs were unnaturally bent and shook her head.
The red light of the camera high above flickered, silently watching the overly unruly trainee.