The so-called fellow disciples ans going through bitterness and sweetness together!
After the leaves from the tree at the center of his battle matrix could fill one's stomach, Shen Fei decisively sent a few leaves to his junior martial brother who was struggling outside.
As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a mother. When a child travels thousands of miles, the mother worries. Naturally, such good stuff should be shared with fellow disciples.
"Thank you senior martial brother, I got it! I will eat them properly!" Feng Juechen took a phone call during the break from the stage rehearsal and sent a text ssage to his agent.
[I have an express delivery arriving at the company in the afternoon. It's very important. Help get it and rember to put it in the fridge to keep fresh!]
After sending the text ssage, Feng Juechen took the towel handed over by his assistant and wiped the barely noticeable sweat on his forehead. He looked at his teammates who were exhausted.
He slowly waited for them to regain their strength.
The talent show Feng Juechen participated in was called "Dance Youth", which involved singing and dancing as the na suggested.
At first Feng Juechen was reluctant to participate in the talent show. Perhaps influenced by Song Jixing, Feng Juechen thought one could only make money in this industry by acting.
However, when the agent promised him the bonus the company would give for winning the first place, Feng Juechen joined the show without hesitation.
The downside was that the teammates the company had assigned to him were subpar.
Forget not being able to sing, they couldn't even shake their arms to dance simply.
Fortunately, the program team scored each person based on their performance to rank the teams. With 108 people, they were divided into teams from A to H according to their numbers.
In the end, the top 3 would debut from the last remaining team after evaluation. Even if the program team only allowed the top 3 to debut, as long as a contestant was outstanding during the competition, they would gain the love of the audience and amass a large number of fans without debuting yet.
Feng Juechen, who was unfamiliar with the process when he first entered the talent show, was put in Team G.
Dancing was not difficult for Feng Juechen. Although he had never tried singing before, he learned temporarily, and it was passable. Together with the bonus from learning various instrunts on the spot, Feng Juechen charged straight from the bottom-ranked Team G to Team A, and got himself a whole group of new teammates.
What's not to like about a handso, diligent, conscientious, and hardworking guy?
Even without his diligence, just him being handso would make tons of people like him!
Feng Juechen, blessed with excellent innate conditions, gained a huge amount of passersby's fondness. His popularity remained high all the way without falling. There were even a large number of advertisers coming to find him before he debuted!
He was a shoo-in debut candidate!
Even so, Feng Juechen did not dare to slack off. He pulled his teammates to practice from early morning to night.
Even an iron will could not withstand such tornt.
When the fellow artists were exhausted half to death, Feng Juechen appeared completely relaxed, seemingly mocking their weakness.
The teammates were not to be outdone and worked hard to keep up with him. Yet in less than two days, they collapsed one by one.
When Team A's teammates gradually awakened, it was already too late. There were less than 20 people left in the current talent show.
As they lay on the bed with sore waists and backs, they seriously suspected that those who had been eliminated from the previous teams were all ntally dunked to death by Feng Juechen.
One could lose the competition but should not lose their life.
It was impossible for them to share Feng Juechen's craze!
After understanding this, they began intentionally underperforming. Whoever showed progress or worked slightly harder would be called by Feng Juechen to practice together.
If Feng Juechen collapsed from over practicing, he would still be standing!
Those who wanted to practice could go ahead. They were out!
As a young talent show that had debuted dozens of young artists and gained unanimous praise from the industry in just three years, "Dance Youth" would beco even more exciting towards the finals period based on its style during the past seasons. To get higher rankings, all contestants would showcase their most dazzling sides.
However, as the show entered its second to last and final weeks this year, long-ti audience mbers could not help but sigh how much the current talent shows had deteriorated from past years.
The program was ending soon, but so could not even dance properly! Their moves were chaotic without any ensemble. You could not even tell they were a team!
Among the outstanding performances, Feng Juechen shone the brightest until the end! He would certainly beco the center who debuted this year!
There were even inside rumors that the champion this year had been decided internally through capital power buys. That was why the others suddenly stopped trying, right? It was unthinkable that they beca so bad overnight when they were not like this initially!
After a day of stage training, the barely exhausted Feng Juechen took the express delivery that his assistant had sent over from the company back to the dorm.
At first Feng Juechen found it puzzling when he received an enormous foam plastic box.
His senior martial brother said he only sent a few tree leaves, how could such a large box be used, with substantial weight?
When Feng Juechen opened the foam plastic box after returning to his desk, he found three coolant bags inside.
At the very bottom of the coolant bags was a palm-sized thin courier bag with the sender being Song Jixing.
It was probably just using his senior martial sister's na and not sent by her personally.
Feng Juechen decisively opened the outer packaging of the delivery, took out the leaves inside, picked up one and put it in his mouth.
After chewing and swallowing the leaves, he felt slightly different indeed.
Feng Juechen casually placed the rest of the leaves on the desk, then went out to throw the trash.
Soon after Feng Juechen left, a male artist drenched in sweat walked into the room, belonging to the sa team as Feng Juechen and living in the sa dorm.
The man had gone through a day of training, feeling exhausted and hungry, but it was not alti yet.
Just as he was about to wash his face and sleep earlier on the bed, he suddenly slled a light and elegant fragrance that was not pungent.
He followed the fragrance and arrived at Feng Juechen's desk, spotting several leaves on the table.
"What leaves are these? They sll so nice?" He muttered and picked up the smallest piece to sll it. Driven by his subconscious, he put it in his mouth.
The mont the leaf touched his tongue, he scrunched up his face as tears nearly spilled out!
What the heck was this? It slled so good! But eating it resulted in an intensely bitter and hard-to-describe sour taste, like the dregs from concentrating a hundred-plus bowls of herbal dicine.
The man sprinted to the faucet to rinse his mouth furiously! He had not eaten anything so strangely flavored in his entire life!
When Feng Juechen returned to his desk, he naturally discovered that a leaf was missing. However, he didn't care. He did not lack als since the program team catered for them.
Secondly, the leaves tasted quite nasty. Ordinary people probably would not want to eat them. Even if they did out of curiosity, the leaves had no effect.
For people without spiritual roots, spiritually dense food was aningless to them. It would co out looking just as how it went in.
The next day, Feng Juechen received a text ssage from his agent.
[Ren Xun: I heard there is an artist in your show who eats grass madly every day and harbors frustrations and troubles others! That kind of person sounds quite deranged for joining a talent show. Be careful and keep your distance! Safety first!]
Feng Juechen tried recalling the remaining contestants in the team but could not figure out who that person was for the ti being. He simply replied with an "Okay".
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