lerbook Chapter 138 Safety, fast forward!
Chapter 138 Safety, fast forward!
Jiang Bai shivered:
"All they can think about now is 'brother-in-law' and 'fairy sister'."
"If they knew that the so-called 'younger sister' was actually their 'brother-in-law' whom they see every day..."
"That anger of being deceived, mixed with a perverse desire for my cross-dressing..."
"Do you believe it or not?"
"They would never hit me."
"They just weld the door shut, then imprison me in room 404, subjecting me to some inhumane act of 'protection' that is actually 'manipulation'!"
"At that time, I'll be the mascot of 404! They'll be their common property!"
Just imagining that scene—
Su Ze held up the skirt and forced him to wear it, Lin Le took pictures from all angles with her camera, and Gu Dapeng guarded the door to prevent anyone from entering...
Jiang Bai felt a tightness in his chrysanthemum and a sense of hopelessness about life.
The system was silent for a second, then emitted a cheerful sound:
[Ding! Host's survival stress detected.]
[Our system offers the following thoughtful service: In the event of the aforementioned tragedy, the system will provide a free one-way ticket to Thailand.]
[The technology there is mature. Once you come back, you'll be a true 'best friend,' and your roommates will love you even more.]
"roll!!!"
Jiang Bai roared inwardly with deafening fury.
"I'm a tough guy! I don't need this kind of service!"
.......
Criticism is one thing, but time waits for no one.
Jiang Bai checked his phone; it was already 8:50.
His performance was about to begin in a little over half an hour.
"call......."
Jiang Bai composed himself, put his sunglasses back on, and wrapped his trench coat tighter around himself.
He turned around and went back to the six delivery guys who were still crouching behind the bushes.
"Get up, everyone."
Jiang Bai lowered his voice:
"The director has already gone inside."
"Our current mission is—to go infiltrate!"
"I'm going to scout now. No one is allowed to show their face without my signal!"
Upon hearing this, the six young men and women quickly stood up, stretched their limbs, and rubbed their hands together, eager to get started.
"Don't worry, little sister!"
"We'll go all out for those red envelopes!"
.......
Inside the auditorium.
The place was bustling with noise, and every seat was taken.
The colorful lights from mobile phones created a sea of colors.
Right in the center of the second seating area.
Su Ze, Gu Dapeng, and Lin Le were excitedly adjusting the light boards in their hands.
[Angelica dahurica, fly bravely!]
The pink light shone on Su Ze's excited face, making him look particularly eerie.
"Hehehe......."
While wiping the camera's telephoto lens, Su Ze said to Gu Dapeng beside him:
"Dapeng, make sure you see clearly later!"
"The moment your sister comes out, your job is to scream! Shout out the spirit of 404!"
"I'm in charge of capturing every micro-expression of my younger sister!"
Gu Dapeng nodded sheepishly, clutching two bottles of water in his hand:
"Don't worry, second brother! I have a loud voice!"
As the trio spoke, they looked towards the stage with great anticipation.
His eyes were filled with longing for a bright future.
..........
The backstage area of the auditorium, through a gap in the side door.
Jiang Bai, like a scout, poked his head out, his eyes darting around, scanning the front hall and corridor.
After confirming that the dreaded Mediterranean hairstyle had disappeared and that he had indeed returned to his seat in the audience.
"call......."
Jiang Bai pulled his head back and waved to the dark garden outside the door:
"Safety!"
"Go! Hurry up!"
The six delivery guys and girls, who had been waiting patiently to feed the mosquitoes, immediately crouched down like a well-trained special forces team and followed Jiang Bai into the backstage area.
"Little sister, how much longer do we have to wait?"
One of the young women, wearing a fox mask, couldn't help but ask in a low voice, her voice tinged with a mix of nervousness and excitement.
Jiang Bai pricked up his ears and listened to the sound coming from the stage in front. It was the thirteenth program, and someone was singing bel canto.
"Soon."
Jiang Bai lowered his voice to reassure the troops:
"There are probably five more programs."
"Everyone, warm up your hands and feet a bit, then we'll get right to it! We'll leave after the performance!"
"Okay!"
.......
at the same time.
First row of the auditorium, VIP guest seats.
Besides school leaders, many social celebrities who were specially invited by the school to lend their support were also seated here, including several prominent figures in the music and film industries.
At this moment, several people in the industry were huddled together, talking in hushed tones.
"Hey Lao Hong, have you checked the program?"
A music producer wearing black-rimmed glasses pointed to the list in his hand, his tone rather amused:
"The second to last one, the grand finale, is called Jiang Baizhi."
"This name...does it look familiar?"
The bald man, referred to as Old Hong, was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening:
"Angelica dahurica?"
"You mean...the contestant who got four turns on 'The Voice of China' that's been causing such a stir online these past few days?"
"Yes! That's her!"
The glasses maker nodded, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:
"I've also been following this season of 'The Voice of China.' That old guy Wang Dazhong has been begging me for connections and financial assistance to attract sponsors for the show."
"They said if it doesn't explode, we'll have to pack our bags and leave."
"Who would have thought that the very first episode would drop such a bombshell!"
"I also watched the video of Jiang Baizhi; she's really amazing."
Old Hong stroked his chin:
"She's beautiful, original, and most importantly, has a healing style that's so rare in the market right now."
"I never expected her to show up at the Shanghai Theatre Academy's freshman welcome party!"
To confirm, the glasses maker took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Wang Dazhong, the chief director of "The Voice of China".
A while later, a reply came.
The glasses maker glanced at his phone and smiled.
"Confirmed!"
"Old Wang replied, saying it's true! This Jiang Baizhi is indeed connected to the Shanghai Theatre Academy!"
"They seem to be students from around here, anyway, they're right here!"
Although the group's discussion was not loud, the school leaders sitting in the row in front of them had very sharp ears.
A vice principal turned his head, a hint of surprise and curiosity on his face:
"Teachers, the Jiang Baizhi you just mentioned... is she the contestant who got four turns on The Voice of China?"
"Still from our school?"