After Transmigrating Into An Idol Talent Show

Mentor Lai Yuhan, who believed in targeted teaching, was a practical practitioner rather than a theorist. His teaching method was to demonstrate the lead vocals once and then give twenty minutes of practice time before each person was to sing in front of him for everyone to hear.

Teaching in a small class meant that in a classroom that can only accommodate around twenty or thirty people, everyone's strengths and weaknesses couldn’t escape the range of the cameras. Every little movement would be clearly exposed under the lens.

The trainees who had never experienced this kind of battle were obviously not used to it. A line of camera-bearing staff stood silently by the side of the classroom, keeping their lenses focused on one’s every move. It was natural to feel nervous, but one must try to act as if they hadn’t noticed and carry on as usual, which can be quite challenging.

This also led to inconsistent performance levels for trainees with poor psychological quality.

Mentor Lai Yuhan didn't have overly high expectations for these youths whose average age didn't exceed twenty-three. However, he never expected the skill level in Class C to be so polarized.

"It’s invincible and fearless, and it was... um—"

He couldn't remember the lyrics and even went off-key.

Lai Yuhan tapped a few piano keys, trying to help the trainee (who was visibly turning red) find the correct melody, but all he heard was the trainee singing each time like an ascending scale, in a different key each time.

"...Stop. I remember when you were on the stage for the first time, your performance wasn't this lousy. How come you can't even find a basic key now?" Lai Yuhan directly asked, feeling a bit puzzled.

The boy quickly glanced at the seven or eight cameras directly aimed at him behind Lai Yuhan, feeling somewhat uneasy, and stammered, "I-I'm nervous."

Lai Yuhan noticed his apprehension and, although understanding, chose not to comfort him, saying, "In this industry, it's alright to be nervous, but you can't be afraid. For those who have just entered this field, every camera shot is a precious opportunity that cannot be missed. Because in this world, no one will wait for you to adapt and become stronger. If you fear the camera and miss the initial opportunities given to you to showcase yourself, you'll find that when you're ready, there won't be any cameras to fall on you anymore."

This statement was both lightly spoken and profoundly meaningful. Lai Yuhan was beating them with the simplest yet realistic truth. If they couldn't overcome this basic hurdle, they shouldn't expect to go further. Instead of wasting time, it would be better to change paths early on.

“…..” The boy understood that Lai Yuhan was teaching him a harsh truth based on personal experience. But after remaining silent for a while, he still didn't know what to say. In the end, he simply lowered his head and said quietly, "I'm sorry, teacher."

"You don't have to apologize to me. Work hard and or the only person you’ll be sorry for will be yourself," Lai Yuhan replied simply, without saying much more. "Next."

Following behind Qin Lu, Su Qinglan poked Qin Lu in front of him and whispered, "Lai Yuhan seems gentle, but he's stricter than I imagined."

Qin Lu turned his head. "But what he said makes sense. Are you afraid of the camera?"

Su Qinglan grinned, looking carefree. "What's there to be afraid of?"

Qin Lu smiled lightly. "Well, that's your style."

Su Qinglan looked at Qin Lu's delicate profile and suddenly blurted out, "I feel like you're not afraid either."

Qin Lu was taken aback for a moment and said with a brief smile, "I'll take that as a compliment."

Su Qinglan laughed twice, looking as silly as ever, but also seeming to contain certain sharpness within him.

The next few after the first were also not outstanding. Lai Yuhan patiently watched as the next trainee stepped forward, finally feeling a hint of anticipation.

The boy with a straight back bowed politely. He didn't seem nervous at all, maintaining a relaxed yet focused expression. He was serious but at ease.

Unlike the previous few trainees whose impressions were vague, Lai Yuhan remembered him clearly. He smiled gently and said, "Qin Lu, right? Let's start directly. Begin from the C section and sing until the end of the second part of the chorus."

Qin Lu nodded.

His voice was as clean and clear as Lai Yuhan remembered, with a comfortable tone, stable rhythm, and strong emotional impact. But what stood out the most was that while every other trainee had relied on lyric sheets, keeping their heads down to sing along to the lyrics written, Qin Lu looked at the audience in front of him, which included Lai Yuhan.

As Lai Yuhan locked eyes with Qin Lu's beautiful amber eyes, there was no lack of surprise in his heart. His expression couldn’t help but carry a hint of approval.

The lyrics were actually not complicated, just a few dozen words, and it wasn't necessarily only Qin Lu who could remember them all. Sometimes, wasn’t about inability, but rather a lack of confidence, a subconscious choice to go with the flow and seek stability.

However, for a singer, singing with their head down, reading the lyrics and avoiding eye contact with the audience was not commendable nor respectful to the listeners.

Lai Yuhan didn't mention this issue earlier because it was still too early to address it. They (the trainees) might argue that the short amount of time was the reason they couldn't remember the lyrics. But if they were still in the same state after another day, Lai Yuhan would be deeply disappointed, even if he didn't express it openly.

It wasn't just a matter of skill, but also an attitude towards work.

In this show, apart from Qin Lu, no one else could confidently and effortlessly maintain eye contact with Lai Yuhan and sing so well while doing so.

It should be noted that Lai Yuhan was a senior who had been in the industry for over a decade, with a high level of popularity. When he briefly made eye contact with the other trainees, most of them instinctively shifted their gaze and avoided his eyes within a few seconds.

This child's (1) psychological quality was remarkable, and it could be said that they had a high level of self-confidence. Moreover, this self-confidence was humble and polite, not arrogant or conceited.

The trainees who were a bit observant in the class could tell that as Qin Lu performed, Lai Yuhan's expression noticeably improved.

"Very good," Sure enough, Lai Yuhan offered his first direct positive comment since he started teaching. "As far as I know, you haven't received formal vocal training, but it seems that your sense of pitch is excellent. And if I'm not mistaken, you've already memorized all the lyrics, haven't you?"

Just as disbelief started to show on some people's faces, they saw Qin Lu nodding. "Yes."

Before the words even sunk in, many of the trainees’ eyes trembled. “What? It's been less than twenty minutes, and you've memorized both the melody and lyrics?"

"I remember now, Qin Lu’s from Jinghe No. 6 High School, and studies very well!"

"Wasn't he awarded for his achievements in science subjects? How can he memorize lyrics so quickly? I'm so jealous. Maybe if I’d eaten more walnuts (2) when I was a child, I would have been this smart too?"

"You're thinking about peaches, hahaha! Just focus on memorizing it honestly."

Su Qinglan looked at Qin Lu with bright eyes and started to seize the time to memorize his own lyrics.

The morning passed with vocal and rap classes in Class C, while other classes had different subjects.

During lunch break, most people went to the cafeteria to eat. Some planned to finish their meal quickly and return to the practice room in five minutes, while others felt tired after class and went back to their dorms for a nap. In any case, the afternoon was freetime for personal activities, and everyone had different choices.

Currently, apart from those from the same company, most people were practicing in their respective classrooms. So when a trainee in a light green training suit appeared at the entrance of Class A's practice room, the people inside were slightly surprised.

Class A was worthy of being Class A. All six trainees were present in the room, none missing. Each was occupying their own section in the room and practicing diligently.

Seeing the trainee in the light green training suit at the door, a few of them paused their movements. The trainee with black hair looked quite young, probably underage, holding a plastic bag in his hand. He poked his head inside, scanning the room with his gaze before finally settling on the corner in front of the mirror.

"Liao Junchen?"

Oh, upon hearing that name, everyone remembered why they found him familiar. This was Liao Junchen’s "disciple" that Liao Junchen somehow knew.

When Liao Junchen heard his name, he looked up and paused for a moment upon seeing Qin Lu. He pushed himself up from his seat and walked towards him, saying, "Come in."

Qin Lu waved the bag in front of him and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Liao Junchen lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on the bag. "Not yet."

"I figured, so I brought it directly from the cafeteria to eat with you." Qin Lu said with a smile. "It won't cost you anything, so it doesn't count as future tuition."

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Translation notes

(1) It’s a common thing for people who are older to call those younger than them children in china. Adults will do it to teens, and older adults will do it to younger adults.

(2) Growing up, parents would tell their kids that eating walnuts will make them smarter (because a walnut looks like a brain). My parents told me the same thing haha

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Translator’s corner

Lulu is so cute. Also, lai yuhan speaking facts