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Chapter 19
Mu Taozhi thought he must have seen wrong. He closed his eyes and then opened them again.
The text hadn't changed, still clearly presented before his eyes.
The problems he and He Yanning had encountered during their performances, improvement plans, and how to better understand their characters were all clearly marked, impossible to ignore.
Mu Taozhi even saw familiar text in the bolded subtitles.
Why... would what Director Hua had taught them appear in Yao Bianliang's notebook?
Е ńumä .ĭ d̃_
Mu Taozhi was dumbfounded.
He had previously asserted with absolute certainty that Yao Bianliang was secretly working hard behind their backs.
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But the reality seemed exactly the opposite.
Yao Bianliang staying up late wasn't to improve her own acting skills to surpass them; she was hoping to help them improve their acting.
How could this be possible...
Mu Taozhi couldn't help but recall how he had shown off in front of Yao Bianliang just that morning.
Е n u̇m_а.і̂ d̈
What had he said?
—With a bit of effort, acting well isn't that difficult.
—Are you jealous that my acting is improving too quickly, so you're making discouraging remarks?
—Don't worry, after a few more days of effort, I'll definitely outperform you.
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Mu Taozhi: ......
Help, what had he been doing!
Еñ ú.m̄ӑ
With a little progress, he'd become complacent. Little did he know that without Yao Bianliang's help, he probably couldn't even get started.
If it were just this, it would be fine. The key was that he had repeatedly spoken arrogantly to her face, mocking her multiple times.
Thinking of this, Mu Taozhi wished he could find a hole to bury himself in.
He wondered what Yao Bianliang had felt when he said those things.
Would she think he was an ungrateful fool?
No... this couldn't be true.
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Mu Taozhi really didn't want to believe this reality.
It must be because he wasn't fully awake, which was why he saw this scene.
"Mu Taozhi, what's wrong?"
He Yanning was right beside Mu Taozhi. Seeing that he hadn't moved, He Yanning turned with puzzlement and asked softly.
Following Mu Taozhi's gaze, he discovered that Mu Taozhi was staring at Yao Bianliang's open notebook with an expression as if struck by lightning, extremely shocked.
He Yanning frowned slightly and walked over, his gaze falling on the notebook.
E n u m а . ĩ d_
Wait, this is...
He Yanning's gaze froze, his breathing stopping for a second.
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It was now one in the morning, the moonlight was bright, shining through the window onto the table, illuminating the text very clearly.
The notebook clearly contained suggestions for improving their acting skills.
So Yao Bianliang staying up late and burning the midnight oil wasn't to improve her own acting skills, but to help them...
He Yanning couldn't believe it.
E ǹ u_mа̄
He turned to look at Mu Taozhi, who still maintained that thunderstruck expression, not moving at all.
"She, this..." He Yanning moved his lips, pointing at the notebook, trying to confirm with Mu Taozhi.
He hadn't misunderstood, had he? Yao Bianliang was actually secretly helping them.
But she and they were competitors.
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What benefit could there be in secretly helping opponents improve their acting?
He Yanning knew clearly that if he hadn't accidentally seen this scene today, he would have continued to think Yao Bianliang was competing with them.
Е̃ n̊ ü m̀ а
He would never have known that to help them perform well in a drama, she was staying up late, mentally exhausted, nor would he have known about her painstaking planning behind the scenes.
Her efforts were destined to be in vain, receiving no reward.
Why would she do this?
"Mmm..."
At this moment, Yao Bianliang seemed to mumble something, showing signs of waking up.
Both men were startled.
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Mu Taozhi didn't know why, but although he hadn't intentionally peeked, facing this situation, he suddenly felt guilty.
Not daring to linger, Mu Taozhi pulled He Yanning away to leave.
"Wait... we didn't get the key!" He Yanning said in a low voice.
Mu Taozhi: "......"
He had almost forgotten that they had returned to get the dormitory key.
Pausing his steps, Mu Taozhi had to turn back and grab the key he had left on the windowsill.
W̆еb̂ n оv́ ê l̇ E num̀а̃
After getting the item, the two immediately headed outside, walking as if something was chasing them, much faster than usual.
Gently closing the door, Mu Taozhi let out a long breath, only to find his palms were sweaty.
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He turned to look at He Yanning, still in a daze: "Did you see it? The content Director Hua taught us actually appeared in Yao Bianliang's notebook."
"I saw it," He Yanning nodded, his voice a bit dry.
"What's going on?" Mu Taozhi grabbed his hair. "Could it be that Director Hua also explained those things to Yao Bianliang, and she wrote everything down?"
He Yanning remained silent.
Е̊ n um̂ a
This explanation obviously didn't make sense, since the first half of Yao Bianliang's notes contained what Director Hua had taught, while the second half was completely new content.
Mu Taozhi clearly knew this as well; he said this only because he found it difficult to accept the reality and wanted to struggle a bit more.
"Director Hua mentioned that this content wasn't his idea, but was told to him by a friend," He Yanning said.
He paused, then continued: "Now it seems that friend is probably her."
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"How can this be..." Mu Taozhi was desperate. "What have I been doing? I even mocked her acting skills as inferior to mine."
Mu Taozhi now wished he could go back in time and shake some sense into his arrogant self.
Ŵе̃ b̃ n о_v̌ ӗl̂ Е̌ n u ḿ ă_
Where did he get the confidence to view Yao Bianliang as his imaginary enemy? His acting skills were learned from her, yet he naively thought he had surpassed Yao Bianliang.
He Yanning also felt complicated emotions.
Although he hadn't verbalized his thoughts like Mu Taozhi, in truth, he had also complained about Yao Bianliang more than once in his heart.
In his view, if not for Yao Bianliang getting up early and making them train together, he wouldn't have needed to work so hard.
But now, seeing Yao Bianliang staying up late to worry about their acting, He Yanning suddenly felt his thoughts were base and shameful.
She was wholeheartedly planning for them, while they gossiped about her behind her back.
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"But, He Yanning, I can't understand..." Mu Taozhi said glumly, "Why would she help us? Why, after helping, would she deliberately conceal it?"
According to normal logic, the better competitors perform, the worse a contestant's own situation becomes.
Mu Taozhi couldn't figure it out.
Surely Yao Bianliang wasn't doing this to flop!
He Yanning seemed to have understood something, murmuring: "Perhaps, that's how it is..."
Mu Taozhi was startled: "What?"
Е.n u̇ m̃ӓ .і d
He Yanning composed himself and slowly said: "I was puzzled earlier about why she worked so hard. Logically, this role doesn't pose much challenge for her, offers little room for improvement, and there's no need to spend so much time and energy."
Mu Taozhi frowned slightly.
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Indeed, what He Yanning said was true, and he had initially overlooked this point.
No matter how hard Yao Bianliang worked, this role's ceiling had already been reached.
Yet she still came early and left late every day, bringing them along to work hard—what was the point?
No, wait...
Ė nûm а . і d
A thought flashed through Mu Taozhi's mind, and his thinking suddenly became clear.
That's it—Yao Bianliang's role had a very low ceiling, but he and He Yanning's roles had a high ceiling!
Yao Bianliang doing this perhaps wasn't for herself at all—
She just wanted to bring him and He Yanning along to work hard!
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He Yanning said: "Do you remember when Yao Bianliang had someone pass a message to you the day before recording began?"
Mu Taozhi certainly remembered.
Е̊ṅumа́
He had indeed been angered at that time, and in the heat of the moment, began competing with Yao Bianliang.
"Yao Bianliang deliberately used reverse psychology to make you get up early to train with her, so I had no choice but to get up early too," He Yanning traced the course of events. "During the subsequent training, she observed our practice situations, identified problems, and then used Director Hua to tell us improvement suggestions."
The situation was now very clear.
From the beginning, Yao Bianliang wanted to help them, with a very clear goal that never changed.
He Yanning continued: "She has mentioned more than once that she hopes to present good works to the audience, so she must strive to do her best."
Mu Taozhi reflexively said: "Aren't those just empty words?"
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He had heard such platitudes many times.
Anyone can say nice things; Mu Taozhi could recite hundreds of words on the subject right now.
He Yanning looked at him speechlessly: "Do you still think those words were just for show?"
Mu Taozhi: "This..."
Yes, when others say such things, perhaps it's just for appearance's sake in front of the media.
But Yao Bianliang was clearly not like that.
W е́b̈.nо v̀ е̄l̀ Е̃ n̊ ů m ā
She had proven with her actions that she truly meant what she said.
"We are indeed opponents, but also teammates," He Yanning sighed. "From the moment we needed to jointly perform a work, we weren't purely in a competitive relationship. To perform this work well, cooperation and mutual benefit are necessary."
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"Besides this reason, I really can't think of what else could motivate her to help us without expecting anything in return," He Yanning said. "After all, it couldn't possibly be to flop, right?"
Mu Taozhi's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word for a moment.
For the sake of performing a good work, for the sake of giving the audience a better viewing experience, she was willing to cultivate her competitors' acting skills.
Mu Taozhi asked himself, if it were him, he couldn't do this under any circumstances.
Е́ñ ŭṁа̃
At this moment, he instinctively recalled the scene he had just witnessed—
In the dim light of the late night, Yao Bianliang, exhausted, was napping on the table, her notebook filled with annotations she had written.
A complex emotion surged within Mu Taozhi, and he suddenly felt he couldn't face Yao Bianliang anymore.
Before this, he had not only misunderstood her but also cursed her in his heart.
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He thought she was deliberately provocative, deliberately extending practice time, and he had quite a grudge against her because of this.
But looking back now, he had truly measured a noble person with a petty mind.
W̌ е̂ b́ n̈ о v ë l̈ Е̊ n̊ŭm̌а̃
Her level would never be limited to such petty squabbles!
She not only had no intention of outperforming them, but tried her hardest to help them perform well.
His vision was limited to the variety show, to how to gain traffic and how to successfully advance.
But she didn't care about so-called traffic; she was thinking about how to be responsible to the audience and to her work.
Compared to Yao Bianliang's behavior, Mu Taozhi found his thoughts laughable and narrow-minded.
He Yanning took a deep breath and slowly said: "She has already helped us so much, yet we... still aren't working hard enough."
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This time, Mu Taozhi didn't refute He Yanning's words.
Yes, they really were too lazy.
Before teaming up with Yao Bianliang, Mu Taozhi thought that performing a scene in hot weather was already extremely professional.
But now it seemed he had never had the right attitude, nor had he ever taken acting seriously.
Had he put in a little effort in the past, with half the effort he was using now, his acting wouldn't have been so poor.
He Yanning felt even more moved internally.
W ѐ b̊ ń о́ v е́l̈ Ӗn̊ū m̈ ȧ
If before, he had been forced to work hard alongside her, now he truly wanted to improve.
Yao Bianliang was his competitor!
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For a competitor to help improve his acting, staying up late without rest, what reason did he have to continue slacking off with a clear conscience?
What the future held, He Yanning didn't want to think about too much. He only knew that in these few days, he wanted to take this short drama seriously and do his best to perform it well.
This way, he would at least be worthy of the audience, worthy of fans, worthy of himself.
He Yanning: "Starting tomorrow, I plan to watch some police and crime films in my free time, to learn from the performances of predecessors."
Е ñu m̊ a .і́ ḋ
"I'll also find some financial-themed films to watch," Mu Taozhi also said. "Active learning and integration are never wrong."
Actually, if reality permitted, they should personally visit financial securities offices or police stations to experience and imitate firsthand.
But since they were currently in closed training, this was the only approach they could take.
Having been too lazy before, to catch up now, they had to work even harder!
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The next day, contestants who were hesitating about whether to join the early risers discovered a sad fact—
He Yanning and Mu Taozhi had become even more diligent than before!
Ẁ е̄b ṅov̌ e̊l Е̂ nu̇ m̌_а
Not only were they practicing in the training room, but they weren't even taking breaks during meal times, as if they were completely immersed in their roles.
"Have you heard? Mu Taozhi has started learning about finance and investment to better play his role."
"He Yanning asked the production team to invite a former police officer as his teacher! Now he's learning from the teacher, and his whole demeanor has changed."
"This is terrible, my character is a thief. Should I invite someone who used to be a thief to teach me how to act?"
"I secretly watched their group's training, their progress is double ours. Sigh, is this something humans can do?"
"This is killing me, my roommate said yesterday that he also wants to start training at six in the morning."
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Originally, all these people had poor acting skills and were equally mediocre in their efforts, with no one being better than the others.
They could have been like their seniors in the industry, slacking off during rehearsals, then praising each other with rainbow farts during performances, making everything seem harmonious and beautiful.
However, things didn't go as planned. Among this group of slackers, a competitive workhorse had infiltrated—Yao Bianliang.
The workhorse not only worked hard herself every day, but also brought along two teammates to work diligently, with their rehearsal progress far outpacing the others.
Compared to them, the other contestants looked like incompetent slackers.
Who could remain calm about this?
Е̇n u m̄ӑ .і́ d
For ordinary contestants, this situation was still manageable, at most just complaining privately.
The most uncomfortable were those few contestants who had established "hardworking" personas.
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They had attracted fans through their diligence, perseverance, and upward mobility.
But now it seemed this negligible diligence couldn't compare at all with Group 6.
By comparison, they weren't diligent at all, but rather extremely lazy.
This made their "hardworking" personas seem utterly ridiculous!
Еn_ü m̄ а .і̇ d
Seeing Group 6's popularity increasing, these contestants could no longer sit still.
Zhang Zeming was one of them.
His acting was average, his abilities were average, so he could only establish a hardworking persona.
But now, even this sole advantage was being overshadowed!
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A self-proclaimed "hardworking" contestant being so thoroughly outperformed by two typically lazy young idols made no sense logically or emotionally.
Establishing a good persona can certainly bring countless benefits to a celebrity;
Е̂n̆ u m а
But if one day that persona can't be maintained, it will undoubtedly cause a strong backlash.
Although they couldn't access the internet, he could already imagine what a bloody battlefield his Weibo comments section had become.
Likely, those anti-fans were already happily prancing around, mocking him from 360 degrees without blind spots.
"This can't continue," Zhang Zeming took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
Early morning and late night, practicing intensely—what's so difficult about that?
He didn't believe that if Mu Taozhi could do it, he couldn't.
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With this thought, Zhang Zeming quickly washed up and returned to his dormitory, planning to rest early and conserve his energy.
As he pushed open the dormitory door, his roommates' conversation came through.
"Seriously, what drug did they take? Why have they become so enthusiastic!" Brother Wang sat on the upper bunk, complaining with a bitter face.
The roommate on the lower bunk said gloomily: "Speaking of which, it's all because of that Yao Bianliang!"
"Yao Bianliang?" Everyone was still quite unfamiliar with this name and took a moment to realize who it was.
"Oh, you mean the third member of Group 6?"
En̄üm̂а .і̄ d́
"Exactly, it's her," the lower bunk roommate said, gnashing his teeth hatefully. "This person is not only diligent and hardworking herself, but has also provoked Mu Taozhi and He Yanning to practice diligently with her."
Zhang Zeming was shocked: "But they're her competitors! Their good performance doesn't benefit her at all."
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"Who knows what she's thinking," the contestant said painfully. "I've never seen such an idiot. After all that effort, her own ability hasn't improved much, but her competitors have progressed rapidly."
"If it were just this, it would be fine. The key is that with her doing this, contestants from other groups are also struggling!"
"I heard that several members from Group 2 have already decided to get up early tomorrow morning for training."
Zhang Zeming: "......" No way, another group?
Ẽ nũm̀а
Zhang Zeming had never felt so speechless.
Yao Bianliang's actions not only made her competitors stronger but also made everyone else suffer.
Harming others without benefiting oneself—injuring the enemy by eight hundred, but losing ten thousand oneself.
This was simply insane!
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If she couldn't be comfortable, she wanted everyone to be uncomfortable too?
"I can't control other groups, but I absolutely won't get up early," Xiawei on the left spoke first. "Whoever gets up early to rehearse is a fool."
W ѐ_b̂nо v̇ еl Е n ǔm̊ а
This statement quickly received unanimous agreement from everyone.
"Well said!" a contestant on the upper bunk said. "It's just a variety show, we just need to market and hype a bit, gain some popularity. Who would be stupid enough to really act well in a variety show?"
This was the truth.
Since they could easily gain popularity through hype, why should they work hard and rely on acting to get traffic?
Even with the best acting skills, without traffic, one would still remain an eighteenth-tier nobody;
But with traffic, even if the acting was terrible, fans would still support them.
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Comparing the two, even a fool would know how to choose.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the production team will hold a group activity. We just need to perform well there," a roommate analyzed with reason. "Isn't that better than burying our heads in practicing acting?"
Another person also expressed strong agreement: "Everyone's progress is much slower than Group 6's. When laws don't punish the masses, there's no reason for us to work hard just because Group 6 is working hard."
After saying this, he turned his gaze to Zhang Zeming: "By the way, what about you, Brother Zhang?"
As his words fell, several roommates also looked over.
Zhang Zeming moved his lips; he had originally wanted to say he planned to go to the practice room at six o'clock the next morning.
Ѐ n̊ ŭ m̀а̌.їd́
But facing the current situation, he silently swallowed these words.
No, he couldn't reveal his true thoughts.
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What if everyone changed their minds after hearing him and went to the training room early like him? What then?
He was getting up early to maintain his "hardworking" persona.
If everyone got up early with him, what kind of hardworking contestant would he be!
It was best not to reveal anything about this. The longer he could keep it secret, the better.
Е ňu_m̆ǎ .і̌d́
The others in the dormitory weren't in the same group as him. As long as he was careful when getting up early, they wouldn't necessarily notice.
Under the inquiring gazes, Zhang Zeming swallowed and heard his own voice respond calmly: "Of course. Who would get up so early in the dead of winter?"
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Early the next morning, Zhang Zeming got up early.
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He hadn't slept well; his eyes opened in a daze before dawn. He forced himself to leave the warm bed and climb up.
He was a hardworking contestant, so he had to get up early. If others got up early, he had to get up even earlier.
Е ṅũ ma
The persona couldn't fall!
After washing up in the dark, Zhang Zeming shouldered his bag and quietly opened the dormitory door.
To be honest, this feeling of secretly working hard behind others' backs was quite novel.
The corridor was rather dim, so Zhang Zeming didn't dare walk too quickly, only moving forward in the dark.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear footsteps from the other side, getting closer to him.
"Who's there?" Zhang Zeming turned around and, by the moonlight, saw a very familiar face.
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It was Xiawei, who had declared the day before that "whoever gets up early is a fool."
"Is that... Brother Zhang?" Xiawei also looked at Zhang Zeming, who had publicly stated "absolutely wouldn't get up early in the dead of winter."
Their eyes met in complete silence.
"Brother Zhang, you're here too?" Xiawei laughed awkwardly. "I didn't sleep well last night and woke up at dawn. Since I couldn't sleep anyway, I thought I'd get up and look at the script."
Zhang Zeming looked at Xiawei's still drowsy eyes and remained silent.
This explanation sounded almost believable.
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"Is that so? What a coincidence," Zhang Zeming also said. "I couldn't sleep this morning either, so I just got up."
"Haha, that's really quite a coincidence."
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The two exchanged a knowing glance, chatted briefly, and then went their separate ways.
After separating, the smile on Zhang Zeming's face gradually disappeared. He walked alone, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.
The situation wasn't good; even Xiawei was getting up this early.
If many people were getting up early, he wouldn't stand out as much.
W̊ ёb̄ ǹ.о́ v́е̂l _Еn̈ u m̄а̊
But then again, it was still winter, and not everyone could get up before dawn.
The situation shouldn't be too dire... right?
With a glimmer of hope, Zhang Zeming arrived at his group's training room door.
He pushed open the door, and the scene that met his eyes left him frozen in place.
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The training room was lit, and two teammates were standing face to face with scripts, rehearsing lines.
"You... you guys..." Zhang Zeming stared wide-eyed at the two people in the practice room, unable to recover for a long time.
Ѐ n ù m å. ì d̃
These two teammates had firmly stated yesterday that they would absolutely not get up early. In the end, they had arrived even earlier than him.
What happened to the agreement to be laid-back together!
"Ahem, Xiaozhan, you're here too," one teammate coughed dryly. "After returning to the dormitory last night, we thought it over and felt we couldn't continue to be so relaxed."
"Our group's progress is already slow, and if we delay further, we might fall far behind."
"If we can't present a good work in the end, how can we face the fans who voted for us, and how can we face the audience watching the show?"
These words were spoken with utmost seriousness, as if from the heart. But to Zhang Zeming's ears, he didn't believe a single word.
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Isn't it just worry about being outperformed by other contestants and not advancing in the end?
Talking about being responsible to audiences and fans—he's not falling for that nonsense.
Another teammate nodded in agreement: "That's right. I just saw that Group 5 has also started training early. We can't fall behind."
Zhang Zeming was stunned for a moment, then asked in shock: "What did you say?"
Group 5 had also started getting up early?
The teammate said helplessly: "It's true. Their entire group is present, and even the director hasn't been left out."
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Zhang Zeming: "......"
Zhang Zeming felt his vision darken.
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With so many people working diligently, how could he establish his "hardworking" persona?
It was as if the heavens wanted to destroy him!
Among the 30 contestants, undercurrents were flowing, with all kinds of comparisons too numerous to count.
Even Yao Bianliang, who had been focusing on studying acting, gradually began to notice something unusual.
W е̄ b́ň ȯ ṽ е̊ l̂ E n ùm̄ ã
"Strange, these contestants all seem to be getting up quite early. What's going on?" Yao Bianliang was a bit confused.
Director Hua glanced at her, somewhat helplessly.
Why would this be happening? Shouldn't you know better than anyone?
If you hadn't set the precedent, why would these contestants suddenly start working hard?
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He Yanning explained from the side: "Our group's training time is too long, so other groups naturally became restless and also started getting up early to train."
"So that's what happened." Yao Bianliang's eyes brightened slightly.
Wе b̆ n оv еl Е̇ n̂ ǔm̊ а̂
This was a good thing!
She had originally only wanted to bring He Yanning and Mu Taozhi along to work hard, but the effect was better than she had imagined—other contestants were also working hard.
With everyone practicing diligently, wouldn't their acting skills improve rapidly?
If all contestants' acting improved, then her acting wouldn't stand out as much.
"They should have been doing this all along," Yao Bianliang sighed.
Taking acting seriously—this is what an actor should be like.
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If they cheated and slacked off every day, only thinking about how to gain traffic, how could such contestants defeat her and eliminate her?
"Then we need to stick to our schedule too," Yao Bianliang said, her gaze involuntarily turning toward Mu Taozhi.
She remembered that yesterday, after performing well, he had become a bit complacent, and his attitude had become less serious.
In a boat against the current, not advancing means retreating.
Other contestants only had an indirect competitive relationship with her; those with direct interests linked to her were still these two.
"Mu Taozhi, you still need to work on your body language," Yao Bianliang said.
Е̄n ũ m̌а̃ .іd
She had originally thought Mu Taozhi would contradict her as before, then mock her again.
But unexpectedly, Mu Taozhi's face reddened as he stammered: "...Alright, I understand."
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Yao Bianliang: ?
Under Yao Bianliang's surprised gaze, Mu Taozhi continued somewhat uncomfortably: "I thought about it carefully yesterday, and there are indeed significant problems in this area. I'll pay attention to it."
This was truly like the sun rising from the west—Mu Taozhi actually admitting his mistake?
Even Director Hua looked over in surprise: "Impressive, there's actually a day when you recognize your own mistakes."
W е b̄ n̈ o̊ v̆e ĺ É nũ m̈_ǎ
Mu Taozhi: "......"
Mu Taozhi's face darkened: "I'm not an unreasonable person."
On the side, He Yanning pursed his lips and suddenly asked Yao Bianliang: "Do I have any areas I need to pay attention to?"
"Huh?" Yao Bianliang was startled before replying, "Your problem is still the same as before—you don't relax when acting. Although the situation is much better than before, this problem persists."
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Yao Bianliang was puzzled internally.
Strangely, He Yanning usually maintained silence. Though he didn't contradict her like Mu Taozhi occasionally did, his attitude was quite cold.
Ӗ n̈ú mа̃ . і̃ d
Yao Bianliang estimated this was because she had forced him to wake up early to practice, so he harbored some resentment.
But today, he surprisingly took the initiative to speak, lowering his posture to ask her for advice.
This transformation was completely unexpected.
He Yanning nodded and said seriously: "Alright, I'll pay attention to that."
He paused, then added solemnly: "Thank you."
Thank you for helping without holding grudges or expecting anything in return.
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He would work hard and not disappoint her expectations.
Yao Bianliang: "......"
What's wrong with you two today? Did your brains get caught in a door?
The clock now pointed to twelve, and it was already lunchtime.
Yao Bianliang cleared her throat, preparing to leave first: "I'm going to the cafeteria first, you guys take your time."
"Let's go together," He Yanning immediately stood up.
Ëň umа
Yao Bianliang tried to politely decline: "No need, I'm planning to go to the convenience store first..."
She had been reciting lines all morning and was already a bit thirsty, so she needed to buy some water.
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Thinking this, she was about to stand up when a bottle of mineral water appeared before her.
Seeing Yao Bianliang look over, Mu Taozhi coughed dryly, avoiding her gaze, and said somewhat awkwardly: "Are you thirsty? I brought water."
Yao Bianliang silently looked at this bottle of water, beginning to wonder if Mu Taozhi had been possessed.
She was indeed thirsty, but in the past, Mu Taozhi wouldn't have cared about her, let alone notice details like her being thirsty.
Ẅе́ b̊ ńo vе̇ ľ Е_n u̇ ma
When had he become so thoughtful?
She looked somewhat suspiciously at the extremely unusual Mu Taozhi, pausing before taking the water: "Thank you."
Strange, today's atmosphere was too strange.
Yao Bianliang didn't dare stay any longer and got up to head to the cafeteria.
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There was a group variety activity this afternoon that required contestants to bring their own props, so they were all carrying more items than usual today.
Yao Bianliang put her phone back in her pocket, preparing to pick up her backpack. However, someone moved faster than her, taking it up first.
Ẃе̄ b̊ǹо ṽê l̊ .Е̃ n̊ um̂а
He Yanning: "If you're tired, I can carry it for you."
Yao Bianliang: ??
"No need, I can manage," she reflexively refused.
He Yanning pursed his lips, insisting: "The things are quite heavy; it's inconvenient for you to carry."
Yao Bianliang couldn't help but look at He Yanning.
Although his face showed no expression, if she wasn't mistaken, his gaze toward her clearly contained guilt and... respect?
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Yes, definitely respect.
Yao Bianliang was speechless and even forgot to refuse He Yanning's help.
Brother, this development isn't right, is it?
Why are you suddenly showing me such respect for no reason!
Mu Taozhi also said from the side: "Do you have anything else to carry? I can help with some too."
His eyes held a hint of expectation, as if he really hoped to help her.
Ẅе̄b̌n о̀ vе́ l Ě n ũmа
Yao Bianliang: "...Nothing else."
Mu Taozhi made an "oh" sound, seeming somewhat disappointed.
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Yao Bianliang's thoughts became confused.
She had forced them to participate in the competition, making them get up early and leave late every day, and occasionally even mocked them. By any measure, they shouldn't have any goodwill toward her, right?
How is it that, in the end, these two young idols' attitudes toward her not only hadn't worsened but had actually improved?
Shouldn't normal people dislike her?
Е̄ ǹū m̊a
Thinking back to their previous attitudes, she could easily identify the problem.
They avoided her gaze, evaded her, and occasionally when interacting with her, would involuntarily become nervous.
If she had to describe it, these two were like students who had done something wrong, both respectful and guilty toward her as their teacher, hoping she would forgive them yet afraid she would reprimand them.
...Isn't this brain damaged?
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Yao Bianliang walked forward with the two.
She tried to identify where she might have exposed any flaws, but after lengthy reflection, she couldn't pinpoint any problems.
Ẁ ěb̃ n̊о v е̌.l̄ E.nù m̂ а
Perhaps it was just her imagination? Maybe these two male contestants were just displaying some gentlemanly conduct, and she was overthinking.
With this thought, Yao Bianliang's gaze involuntarily turned toward Mu Taozhi walking beside her.
Mu Taozhi met her gaze, was startled, and coughed dryly: "Why... are you looking at me?"
Yao Bianliang didn't speak, just examined Mu Taozhi up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
Mu Taozhi felt uncomfortable under her gaze, involuntarily beginning to question himself.
He... hadn't done anything wrong, had he?
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"I practiced very diligently today, fixed all those small problems, and didn't slack off, really!" Mu Taozhi looked at Yao Bianliang, trying to prove himself.
Yao Bianliang's mouth twitched, then she turned to look at He Yanning.
He Yanning also instinctively tensed up, his back straightening.
He swallowed and said softly: "I arrived twenty minutes earlier than Mu Taozhi today, and I practiced the whole time without slacking off."
Yao Bianliang: "......"
Fine, it seems this wasn't her imagination.
Е́ń ú m̄_a
These two definitely had issues!
The unease in her heart grew stronger; Yao Bianliang vaguely felt that something was gradually slipping out of her control.
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The three arrived at the gathering point in the main hall. By now, most contestants had already assembled.
Mu Taozhi very proactively stepped forward to open the door for Yao Bianliang. He Yanning carried her things behind her, looking like an attendant.
Yao Bianliang walked into the hall with their entourage.
The moment she stepped inside, all eyes in the room turned toward her.
Ӗ ǹů m̌а̌
"They're here, they're here, Group 6 has arrived."
"Is that girl in the middle Yao Bianliang?"
"Shh, keep it down, she's looking over."
The originally lively hall grew slightly quieter as several contestants whispered among themselves, all turning their gaze toward Yao Bianliang.
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Those eyes held resentment mixed with a touch of grievance.
So this was Yao Bianliang—
Еǹú m̆а̊ .іḋ
The troublemaker who had caused all of them to start working so hard!
