Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 260 The Last Seedling
Under the gazes of the crowd, the international trainee team led by Jack, all with dark circles under their eyes that could not be covered by foundation, appeared on stage with weak steps, limp limbs, and dull expressions...

Anyone who has worked hard for three days of rehearsal and then gone to the bathroom a dozen times the night before the performance will look like this.

"No...it's not a challenging question anymore..."

"It's not even as good as the rehearsal. It's a sure thing that we'll lose."

Not surprisingly, they gave a rather "weak" dance performance in front of the empty eyes of the audience, and were heavily criticized by several instructors.

The number of votes received on site naturally set a new low in the history of the international trainee team.

……

"Lost again?!"

"The score gap is bigger than the previous four teams?"

In the international trainees' waiting area, international trainees who had already finished their performances or were still waiting were all staring at the live broadcast of the stage on the wall monitor.

Seeing the huge gap in the voting score, everyone's face turned dark.

They could imagine how proud the expressions of the local trainees in the waiting area on the other side of the stage would be.

"Sorry, guys, we've embarrassed ourselves..."

"Damn it, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have even eaten dinner yesterday!"

After a while, Jack's team returned to the backstage, covered in dust.

"I can't help it. I have acute gastroenteritis. I am already a victory if I can finish the performance."

"That's right, don't blame yourself too much."

Many trainees who knew that they had been working until almost dawn last night offered words of comfort.

"Those of you who haven't gotten on yet, come on!"

Under the expectant gazes of many trainees, the next two teams also went on stage with serious expressions.

However, even the teams led by five-star international trainees Jack and Basong were defeated one after another for various reasons...

The overall strength of these two teams was still a little weaker, and they soon returned to the backstage in despair.

"We've lost two games in a row again..."

"If I remember correctly, it was six to zero?!"

The one-sided competition made the international trainees feel like they had been upgraded from "background boards" to "sandbags". They were pinned to the ground by the production team and beaten crazily by the local trainees...

Although I knew when I participated in the program that the term "international trainee" was associated with "running-along", and that the international trainees were only a temporary team, I could not help but feel uncomfortable and unwilling in this situation where everyone prospers and suffers together.

"No, at least we won a game, it's not that embarrassing..."

The trainees in the waiting area subconsciously focused their attention on the last team that was about to take the stage...

This is the team where Xia Fan, the most popular "Seven Star Trainee", belongs.

"But even for Xia Fan, who is ranked first, it feels very risky."

During the rehearsal, everyone witnessed Xia Fan's team's "high-pitched Waterloo", so naturally they didn't dare to hold out too much hope.

"Could it be that the international trainee team will be wiped out and have their heads shaved bald?"

Such terrible thoughts emerged in the minds of the international trainees.

"Seventh group of international trainees, check each other's makeup and hair styles, and go on stage in thirty seconds!"

Under the complex gazes of the crowd, Xia Fan, the "last seedling" of the international trainee team, walked into the stage passage in an orderly manner.

……

"...Please call my name!" Just as Xia Fan led the team to line up to enter, the trainees of An Ziyao's team, wearing black suits, were singing passionately on the stage...

"I can't live without you, let me hold you in my arms once more, I won't leave you alone again!"

The five trainees who served as lead singers, including Kishi Tsunayo, sang wave after wave of high-pitched voices, which echoed in the main studio.

"Honey, I just pray..."

After the climax, the whole song ends with a long tail note like An Ziyao's sigh.

The audience below the stage immediately gave warm applause.

"Wow, the singing is so wonderful..."

"I don't know how to evaluate it. Let's leave it to Mr. Oda."

In the mentor's seat, Goro Kimura had an expression of wanting more and deliberately turned the topic to Masaru Oda.

This move not only praised Oda Masaru's vocal authority, but also gave him priority in evaluation...

After all, in this team, besides Kishi Sho, there are several other trainees selected by S Company, to which Oda belongs.

"Ahem... I can't sing the high notes of this song if I have to sing it now."

"You didn't lower the key and completed the song with a degree of restoration comparable to the original. Although there was one more person to share the most difficult high-pitched part, the effect was completely beyond my expectations."

Oda Masaru first made a self-deprecating comment, then gave a very high evaluation with a serious face, which caused cheers from the audience again.

"Wow, the rap part is really strong, the rhymes are steady, the rhythm is just right, and every line of the lyrics is like King Kong, echoing in my ears and unforgettable for a long time."

The camera turned to Shota Hirai, who immediately rapped a sharp comment.

"The performance was very good technically, but the emotions weren't strong enough, and the singing and rapping were a bit out of sync with each other."

“Considering that we only had three days to rehearse, it was pretty good.”

Even the most picky Yayoi Tsuki approved of the performance just now.

"Thank you, mentors... Next, let's invite the international trainees who will be performing the same piece of music..."

“Will the fusion of cultures from different countries lead to different interpretations of this song? Let’s wait and see.”

During Goro Kimura's hosting speech, Kishi Shiyao and his team took their bows and left the stage.

When the lights went out, Xia Fan and his team, dressed in white suits, walked onto the stage from the other side and stood in the designated positions.

"If the effect is still the same as in the rehearsal, this pervert will lose..."

Staring at a familiar figure in the center of the dark stage, Yayoi Tsuki felt her heartbeat inexplicably quicken, and her fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.

"However, with his current popularity, even if he doesn't share the 5 million popularity votes, he won't be eliminated, but his ranking will probably fall out of the top nine..."

"How about I buy another sports car and drive two different colors?"

Thoughts were rising and falling in her mind, and the fox ears on her head were swaying from side to side. She was carefully analyzing all the possible situations that might happen after Xia Fan lost this performance.

At the beginning of the first performance, from song selection to performer selection, the rules set by the program team were all intentionally or unintentionally targeting Xia Fan, who was the most popular performer...

But in Yayoi Tsuki's opinion, this is a very normal situation.

The competition in the entertainment industry is far more intense behind the scenes than on stage, with no bottom line and no scruples. No one can spend money to organize a talent show and then watch another trainee take first place.

The lights came on, and the seven trainees on the stage appeared before the audience.

Surrounded by a group of foreign trainees, standing in the C position, Xia Fan, dressed in fluttering white, with eyes like stars and a face like a jade, instantly captured the attention of the entire audience.

(End of this chapter)