Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 220 Gu Yang and His 101 Girl Group Trainees

Hangzhou Xiaoshan·Guali Cultural and Sports Center
5:30 AM
The giant, silver-gray stadium gleamed in the morning light, its glass curtain walls reflecting the shimmering waves of the Qiantang River.

This modern building, originally designed for the Asian Games, has now been transformed into a giant star-making factory.

Outside the venue, dozens of buses bearing the "Produce Camp 101" logo were neatly lined up. Trainees dressed in various training uniforms got off the buses in twos and threes. Some nervously adjusted their clothes, while others looked around excitedly.

Stepping inside the venue, you are immediately struck by the extremely busy recording atmosphere.

The central stage was designed in the shape of a blooming diamond, with 101 spotlights hanging from the top, and LED screens surrounding the stage displaying the pink words "PICK ME" in real time.

Hidden light strips are concealed beneath the transparent glass flooring, creating countless light and shadow effects that change with the rhythm of the music.

The pink, pyramid-shaped seats are arranged in a fan shape, with each seat printed with the trainee's name and their company.

The top-of-the-line "Class A" seats are inlaid with crystals that sparkle under the lights.

The scene was incredibly lively!
Staff members rushed around pushing mobile clothes racks full of garments, while makeup artists chased after trainees, puffs in hand: "Don't run! Your eyeliner isn't finished yet!"

The props team was frantically adjusting the three-meter-tall grading letter sign when the letter "A" suddenly collapsed with a loud "bang," startling several little girls who screamed and jumped away.

101 girls from different companies were scattered throughout the venue like an overturned palette.

These trainees come from 40 companies and 2 individual trainees.

Yam, who was navigating the gravitational field, was wearing a baseball cap and leaning against the wall, stretching his legs. He exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

She would occasionally look up and scan the other trainees, her eyes sharp as if she were assessing her opponents.

Fu Qing from Xiangjiao Entertainment was secretly slipping chocolates into the hands of her teammate, whose makeup was ruined by crying: "Don't be afraid, just follow me in a bit."

Her own fingers were trembling slightly, betraying her inner nervousness.

Her boss is Wang Sicong, but he doesn't value her much, so she doesn't have much confidence.

Individual trainee Chen Yihan huddled in a corner, clutching her guitar, her fingertips white from exerting too much force.

She kept humming the tune she had prepared, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

The trainees of Juexing Dongfang gathered in a circle, adjusting each other's clothes and hairstyles. One girl was so nervous that she didn't even notice that she had pinned her "Juexing Dongfang" badge upside down.

In the southwest corner of the venue, the seven trainees from Lehua Entertainment exuded their own unique aura.

Meng Meiqi leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and sang a high note from "Support" that made the trainees from the neighboring company turn around.

Today she wore a loose pink training outfit, the zipper half open, revealing a black lace top underneath, and the silver necklace on her collarbone swayed slightly with her breathing.

Wu Xuanyi sat next to her, her fingers deftly twirling her rhinestone-encrusted earrings, a faint smile playing on her lips.

She wore her hair in a high ponytail today, with slightly curled ends, giving her a relaxed and confident look.

Mena, a Spanish-Chinese, was flipping through a notebook filled with notes, muttering to herself, "Gu Yang is said to be very strict, I prepared ten questions..."

Yang Ruihan and Jiang Jing'er were stretching each other to warm up, exchanging a few words every now and then, their expressions serious.

Pan Junya and Zhang Xi stood aside, quietly discussing the performance order for the upcoming show.

"Are you nervous?" Wu Xuanyi asked Meng Meiqi softly in Korean.

Meng Meiqi opened her eyes, a confident smile curving her lips: "They're the ones who should be nervous."

Her gaze swept over the many trainees in the venue, clearly carrying a sense of superiority and inexplicable confidence.

The two smiled at each other, and the expensive bracelets on their wrists clinked together as they high-fived.

That was a gift that Gu Yang suddenly sent to them through someone a few days ago.

On the other side of the venue, the trainees from Galaxy Media seemed out of place.

Zhang Yifan was wearing a pure white training uniform with the silver logo of Xinghe Media embroidered on his chest, and he looked clean and neat.

She was practicing dance moves repeatedly in front of the mirror, her expression serious.

Yang Chaoyue huddled in a corner, clutching a bottle of mineral water in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She wore a light blue training outfit today, her hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and the stray hairs on her forehead were slightly damp with sweat from nervousness.

"Fanfan..." Yang Chaoyue's voice trembled, "I...I think I forgot the moves..."

Zhang Yifan stopped practicing and turned to look at her: "Didn't you practice until dawn yesterday?"

"I did practice..." Yang Chaoyue said with a mournful face, "but I forgot everything when I got nervous!"

Zhang Yifan sighed, walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't think too much about it, just treat it as regular practice."

"But President Gu is here too!" Yang Chaoyue cried out in frustration. "What if I make a mistake and he eliminates me right away?"

Zhang Yifan: "..."

She wanted to say yes, but looking at Yang Chaoyue's face filled with despair, she swallowed her words.

She was also quite puzzled. Given Yang Chaoyue's level, she would definitely have been eliminated long ago, so why did President Gu still want her to participate in "Produce Camp 101"?
It's just very strange...

……

A black van slowly drove into the back gate of the venue. As soon as the door opened, Sun Li, the chief director of "Produce 101" who had been waiting for a long time, immediately went to greet it with a big smile on her face.

"President Gu! We've been waiting for you!" Sun Li warmly extended her hand. "You must be tired from your journey!"

Gu Yang got out of the car and nodded slightly: "I'm sorry, Director Sun, my schedule caused me to miss two days of recording."

Sun Li waved her hands repeatedly: "Not at all! Your presence is the biggest surprise for the show!"

She lowered her voice, her smile meaningful, "You don't know, ever since it was officially announced that you would be the dance mentor, the show's popularity has doubled, and we've signed three more sponsors! What's a couple of days later? It's worth it!"

Gu Yang smiled, said nothing more, and followed Sun Li backstage.

Pushing open the door, I saw several mentors sitting together chatting.

Upon seeing Gu Yang enter, everyone stood up.

Zhang Jie was the first to come over, shaking hands with a smile: "Director Gu, it's finally time to meet! Nana has been talking about you at home every day, saying you're the most handsome male guest in all the seasons of Happy Camp!" Gu Yang was speechless. Was Xie Na really that brainless? How could she say something like that? If word got out, wouldn't that just cause him trouble?

Of course, he still politely shook hands with Zhang Jie, saying, "You flatter me, Sister Na was just joking!"

Ella Chen Jia-hua patted him on the shoulder cheerfully: "Wow! You're even more handsome in person than on TV! Be gentle with us trainees later!"

Hu Yanbin pushed up his glasses and said half-jokingly, "President Gu, I've heard you're very good at music production. Perhaps we could collaborate sometime!"

Wang Yibo stood to the side and nodded coolly: "Hello, Director Gu."

After a brief exchange with the mentors, Gu Yang was taken to his private dressing room.

Not long after they sat down, Huang Zitao burst in, a shiny metal necklace around his neck: "Old Gu, hahaha, I've finally met you in person!"

"Lu Han praises you to me every day. Let's have a drink together after tonight!"

"By the way, why are your lips swollen?"

He casually sat down on the dressing table, saying, "I heard you were coming, so I specially asked the stylist to spend an extra half hour doing my hair!"

Gu Yang looked at him in the mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What's up? Brother Huang, are you trying to outdo me in looks?"

"Are your lips swollen? Maybe the food you just ate was too spicy. Makeup artist, could you find something to put on an ice pack for me?"

"Absolutely!" Huang Zitao tossed his hair, then suddenly lowered his voice, "Old Gu, if you have your eye on any of these trainees, let me know in advance! We're brothers, we can talk things over!"

? ? ? ? ?

The makeup artist's hand trembled, and the eyeliner almost went astray.

Gu Yang was speechless!

He really wanted to complain: if Xu Yiyang participated in this year's competition, and he said he had his eye on someone, would Huang Zitao give him the spot?
At this moment, Director Sun Li rushed in: "President Gu, I have a favor to ask... Could you please host the opening segment? The original host has had something come up..."

? ? ? ? ?

Was the scheduled host unavailable?

Gu Yang looked at Huang Zitao, the former host who was sitting next to him and winking at him, and fell into deep thought.

Does this production team have absolutely no shame?
Huang Zitao even whistled: "Wow, he's also an MC, Lao Gu is amazing!"

Gu Yang sighed helplessly, because it had already delayed things by two days because of him: "Give me the process script."

……

Inside the venue, all 101 trainees were already in place.

The on-site director's voice came over the loudspeaker:
"Attention everyone! The recording of the program is about to begin. Please take your positions!"

Instantly, the entire venue fell silent.

All 101 trainees looked up in unison, their eyes focused on the center of the stage.

“5、4、3、2、1——Action！”

The lights in the entire venue suddenly dimmed, and then a blinding spotlight cleaved through the darkness like a sharp sword, shining directly into the center of the stage.

Gu Yang appeared on the lifting platform, his black suit outlining his tall and slender figure. He had one hand in his pocket and the other holding a microphone, his gaze piercing.

"Hello, fellow trainees."

His deep, powerful voice resonated throughout the venue through the top-of-the-line speakers: "This is 'Produce Camp 101,' and I am your host, Gu Yang."

The audience erupted in deafening screams.

In the area of ​​Lehua Entertainment, Meng Meiqi and Wu Xuanyi exchanged a smile, their eyes gleaming with determination.

Meanwhile, in a corner of Xinghe Media, Yang Chaoyue gripped Zhang Yifan's hand tightly: "It's over, it's over... President Gu is so scary..."

Zhang Yifan: "???"

What's so scary about him? Isn't he handsome?

"First, let's welcome..." Gu Yang stepped to the side, and dry ice smoke billowed from both sides of the stage, "Vocal instructor, Zhang Jie!"

Zhang Jie emerged from the smoke, and an impromptu high note ignited the entire audience.

"Dance instructor, Ella!"

Ella made a sliding knee entrance, eliciting screams from the trainees.

"Creative Mentor, Hu Yanbin!"

"Dance instructor, Wang Yibo!"

"Finally..." Gu Yang paused deliberately, and the background music suddenly switched to explosive hip-hop, "Representative of the National Producers, Huang Zitao!"

Huang Zitao landed with a backflip, his necklace swishing loudly as he shouted, "YO! Ready for the test?"

Gu Yang walked to the edge of the stage, and the spotlight gilded his silhouette.

"Tonight, you will face your first test—the initial assessment."

He snapped his fingers, and the pyramid-shaped chairs suddenly lit up with a blinding red light. "Now, please welcome the first company, Lehua Entertainment, to prepare for the performance."

Meng Meiqi suddenly stood up, the hem of her black training uniform drawing a sharp arc.

Wu Xuanyi whispered in her ear, "Let them see what a professional girl group is like."

Meanwhile, in the backstage corridor, Yang Chaoyue peeked through the wall, her legs so weak she almost knelt down: "Fanfan... I... I want to go home..."

"I wasn't this nervous even when filming Peach Blossom Village!"

Zhang Yifan silently took out a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into her mouth: "Shut up, eat your candy!"

(It's almost the end of the month, everyone, could you guys give me some monthly tickets?)
(End of this chapter)