Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

Control room.

The footage from all 99 cameras in "Cosmic Star-Making Camp" is eventually compiled and provided to the control room. Countless rectangular screens are pieced together on one wall like jigsaw puzzle pieces, and the assistant director, sitting in a chair, yawns with teary eyes.

The assistant next to him seemed to have caught the yawn and started yawning as well.

Assistant Wang Tengteng wiped away his tears and said, "Brother Cai, why don't you go to sleep? I'll keep watch. At night, only the Class A and B cameras will be collecting footage. I can manage by myself."

Assistant director Cai Fu immediately opened his eyes: "Go away, Tengteng, are you trying to get me killed? Song Gou was making snide remarks about me not doing my job in the meeting... Wait, project the footage of Class G onto the main screen!"

Upon opening his eyes, it was astonishing—wasn't this the washed-up child star the production team had given up on?

With so many screens, it's impossible to display sound on them all, otherwise it would be too cluttered. Only the sound projected onto the main screen will be transmitted to the headphones worn by the two people. The assistant moved the image forward to the moment when Jiangxi Heng sat down to play the electronic keyboard—

"Brother Cai, can Jiangxi Heng play the piano?"

"It wasn't mentioned in the information?"

"Let's see... Holy crap!"

The moment the music started, the assistant yelled "Holy crap!" and received a glare from the assistant director. He wisely shut up and turned up the volume.

The two felt as if they had arrived at a secluded valley, or perhaps the Jiangnan region in the drizzling rain. Vibrant petals fluttered in the wind, and a cold sword pierced through the soft petals, leaving behind a lingering fragrance.

A minute goes by too fast; it's gone in the blink of an eye.

Cai Fu opened his eyes blankly: "What's the name of this song?"

Wang Tengteng had already opened the "Song Recognition" software, and the result showed that it was a completely new piece of music.

"...It's not online. This seems to be a new composition by Jiangxi Heng?"

Cai Fu gasped, then suddenly shouted, "Zoom in! Zoom in!"

Upon receiving the command, the smart camera very obediently took a close-up shot.

In the video, the man smiles slightly, seemingly quite pleased with his impromptu performance; even his peach blossom eyes are filled with laughter.

The high, straight bridge of his nose separated light and shadow, and for a moment Cai Fu's mind came to mind the imagery of "Nature's creation bestows its most exquisite beauty, dividing day and night with yin and yang." He murmured to himself, "Did the previous Jiangxi Heng have this... otherworldly appearance?"

Silence spread through the control room.

Cai Fu and Wang Tengteng did not follow the plan to pay attention to the all-night practice of Class A and B, but instead focused all their attention on Jiangxi Heng tonight.

The timeline of the scene was repeatedly pulled forward, and the two even watched the scene of their meeting on the stairs several times.

Wang Tengteng said sincerely, "Brother Cai, he's so handsome! This is the first time I've ever felt that kind of eye-catching handsomeness. How come I never noticed before?"

Cai Fu sighed, "Yes, how come we didn't notice before? We misjudged!"

Wang Tengteng was already reviewing all of Jiangxi Heng's previous footage. Fortunately, the production team hadn't given him much screen time, so he finished quickly. He frowned and said, "The previous Jiangxi Heng looked the same, but his demeanor and appearance were different from now. He seemed stiff and aloof, lacking any sense of camera presence... How can an actor lack camera presence?"

Cai Fu slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing, "He probably didn't intend to participate in the show properly before, did he? He became very popular as a child star, and he became arrogant. Later, he had to balance his studies and acting, and even skipped a grade. As a result, his acting talent has gradually disappeared over the years, and his resources have become worse and worse."

"His company had already gone bankrupt before he appeared on the show. Before the company went bankrupt, he had a role as the second male lead in a drama series, but someone else took it from him, so he came here after he stopped getting acting roles..."

A proud and arrogant young genius, now stagnant and mediocre, still unwilling to accept the status quo, after having his role stolen, he throws himself into despair and participates in a talent show, having previously been giving up...

"So, is he preparing to work hard now?" Wang Tengteng's eyes lit up at first, then dimmed again: "It's no use working hard now. He's ranked 44th this time, how can he possibly advance to the top 22 in the third round?"

Cai Fu also felt it was a bit of a pity.

If Jiangxi Heng had been prepared to work hard before appearing on the show, even if he couldn't debut, he might have survived until the fourth round with his child star status and good looks.

He tapped the table, asking meaningfully, "Are they still arguing over there?"

Wang Tengteng immediately understood: "Break up, of course we'll break up, everyone wants more people in their company."

"When the Kings of Hell fight, the little devils suffer. Song Gou really has no principles at all," Cai Fu sneered. "Isn't it just that he looks down on the contestants the production team has chosen, thinking they have no potential, not enough popularity or fame, and even if they debut, they'll just be on the sidelines? Popularity, fame... Since we're stuck in a stalemate, let's find a way to create another one! Even if we can't push them up, we can still stir up trouble."

Wang Tengteng didn't dare speak ill of the director, swallowed hard, and asked, "Brother Cai, are you talking about Jiangxi Heng?"

Cai Fu glared at him: "Otherwise what?"

……

4399 didn't understand why the host came to Class G late at night, but only played a piece of music for a minute, and spent the rest of the time practicing Tai Chi in front of the full-length mirror.

At one o'clock in the morning, Jiangxi Heng turned off the electronic keyboard. Before turning off the lights, he glanced at the camera emitting red rays and then closed the door.

"Why? Because I need to give the production team time to react."

A period of time during which his personality, abilities, and temperament underwent transformation.

In just one night, how could someone go from being a complete novice who couldn't sing or dance to someone who was proficient in playing an instrument? And how could they possess a brand-new A-level song? Was it all just a rebound after coming in last place? It's somewhat unbelievable and arouses suspicion.

Jiangxi Heng has been acting for most of his life and knows what kind of scripts audiences love to see most.

A mysterious, unpredictable, and novel script.

A song gifted by a friend from across the ocean, isn't that mysterious?

The contestant who was considered useless has mastered a musical instrument skill, isn't that a plot twist?

From last place to securing a spot in the finals, only to withdraw from the competition at the end, isn't that novel?

This time, Jiangxi Heng decided to write the script himself.

When he walked from Class G to Class B, he noticed that the door to Class B was not closed properly, leaving a gap about one centimeter wide.

He paused, about to leave, when he saw a slender figure suddenly flash by in the width of the room. Because of the angle, the person couldn't see the passerby outside the door. They were dancing a routine on their own, and when the music stopped, they collapsed to their knees as if they couldn't hold on any longer.

—It is not advisable to squat down and remain still immediately after strenuous exercise.

Jiangxi Heng frowned slightly, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The person inside finally spotted him through the mirror, turned around in shock, stared blankly upwards, beads of sweat rolling down his snow-white collar. He slurped, "..."

"...Jiang Xiheng?"