Esports world champion, debuted as the center of a talent show

What happened to Jiang Jiang's waist?

[Does your back hurt? Did you twist it? Waaah, no! Get better soon!]

[Have you been training too hard these past few days? Ahhh, Hong Liujing is exploiting my child, I'll kill you!]

[I was both heartbroken and teary-eyed with delight, and utterly charmed and moved to tears at the same time.]

[Lin Sen is good, Jiang Jiang is good, Master is good, the sponge mat is good, the production team is bad!]

To be fair, Lin Sen's technique was quite professional; it was clear he had practiced a lot.

Kui Shuang pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing the scene before her, her eyes flashed.

He held the door open for a few seconds, then hesitated before asking Jiang Zhiyu and Lin Sen, who were looking at him with suspicion, "What are you doing?"

Lin Sen looked down at the back of Jiang Zhiyu's head, hesitated for a moment, and did not immediately respond.

Jiang Zhiyu said casually, "My back is a little sore, I'll have Lin Sen massage it for me."

"Oh." Wei Shuang pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and walked silently to the side without saying anything more.

He suddenly remembered a sentence he had overheard a long time ago, a casual remark from an elder who had worked closely with the RXG team: "River is a true genius, but it's a pity he has so many injuries at such a young age..."

So when the others arrived at the training room one after another, they saw Jiang Zhiyu and Lin Sen sitting to one side with their sponge mats put away and their expressions normal, and Wei Shuang standing alone to the side like a gloomy and depressed mushroom.

An Junying looked around curiously, then quietly leaned closer to Yao Wei and whispered, "Don't you think the atmosphere is a bit strange?"

Yao Wei also turned to look at An Junying with a puzzled expression: "Really? I don't think so!"

Entertainment industrial park, convenience store.

As evening approached, the number of customers dwindled, and the shop was quiet and peaceful.

The cashier, having worked a long day, sat listlessly in a chair behind the counter, looking completely dejected and lacking even the energy to use his phone.

Just as he was dozing off, the glass door of the convenience store was pushed open from the outside, and the wind chimes rang softly, breaking the silence inside.

The customer who came in was a regular from the industrial park. He often came to the store to buy things and had long been familiar with the cashier.

A regular customer walked briskly to the shelves, picked out a few bottles of drinks and some snacks, and leisurely walked to the checkout counter to put them down, casually joking, "Stop slacking off, wake up, pay up."

The cashier slowly stood up to pay for him, her face still bearing the faint deathly look of someone who had worked a long day. She scanned the barcode with a blank stare, her movements mechanical.

While waiting to pay, regular customers, bored, casually wandered around the convenience store, their eyes scanning the shelves and freezers before finally settling on the new, high-end wine cabinet in the corner.

The moment his gaze froze, he suddenly stopped and gasped.

"Hiss—I suddenly remembered something!" The regular customer turned to look at the cashier, his eyes burning.

"Huh?" The cashier didn't even lift her eyelids, giving a perfunctory reply, her face clearly saying, "I wouldn't be interested even if the King of Heaven himself came."

The regular customer completely ignored his coldness, excitedly launching into a rapid-fire monologue: "Didn't you complain to me a few months ago about how a passerby smashed your expensive wine bottle in the store, refused to pay, and ended up having a complete stranger pay for it out of pocket?"

The cashier looked up in confusion, clearly remembering the incident: "Yeah, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

The regular customer, with a mysterious look on his face as if he had discovered a shocking secret, leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Haven't you been watching the recently popular 'Shining Project'?"

"I occasionally come across clips on video websites, but I've never clicked to watch them," the cashier said, shaking her head.

"Then let me tell you something shocking!" The regular customer's eyes widened, his tone full of disbelief. "There's been a scandal online these past few days. There's a trainee from 'Shining Project' who broke someone's valuables and refused to pay for them. In the end, a passerby had to pay for it. I just realized, could that trainee who refused to pay be the same one who came to your store?"

Upon hearing this, the cashier's dejected expression vanished, replaced by a gossipy gleam in her eyes: "What? What's your name?"

"His name is Chen Yue." The regular customer said, taking out his phone and tapping on the screen. Before long, under the cashier's expectant gaze, he flipped his phone over, revealing Chen Yue's trainee photo on the screen.

"Holy crap!"

Upon seeing that familiar face on the screen, the cashier couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her eyes filled with disbelief.

He recognized the face all too well. This was clearly the boy who had been pushed and smashed in the store by his brother not long ago, and who had refused to pay for it.

Who would have thought that the boy who cried and said he had no money would, in just a few months, transform into a popular idol from a talent show?

The stark contrast shocked his perception. At the same time, he suddenly remembered that the boy named Chen Yue had said he would participate in a program and hoped that the compensation could be paid after the program ended.

The cashier initially thought it was just an excuse, but it turned out to be true.

He couldn't help but take the phone from his regular customer and examine it closely, then nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! That's him! He knocked over our wine cabinet, shattering wine all over the floor, and refused to pay for it. I thought I was going to be in trouble with the boss, but luckily a kind person paid for it for him, and in the end, nothing serious happened!"

A regular customer, curious, pressed on, "But who exactly was that passerby? Forty thousand isn't a small amount, so why would you just casually pay for a stranger?"

The cashier shook her head and said, "I don't know him either. He was someone who was briefly active in the industrial park during that period. I haven't seen him in the past few months."

Upon hearing this, a regular customer clicked his tongue in regret: "That's such a pity. I was thinking that if it were someone from the industrial park, I might know them too. It seems we're not meant to be."

The two chatted casually for a bit longer. The regular customer paid and left the convenience store happily, filled with the joy of watching the drama unfold.

The shop returned to quiet.

But by this time, the cashier's curiosity had been completely piqued, and his desire to explore was itching to get out.

Since there were no customers in the store and he was just idling around, he simply took out his phone, opened a social media platform, and searched for the keyword #ChenYueShiningPlan#.

The entry refreshed instantly with a massive amount of content, most of which consisted of netizens' complaints and controversies.

As the cashier scrolled through the comments, she couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement, muttering to herself, "You really can't judge a book by its cover. He looked so ordinary back then, and now he's a somewhat famous idol."

As he spoke, he casually clicked on the related entries below Chen Yue's name, one of which was #ShiningProject#.

The pinned entry is promotional information about the fan meeting, accompanied by individual promotional posters of the nine members.