Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?! Chapter 190 - Script

Chapter 190 - Script

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

The hall for the charity party beside the film and television city was filled with lights.

The door creaked open.

Wu Jin bowed to the industry leaders in the room, said goodbye, and happily went downstairs with his guitar.

Inside, several producers expressed their satisfaction.

How could they not be satisfied!

That was a prince from Floating City Entertainment––

Floating City Entertainment had only been established for half a year, but Wu Jin was the only one who had had so many resources piled up on his head.

In entertainment companies, the person who was given the most resources and support was collectively referred to as a ‘prince’. There were two ways to give support: one was to market them like crazy, and the other was to simply give them resources and contacts. The former type would become popular quickly, while the latter, like Wu Jin, would have a solid foundation and could start low and make their way up.

Through his connection with the president of Floating City Entertainment, anything Wu Jin wanted to do in the industry would be effortless.

Moreover, the speed at which Floating City Entertainment had penetrated into the cultural and entertainment circles had shocked everyone in the circle.

In the main seating area, two major producers smoked as they talked.

“His voice is good, but he hasn’t received much professional training. He has an aura and can hold the audience’s attention, so that’s not a problem. Even if he isn’t given resources, he can rely on himself to gain a small amount of popularity.”

“He won’t just be a little popular. He looks so well-behaved, and if he went for the high traffic route, it would do well!”

The previous music producer realized this too, “That’s true. As long as he changes those lyrics of his…”

The dinner officially began.

The leading figures from the industry who had entered partners.h.i.+ps with Floating City Entertainment slowly made their way downstairs, searching up this new ‘prince’ on their terminals.

They couldn’t find a single relevant artist, but there was someone else with the same name. “The information for this Wu Jin shows that he’s a survival show trainee… wait a minute, what?!”

In the poster, the person holding the photon gun, his face covered in camouflage paint, wearing sniper gloves and goggles, was precisely the same Wu Jin they’d just met.

“……” The producer’s expression was a little surprised. “These days, if they’re not good at acting, they can sing; if they’re not singing, then they’re acting––how could they also be shooting!!” He then rubbed his chin and speculated, “Interesting. This route is quite rare. I’m willing to take on Wu Jin’s first project.”

The dinner was brilliant, splendid, and full of alcohol.

Time pa.s.sed by in a flash.

By the time Wen Lin picked Wu Jin out from the crowd, preparing to take him back to White Moonlight––Wu Jin had already integrated perfectly into Zhuang Fan’s boy group. The atmosphere was harmonious and united.

Wen Lin almost couldn’t find his own Little Witch in the group.

Before leaving, Wu Jin and the Zhuang Fan, who was half drunk, were reluctant to part with each other. As soon as they got into the suspension car, Wu Jin pulled out his terminal.

Zhuang Fan’s boy group was pus.h.i.+ng a certain investor’s make-up brand this week. Zhuang Fan was responsible for pus.h.i.+ng a popular ‘G.o.dly inner eyeliner’, and as a former teammate in a variety show, Wu Jin was obliged to go on a shopping spree and help out this fellow brother.

After placing an order, he looked at Wen Lin with big eyes.

Wen Lin: “Hm?”

Wu Jin opened the window, and continued to look at Wen Lin.

Wen Lin: “Hmmm?”

Wu Jin: “Brother Wen Lin, can I sing in the car?”

Wen Lin smiled and opened the window on his side of the car, “Sing. Your Brother Wen Lin will listen to you.”

The suspension car flew over the city that was filled with bright lights. It was drizzling at night, and countless high-rise buildings were shadowed with moist lights and shadows.

Wu Jin was very happy and sang endlessly in the drizzle.

The terminal lit up slightly. The big boss had sent him a message.

The suspension car was gliding at a low alt.i.tude, and when the message bar lit up, his heartbeat thumped, just like making a trip home.

It was late at night by the time the two of them returned to the White Moonlight dorms.

Wu Jin took a quick shower, stroked the rabbit, and fell asleep nestled in a warm quilt.

When he woke up, the company was busy and bustling again.

White Moonlight’s professional battle team had returned from competing in the Stardust Cup and was currently resting. The next time they went out for battle, they would be bringing Caesar, who’d been registered as a reserve a.s.sault player, with them. Zoe and Wen Lin had signed up for special training at a special survival training camp inside the Empire and were preparing to set out today.

As for Wu Jin.

Floating City’s training camp had once again sent a special training invitation to White Moonlight.

Wu Jin had been to Azure Cosmos more than once, and his training results were obvious to everyone. From gaining the company’s approval to arranging a car there, the process was both smooth and familiar.

This time, Wu Jin didn’t bring the rabbit with him.

The seventh elimination match had an elimination rate of 60%. He didn’t have time to be distracted and take care of Brother Rabbit during the special training. The Pterosaur and the black cat were both able to take care of themselves; the former could open and close windows, while the latter could open and close doors. However, the pet rabbit required special care and attention.

After Secretary Qu learned about this, she made it a point to upgrade the White Moonlight logistics robot and add a ‘3019 flags.h.i.+p luxury rabbit raising plug-in’. Wu Jin was very moved by this and gave her ten boxes of ‘G.o.dly inner eyeliner’.

There were still 2 boxes left out of the 12 boxes of ‘popular G.o.dly eyeliner’ that he’d purchased to support Zhuang Fan. Wu Jin gave them to Caesar so that he could give them to his girlfriend.

In the afternoon, Wu Jin finished packing up and set off for Floating City.

After playing games all night, Caesar walked out of the bedroom lazily and saw Wu Jin’s gift and accompanying note.

“Thanks, Little Witch.” Caesar said thanks to the poster of Wu Jin on the wall and thought about how he should give Wu Jin something in return.

It just so happened that the logistics robot came out of Wu Jin’s bedroom at that time, holding the small fuzzy rabbit ball as it prepared to take it to the greenhouse to bask in the sun.

Caesar slapped his thigh with inspiration and placed an order on the Star Net.

Another furry little white rabbit was sent over to the White Moonlight dorms.

Caesar tossed the little rabbit into Wu Jin’s bedroom.

Caesar opened up his terminal and sent a message to Wu Jin, “Hey, Little Witch, big bro sent your pet rabbit a girlfriend! They can play together!”

Message sending failed.

Caesar sent it again.

It failed again.

Caesar was furious and rushed to find Zoe, “Why can’t I send out messages again!? I didn’t tell Little Witch to order delivery for me…”

Blue Planet Star Harbor.

The star s.h.i.+p that carried Wu Jin and Wei s.h.i.+ to Floating City set out, and they arrived at Floating City’s military base after traveling through the dusk-colored fog.

The month-long pre-match training officially began.

The seventh elimination match’s theme was a talent show. It was basically confirmed that it would be a closed map with the venue, training rooms, and a stage. Wu Jin could easily imagine the outline for the entire talent show venue.

Once this kind of map was made into a set for survival and slaughter, it became far more complex than a fight in the wild. Just from the stage alone, the mechanisms, curtains, and intricate seating area formed an unpredictable ‘labyrinth’. And in this kind of narrow and complex indoor environment––

Floating City, main study.

Wu Jin had taken over half of the white board with his training plans, and the round handwriting was all focused around one core.

Street fighting.

“Bang!”

The sound of gunfire burst out by Wu Jin’s ear.

The youth dodged quickly, his hands moving quickly over the gun magazine in the extremely narrow s.p.a.ce. He gritted his teeth as he changed the ammo, lowered his center of gravity, aimed, and fired––

The enemy at the base of the wall toppled to the ground!

Wu Jin looked down.

Sweat slid down his jawline as he untied the rope around his waist. He threw the grappling hook upward and lodged it firmly on the other side of the wall.

Wu Jin tugged hard on the rope, and after confirming that it was stable, he put away the gun and climbed up the rope––

The training watch beeped twice.

Wu Jin glanced at the watch, climbed to the top of the wall, and suddenly drew the gun at his waist.

While under fire, Wu Jin jumped down from the rope and slid inside, performing a fierce, fixed point penetration! The gunfire was noisy, and the system judged that Wu Jin had sustained three minor injuries. His training clothes were stained with ‘blood’, but he was still 20 meters away from the target.

The youth squinted slightly.

The empty bullet magazine was tossed out, and Wu Jin pulled out the AA12 shotgun that still had one bullet remaining.

The last enemy was destroyed!

Wu Jin pulled up the flag.

“ cleared. Time: 12 minutes, 36 seconds. Rating: B.”

The prompt rang out. Wu Jin removed his combat uniform, bent over to support himself on his knees and leaned against the corner of the wall. He tried to lower his center of gravity to improve his blood flow.

The report slowly came out of the printing machine’s outlet.

Wu Jin looked at the report.

Sure enough, the part where he’d lost points was the part when his wrist watch had rung out. He’d taken 6 extra seconds when he was climbing up the rope.

Climbing up the rope was more difficult than climbing a rock wall. Wu Jin gasped and thought about how that other Wu Jín had been able to climb up the rope effortlessly in an idol drama––

… Only to realize that the other party had been hanging off a cable.

Wu Jin: “……” He was so silly!

After such intense exercise, Wu Jin’s brain short circuited for a moment. Wu Jin adjusted his training to focus on climbing, and poured a tube of recovery agent down his throat. Taking advantage of the time it took for the liquid to kick in, he continued preparing for the instance.

––He worked on the ‘theme’ part of the compet.i.tion, the talent show.

There was a click, and the virtual screen was projected up into the air.

The third episode of a popular singer talent show was being aired.

Wu Jin opened up the scrolling comments and took out his Crosson notebook to take notes.

The two singers on the stage were having a PK session. The judge gave their evaluations, “I’m sorry. You’re strong, but your opponent is stronger. You’ve failed our a.s.sessment.”

The scrolling comments: Drawing the black curtains! Drawing the black curtains! Spicy chicken program ahhhh!

Wu Jin seriously consulted his materials and wrote down in his notebook, “Drawing black curtains refers to a talent show group that manipulates results of the compet.i.tion by controlling who they match up against in PK…”

The eliminated player wasn’t satisfied with this result. The judges were cold as they criticized him for disrespecting the compet.i.tion system, and they moved on to criticize him for rarely interacting with other players in the show and having no concept of working in a group.

The scrolling comments howled, “That’s isolating him! They should group together to keep warm!!!!”

Wu Jin consulted his materials again and continued to write, “Grouping together to keep warm refers to players who are falling behind in the program grouping together to encourage and praise each other…”

The program continued to play.

Wu Jin: “Swiping tickets means audience votes… this one is simple, not jotting it down!”

Wu Jin: “A talent show screenwriter refers to the person who sets the script and business direction for each player in the talent show, and sets specific lines for the contestants in order to create conflict and plot in the talent show…”

His terminal beeped quietly.

Zoe was on the other side of the screen.

After seeing that Wu Jin was concentrating on training and not fooling around with his newly married spouse, Zoe sighed with relief and nodded to express his approval.

The three people from White Moonlight shared the information they had prepared for the compet.i.tion over the terminal.

Wu Jin soon received notes from Wen Lin and Zoe.

As for Caesar, the three of them would finish going through their notes, and Zoe would then put them together for Caesar, who was no good at thinking.

On the other side of the terminal, Zoe glanced through Wu Jin’s notes, then said anxiously, “This is a street brawl. In addition to shooting at close quarters, you also need to look into fighting around obstacles and taking hostages…”

Wu Jin quickly nodded his head.

Zoe looked at the information in his hand again.

“There is very little information about this round.”

“However, a script was mentioned in the introduction.”

Zoe typed out the words ‘talent show screenwriter’. After being a.s.saulted by entertainment circle terms over the past few days, they were very familiar with them. “Little Witch, have you thought about what to do if you get a bad script?”

Wu Jin paused for a moment, “The probability of that happening isn’t very high. In theory, everyone in the talent shows have their own story lines…”

Zoe shook his head, “There are also a few who are used as stepping stones in every show.”

“Little Witch, based on your luck, you’d better make some preparations in advance.”

Wu Jin sighed and was immediately alerted to the possibility.

Zoe nagged on for a while longer, then finally decided to let Wu Jin go have lunch.

“Contestant Wei isn’t training with you?”

Wu Jin was very well behaved, “Nope!”

Zoe was once again relieved, “That’s good. Have fun and enjoy yourself. By the way, although you’ve gotten married, you’re still out there on your own. You should pay attention to your safety.”

Wu Jin nodded repeatedly.

Zoe hung up.

The bell for lunch rang out across the training camp.

Wu Jin stood up and rushed out the door in hunger––

Wei s.h.i.+ opened the door.

He took out a test paper and reached out.

“Ouch!” Wu Jin b.u.mped right into the test paper.

Juurensha: …when Little Witch gets back, the bunnies may have multiplied….

xiin: oh, Caesar…