Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?! Chapter Ch228.1 - Extra - Jingyi 2

Chapter Ch228.1 - Extra – Jingyi 2

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

His childhood friend’s words were like a bolt of lightning, waking him up from his dream.

There was still a light drizzle outside. Looking down from Ming Yao’s dormitory, he could see the place where the captain and the young girl had separated.

Ming Yao flipped over. He didn’t look at the window and faced the wall.

His stomach was still burning from the spiciness. Two of his roommates murmured amongst themselves, “What’s wrong with Little Ming? He even filled himself up with a bowl of hot pot spicy soup after dinner.”

Ming Yao wrapped himself up tightly in the quilt.

He’d been inspired by his childhood friend. Wasn’t his captain his inspirational idol, his life mentor!

With this thought, his chest was filled with lofty sentiments. Pride and joy, sadness and dejection. However, his fellow trainees’ brains were filled with nothing but firing guns every day, and not a single one of them could understand Little Ming’s happiness and sorrow.

This complex emotion needed to be shared.

So––

Ming Yao joined trainee Zuo Botang’s fan group.

Hundreds of girls and dozens of youths gathered together in the group to chat, photoshop images, cut videos, and blow rainbow farts every day. In just a few short days, they’d already become Ming Yao’s source of spiritual comfort! Chasing stars was like a grand and lofty secret love. You continue to be brilliant on the road ahead, while I escort you from within a vast crowd.

… This really too d.a.m.ned interesting!

Soon, Ming Yao had completely devoted himself to this new hobby.

Although the captain’s girlfriend could hug and hold the captain, his own love for the captain was deep, hierarchical, and far more far-reaching and long-term.

During the period of training that followed, Ming Yao was deeply involved in the fan circle and couldn’t extricate himself.

Zuo Botang took the highlight of the game.

Ming Yao: Big brother, charge all the way to the stars ahhhh!

Zuo Botang was temporarily called away by the leader, and had no time to pack away his gun.

Ming Yao held the captain’s gun close, wiped it clean and put it away: Big brother only needs me ahhhh!

Zuo Botang was praised by the team manager.

Ming Yao: Big brother is walking the flower road ahhhh!!

Team manager: “In the future, everyone should learn more from Little Zuo. Don’t you think so, Little Ming!”

Ming Yao: “YR.”

Zuo Botang, the manager, and the group of trainees, “……”

Ming Yao suddenly realized what he’d said, “You’re right!”

Ming Yao’s method of mixing in with the fan circles was different from others. Ming Yao didn’t like to argue for his idol, he couldn’t win anyway. However, he liked to watch his captain’s videos over and over again, sneaking off to learn from them.

With this brat’s strength, there was a 90% chance that he’d really be able to learn it, and then he would bring his gun over and show off in front of the other trainees.

Because of this, Ming Yao made rapid progress.

While practicing double-c cooperation with Zuo Botang, Ming Yao unknowingly became overly involved in s.h.i.+pping his captain. His terminal was filled with a mess of pictures of his captain. Sometimes when he saw an amazing edit, he would download it once, then forget about it and end up downloading it seven or eight times. Towards the end, his terminal was so filled up with Zuo Botang that he was everywhere in his terminal.

His childhood friend: Speaking of which, I tried to help you find a girlfriend last time. ‘Little rich second generation, white and lovely, with a good character, wants to find a girlfriend to dote on’. Yet as a result, it was deleted by the moderators.

His friend: It said that my advertis.e.m.e.nt was too much like a rich woman doting on a son… Can you show some sort of reaction, hey!

On the other side of the video call, Ming Yao stared at his terminal and laughed.

Your little darling Zuo Botang is online.

Your little darling Zuo Botang is offline.

Your little darling Zuo Botang…

His childhood friend was shocked: Ah, d.a.m.n, is this enough to spiritually satisfy you already?

Ming Yao was disdainful. As a mortal who only understood normal love, what do you understand!

Soon, however, Ming Yao’s star chasing underwent a great change.

Following Jingyi’s double-c’s frequent cooperation, a small offshoot was created from the group of Zuo Botang-centric fans.

Jingyi CP fans.

When the first photo with Ming Yao was taken, it was like he’d been struck by lightning. How could he show up in the picture? Wouldn’t this affect their enjoyment of the captain!

Ming Yao’s ears and fingertips turned red, and he quickly notified the moderators to delete the picture. As a rich second generation, Ming Yao was the one who’d smashed the most money in the fan forums and was known as Captain Zuo’s most powerful fan.

The moderator was shocked. This gold master couldn’t turn out to actually be a poison fan who only supported Zuo Botang on his own, right? If he poisoned the fan support station, it would all be over!

That night, the moderator quickly called on countless major CP authors for salvation, asking them to come forth to brainwash Ming Yao. Soulmates, childhood friends, friends to lovers, all sorts of tags were thrown into the pile.

Zuo Botang just happened to be knocking at the door.

There was a bang. Ming Yao’s trembling fingers stabbed through the virtual projection screen and smacked into the bed column. Zuo Botang came in and frowned when he saw the scene.

“Snipers need to protect their hands.”

There was shooting training ten minutes later.

Jingyi’s double-c’s gun skills had been honed over years of time. The disposable earplugs were placed beside the shooting position. Zuo Botang pulled out a pair, distinguished between the left and right ears, and handed them to Ming Yao. The two people’s sniper gloves were also folded neatly on the table.

Ming Yao’s were bright orange.

Zuo Botang’s were black.

Ming Yao had hurt his hand. Zuo Botang gestured for him to stretch out his hand. Jingyi was a large team that was on a downturn, so they placed many demands on their players. Zuo Botang’s gun calluses had been trimmed. When he bowed his head, it caused his black training suit to open up slightly, revealing a ta.s.sel that swayed beneath the jade pendant. In Ming Yao’s heart, this was the image that represented Jingyi.

Zuo Botang: “Alright.”

Two sniper guns were set up.

The bullets burst out of the gun at the same time.

The bullets spun as they traveled through the air, and Ming Yao’s heartbeat raced along the trajectory. He glanced to the side; the captain himself was more brilliant than the hundreds of images he’d saved in his terminal.

Ming Yao: My idol is looking at me!

Jingyi placed a high level of importance on honor. Ever since Zuo Botang had begun to wear black uniforms, it meant that he had officially taken on the responsibility for Jingyi in the future. Zuo Botang was always in the spotlight, setting examples for his fellow brothers with every word and deed. A significant amount of the pride that could be seen from him back then had been put aside, and he would always think before he spoke.

It was only at this time that he would have no scruples.

Only in front of him, Little Ming.

Zuo Botang’s eyebrows relaxed. He praised Ming Yao, “Very good.”

The captain casually tossed his gun over to him, “Try this one.”

Ming Yao caught the gun that still carried traces of warmth, “……”

Ming Yao: “……” He wasn’t going to be a poison fan anymore. He could support Jingyi Double-C, he really could!

Then, during the few months until the Crosson Show.

Ming Yao was practically experiencing extreme schizophrenia.

There was harsh training in the day time and the frenzied howling with fans on the forum at night: Jingyi Double-C ahhhh, this tacit understanding, this max value soul match, seemingly gently on the surface, but wild and rough below!

Sleep: Nothing.

The next day, during the day: Training.

Evening: I s.h.i.+p myself!!

Sleep: Nothing.

His childhood friend was stunned: Do you know what you’re acting like? It’s like you have a cat, but you don’t dare to rub your face against it directly. You have to wait for others to pet the cat, then mix in with the crowd and enjoy it.

Ming Yao complained: You don’t understand!

Jingyi’s contestants had their own Star Blog.

Unlike Silver Thread Roll and White Moonlight who had complete PR teams, most of the Jingyi trainee Star Blogs were managed by themselves.

Zuo Botang was prudent and careful with his words. Every time he published a post, it would generate positive energy or carry forward traditional culture. Amongst the group of Jingyi trainees, his Star Blog had the highest suns.h.i.+ne credit score.

Ming Yao’s was the lowest.

And strange.

Jingyi_Zuo Botang: “In the spring of Nanyuan, the wind blows and the horse neighs––Ou-yang Hsiu.”

Jingyi_Trainee A: “Green plums like beans, willows like arcs, and b.u.t.terflies fly every day!”

Jingyi_Trainee B: “Flying! Be humble and learn from plum blossoms, follow willow catkins to fly all over the sky!”

Jingyi_Ming Yao: “Captain has posted again ahhh captain let’s not train today and go for an outing instead can we––”

After about three hours.

Zuo Botang replied to Ming Yao: “Yes.”

Jingyi Double-C’s CP fan group suddenly exploded! Ming Yao went out with the group on an outing with their captain, and when he went home, he s.h.i.+pped his own CP again.

One outing, but double the happiness!

In Jingyi Entertainment, the manager looked at the Star Blogs and frowned slightly. Wasn’t Ming Yao destroying their team style!

The leader smiled broadly and expressed, “Little Zuo is under a lot of pressure and can only relax a little in front of Little Ming. Besides, although Little Ming didn’t follow the flying flower trend, his cultural achievements are quite good. Take a look at White Moonlight next door, they even hire kindergarten graduates…”

Jingyi Double-C eventually became famous during the Crosson Show.

Their double-c snipers in the tarot card instance, Zuo Botang’s elimination, and Ming Yao having to charge out from under his captain’s wings, promoted overnight growth.

During the Cretaceous period, Zuo Botang used the Velociraptor to overturn the situation and made his way back into the debut rankings. Ming Yao boasted about it for a whole two months.

Then, there was the battle in the Mayan temple, encircling the mecha Wu Jin––

Ming Yao had finally transformed and was no longer a small sniper who didn’t have a single bit of compet.i.tion experience.

He’d also become friends with Little Witch, who shared the same hobbies as he did.

For example, Little Witch liked to s.h.i.+p the Scarf CP, and Little Ming liked to s.h.i.+p the Jingyi CP.

For example, Little Witch had photoshopped a Scarf marriage certificate, and Little Ming had also photoshopped a Jingyi marriage certificate.

Also, for example, Little Witch liked to read (Floating City King x me), and Little Ming liked to watch .

Wu Jin despaired, “I really don’t read that serial, it just ran over and showed up on the front page of my terminal on its own…”

Ming Yao was full of enthusiasm, “I get it!”

There wasn’t anything wrong with boys s.h.i.+pping CPs!

The more pa.s.sionate he was about it, the better he performed in the game!

xiin: oh, Ming Yao, you’re so oblivious… the photoshopped marriage certificate *facepalm*