When the girl heard these words, Nan Yue’s expression instantly turned grim; she was then noticed by a staff member who misinterpreted her reaction as jealousy over her sudden beauty enhancement—a minor incident that slightly diminished his favorable impression of her.
As she walked on, she recalled the talent show program she had originally participated in.
Titled *Idol New Era*, the show features both male and female versions. After nationwide auditions, participants compete through all rounds of elimination matches, with only six male and six female finalists remaining to form new idol groups.
As idols, while they are expected to excel in both singing and dancing, their appearance and physique remain paramount.
It is precisely for this reason that the original version has been able to progress so smoothly, reaching its current stage of thirty-six rounds within eighteen rounds.
That’s precisely why they went to the bathroom specifically to create a pretext—and thus ensure their original identity would be eliminated.
Those two girls were originally members of the same group; their sole intention was to disrupt the group’s overall atmosphere before the performance, with no intention to harm anyone.
But unexpectedly, this action completely shattered her original self; she lost all desire to survive and willingly handed over her body, allowing the current Nan Yue to fulfill her wish.
As he recalled the events, his mind was still playing a video—the rehearsal footage he had prepared earlier for this solo performance.
I thought most talent shows were all about energetic songs and dances, but to my surprise, this young girl chose a completely niche slow song and paired it with a puppet dance performance.
This approach is indeed innovative, but the elimination rate is too high—it neither showcases the singer’s vocal prowess nor makes the dance truly resonate with the audience.
With the pre-planned makeup and this shoddy dress, the chances of being eliminated are only about 5%.
It’s unclear what method 005 used; just as they approached the stage in Nanyue, the video had finished playing.
She has a physical memory; after watching the video, she had a complete understanding of what was happening.
“Click! The main mission has been triggered—complete the solo performance and advance successfully!” Nan Yue took the microphone from the staff, thanked them warmly, then stood under the shadow, waiting for the host on stage to leave.
She remained completely silent, her mind unusually calm—a fact that left 005 somewhat uneasy.
“Host, are you sure?” “Are you afraid I might fail the mission?” “Just a friendly reminder: if the mission fails, the host will no longer possess this body and return to their original state—so it’s probably fear that’s making you nervous.” Nan Yue smiled faintly, her heart remaining completely calm.
“Is that so? It seems you’re more afraid.” … 005 remained silent. Just then, the host left the stage, and the lights dimmed, leaving only a single beam of light shining at the center of the stage.
Under the light, there is a microphone stand that the staff temporarily installed.
Within the vast studio, now restored to tranquility, Nanyue gradually approached that beam of light.
Directly in front of the stage sat four judges—two men and two women—all highly prominent figures in the entertainment industry.
Behind them stood nearly a thousand audience members, forming a dense crowd with varied gazes all directed toward Nam Viet at the center of the stage.
After all, he’s always been a liability to the team, and his appearance immediately sparked widespread discussion.
Especially when the musical prelude began and the Southern Vietnamese dancers started moving, displaying a completely different performance style from before, the audience’s reactions grew even more enthusiastic.
One of the female judges, Mu Jiaxuan, also raised an unexpected eyebrow: “This is Nan Yue? With this makeup today, she truly looks like a seventeen-or eighteen-year-old girl. Professor Sheng, what do you think?” She feigned indifference and glanced at the man sitting beside her; under the lighting, his prominent nose bridge and well-defined jawline left her momentarily captivated.
Although he was merely sitting casually, his demeanor and presence naturally surpassed those of everyone else by a wide margin.
To this day, she remains amazed that Sheng Jingheng would actually join the show as a judge.
Sheng Jingheng didn’t look at her; he merely murmured a soft “hmm,” his deep gaze falling faintly on Nan Yue standing on stage.
She really is different now.