After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 2 - Sorry, may I pass through?

A few mentors exchanged glances with each other, finally encountering someone interesting. The appearance was quite good, and some gimmicks and characteristics could be used in editing, but as for the talent... hopefully, it wouldn't be tone-deaf or have severe limb coordination issues. Otherwise, if the performance was too lackluster, the good atmosphere created earlier would be instantly destroyed.

For talent shows, stage charisma was crucial.

A good performance could instantly elevate someone's appearance from a seven to a nine with the help of stage filters. This was what they called "atmosphere handsome guys."

Looks could draw fans in, but having strong stage presence was essential to quickly turn those fans into die-hard supporters. Otherwise, with so many good-looking people around, temporary admiration would soon be taken away by others.

Producer Cui Zhihao flipped through the notes of the performance the contestant was going to do and couldn't help but feel slightly astonished. Initially, Qin Lu gave him a very good overall impression, except for being a bit nervous when he first got on stage, but that was understandable.

Why would he choose this particular song?

It had a fast rhythm, high difficulty, and was a dance track with heavy metal beats. Although it was widely sung, for Qin Lu, who had never received systematic training, it seemed a bit too challenging.

Although he disagreed, Cui Zhihao couldn't interfere with the contestant's choice. Just as he was about to ask Qin Lu to start, he saw him smile somewhat shyly and ask if he could change the performance song at the last minute.

Cui Zhihao, who had a good impression of Qin Lu, sighed with relief and nodded, "Of course, the choice is yours. But with the last-minute change, there won't be suitable accompaniment. Can you accept that?"

Qin Lu nodded.

Cui Zhihao smiled, "Then please start your formal performance."

Qin Lu let out a soft sigh.

Originally, the original owner was supposed to perform a singing and dancing song, but the childish movements and naive singing voice in his memories were unbearable. Even if Qin Lu tried to imitate, it would be impossible to complete it in such a short time.

More importantly, Qin Lu hadn't heard the original song.

Compared to the inevitable car accident scene, Qin Lu chose to change the program at the last minute.

He didn't know many songs, and most of the ones he had heard before were from people in the film and television industry. When he was busy, he didn't have time to listen to music, and when he was free, he couldn't remember to listen to songs, so he didn't know much about the talent show circle.

Having a song that he could confidently present was quite rare.

He wanted to sing a song by an old friend, a singer who didn't do too well but became popular with this song after ten years. Singing it felt like developing calluses on his ears.

The spotlight fell on him, and Qin Lu relaxed.

He closed his eyes, and the venue was quiet. He could only hear the shallow breaths coming from the microphone and the plain hum.

The tune was light and brisk, like the summer breeze brushing past the treetops, turning into winter and spring in a blink of an eye, with the withered branches blooming with verdant fireworks. Tides rose and fell, and the sun rose over ten thousand periods from the east, while the amber-colored dusk went through several rounds, and the moon was still hanging in the sky.