After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 53

The isolation room was very quiet. Liao Junchen's voice was originally relatively deep, but when he sang acapella, it was clear and pleasant.

On the stage, Liao Junchen exuded a strong aura. Sitting against the blue soundproof wall in his training clothes felt different.

Perhaps it was because the room was square, surrounded by bright blue decorations, the atmosphere became relaxed and cozy.

Liao Junchen casually rested his arm on his knee while singing. The strands of his unstyled deep brown hair fell on his forehead, and his handsome features looked approachable due to his relaxed mood, seeming more accessible than usual.

"Summer Blue Sky" was a very youthful song. Originally, many people felt that Liao Junchen's mature style didn't seem to match this song. But at this moment, people had a sudden realization. Whether it was the staff or the trainees, it seemed that due to Liao Junchen's outstanding performance, they had chosen to forget that he had just turned twenty-one this year.

Liao Junchen seemed flawless in every aspect. Coming from a major company, undergoing years of systematic training, possessing outstanding looks, and being polite but distant in his interactions. It seemed as if he were naturally suited to be an idol, ready to debut at any moment and shine brightly on stage.

He spoke little and rarely smiled, often giving people a sense of excessive composure. But now, as Liao Junchen softly sang this cheerful and full-of-aspiration song, and when people looked at his distinct face, they suddenly realized that his age was similar to that of an ordinary college student.

If he didn't choose the path of an idol, Liao Junchen might be riding a bicycle to class on campus right now. The summer breeze lifting the strands of his hair, his stern profile like a carefully crafted sculpture quietly imprinted in the dreams of many people's student days.

Through professional vocal training, Liao Junchen had explored various styles of songs during practice, and it didn't seem as discordant as others imagined. If one closed their eyes and listened, it had a strong visual sense.

His deep and melodious voice softly sang, "The red bricks on the roof and the rosy evening glow..."

It seemed as if one could see the boys in school uniforms laughing and chasing each other on the playground, the boys with backpacks focusing on folding paper airplanes, their thoughts drifting away with dreams of a bright future.

The song was to be divided among seven people, and each part had only a few lines. It hadn't been long since Liao Junchen finished singing.

He looked up, and Qin Lu was turning his pen, a surprise and brightness flashing in his clear amber eyes.

Liao Junchen regained his usual calmness. "Do you think the 'A' part suits me?"

Qin Lu, holding the pen, marked the lyrics in the songbook. His black hair hung down, looking very soft. He nodded approvingly without hesitation, succinctly saying, "Very good."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Liao Junchen's mouth. "Hmm."

On the other side, at the end of the third-floor corridor, the staff was taking a deep breath, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Now they had learned not to be blindly confident, but to prepare themselves for anything.

After three failed experiences, the staff had realized that things were not as simple as they had imagined, and there would always be someone who didn't play by the rules.

However, they still hoped for a trainee who relatively followed conventions, at least giving them some sense of accomplishment.

But as they saw Han Suyan gradually approaching, the staff couldn't help but take a deep breath.