A straight man transmigrates into an ABO world and upgrades his beauty by pretending to be an Alpha.

Shen Ruoyun shook her head, looking at someone like an old man on the subway looking at their phone, with a somewhat incomprehensible expression.

Long press the screen with your fingertip, then tap "not interested".

"Junjun, Teacher Cheng is here. We can start the rehearsal now."

A staff member bent down slightly and reminded him with a smile.

Shen Ruoyun put her phone back in her pocket and quickly got up.

"OK, thanks."

With that, he followed the staff to the backstage to find Cheng Yan.

When Shen Ruoyun came in, she saw Cheng Yan sitting in a chair.

The other person didn't seem to be in a good mood; their face was all stern.

But Shen Ruoyun still greeted the other party very politely.

"Hello, Teacher Cheng, I am Shen Ruojun."

The other person turned their head to look at Shen Ruoyun, quickly sizing him up and down.

He impatiently extended his right hand and symbolically shook hands with Shen Ruojun.

After doing all that, she immediately turned around and started chatting with her assistant.

This made Shen Ruoyun a little embarrassed, and she turned to look at the staff member who had brought her there.

The other person was clearly also having a headache, and carefully stepped forward to remind Cheng Yan.

"Teacher Cheng, it's time for your program rehearsal."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yan's expression darkened further, and she immediately began to complain.

"I don't even know what's the point of ranking them, aren't they all the same anyway?"

This staff member must also be a miserable, overworked laborer.

Hearing Cheng Yan's words, he could only smile apologetically and did not dare to refute her.

Cheng Yan clapped her hands, her expression still carrying a hint of arrogance.

It's obvious that he looks down on Shen Ruojun, an unknown newcomer.

Shen Ruoyun also realized the other party's meaning. Since the other party looked down on him, he would not try to get close to him.

Anyway, after the performance, we probably won't see each other again. Once the money is in hand, who cares who she is?

Rehearsal begins. Camera positions and standing positions are determined, and specific details are compared with the director.

As the music started, Shen Ruoyun, holding a microphone, exchanged a glance with Cheng Yan and began to feign a passionate performance.

result....

"Teacher Cheng doesn't come in here, so please be careful..."

Shen Ruoyun wiped her face speechlessly, thinking to herself that money is hard to earn and life is hard to live.

He finally understood why Cheng Yan thought rehearsals weren't necessary; it turned out she was lip-syncing...

The key point is, if you're going to lip-sync, how come your lip movements don't even match the lyrics? Is that really reasonable?

Shen Ruoyun has never been so speechless in her life. She hopes that the audience will think she was lip-syncing as well.

Although he has no fans, he doesn't want to be blamed.

When the director saw Cheng Yan's terrible performance, he was immediately at a loss for words. What was this nonsense?

"Junjun, why don't you take Xiaoyan with you?" The director thought for a moment, but couldn't help but ask.

Shen Ruoyun scratched the back of her head, not understanding what the director was talking about.

"Then... how do I carry this?"

Cheng Yan naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the director, and now she was behaving very obediently.

"How about this, when you're singing, Xiaojun, you should interact with Xiaoyan more and give her some hints."

The director looked at Shen Ruoyun, seemingly having no other choice.

Shen Ruoyun: "???"

A moment later...

Shen Ruoyun held the microphone in her hand and sang her part with a very focused expression.

Then, she slowly raised her small hand and immediately grasped Cheng Yan's wrist.

She lifted the other person's hand holding the microphone, indicating that it was her turn to sing.

Upon receiving the signal, Cheng Yan quickly completed her lip-syncing.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Ruoyun exerted force with her small hand.

They immediately and subtly pulled the other person's microphone down, as if afraid the other person would sing another line.

Shen Ruoyun's inner monologue: After the performance, it wouldn't be too much to ask her to give me 50 RMB for a KFC meal, right?

The director, watching their performance from below the stage, finally nodded in satisfaction this time.

"That's good, maintaining this state should definitely not be a problem."

As soon as the director finished speaking, Cheng Yan immediately shoved the microphone into Shen Ruoyun's hand.

She ignored him completely and quickly ran off to try and get on the director's good side.

Shen Ruoyun looked at the microphone in her hand and sighed helplessly.

He turned around and handed the microphone to the staff member below the stage, preparing to find a place to wait.

"Junjun, wait a minute." A staff member suddenly called out to him.

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Ruoyun instinctively turned around and looked at the other person.

Cheng Yan's assistant was carrying a cardboard box and was walking quickly toward him.

"Teacher Shen, this is something my daughter Yan Yan bought especially for you."

"Our Yan Yan's throat has been sore these past few days, please bear with her."

Shen Ruoyun turned his head to the side, afraid that the other person would see him roll his eyes.

I was internally screaming, "Who the hell would believe that if you said that?"

I just overheard her chatting backstage; her voice was louder than any old man's at the market.

Shen Ruoyun turned her head and glanced casually at the box in her assistant's hand.

Judging from its outline, it should be a small cake, and now is the perfect time for afternoon tea.

Well, things have already come to this, so there's no point in arguing. He unceremoniously reached out and accepted the hush money.

Shen Ruoyun's filter of people in the entertainment industry has been completely shattered.

What kind of singer is he? He's just a name! His singing skills are truly appalling; he relies entirely on a million-dollar autotune.

He carried his things down to the audience, found a seat, and sat down. His performance was towards the end, so he had to wait a while.

I unwrapped the small cake in my hand and ate it spoonful by spoonful.

Her gaze kept falling on the stage. After watching several performances, she felt they were all a bit repetitive and lost interest.

Just then, two young ladies, one dressed in blue and the other in white, jogged onto the stage.

Upon hearing the director's instruction, the two quickly lay on their sides on the ground, each holding an embroidered fan in their hand, their posture extremely alluring.

Shen Ruoyun watched the two rehearsing on the stage, her small mouth chewing rapidly.

Good shows are perfect for watching while eating, and Shen Ruoyun finished off the small cakes in no time.

These two dance really well, but their singing is a bit lacking.

But at least it was a live performance, and to have practiced to this level, I feel it's many times better than Cheng Yan's.

Shen Ruojun stared at it without blinking.

Of course, it's not that Shen Ruoyun is lecherous; after all, appreciating beauty is human nature.

Anyway, it's good-looking, I love watching it, I hope they'll star in it more often...

The young lady seemed quite dedicated; she wasn't satisfied with the first take, so she rehearsed three times before leaving the stage.

Looking at it this way, it seems there's still hope for the entertainment industry...

Shen Ruoyun watched for a while, but there were no programs that really interested him.

As I watched, my vision gradually blurred.

When he woke up, the audience had already started checking tickets and entering the venue, so Shen Ruoyun quickly left.

Although it's a small platform, the seats were quite full, probably because the tickets were cheap.

Backstage, everyone was busy with makeup and changing clothes.