Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, striving to raise the little villain

Mo Jingyu heard the announcement that the recording had begun on the radio.

The older woman wanted to see the performance and asked Mo Jingyu if she wanted to join her.

Mo Jingyu was just wondering why she had no reason to go see it, and this was truly a case of someone offering a pillow when you're about to fall asleep.

Mo Jingyu and the older woman walked hand in hand, looking like close friends despite their age difference.

Mo Jingyu walked to the stage.

My mind went blank.

Mo Jingyu knew that Qi Yun'er had arrived. He scanned the scene and spotted Qi Yun'er on the mentor's platform.

Mo Jingyu shouted in her mind:

Qi Xiaoyun! Can you see me?

Yes, I saw it.

Remember to tell me if any good kids come later!

A mechanical voice came through:

You find it easier to use, but I do.

Hehe, the capable should do more work, right?

001 stopped talking.

Mo Jingyu chatted casually with Qi Yun'er.

From the older woman's perspective, it was just that the young girl was stunned when she saw the mentor on stage.

The older woman tugged at Mo Jingyu's hand and said with a smile, "Little Yu, which celebrity do you like?"

Mo Jingyu was taken aback and looked in the direction the old woman was pointing.

Two black lines slid down his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently twice.

"No, I don't like it. I'm looking at that pretty older sister."

The older woman nodded. "Don't like that man."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingyu wondered what was going on.

Xie Ming's reputation has declined among the older women.

"What's wrong, Auntie? Don't you like him?"

The older woman clicked her tongue and said, "Judging from that kid's appearance, his character is probably just so-so."

Mo Jingyu: Wow, so this is the experience of an older woman?!

Mo Jingyu nodded obediently, agreeing verbally that she absolutely did not like him.

On-site, the talent show adopted Director Wu's method, conducting the event in a live broadcast format.

The live stream was very popular, with some netizens even saying it was a team-building program from "Mom Takes Me to Play 2".

Mo Jingyu thought to herself, this really is a team-building activity, everyone except her and Lin Yunyuan came.

Zhao Momo was originally seated next to Xie Ming, but the incident in the last episode of the variety show made her feel uneasy.

Qi Yun'er noticed this and offered to switch seats with her.

Zhao Momo hugged Qi Yun'er gratefully, "Waaah, Instructor Qi, thank goodness you're here."

Why did you agree to come?

Zhao Momo broke down in tears, her voice filled with despair: "This variety show was something I negotiated beforehand, and I signed the contract, but I can't bear to pay the penalty for breach of contract."

Qi Yun'er: This guy is a money-grubber.

Mo Jingyu opened the live stream and was both amused and exasperated by what Zhao Momo said.

As the live stream gained popularity, Mo Weiwei went on stage with her script.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Breakthrough Camp, everyone..."

Mo Weiwei read the script with a smile on her face.

Mo Jingyu looked at the comments in the live stream:

[Huh? Why didn't I hear Xie Ming's thoughts today?]

This comment reminded Mo Jingyu.

Mo Jingyu activated the mind-reading tool and thoughtfully shielded Bu Yaolian and the others.

Xie Ming's heartfelt words stood out in the noisy environment.

In the live broadcast room:

【coming! coming! 】

I saw the shocked expressions on the trainees' faces.

Mo Jingyu nodded in satisfaction.

After Xie Ming returned from that variety show appearance, his fans wanted to tell him what was on his mind.

As a result, not only the fans, but even the posts that netizens had initially discussed disappeared.

Xie Ming was still kept in the dark.

Xie Ming watched the first group of trainees go on stage, and waited until they finished their introductions.

Xie Ming smiled on the surface, but inwardly he started to complain:

[Looking like that, with such an ordinary background, how dare she come to a talent show?]

Trainees on stage: ??

Trainees in the waiting area: ??

Those around Xie Ming were surprised that he would comment so directly, and so bluntly at that.

The trainees in the waiting area couldn't see clearly whether Xie Ming opened his mouth because of the distance, but the trainees on stage could see it clearly.

Xie Ming didn't open his mouth.

The four of them exchanged glances and suddenly remembered Xie Ming's thoughts during the previous live stream.

At first, everyone thought it was just for the variety show, but when they heard it with their own ears, all four of them were shocked.

Considering Xie Ming's complaints about them, they couldn't refute them; these were all facts.

In the live broadcast room:

I think these four young men are quite good-looking.

Our brother is an idol himself, so of course he knows best who is suitable to be an idol.

【royal】

Xie Ming's fans: ...

Mo Jingyu and the older woman sat on a chair, and the older woman handed Mo Jingyu a handful of sunflower seeds.

The older woman said, "This child went too far with his words."

"Yes, I hate people who lack emotional intelligence."

The older woman was eating sunflower seeds with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Momo secretly rolled her eyes at Xie Ming. He's the only good-looking one!

"Let's start your performance."

The four-person team nodded and began their performance according to their assigned positions.

Mo Jingyu asked in her mind:

What are the character traits of these four people?

【General】

Let's wait a bit longer.

The four of them began to move rhythmically to the music.

As a result, when they started speaking, it wasn't exactly unpleasant to hear, but rather that it was incomprehensible to most people.

Mo Jingyu: Child, come home.

The four people are clearly Chinese, but they insisted on singing Korean songs.

The singing was terrible.

Audiences in the live broadcast room:

I thought I'd accidentally clicked on an animal singing livestream.

[Upstairs, that hits home!]

I noticed that Momo's smile had frozen.

"Go home, Momo. What's the difference between this and demanding compensation for emotional distress?"

Mo Jingyu nodded, agreeing with what the netizen said.

This money is not only for emotional distress, but also for eye strain.

The auntie was cracking sunflower seeds with incredible speed, and when her mouth got salty, she would take a sip of water.

Then, comment on the performance on stage.

"This isn't even as good as the old man singing in the park."

Mo Jingyu: Aunt, you're too blunt.

Mo Jingyu smiled and nodded, offering no further comment.

But I didn't hold back any of my inner complaints:

"No, Qi Xiaoyun, this is what you call 'ordinary'? This is downright 'monster wailing'!"

【Isn't it usually just really bad?】

[You must have actually worked in the entertainment industry. These four people sing terribly, dance terribly, and can't even manage the most basic synchronization.]

Mo Jingyu closed her eyes, hoping it was just her imagination.

What puzzled Mo Jingyu the most was, what were those people in the waiting area so excited about?!

Mo Jingyu really didn't understand.

She feels very sorry for Qi Yun'er and Zhao Momo, who are watching the performance up close.

[Mysterious, my heart aches for you]

Qi Yun'er: ?

I wasn't watching the performance; Lingling turned on a TV series for me.

Mo Jingyu: ......

Give me back my heart.

Mo Jingyu felt as if an eternity had passed during her few-minute performance.

It took so long that they even ate all the sunflower seeds.

After the performance, the mentors began their critiques.

Qi Yun'er maintained her aloof persona, saying in a nonchalant tone, "So-so, still needs to work harder."

Zhao Momo: "Next time you can try singing Mandarin songs, but forget about Korean ones."

Xie Ming gave a kind smile, like a senior, and said, "You still need to practice more, but I believe you will succeed in pursuing your dreams."

[What kind of rubbish is that?! It's a waste of my time!]

Four trainees: Awkward.jpg

Mo Wei smiled gently and encouraged the group.

Then I gave feedback to each person and started scoring.

All four people got C.

Mo Jingyu: This is passing?

The next group's performance was even worse than this one; it was just as bad.

His singing is still as ear-piercing as a demonic voice, and his dancing is still as awkward as a rooster fighting.

When it came time to grade, one of them actually got a B.

Mo Jingyu began to have doubts.

Can you really find good kids here?

Two groups in a row were all such oddly shaped and deformed people. Mo Jingyu wanted to praise their appearance, but she really couldn't bring herself to do so.

When the next group came up, the cheers from the trainees in the waiting area were louder than those from the previous groups.

The trio looked at their mentors and gave what they thought were hilarious self-introductions.

Mo Jingyu: Is this funny?

Mo Jingyu recognized one of the three as a familiar face: Bu Yaolian.

Xie Ming and Bu Yaolian exchanged a quiet glance.

Mo Jingyu: So that's when we met. (Touching her chin in thought.jpg)