A contestant patted the contestant who was adjusting the guitar strings beside him, pointed at Yun Xiangyang's back as he left and said in a low voice.

"Give up? Give up, he will not be Yun Xiangyang.

He is like a bull, and he doesn't look back without hitting the wall. He dares to be brave enough to face Chaowen, licking the person who said he didn't copy. How could he give up so easily?"

Another player who tuned the strings said with a lip.

"It must be that I went to the bathroom or felt uncomfortable. I saw him going to the hospital this morning, and maybe I was sick."

Listening to the discussions of several people, Jian Xiangyang's roommate pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

"Get ill?"

"I don't know either. When I woke up this morning, I looked pale and weirdly cunning, so I went straight to the hospital.

I didn’t have time to ask the reason. Maybe it was because I had a fever and cold after leaving a message online these two days.”

"Yun Xiangyang has been quite strange these two days. By the way, have you noticed that he hasn't spoken these days?"

"I discovered that something seemed to have happened in his throat. I couldn't speak very well. I heard him speak in the mirror in the bathroom that day, and the sound was burning, hoarse and unreasonable."

"Hiss, then how could he sing!

Actually, I think... Yun Xiangyang is quite pitiful now."

"The poor man must have something hateful, who told him to copy it? I think he has a bad character and has been punished for his invasion."

"That's what...shhh, stop talking, the makeup teacher is here."

The recording of the program entered the countdown preparation stage. After the makeup artist of the program team finished his mentor, he came to put makeup on the contestants.

There were also photographers who followed the contestants to shoot the daily VCR. Several contestants looked at each other tacitly and stopped talking.

The other emotions on the face that are not suitable for display in front of the camera will be restrained, and the perfect and friendly smile from the business class will be put on their faces with various makeup.

...

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye and the competition was about to begin.

The program team has adjusted various equipment. The audience outside the venue has also entered the venue with tickets, covering the entire audience.

Under the neon light, fans from all over the world held up the support cards of their idols. LED lights, fluorescent support subtitles screens, fluorescent sticks... waving to illuminate the dim audience.

Looking at it, the light cards of the five players in the finals appeared, but in the past, most of the players accounted for each promotion competition. The number of support cards with Yun Xiangyang's name that surpassed other players with the advantage of crushing declined sharply.

The fans who used to rush to the front row and shouted enthusiastically today have shrunk into the crowd. A few fans who insisted on holding support cards looked at the strange eyes of other contestants around them, and gradually they put down the light cards in awkward and uncomfortable manner.

Some of the extreme fans even turned into black fans. After entering the audience, they tore up the strip of cloth that originally said words of cheering and encouragement, revealing the following:

"Plainting dogs get out of the entertainment industry!" "Garbage love, the debris of corrupt character!" "Yun Xiangyang gets off the stage!"

During the waiting period, the fans noticed the light sign and whispered to discuss the plagiarism incident that Yun Xiangyang had circulated during this period.

Many of the people who bought tickets were actually fans of Jian Xiangyang. Most of them did not hold up light cards in the game, and even many other contestants climbing the wall. In fact, they were fans of Yun Xiangyang before.

The reason why I bought a ticket was to see that Yun Xiangyang did not withdraw from the competition, and came with a complex mentality of loving and hating.

After a shouting from the corner of the audience: "Yun Xiangyang gets out and gives an explanation!", everyone in the audience was incited to shout.

"Yes, get out and give me an explanation! Return the money we subscribe to genuine music!" "I feel disgusted for my previous love for you!" "Apologize to Teacher Chaowen! Apologize!"

There was a lot of noise in the audience. The staff had to spend a lot of effort to calm the crowd down.

...

In the backstage preparation room, the other four contestants were packed up and were about to go to the recording studio under the guidance of the staff to wait for the stage.

When everyone stood up, they all glanced at the empty seats in the corner with the lights on. The folk genius who had been pressing them for two months had not returned.

Everyone's mood was a little complicated, some disappointment, some gladness...

"Well, this person hasn't come back yet. It seems that he has really given up..."

"The finals... I finally got here and fell at the door. It's a pity."

"Oh, it's unexpected that he can hold on until now. I'd have withdrawn from the competition long ago, but I don't have the courage to appear here."

"Do you think we may meet again in the future?"

"I can definitely see you if you want to see you, but you will not be a person from the same world at that time..."

“What a pity…”

Everyone opened their chairs and left the dressing room, while talking in a low voice.

...

In a quiet and closed recording room next door, in a dark room without lights, Xiangyang, who had faced the corner of the wall for two hours, opened his eyes.

A wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he stood up from the floor with his body supported.

The coldness and rationality in the eyes fade away, and there is more laziness and evil.

He completely accepted and digested the original owner's emotions. He completely accepted those who experienced loneliness, pain, torture, and even those pathological morbidities after the split personality.

But strangely, he seems to have a different expression from the original owner. After experiencing those, the original owner is restrained and self-digested, drawing a smile on the wound to cover it up.

He was outward, decayed, and depraved, allowing the wound to rot and pus to flow. He slowly appreciated the process of its decay, and even thought it was not good-looking enough, he pulled it outwards and added bright red color to the yellow and white pus.

Twisted, confused, good-looking...

Maybe he has been serious for so long and has been tense for too long, and his inner depression has twisted such a side that he doesn't know.

The split thoughts seem to be a little confused, but what does it matter?

Xiangyang pulled out a wicked smile from the corner of his mouth, and his broken hair covered his sight. His slender and white fingers passed through his hair, and he lazily and casually stroked his long black curly hair behind his head.

The hoarse voice hummed the nameless song, stepped on the strange rhythmic beat points, and walked out of the rest room.

...

"Yun Xiangyang?"

The staff and four contestants passing by the recording room outside the corridor happened to see Xiangyang pushing the door out from inside.

It seems that the time card is good.

Xiangyang thought happily and nodded with a smile. Without saying a word, his voice was indeed very unpleasant, and his throat hurts when he spoke.

"You haven't withdrawn from the competition?!"

But as soon as the voice of the words was spoken, the past was covered by another more deafening sound from the echoes of the corridor.

"Yun Xiangyang gets out of the entertainment industry!"

ps: The third update will be released, and the first update will be launched first.
Chapter completed!