After gender swapping, my best friend and I hardcore BL (Boys' Love) became top influencers.

"Why should I?!"

After working through the night to finish the basic "BL manual" and being injected with some basic "BL knowledge," Ling Tinglan stormed up to Jiao Wangshu.

"Why are you the '1'?!"

"I'm the '1'... um—"

The sound was so loud that Jiao Wangshu quickly covered Ling Tinglan's mouth, "Keep your voice down!"

"Is this something you can just shout about like that?!"

Jiao Wangshu was moved but refused, "No, I have experience, listen to me. I'm the professional when it comes to how to sell bromance."

"The mainstream approach of 'strong attack and weak defense' is no longer popular. We need to find another way and study differentiated tactics."

I suspect you're lying to me.

Ling Tinglan narrowed her eyes and immediately started acting spoiled, "I don't care, I've finally grown from a little chick to what I am now, the hard requirements are all there, it would be a waste of my current muscles if I didn't become a top-tier dominant woman!"

"Alright, alright, you can be the one."

Jiao Wangshu gave a perfunctory reply, but in her heart she was thinking that with her superb experience in selling bromance, how could she not handle Ling Tinglan, a newbie who had just entered the world of bromance? How to sell it on camera was up to him.

After quickly tidying up, the two went to the training room of Class F.

The training uniforms for Class F were all gray. In addition, the trainees who were assigned to Class F were generally not as dazzling in terms of appearance and strength as the other trainees. Wearing the drab gray uniforms, their skin looked even darker and their temperament was even more decadent. It is said that rosy complexion is good for one's appearance. A person's spirit and temperament really have a great impact on their appearance.

Of course, this group does not include Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu, the two "modeling monsters".

After all, they all want to make a living based on their looks in the future, so even the most rough trainees have at least taken some steps to prepare themselves and style their hair. The only two people in the entire training room who were completely bare-faced were Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu, and even after sleeping all night, the stray hairs on Jiao Wangshu's head hadn't been flattened.

Looking at the two who still shone brightly in the crowd, even appearing more dazzling in comparison, Li Shu sighed inwardly:

"Are we really wearing the same uniform?"

Yes, he was also assigned to Class F. In fact, based on his abilities, he was neither particularly good nor bad. He would probably have been assigned to Class C or Class D.

It has to be said that Li Shu was a complete unlucky guy. Because he was too nervous, his throat tightened during his first performance. He failed to hit a high note that was supposed to be a highlight, and instead, he hit a really bad note on stage.

Unlike Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu, who both possessed an aura of their own protective barrier, Li Shu thrived in Class F, integrating seamlessly into the group. He even managed to exchange a few words with Tyrande, a player who didn't speak the same language, using a combination of English and Chinese gestures.

Are you also from room 3502?

Nio's eyes sparkled as he looked at the two people in the corner and then at Li Shu, his eyes filled with admiration.

"The legendary 'no man's land'! Everyone says the people living in this dorm aren't human, they're gods! And you can actually live with them 'without a care in the world'! That's amazing!"

Li Shu was exasperated. "Why do I keep getting the feeling that you're insulting me?"

"Did you learn your Chinese from a good place...?"

As they were talking, dance instructor Jin entered with the photography crew.

Hi everyone.

Jin has light blonde hair and a uniform bronze complexion from tanning. Surprisingly, these two contrasting colors don't look out of place on him at all. On the contrary, his powerful aura makes even his not-so-tall figure appear imposing.

"This is our theme song for Super Star."

It's a popular song that looks easy and not particularly beautiful, but you only realize how fast the rhythm is and how fragmented the movements are when you actually dance to it.

"Is this really something that can be learned in three days?"

After only one glance, Ling Tinglan felt his bones ache all over. What the hell was this? He would never say that being an idol was easy again.

The cafeteria serves meals from 7:30 to 9:00, but because many trainees skip breakfast, the breakfast is often small and perfunctory. However, this isn't surprising to Ling Tinglan, who has endured three years of grueling high school life.

But why didn't anyone tell him that these few self-selected dishes were limited in quantity?

They claimed it was to avoid wasting food, and it really was true. Aside from him and Jiao Wangshu, almost everyone was controlling their diet, cutting out carbohydrates, sugar, and spicy foods… Peanut allergies, nut allergies, fruit allergies…

After a round of screening, there are basically not many edible options left. And then they spend every day in the practice room dancing, exercising, and working out. Won't this kind of devilish schedule lead to sudden death? No wonder everyone says that idols rely on their youth to make a living; they just take advantage of their young bodies and recklessly ruin their careers.

"It's okay, if you can't learn it, you can't learn it."

Jiao Wangshu patted her equally flat stomach, "Anyway, I've already completed the task of showing my face, so getting eliminated as soon as possible is the right thing to do."

"That won't do!"

Ling Tinglan was displeased. "Ability is ability, and attitude is attitude. If you can't dance the whole song, at least you should memorize the moves. How can we be like those 'entertainment industry slackers' we've criticized before?"

Ling Tinglan, feeling defiant, turned around and pulled Jiao Wangshu to her feet. They stood in a corner of the practice room, trying hard to recall the dance moves they had just performed.

Unexpectedly, this caught Jin's attention. "That trainee, please stand over here."

"Huh? Me?"

Ling Tinglan pointed to herself in confusion, but still obediently walked over and easily pulled Jiao Wangshu along with her.

Jin nodded. "That movement just now was wrong. Stand here and watch it again carefully."

As he spoke, he began to demonstrate. It must be said that the instructor was indeed an instructor, especially since he was a world-class master dancer. The wave, the kick, the arm movements... all carried an indescribable and extremely beautiful rhythm.

Seeing the teacher giving them extra help, the other trainees stopped what they were doing and gathered around.

"Wow, is it really possible for a human to make that kind of arc when turning their hand?"

"Teacher Jin is amazing!"

"That's amazing! Such a powerful dance style, and the movements are full of detail..."

The trainees praised her again and again, their eyes practically overflowing with amazement and admiration.

After demonstrating, Jin emphasized, "I know that the trainees in Class F have relatively weak foundations, but don't give up on yourself just because you might not have the chance to perform on the theme song stage, just like trainees Ling Tinglan and Wu Yuze."

Who is Wu Yuze?

Ling Tinglan looked up in surprise and realized that standing next to them was a trainee with a slightly parted hairstyle and a Korean-style appearance with single eyelids.

The man was also silently observing him, and for some reason, Ling Tinglan felt a faint sense of hostility.

When did this person get here?

Seeing that something was wrong, Jiao Wangshu quickly pulled Ling Tinglan to thank their mentor. After Jin and the photography crew left in a grand procession and the trainees dispersed, the two of them retreated back to the corner to cosplay as "invisible people," although it was of no use.

Jiao Wangshu covered her mouth and whispered in Ling Tinglan's ear, "You should be more careful. It's obvious that this Wu Yuze is the one who got the 'dark horse comeback' script this time."

As it turned out, Jiao Wangshu's guess was correct. Wu Yuze was one of the trainees in the Panda Group, from Jiachuang Culture. This time, their company sent three people to participate in the competition. It is said that they had been trainees in South Korea for eight years, but they just couldn't debut. They only returned to China last year and signed with Jiachuang Culture.

Logically speaking, given his eight years of training overseas, he shouldn't have been assigned to Class F, but he made a mistake on his first stage performance.

Actually, this was Wu Yuze's deliberate choice. His appearance isn't outstanding, and there are plenty of trainees with similar stage presence and singing/dancing skills. Overall, he's neither particularly good nor bad. But for someone who wants to become an idol, this is the most fatal weakness—mediocrity.

Therefore, the only way to stand out is to work on your persona.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuze gritted his teeth. He had already discussed with the production team that Jin would single him out and praise him during the dance teaching session for Class F. He had received the theme song dance video a month ago and had been secretly practicing until now, just waiting to make a name for himself at this moment. He also had a group of supporting actors from Class F around him to completely hype up his titles of "top dancer" and "strongest dark horse".

Unexpectedly, a dark horse appeared out of nowhere; how could this not arouse jealousy and resentment?

Wu Yuze even held a grudge against dance instructor Jin. Why did he have to bring up Ling Tinglan when he was praising him?