They don't actually think I like them, do they?

It's this time again.

I practiced dancing until 2 a.m. last night...

The not-so-spacious dormitory housed three trainees. Every morning at 5:50, they would gather to do morning exercises.

Lan Yu struggled to sit up and fell into a daze on the bed. She glanced at the other two people.

Mu Xin was doing extra exercise before morning exercises—boxing. She looked full of energy, throwing heavy punches at the punching bag while muttering, "You bastard, die!"

This girl didn't go to sleep until 4 a.m. last night, and her eyes are bloodshot, but it doesn't affect her enthusiasm at all. Lan Yu is afraid that she might suddenly die on the spot one day.

Another roommate, Fang Yumeng, looked dazed, her eyes rolled back, and she walked around like a walking corpse.

She stood at the bathroom door brushing her teeth, her head swaying as if she might plunge into the sink at any moment.

Although her mouth had already started muttering "Aba aba~" incoherently, her body's instincts still drove her to continue the work at hand.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Lan Yu covered her head and frantically rubbed her hair.

"I can not stand it any more!!"

This place is fucking uninhabitable!

Back then, Lan Yu signed with Jusheng Media with the dream of debuting as an idol, hoping to make a name for herself and realize her musical ambitions.

Who would have thought that this place was completely different from ordinary training bases! It was practically a prison!

As trainees, they have to get up at 5:50 every morning to do morning exercises, followed by a 15-minute breakfast time, and then start their first class at 6:30.

They thought that as trainees, their courses would only consist of singing and dancing.

The kind and approachable teacher Hu Yan would tell them, "You're wrong!"

Singing and dancing are just the basics.

There are also more than twelve courses including spoken language, English, conversation skills, body language, modeling, psychology, traditional Chinese music, tap dance, and long drum!

The daily class time exceeds 14 hours!

In reality, practice time often far exceeds this amount, because they also need to complete daily dance training and record videos to send to their teachers. If they fail to do so, the next day's class time will double!

This is just the pressure of the coursework. But the training at Jusheng Media has an even more fatal flaw—

Militarized management.

All trainees are subject to very strict daily rules and regulations. Being late results in a pay cut and having to hand in your phone during class are just the tip of the iceberg. Other rules include not ordering takeout at night, not using your phone during lunch break, not going out unless necessary, needing to report before going to the toilet, and not exceeding a certain weight limit. For every pound overweight, you have to run an extra lap during morning exercises, and so on.

To put it bluntly, it's no different from being treated as livestock.

However, this was not even the most painful part for Blue Rain.

Because no matter how hard or tiring it is, it's all for the dream of becoming an idol!

As long as you can become an outstanding idol, it's not impossible to grit your teeth and persevere!

But the most painful thing is that every time Lan Yu is tormented to the point of near death, she wants to chat with her friends and talk about her aspirations for her future idol career in order to motivate herself.

She looked to her left.

One is Mu Xin, who stares intently at her teachers every day with wide eyes and mutters to herself, "Sooner or later I'll kill all of you beasts, stuff you into a refrigerator, fill it with cement, and throw you into the sea."

She looked to her right.

The other is Fang Yumeng, who is exhausted every day, sweating profusely, like a walking corpse, and has completely lost the ability to think. All she can do is roll her eyes and say "Aba aba".

There isn't a single normal person among them!

Under these circumstances, Blue Rain's will has reached the brink of collapse.

At this rate, she'll be dead at Jusheng Media before she even debuts as an idol.

She checked the time; today marked exactly one month since she joined Jusheng Media.

It's only been a month!

This became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"I'm not going."

Sitting on the bed, Lan Yu calmly uttered these words.

Upon hearing this, Mu Xin, who was boxing, and Fang Yumeng, who was brushing her teeth, were both stunned.

They stared blankly at Lan Yu.

"I'm not going to class today, I'm skipping class."

Lan Yu spoke each word clearly, her eyes filled with determination.

"If you're so capable, fire me! I'm better off without this lousy company! If realizing my idol dream requires this kind of torture, then I'd rather not be an idol at all!!"

After she shouted those words, the other two girls were both shocked. Fang Yumeng even dropped the toothbrush she was holding.

Lan Yu looked at Fang Yumeng, and the two stared at each other.

From Fang Yumeng's burning gaze, Lan Yu knew that Fang Yumeng was also thinking, that she was also awakening!

"Yu Meng".

Lan Yu looked at Fang Yumeng firmly and nodded.

The next second, Fang Yumeng's blank gaze suddenly tilted upwards, and her head tilted back.

"Abba, Abba, Abba..."

"Wake up!!"

Lan Yu couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Fang Yumeng's head, shaking it violently.

"There's no point in running away like this!"

"I'll go camping with you."

Just then, Mu Xin's voice came from behind.

She looked at Lan Yu with a determined gaze.

"If this keeps up, I feel like I'm going to break down! I came here to learn to sing, and damn it, the training in this crappy place is even worse than what we do in our organization!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yumeng's eyes finally regained their sparkle.

The little girl covered her eyes and cried loudly.

"Waaaaah... I never intended to be an idol, I was tricked into it..."

Seeing this, Lan Yu made up her mind.

The girl clenched her fists.

"it is good!"

"Let's skip class together today! We're protesting to the organization! The president is going too far! How can they force us to study like this?! We must make the president revise the curriculum and reschedule us for reasonable study time!!"

Upon hearing Lan Yu's words, both girls gritted their teeth and raised their hands.

No matter how fierce the instructors or how ruthless the teachers were, they were determined today that they would absolutely not go to class!

At worst, they'll just get fired; they're not afraid of even breaching their contract.

I'm practically risking my life learning, what's the point of worrying about breaking the contract?!

The girls reached a consensus, put down their work, and returned to their beds.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

The instructor's voice came from outside.

"Girls, are you up yet?"

So fast? !

Although she had made up her mind, Lan Yu still felt quite guilty after actually hearing the voice.

Before she could respond, the instructor spoke from outside the door.

"Get ready quickly, the president is coming to inspect!"

108. This anger must be released!

The president is coming?!

The girls were stunned when they heard the news.

Why today of all days?!

Initially, the reason why everyone chose to come to Jusheng Media was largely due to Juzi Jam.

However, during the month of grueling training here, not only did Lin Han not personally teach them, but they couldn't even see a trace of him!

I finally mustered up the courage to rebel today, and here they are, right at the door!?

What incredibly bad luck!

"Senior, what should we do?"

Fang Yumeng clung to Lan Yu's arm, her watery eyes wide open. In her panic, her head was already starting to spin; if this continued, she would crash again!

"Why don't we fight him to the death! Let's escape this godforsaken place first!"

Mu Xin raised two fists the size of sandbags. As the saying goes, "An army is raised for a thousand days to be used for one day." Perhaps every day's training was for this day.

"I think it's a good idea!" Fang Yumeng raised her little hand in agreement.

"Sister Mu practices boxing every day, taking down the club president shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered that Mangzi is at the company today, that won't do."

Mu Xin quickly said, feeling dejected.

"If I take down the club president, Mangzi will skin me alive!"

"Sister Mangzi is so small, and Sister Mu hits the sandbag every day. What can she possibly do to Sister Mu?"

"She could put my body in a sandbag and beat me."

Mu Xin said with a mournful face, "Even if my sister came, she might not be a match for her..."

"All right!"

After a long silence, Lan Yu interrupted the two. The two guys buzzed around her ears like flies, making her already irritable mood even more depressed.

"Let them come, perfect! We'll protest to the president face-to-face!"

"This is oppression, this is exploitation! We can no longer let the company president be slaughtered like livestock!"

"We just want to reduce class time, which is a reasonable request, so please don't feel guilty!"

Lan Yu's words helped the two girls regain their confidence.

Yes, this is a reasonable demand!

I just want to reduce class time, what's there to be afraid of!

Even if Orange Jam herself comes, we will fight her to the end!

Ten minutes later.

In the training base lobby, Lin Han looked at the three girls in front of him and fell into deep thought.

She whispered to her instructor, Sister Chen, who was standing beside her.

Are you sure you didn't call the wrong person?

"No!" Sister Chen was surprised that the president would ask such a question.

Lin Han looked at the three girls, his face showing great shock.

This is completely different from when I first brought them into the company!

The three girls were all covered in dust and dirt, their hair disheveled.

It can automatically conjure up close-up shots from SpongeBob SquarePants in your mind.