Mainland trainee Lin Yuxin is determined to promote Chinese music to the world and travels overseas to participate in auditions.
Jin Shangyan, who defected from a wealthy family and was firmly at the top of the trainees, regarded Lin Yuxin who came from afar as a rare and unexpected gift, and constantly paid special attention to him.
Lin Yuxin looks weak, but in fact he is a straight man with only career in his heart. Jin's excessive attention and closeness made him feel stressed and embarrassed. But if he wanted to improve his dancing skills, he had to ask the other party for advice, and the two were deeply tied.
There is an undercurrent in the training camp. He Zitao is a manpower deployed by competing capital, and has repeatedly interfered with it. Netizens far away in China have become Lin Yuxin's unique backing.
Coinciding with the profound changes in the global landscape, Lin Yuxin chose to lie dormant and quietly wait for the opportunity to promote Chinese-speaking national style. The two broke out side by side and successfully formed a group, but the group's music style and stage planning were all controlled by the company.
The game between capitals did not dissipate with the end of the draft. One person plans the layout and waits for the opportunity, while the other person develops obsession and presses forward step by step. The two pull each other back, join forces to fight against capital constraints, and compete for the right to speak in music creation.
Everyone is waiting to see: whether Kim Sang-yeon, who is accustomed to controlling everything, is willing to gamble on the future, even restart dealings with wealthy families, and explore the road of music integration with Lin Yuxin; whether Lin Yuxin, who is dedicated to promoting Chinese national style, can accept this two-way adventure and work together to promote diverse traditional music to the international stage.
Concept: There is no pure goodwill in the competitive arena where fame and fortune abound. Two paranoid and sharp-edged teenagers use masks as shields and fatal points as bindings. In the turbulent chess game controlled by capital and factional opposition, we play with secular rules and established destiny, abandon the standard answer of hypocrisy and benevolence, and maintain the unique sincerity and obsession of the same kind in the ultimate fetters of mutual checks and balances and mutual support. We gather light as a prisoner and live in symbiosis.