The Introverted Trainee Went Off the Rails, Then Everyone Read His Mind

- Socially anxious people generally react to a crowd in one of two ways: they either get so nervous they suddenly become hyper and start acting crazy, or they freeze on the spot, move sluggishly, and nearly faint. Chu Yu happens to be a combination of both. On the outside, he looks half-dead. On the inside, he’s constantly losing it. This socially anxious guy transmigrates into a book, becoming an expendable trainee, A, in an idol-survival novel. But the System gives him a mission: turn his life around and become the protagonist. Chu Yu, who has spent eight hundred years cooped up at home without seeing daylight or another person, gives a weary smile: “Six.” Facing ninety-nine trainees and hundreds of viewers every day already drains all the life out of him. And now he has to compete for first place? He’d rather slack off. It’s not like he can die. And if he does, well, he does. So Chu Yu starts taking it easy and enjoying the drama, losing his mind on schedule every day and chatting with the System about gossip whenever he has a moment. His mental state is better than it was before he transmigrated. What he doesn’t know is that everyone can hear his inner thoughts. - For his first performance, he wears a handsome, impassive expression and performs a shoddy song-and-dance routine he learned in three days. Every time he messes up, he screams inwardly. He throws out his back trying to wave. Behold! A seventy-year-old man’s glorious second spring! He trips over his feet doing the moonwalk. Behold my whirlwind knot-tying, twisting like a braided dough twist! He forgets the moves to the pistol dance and gives a cool smile. I’ll shoot every one of you, then kill myself. … At last, it’s over. He turns around with a flourish and walks away without looking back. Perfect. I even made myself laugh. Little does he know, the audience behind him is laughing so hard they’re falling over. They send him straight to the top of the trending topics. #ChuYu’s Absolutely Unhinged Mental State# - During an interview between performances, Trainee B, his teammate, sarcastically calls him a useless pretty face who thinks too highly of himself. Chu Yu lowers his eyelids and gives a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. The viewers think he’s showing his teeth, but then they hear his thoughts: You picked a fight with me, and you got nothing out of it. Do you think I’m going to fight back? A mentally fragile little guy like me will just get mad, get even madder, then go sobbing and bang my head against the bathroom wall in the middle of the night. Viewers: ? - During a casual chat for some behind-the-scenes footage, the host asks him questions, and his spoken answers play at the same time as his inner thoughts. “What’s your attitude when you run into difficulties?” “Work hard.” Take a nice long nap. “How much money do you have left since arriving on the island?” “Not much.” Just enough to stay alive. “What do you think about being voted out of Team A and replaced earlier?” “It’s fine. Rules are just rules.” I can do that too. - A month into the show, Chu Yu’s outstanding mental state gets him into the top three in popularity. He crunches sunflower seeds and asks the System, looking half-dead as ever: “Does this count as completing the mission?” System: “…Six.” - Just before the first live performance, a demon king of an ace suddenly joins the show. He’s handsome, talented, and popular, and every trainee sees him as a thorn in their side. Except Chu Yu. To everyone’s shock, he eagerly runs over to the handsome newcomer. Then everyone hears his inner thoughts: You heartless human trafficker! I knew at a glance this was my son! Dad misses you so much he’s been eating only one meal a day! The whole room falls silent. Luo Jiayu, Chu Yu’s classmate of eight years and childhood friend, raises an eyebrow: “…” What’s my blockhead childhood friend doing here too? - [Both leads transmigrate into a book] [Center-of-attention, sharp-tongued top × gloomy, socially anxious fun-lover bottom] - Please add my upcoming story, "They Didn’t Tell Me He Was a COS0 Before Our Contract Marriage"~ Here’s the blurb: - When Sui Ziyu’s parents told him he was to marry the youngest son of the Jian family, he had just pressed a gun to his target’s temple. That night, he hid his gun, changed out of his bloodstained shirt, and went to meet the young omega rumored to be the most beautiful and gentle person in the entire city, the one no alpha could ever forget after meeting. “Three rules,” Sui Ziyu said bluntly, without even looking at the other man. “We sleep in separate rooms after we’re married. You’ll use suppressants during your heat. You’ll accept that I spend nights away from home. If you can agree to that, we’ll get the marriage license.” The young man sitting opposite him had a pair of tender, peach-blossom eyes, their corners curved slightly. He looked both obedient and beautiful. Calmly, he handed over a ring box. “All right.” Sui Ziyu had used those three outrageous conditions to turn away countless omegas. Somehow, he ended up signing a marriage contract with this one without quite knowing how. - Life after their whirlwind marriage was as calm as still water. Whenever he came home, his beautiful, capable new spouse would have a late-night snack ready and greet him with a sweet smile. He never ate it. Jian Sili thoughtfully took care of all the housework, handled the relatives at banquets for him, and made him breakfast and lunch every day. Sui Ziyu ignored it all and remained cold. One night, a heavy rainstorm left him stranded at the office with no way to get a car. When he went outside, he saw his new spouse standing beneath the eaves with an umbrella, his shirt soaked through by the rain. The doll-like young man was shivering, his face pale and his lips trembling. His beautiful eyes were clouded with tears as he looked at Sui Ziyu, his eyes red and his voice choked with sobs. “Could you please look up and see me?” Sui Ziyu couldn’t help pulling him into his arms and running a hand through his hair. - Something went wrong with his latest mission. The target had hired another professional for protection. His opponent was an alpha with a bloodthirsty reputation, a notorious lunatic in the business whose victims could fill a mountain. Sui Ziyu didn’t dare make a reckless move and spent a long time preparing. On the day of the assassination, the other man kicked away his gun. Sui Ziyu stabbed him in the shoulder, but his opponent pinned him against a railing, roughly yanked his head back by the hair, and sniffed him. Sui Ziyu heard a muffled laugh. Then the man bit through the gland at the back of his neck. He was forced to wear suppressants for a month and didn’t dare go home to face questions from his new spouse. - The day Sui Ziyu learned the truth, someone had tied his wrists to the headboard with a necktie. The man bent over him and stroked his hair with a tender touch and a crazed look in his eyes. Sui Ziyu gritted out two words: “You lunatic.” The man on top of him curled the corners of his eyes, his voice intimate and teasing: “I picked out the shampoo you used that day, darling.”