An Unconventional Boy Band

November 26 Free Read

You transmigrated into the body of a member of a boy group that had debuted two years ago and was on the rise.

The bad news was that there were loads of songs and dances you needed to learn. The good news was that the group members barely knew one another. Even though you all lived under the same roof, no one noticed that one of their teammates had a different person inside.

Thinking back on your experience as a fan before you transmigrated, along with all the singing lessons you had taken since childhood, you felt that being a good idol shouldn't be all that difficult.

So you worked diligently, doing your best to keep up with your teammates, taking your fan-service seriously and working hard to win fans over. You did your job as an idol and tried your best to shine.

Until you saw the rap specialist, who showered fans with all kinds of fan-service in public, getting cozy in private with yet another girl he'd picked up that month. You also saw the leader, who marketed himself as someone willing to sacrifice everything for his teammates, competing with them for resources behind their backs.

The next time you were speechless at a teammate slacking off, you turned your head and saw the group's main dancer working hard to nail the choreography.

You thought you'd finally found a breath of fresh air in this filthy boy group. Then you heard him say something deranged: "I don't care what kind of ear-piercing noise those girls down there make when they see you. You'd better finish this move today, even if you have to dance until your legs break onstage."

Right. Now you understood why none of them had noticed that their teammate had a different person inside. So this was just a purely professional relationship.

Whatever. Standing beneath the spotlights was your dream. Your dream was lifted up by countless pairs of eyes sparkling like stars. That was your good fortune, and your responsibility.

Reader Advisory:

This story features many disgraced idols. Please read with caution.

Please do not associate any of the characters with real-life idols.

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Lou Xiao, formerly a dance blogger and later a looks-focused blogger, initially refused when his company told him he would be sent to compete on an idol survival show.

Come on, he had no great ambitions to begin with. After gaining a hundred thousand followers with a single up-close video, he decisively gave up on dance content, even though dance had been his long-standing dream.

"Have you seen how bad your video stats have been lately? Do you still want to put food on the table?"

After the person in charge gave him a thorough dressing-down (and patiently tried to persuade him), Lou Xiao's protest proved useless. He still had to pack his things and get sent off to Star Pick 101.

Lou Xiao had planned to just go through the motions, make himself known, and then leave. But the moment he stepped onto the stage, the passion he had suppressed for so long was rekindled.

He wanted dazzling lights shining just for him. He wanted the cheers of tens of thousands in the audience to belong to him alone.

He wanted to shine onstage. He wanted to become a star for others and for himself.

* The protagonist is chaotic good, sharp-tongued, has low morals, and loves to give brutally honest opinions.

* No real-life person is involved. Please do not assume this is about anyone in particular.

* The competition format is based on the Produce 101 series.

* If you like other boy group stories, please visit the author's profile.

A similar story: Small Company, But a Top-Tier Star

After five years of training and half a year as a debut candidate, Jiang Zhuo should have been able to debut smoothly alongside the rest of the debut lineup, with the title of all-round ace and star trainee. But right at the final hurdle, someone brought in by the higher-ups took his place. No one knew when the next debut opportunity would come.

Jiang Zhuo argued with the company. After all that arguing, the only answer he got was one word: wait.

Wait for **.

Back in the cramped dorm, Jiang Zhuo was planning to go home, pack up, and become a dance instructor. Then, in an inconspicuous corner, he found a cheap business card someone had once slipped him.

"Hey, kid! You've got great bone structure and a handsome face. Want to come train at our company? We guarantee you'll debut within a year!"

Thinking, "Might as well give it a try," Jiang Zhuo dragged his bags to the entrance of ST Company and knocked on the door.

Except...

This dilapidated practice room, these plain teammates, this honest and simple manager...

Jiang Zhuo's vision went dark. How could none of this seem reliable compared with his old company?

Just as he was about to stumble through his debut and carry the whole group to success...

Wait, how did they win first place? How did they win Best Boy Group? How did they win Best Album?

Wait, how did he become a top-tier star?

Theme: People who betray sincere hearts will have to swallow a thousand needles.