After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 32

All eyes fell on the last group of trainees as the music started playing.

Different from the previous trainees who were affected by nervousness or panic, the boy in the center of the stage wearing a black baseball cap wasn't dominated or controlled by the stage. When he and his teammates stood under the lights, the control shifted to the performers.

The mentors, originally casually standing with their arms crossed, couldn't help but straighten up after seeing the opening. Even though it was just a rehearsal, cameras from all directions were still focused on the trainees on stage. Not only because a portion of this rehearsal would be selected to be broadcasted, but also to let the trainees understand the camera movements and approximate positions in advance, so they wouldn't lose track of the cameras during the actual performance.

This was their first time facing cameras that could move in multiple directions on stage. Many inexperienced trainees, in the recent rehearsal, should have looked at camera A, but instead looked at camera B, resulting in their expressions not being captured smoothly, and the central position ended up not showing their faces properly.

In the recent performance, many trainees, though positioned centrally, lacked presence compared to the lead vocalists or main dancers, with their shining moments overshadowed by their teammates. However, Liao Junchen's team clearly had many strong members. Qin Lu, standing in the center, wasn't overshadowed by his teammates.

Qin Lu, who was always gentle in the impression of everyone, followed the rhythm of the music with casual movements. Even though his facial features under the brim of his hat remained delicate, they also exuded sharpness.

The mentors had never seen Qin Lu like this. Even during practice, Qin Lu didn't shine as brilliantly as he did during the rehearsal, where he emitted a strong aura, even a sense of oppression.

While he was always gentle in daily life, his gaze on stage towards the camera was cold and unrestrained.

"Dia" was a strongly-styled heavy metal dance track, and he was enjoying the music. His checkered jacket swung swiftly with crisp turns, and his black shirt wasn't buttoned up meticulously as usual, with sweat reflecting a faint light on his slender and beautiful collarbones.

Qin Lu was fair-skinned, glowing even brighter under the intense stage lights. His shirt, pure black, contrasted sharply with his fair complexion. The brim of his cap cast a shallow shadow, making it difficult for the audience below to see Qin Lu's expression, but they could see him slightly raising the corners of his lips, emitting a strong but silent hormonal aura, full of aggressiveness, spreading instantly, causing the heartbeats of the viewers facing him to uncontrollably accelerate.

The mentors and trainees, who had been worried that Qin Lu's presence would be suppressed by his teammates, completely dispelled this notion amidst their rapidly increasing heartbeats. They thought Qin Lu was only suitable for wearing a school uniform, but he was more than suitable for wearing a white shirt.

The cameraman was also greatly surprised and moved. In the past, he rarely encountered newcomers with such terrifying talents. Every subtle change in expression was just right, and every gaze seemed to be able to make eye contact through the lens, piercing straight into the heart.

When Qin Lu naturally transferred the focus to his teammates in the center, he would naturally converge some of his sharpness. However, when Qin Lu stood in the center of the stage, no one could overlook him and focus on others.

The mentors had nothing to say about this performance, and their only hidden worry was completely shattered under the absolute impact.

At the same time, the "opposing group" watching this rehearsal from the stage couldn't entertain any illusions anymore, hoping for that one in a million chance to become their opponents.