CSGM - Chapter 143
Chapter 143: The Two Teachers
What was going on?
The moment everyone saw “Voting has ended” displayed on the public screen, they were all completely baffled!
Baffled and shocked. Some people even took out their phones, stubbornly trying to scan the code anyway.
But the prompt that appeared after scanning was: [The voting period has ended. Thank you for your participation!]
Damn it. So the building’s network had crashed, but the scanning activity hadn’t stopped.
Had the production team’s event just proceeded in its own dark and twisted way?
Everyone immediately started clamoring, asking what was going on. It was only after the production team received the feedback from outside that they realized they had overlooked such a detail.
To say it was an oversight might not be entirely accurate. The production team had been quite certain that since no one could vote and the network crash was affecting everyone equally, and since no one could see the QR code image anymore, it didn't really matter whether they closed the voting channel or not.
They had been sitting in the control room, completely unconcerned.
So what happened?
How did Ren Zhi, with two votes, surpass everyone else’s zero votes and get elected as the head mentor?
Wait, who cast those votes?
Even the Director was confused. He thought the votes were the result of some bizarre bug and had a technician check the database to see the details of the votes cast for Ren Zhi.
The check revealed that one mentor had voted, and their vote had a weight of x2, resulting in two votes.
The mentor’s ID was verified. The voter was Chu Xi.
The moment they saw it was Chu Xi, the production team members exchanged glances, a shared intuition telling them this was not a simple matter.
But this voting result definitely couldn't stand. Otherwise, it would be a complete “one-woman show” by Chu Xi.
This Chu Xi was interesting. Why didn’t she vote for herself? Why vote for Ren Zhi?
The production team reset the voting activity and had to go apologize to Chu Xi personally-
Sorry, the vote you just cast by yourself can’t be counted!
In response, Chu Xi was very calm, as if she had expected it.
She nodded. “Got it. Okay.”
But after the bizarre result was announced, everyone-the production team, the audience, the trainees, and even the other mentors-was extremely curious. How did Chu Xi manage to cast her vote?
Could she be a secret master hacker who had infiltrated the show’s system?
Just as everyone gathered around to ask about it, the host, Xiao Qi, noticed something. His jaw dropped, and with a twitch of his lips, he picked a folded piece of paper out of the trash can-
“You don’t have to ask. I think I know.” He held up the page torn from a notebook that Chu Xi had thrown away, his expression one of disbelief as he brought it over.
Xiao Qi looked at Chu Xi. “Xixi, this-this can’t be…”
Everyone glanced at the paper in his hand, and most of them felt their pupils shrink at first sight.
How could there be such a realistically drawn QR code?
They also thought: This can’t be…
Chu Xi said nonchalantly, “Yep. The QR code for Teacher Ren’s vote. I drew it just now.”
Zhang Jiayang, who was always known for his politeness, couldn’t help but subconsciously curse, “Holy shit!”
Zhou Gai’s eyes darted back and forth between the paper and Chu Xi. He pointed at the paper, as if needing absolute confirmation.
“Xixi, your two votes just now… you cast them for Teacher Ren using this?”
Li Xiling, on the other hand, was shocked in a way that felt almost routine. She covered her forehead with her hand and paced around a few times to calm her nerves.
Fine. Although she knew this was probably just standard procedure for Chu Xi, her standard procedures were getting more and more impressive.
Chu Xi nodded. Roll and a few bold trainees who had come over to see the commotion all exclaimed:
“Teacher Chu, are you even human?”
“That’s insane! F- (Suddenly remembering she was on a show, she held back), my mentor is actually on this level!”
Some trainees were both stunned and felt a little flattered.
Chu Xi just chuckled and looked at them.
“What level? If I didn’t have some skills, how could I teach you?”
After accepting the reality of what had just happened, Zhou Gai wandered around for a moment before coming over to Chu Xi and giving her a thumbs-up.
“Awesome, Xixi. I didn’t expect you to be even more real than us rappers. You said you’d vote for Teacher Ren, and you voted for Teacher Ren.”
As Zhou Gai said this, his expression was a mix of wry amusement and admiration. This person wasn’t just real, she was ridiculously awesome.
The Director repeatedly emphasized that this little incident had to be included in the main broadcast of an episode. It absolutely had to be aired!
This was a topic! This was a highlight! This was Chu Xi’s own unique variety show sense! It would be a waste of the talent they hired not to broadcast it!
Who else in the entertainment industry could pull off something like voting with a hand-drawn QR code?
On Idol Training Camp, besides training in vocals, dance, and deportment, the one hundred trainees also had to attend cultural classes every day.
Chu Xi was solely responsible for the cultural classes. The content they studied was divided into two parts: public basic knowledge and composition.
The public basic knowledge was meant to improve the trainees’ cultural literacy, precisely aligning with new national policies to avoid sending artists who were morally unfit, attention-seeking, or overly eager for quick success into the entertainment industry.
The composition class was to enrich the trainees’ sense of language, preventing them from engaging in brainless, laughable, and shallow dialogues in future interviews.
The public basic knowledge covered topics such as current affairs, law, economics, technology, national conditions, general knowledge, graphical reasoning, and logical mathematics.
The one hundred trainees exclaimed: If they failed to debut and their careers flopped, they could just go take the civil service exam!
But in class, Chu Xi mercilessly shot them down with a laugh.
“The civil service exam now requires at least a junior college diploma. Do you have one?”
“…” Some of the trainees who had graduated from vocational or junior high school fell silent, an arrow piercing their knees.
They had discovered that talking to Teacher Chu was very easy. Her greatest strength was her directness.
But sometimes it was easy to get hurt, because her greatest weakness was also her directness.
Jin Yuan was responsible for comforting their wounded souls from the back, smiling as she said, “Don’t mind her! Look at how handsome and beautiful you all are. You can clearly make a living with your looks, so you don’t have to rely on talent!”
After the cultural class ended, there were always trainees with big question marks over their heads who wanted to ask Chu Xi about the most difficult permutation and combination problems after class.
But in the blink of an eye, Teacher Chu would disappear???
The students from the cultural class searched all over the building and even sent out a call for help in the trainee group chat. Soon, the chat was flooded with “complaints.”
【The moment your class ended, Teacher Chu came to rehearsal room 203. /[facepalm]】
【LMAO, you don’t know yet? Teacher Chu always ends class on the dot and runs faster than any of us. If you want to find her, you can only go to Teacher Ren’s rehearsal room. /[laughing through tears]】
【Usually when you can’t find Teacher Chu, it’s more reliable to just find out where Teacher Ren is, hahahaha.】
…
After the trainees’ group chat buzzed for a while, the trainees who had just finished training in rehearsal room 203 and were taking a break also joined the chat.
【I think Teacher Ren is already very strict… and Teacher Chu comes by to inspect from time to time during every class. The pressure is immense…】
【I suspect Teacher Chu’s weakness is singing and dancing. She’s always coming to Teacher Ren’s class to observe. She watches Teacher Ren more intently than we do.】
【Teacher Chu’s perfume smelled really nice today. I saw Teacher Ren leaning in to smell it often, too.】
…
Three days later.
Someone actually picked up the topic from three days ago.
【Teacher Chu’s perfume smelled really nice today. I saw Teacher Ren leaning in to smell it often, too. [Three days ago]】
Reply: 【I think they shared perfume. The two teachers smelled the same today. /[blush]】
【Today I saw Teacher Ren pat the back of Teacher Chu’s head by the sea. The force was just right, enough to daze but not injure. /[blush] But Teacher Chu seemed really happy about it.】
【Honestly, I often suspect that we’re the third wheels here…】
【I also heard that before the production team booked this place, it was a honeymoon spot for a lot of ** (ahem) couples… /[daze]/[daze]】
They always felt that the way Teacher Chu and Teacher Ren looked at each other, and their interactions, were not entirely innocent.
But they had no proof, so they didn’t dare say anything.
At the end of her first seven days working on Idol Training Camp, Chu Xi checked her accumulated IQ. It was just so-so-
“Host’s IQ Pool Balance: 210.”
In these seven days, she had increased the one hundred trainees’ IQ by a total of 182 points.
For the old Chu Xi, this rate of progress would definitely be considered too slow and too little.
But for the current Chu Xi, who greased the soles of her feet and bolted the moment class ended, never dragging it out, it was just right.
Before, a trainee had quietly complained in the student group chat: 【I have a reasonable suspicion that Teacher Chu’s dismissal of class is an earthquake escape drill. /[smile]】
Now, they would only say: 【Hey everyone in 203, Teacher Chu is coming to patrol the rehearsal room again. /[clever]】
【A lesson learned through blood and tears: never stare at Teacher Ren with a lovestruck expression while she’s practicing her dance. Teacher Chu caught me yesterday, and today in class, she called on me for every difficult question. She’s trying to kill me. /[facepalm]】
【Hahahahahahaha!! @xxx No wonder you were getting scolded all day today!】
Only when Chu Xi had some free time did she leisurely open the System’s redemption mall, preparing to exchange for a talent.
Even the System had noticed that its host was paying less and less attention to it lately.
Before, she would browse its mall the moment she earned any IQ. Now, who knew how long it would be before she was willing to spare it a glance.
The System didn’t dare say anything to her, it could only complain internally: When you first met that top-tier star, I told you to be wary of getting addicted to her beauty! And you said you wouldn’t!
You duplicitous host!
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