Probably because he’d figured out the three major weapons–the red dancing shoes, roses, and mirror–Wu Jin was very rampant on the way back!
He only settled down a little when they arrived at the door to the training room.
Inside, Yu Chu looked relieved when he saw Wu Jin appear, while Caesar went to greet them without reservation.
Everyone, including the AI director, had been waiting for them.
Wu Jin’s gaze swept through the crowd.
The King of Hearts, disguised as September, mixed lazily with the crowd of trainees. He didn’t seem to have made friends with anyone, and it appeared that both the King of Hearts and his potential allies didn’t plan to show up for the 60 into 12 round.
Wu Jin thought it over quickly. Compared with his fierceness during the 100 to 60 round, the King of Hearts was practically eligible to run for peace ambassador of the survival show now. Was the King of Hearts in an alliance? What was the next step in his strategy––
Wu Jin and Wei Shi had formed an alliance.
Wei Shi’s fighting ability must have become a big hidden danger.
So, the first thing that K needed to do was break up their alliance.
On the training room stage, the AI director smiled and gestured to Wu Jin, the <Red Dancing Shoes> c-position, “Since everyone is here, let’s start learning today’s dance steps.”
Wu Jin came back to his senses.
60 into 12 wasn’t just about PVP. There was also the PVE story plotline with the mobius ring. Instead of distinguishing who K’s teammates were and who the King of Hearts had replaced, it was better to trust his unshakeable allies.
Wei Shi, Caesar, and Yu Chu, who hadn’t been separated from Caesar for more than three minutes at a time.
In order to climb up to a high rank, having four people was already enough now they knew the rules.
On the wooden floor of the training room, Wu Jin quickly put on the red rubber shoes that represented the c-position, like a sacrifice meant for the female lead.
The dance steps for <Red Dancing Shoes> were quite simple, and it wasn’t even as difficult as the QTE (quick response events) of the survival show. The players just had to dance around a pair of bloody, broken legs in the middle of the stage, holding hands as they danced foolishly. The actions for the c-position were slightly more complicated––
He needed to take the woman’s arm and turn two around twice.
Wu Jin only glanced at it and instantly understood.
Back one step, forward one step, a side step, turn, then a diagonal step.
When it was his turn to perform, Wu Jin deliberately reduced his control over his body, acting the way he had when he’d first come into contact with ballroom dancing.
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Yu Chu tried his best to wink and gesture at Wu Jin: Dance badly, dance badly! You’re exposing your identity, hey! Hello!
Wu Jin was so flustered that his dance moves became more disorderly and chaotic. Everyone was relieved and shifted their suspicious gazes away. In the following half an hour of rehearsal, Wu Jin’s expression was unbearable, but the little sister ghost didn’t float down for a visit. It was likely that the average dancing skill in the training room was too low, and she’d already died of shame and indignation.
On the other hand, Wu Jin was able to take a look at the female lead’s choreography.
It was quite interesting.
The dance steps designed for Karen in the script were neat and impersonal, like variations of the Irish jig and wooden tap dancing from Andersen’s era. The bright red dancing shoes jumped up and down, legs tapping and rotating flexibly.
Even though the little sister had no legs.
Wu Jin finally went over the choreography in detail twice. In a trance, he felt like he’d gone back to his period as a trainee in his simulated memories. It was a period of time from ‘Wu Jín’ when he’d just joined the boy group. He’d danced in his teammates’ stead until 4AM, then received a phone call saying that the female lead in the MV had been switched to a new entry level little girl who had no experience with singing and dancing. So, he’d hung up the phone and started working on the female lead’s dance.
Wu Jin had danced the female part in dances before.
However, this kind of thing couldn’t be told to the big boss! That man had a particular hobby––
Training was over.
The director kindly called out to Wu Jin. In the last part of the current episode recording, contestants needed to participate in individual tutoring with the female lead one after another.
Starting from the c-position, Leica, each player who finished the tutoring and came out would call the next player to go in.
The crowd exploded. The contestants who’d originally been envious and sad because they hadn’t been able to snatch the c-position no longer envied Wu Jin. Wu Jin was simply the heroic person who was suffering first for the sake of the entire group!
Wang Shu also asked Wu Jin in a low voice, “Do you need help?”
Wu Jin shook his head decisively.
Half a minute later, Wu Jin entered the interview room.
There was a floor mirror at the base of the wall of the interview room.
At 40 seconds, the big boss opened the door and threw a second mirror to Wu Jin. Wu Jin happily accepted it and dashed over to the wall, imagining himself as a heavy shield soldier from the middle ages.
Silver Mirror Shield of Righteousness. Lvl 99 Light Reflection Defender, Wu Jin––
The ceiling burst open!
Karen dropped down from the sky. The bitterness in her eyes was very real.
Wu Jin abruptly narrowed his eyes.
Karen had feet.
The bloody stumps where the legs had originally been cut off seemed to have grown blood and bone once again. An unnatural arc extended from her knees to the ankles, and it seemed that she only needed her toe to insert her feet into the red dancing shoes once again.
The trainees that she’d devoured had finally become her new flesh, bone, and blood.
Karen abruptly made her move!
Wu Jin didn’t retreat. Instead, he went forward. The powerful shield made from the huge dressing room mirror hit Karen, causing the girl’s pupils to widen. Her long, rank hair rose up with the strong wind––
Time seemed to stretch out in slow motion.
In the narrow confines of the interview room, the dance music for <Red Dancing Shoes> rang out melodiously.
The Scottish bagpipes had a loud, clear timbre, like a girl dancing with red shoes. Then, the insidious sound of the waterphone joined in, the hollow, echoing tones floating through the room!
The female ghost broke away fiercely and retreated to the side. She turned and stepped sideways, her bloody fingertips brushing past Wu Jin’s elbow as he held up the mirror shield. Wu Jin wasn’t affected at all, his right foot sliding back, lifting up the mirror to smash it against the ghost!
The two figures had a ferocious exchange amidst the harsh music. The ghost’s arm was on Wu Jin’s shoulder, and Wu Jin’s shield holding hand was at an angle that seemed as though he was lifting her waist. However, the two people on the dance floor only wished that the other party would disappear immediately.
Wu Jin’s gaze was extremely focused.
He was looking at Karen’s eerily pale cheeks, noting the very slight difference in the skin color behind her ears, under the flying hair. The difference in the two skin tones was so subtle that it was just one or two shades off. If one didn’t take a close look at it, perhaps even senior makeup artists wouldn’t be able to distinguish the difference.
In the entire Crosson Show, other than the genetically modified people, it was very likely that only Wu Jin and Thin Fire, who were sensitive to stage makeup, would notice.
At this time, the dressing mirror was very close to the ghost, and behind her was the mirror that was set into the wall. Karen quickly pulled away, but a crack suddenly appeared in the floor mirror against the wall!
Karen’s pupils that had been so enlarged that they’d squeezed out the whites of her eyes, suddenly shifted slyly.
The ghost girl’s arm reached out, and a thin silk thread fell from the ceiling. The bloody ghost girl disappeared through the ceiling again, leaving only a slit. It was as though she wanted to watch and appreciate Wu Jin’s ‘death’.
After the cracks appeared in the floor mirror that was leaning against the wall, the gray mirror finally revealed the figure of a new ghost.
The magnificent Queen had finally arrived.
She may have come for Karen, but trainee ‘Leica’ was a decent pre-dinner dessert–-
Wu Jin was standing in front of the floor mirror.
On one side of the mirror was the youth who’d just gone through a vicious fight.
On the other side was the ruthless queen. Equally bloody fingers with sharp nails suddenly drilled out of the mirror, aiming straight at Wu Jin’s heart, wanting to gouge it out––
Wu Jin suddenly reached out and held her hand.
The youth’s hand was hot and enthusiastic, like in anticipation of his first dance partner at the ball.
The Queen’s face twisted abruptly!
The mirror began to ripple from the cracks outwards. The Queen’s wrist contracted suddenly, and the part of her hand that had touched Wu Jin burned and blackened as the tender flesh suffered a curse––
Wu Jin opened up his hand.
Two rose petals lay in the palm of his hand.
The mirror restrained Karen, and roses suppressed the Queen.
All of his conjectures had been verified at this moment.
Wu Jin could even confirm.
That, if he wanted to forcibly pull the Queen out of the mirror now, he would definitely be able to do so.
However, the game shouldn’t end so early.
People who knew the rules would enjoy the game. Those who had been cheated out of the rules would be tortured by the game. This time, he had switched places with the King of Hearts.
A few minutes later.
Wu Jin gasped as he came out to open the door.
Like a little, Leica-sized rabbit who’d just been abused.
The AI director raised his eyebrows in interest. He was obviously surprised that Wu Jin had made it out alive, “Alright, so who did the female lead indicate would go next?”
The AI was asking Wu Jin.
Wu Jin nodded.
The mirror in the room was shattered all over the floor, and he’d put away the roses. He looked at the King of Hearts who was in the distance.
“Trainee September.”