From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

Mei sighed as she looked at her teammates. They were somehow able to distribute their parts, with Mina equally dividing them to the two subteams.

Mei's team was grateful for the equal opportunities, yet at the same time, they felt like the parts that were given to them could only be pulled off by those on the first team.

Mei pursed her lips as she looked at her lines. She was the subvocalist with the least amount of lines, yet somehow, they were all challenging to sing.

Their main vocalist, Yeri, was also struggling to sing her lines because of her limited range.

When Mina chose 'Fly High, Butterfly' as their song, she already had specific people to sing the specific parts in mind. However, with the announcement that they were going to perform in two separate teams, Mina had to split the killing parts, which she felt suited the members of her subteam more.

In the end, they practiced individually and decided to call it a night.

With the cameramen turning off their cameras, Mei decided to stay behind.

One old cameraman looked back at her in inquiry.

"Are you not going?" he asked, noting that it was already late.

Mei shook her head. "You can leave, sir. I'll be here for a while."

The cameramen recognized the pretty trainee and asked, "Wait, is your voice okay now?"

Mei nodded. "Yeah, it's fine now."

"Hmm," the cameramen hummed. "Don't work too hard. You'll lose your voice again."

Mei once again nodded while the cameraman smiled.

Then, he decided to leave a small camera in the corner of the room without Mei's awareness.

With that, Mei continued practicing her lines and the song's dance.

'You're not going to be an idol at this point.'

'Did you even work hard?'

Amira's words echoed in the back of her mind as she stared at herself in the mirror.

She was aware that she lacked talent more than others.

She knew that she loved K-Pop based on what her parents had told her. However, after the accident, she suddenly felt like she wanted to pursue the life of being an idol.

She realized it a bit late, so there was a lot of catching up to do.

Because of this, she decided to stay late to learn her lines and the dance in advance.

Mei practiced inside the room for what seemed like forever, and before she knew it, it was already past midnight.

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise since she didn't realize it was so late.

"I need to get some rest," she muttered, wiping her sweat with a small towel before leaving the practice room, still oblivious to the fact that she was being recorded.

She closed the door and walked back to her room. However, before that could happen, a dark figure suddenly appeared right before Mei.

Her heart jumped, but she didn't show it.

Instead, she stepped back and bowed, ready to leave since she couldn't be bothered to speak with strange men.

However, this strange man seemed to be adamant about talking to Mei as he held onto her wrist.

Mei's eyes widened, and she immediately pulled away and glared at the strange man.

He was wearing a hood, so she wasn't able to see him completely. However, as Mei looked more closely, she finally recognized who the strange man was.

Her frown deepened.

"Lin Zhi?" she asked.

Lin Zhi's eyes brightened when he mentioned his name.

"You remember me?" he asked.

Mei slowly nodded, finding him weird. She took another step back, but Lin Zhi followed her every move. She even went as far as brisk walking, but Lin Zhi caught up to her in no time.

"Wait. I mean no harm," he said in a suspicious voice.

Mei's eyes narrowed at the corner of the room before turning back around with crossed arms.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to calm herself down.

"Goodness," Lin Zhi smiled. "You did get prettier the last time I saw you."

"The last time you saw me?" Mei asked.

"Why yes," Lin Zhi chuckled. "The first time I saw you was when you were still a minor. I was young back then, too, though. So, you don't have to worry about that."

"A minor? You've known me since I was a child? The heck? That's so weird," she bluntly said.

Lin Zhi paused for a while, then a frown graced his face.

"Yes," Lin Zhi said after a while. "When you were younger, we've met. Don't tell me that you've forgotten. I'll be hurt if you do," he pouted, causing a shiver of disgust to run down Mei's spine.

"No," Mei deadpanned. "I know you because I've seen you on the show and on the news."

"I never recalled seeing you when I was young. My parents don't let me meet weird people," she said.

"Your parents?" Lin Zhi asked in surprise. "Your parents are dead."

Mei couldn't help but scoff. "Stop making stuff up. I don't know why you came here and decided to pester me, but you must dead."

Mei couldn't help but scoff. "Stop making stuff up. I don't know have gotten the wrong person."

"I don't know you on a personal level, and I honestly don't have any plans on doing so. With that, let me go back to my room since I still have to practice for our first live performances early in the morning."

"I'm sure you know since you've been on the show," Mei coldly said before preparing to leave.

However, Lin Zhi wasn't going to let her.

"You're Mei Ling, right? Mei Ling!" he exclaimed.

Mei froze since he mentioned her complete first name. She didn't divulge it on the show or on her social media pages, so it was weird how he knew it.

"I'm right," Lin Zhi chuckled. "You're his sister. We've been looking for you everywhere."

Lin Zhi held onto her arm once more, his grip tightening, making her flinch. However, it appeared like he didn't even care.

"You need to pay for what your brother had done. You must have seen the briefcase, right? You must know where it is!" he exclaimed, his voice soft yet manic.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Mei exclaimed. However, she felt an instant pain in her head as soon as Lin Zhi mentioned her non-existent brother.

"You know! You're the only one who knows," he said through gritted teeth.

Mei's headache increased in intensity, so she knew she had to do something quick.

With that, she lifted her hand and removed the hood from his head.

"There," Mei said, pointing behind him.

Lin Zhi's eyes widened with the thought of being caught. So, he turned around without any hesitation.

Then, he frowned when he saw that no one was there.

He scoffed and shook his head; however, he froze once again when he saw a CCTV camera pointing directly at the two of them.

Lin Zhi couldn't help but feel amazed when he realized that Mei Ling had lured him specifically to this place.

Just then, he felt a sharp pain in his spine, causing his knees to buckle to the ground.

"Crap," he muttered. That hurt like hell! Mei Ling might deny it all she can, but she was definitely Jun Hao's sister!

Lin Zhi continued clutching his back before turning around to reprimand the pretty girl.

However, Mei was looking at him with more resentment.

"Don't talk to me again, freak."