From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

- Alright, it's getting pretty boring.

-It's the same thing over and over again. I feel like there have been three copies of Jayden Chou by

now.

- And there's only been nine performers. You know that it's serious. When are people going to realize that you can't just copy someone and expect to be praised for it?

- Well, we are in the middle of the show, so people are bound to be tired.

- Yeah, I'm getting tired, yet I'm just lying in my bed.

- The next performer needs to liven things up. The ninth performer was such a bore to watch.

The Jade Music Festival was now halfway through, and EVE was about to head to the stage.

The other performers and staff members were surprised by the group's outfits and make-up as they passed by them.

The members of ELEV8, who had finished their performance, was joined with the other performers in the middle of the tent, where the large TV was perked up.

"What's on your mind, Miss Angel?" her manager asked as she looked to be agitated.

"Who were those artists we met a while ago?" she asked. "By the door?"

The manager's eyebrows raised in surprise, wondering why the big artist was curious about the foreign artists.

"EVE, I think?" he asked. "I've heard their name before, but I'm not too familiar with their music. They're a K-pop group. I'm guessing that they're going to sing their own songs."

"Hmm," Angel hummed, her mind flashing to the time when she made eye contact with the handsome idol.

"One of the guys seems familiar," she muttered.

Her manager was surprised. "Have you seen one of them before?"

Angel quickly shook her head, making his assistant even more confused.

"Just his aura," she said. "I felt his aura."

"Well," his manager muttered. "You've met a lot of people in your long career. People are bound to have the same aura."

Angel clicked her tongue since she really felt she had met one of the guys a long time ago! Then, she looked around her tent, looking for something.

"I don't have a television here?" she asked. "I want to watch their performance."

Her assistant scratched the back of his head.

"I should have requested one," he said. "I think they're going to perform next. I heard from those outside."

"You can watch on my phone if you want," he offered, bringing out his phone from his pocket.

Angel shook her head and stood from her seat. "No, it's alright," she said. "You know that my eyesight is really bad. I need to watch on the large television outside."

Her manager frowned. "Are you sure about that? There would be smaller artists out there."

Angel shrugged and placed her jacket over her stage outfit. "Yeah," she said. "I've been in their position before too."

Her manager sighed and nodded in defeat. In the end, he accompanied her to the common area, making the other artists shocked.

"It's Angel Zhang!"

"What is she doing here?"

"She's going to watch with us."

The members of ELEV8 turned to the beautiful lady with wide eyes. As artists from the same industry, they admired Angel Zhang a lot, so they wanted to get close to her.

However, that was nearly impossible with her aura. It made her untouchable.

They believed that only one person was able to compete with her aura-Jayden Chou.

It was perfect timing, as Jayden went out of his own tent and saw Angel.

The two of them stopped for a moment to greet each other with a friendly hug. The others turned silent as they were graced by the two powerful icons of their generation.

Their aura multiplied, and that made the once chaotic room peaceful.

"You're here, too?" Angel asked as she broke away from their hug.

Jayden chuckled and nodded. "Yeah," he said. "It's stuffy in my tent. I needed to get some fresh air."

Angel shook her head in amusement. "It's not any better here, though."

"Eh," Jayden shrugged. "But, you're here. You also want to watch the show?"

Angel wordlessly nodded. Then, the two of them sat on empty seats and focused their attention on the large screen in front of them.

The chatter gradually became louder, too, especially since the ninth performer didn't give them something worth watching for.

Just then, David and Dave came back to the stage, capturing their attention once more as they introduced the next artist.

"That was an inspiring stage!" Dave exclaimed; however, most of them knew that he didn't really mean it.

"Indeed," David agreed. "In a blink of an eye, we've arrived to the midway of the show. Who knew that time would go by so fast?"

"I know, right?" Dave chimed. "Well, these next performers are going to give us something new once more."

Just then, huge props came from the side, surprising them.

Two tall cherry blossom-like trees were perched at the side, creating a beautiful image.

The audience was also perplexed, wondering who was going to perform on the stage. Robbie frowned in confusion. "They've arranged those?" he muttered.

-Who's the next performer again?

- The cherry blossoms are beautiful! How did they make it so that the petals could also fall?

- Well, they leaked the artists' arrangement. A group named EVE is next.

- Omo. EVE? The guys that were seen in the airport?

- I don't know them.

- I heard some of their songs when I went to Korea. Almost every store played them.

- Well, I still don't know them.

-They're one of the victims of the Jade Music Festival!

"Well, it seems like our next performers prepared a lot for their stage," Dave chuckled.

"Truly," David said. "I'm getting more curious about what they're going to show."

"Well, there's no need for other introductions. A popular group hailing from Korea, we have

none other than-EVE!" the two of them exclaimed.

There were some pity cheers from the crowd-one that came from their supporters who traveled to Beijing just to watch their favorite idols.

The lights turned off along with the LED screen behind them, so the crowd couldn't see what

the group looked like.

However, they could see their silhouettes, and it appeared like they were wearing flowy

gowns.

Then, the lights finally turned on, illuminating the eight members of EVE.

"They're wearing Yishangs?"