Idol Chapter 51

The situation was quickly investigated and clarified.

There were a total of five guys present, two of whom were pre-debut trainees, and the other three were newly recruited practice trainees.

The higher-ups at SPF were cunning in their actions. Even if they were clear as a mirror in their hearts, they wouldn’t force anyone to give them evidence that could be used against them. They didn’t want to create trouble for Huo Ren once they left by tarnishing his reputation.

Among the five people, there must have been at least one with ill intentions. However, whether they were indirectly instructed or simply foolish and easily deceived, the company didn’t have the time or energy to investigate further.

All of them were quietly dealt with, released from their contracts in batches, and secretly monitored for six months regarding their interactions with other entertainment companies.

The entertainment industry has been thriving in recent years, and the concept of creating stars, which used to be vague three or four years ago, has become more prevalent. With more and more overnight sensations, it has attracted more capital ready to share the profits.

Huo Ren finally became more alert.

He used to be an overly wild person, but after spending over two years on the Eden-like seventeenth floor, he had almost forgotten about the dangers of reality.

Fortunately, he had many protectors around him.

After this incident, Uncle Jiang directly led a team to re-investigate the backgrounds of all the lower-level personnel and implemented triple inspections on food and drinks.

The concert date was approaching.

The venue and stage had been mostly set up, and the staff took them through the process repeatedly, familiarizing them with the choreography and the interactive parts of the stage.

Huo Ren was in the backstage area applying sunscreen when he suddenly saw an elegant and glamorous woman enter.

She exuded confidence and refinement, walking with grace. She was dressed in an ivory-white, floor-length jumpsuit by Valentino, giving no indication of her age.

“It’s President Cheng,” the small stage manager next to Huo Ren quickly said. “She’s so busy, yet she came in person?”

Huo Ren snapped out of his daze and walked up to greet her. “Auntie, hello.”

“You must be Huo Huo, I’ve seen you in the videos,” President Cheng took the chicken soup from her secretary’s arms and smiled, “I’ve cooked something for you to nourish your body. Later, you can have a bowl too.”

Uncle Jiang happened to come over to find Huo Ren and his expression became somewhat restrained when he recognized the person. “President Cheng, it’s been a while.”

The marriage between Long Bi and his wife was not only a partnership of two powerful individuals but also a deep mutual understanding between the two.

Although they had three children and three dogs in their marriage, it didn’t hinder either of them from striving for success in their careers. Their relationship remained sweet and affectionate.

Most of the other members’ parents were busy with work or settled abroad, rarely visiting them once or twice a year. The Long family, on the other hand, was warm and welcoming. They even remembered to give Huo Ren the juniper-flavored gin that he liked.

“Allow me to escort you there.”

“Thank you.”

The three of them walked towards the center stage again, where the sound system was so noisy that it made conversation difficult.

Uncle Jiang briefly explained the schedule for the next two years, while Huo Ren kept an eye on the situation from the stage.

Chi Ji and Xie Lianyun were resting on the bench on the east side, while Bo Jue stood alone on the lifting platform, still adjusting to the height.

During the performance of the song “Make A Wish,” three people were supposed to stand in the center of the lifting platform for stage effects, while also dancing on the unprotected platform with the dance troupe below.

“Four, two, three, four!”

Wei Jie, along with the dance troupe, shouted the street beat. Suddenly, Bo Jue made a misstep and then lost his footing, falling down!

“Bo Jue!”

“Stop!”

Long Jia and Huo Ren rushed over simultaneously, but Huo Ren had to climb more than ten floors of stairs, while Long Jia, with astonishing explosiveness, forcibly rushed over to become a human cushion, perfectly cushioning Bo Jue’s fall.

“Bo Jue, are you hurt?!”

“Long Jia, are you okay?!”

Bo Jue was momentarily stunned by the sudden fall. He originally thought it would be painful for a long time after falling from a height of over two meters but landing on Long Jia’s back caused no harm at all.

He quickly regained his senses and hurriedly got up from Long Jia’s back. He reached out to help him up but was afraid that he might have fractured a bone.

“Long Jia? Long Jia? Where does it hurt? The doctor is here, just bear with it!”

Long Jia didn’t suffer any fractures, but he was forcefully slammed to the ground. His waist and legs were covered in bruises.

The accompanying doctor ran over and first checked for fractures, injuries, and other damages. Then, he helped Long Jia sit down and applied medicine to his legs.

When President Cheng saw her son getting injured, her face turned pale. She went over to help massage his arms and legs with concern.

“Mom, why are you here?”

“I brought you pig stomach soup,” President Cheng sighed in relief after confirming that her son was fine. “Luckily, you have thick flesh to withstand the impact. If Xiao Jue had broken his leg, it would have been even more painful.”

“Who is the biological child here in the end?” Long Jia was still in pain but couldn’t help but tease. Since he saw Bo Jue holding a hot towel awkwardly standing nearby, he didn’t want him to feel more guilty. “It’s okay, I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”

Huo Ren, fearing a repeat of the sandbag incident from earlier, immediately went to check if someone had tampered with the lifting platform after ensuring the safety of his teammates.

The nearby staff were flustered, saying, “It’s not that we didn’t maintain it properly. You saw it with your own eyes…”

Long Jia was surrounded by the medical team, his teammates, and his mother, while Bo Jue had no choice but to approach Huo Ren with a hot towel in his hands.

“Captain, it was my mistake in the dance,” he said softly. “I didn’t expect him to rush over.”

Huo Ren carefully checked if he was injured and confirmed, “No slipping? No external factors?”

Bo Jue nodded awkwardly. “That’s right.”

He was a bit afraid of heights, and halfway through his jump, he happened to see President Cheng coming with the soup, which suddenly caused a mental lapse.

Who would have thought that Long Jia would rush over several meters in a second to act as a human sandbag? Now there was no way for him to repay the favor.

President Cheng had a tolerant and peaceful temperament. After seeing her son finish three bowls of soup without turning red or skipping a beat, she playfully tapped his head.

“Leave some for your younger brothers! Show some restraint!”

“Manager Jiang, I’ll leave first. You’ve worked hard too.” She picked up her bag and checked the time. “There’s another meeting later.”

Uncle Jiang didn’t dare to stop her from feeding these kids pig stomach soup that had a layer of oil floating on top and was filled with seasoning. He personally saw her off from the stadium before returning.

The people surrounding Long Jia inside the venue had dispersed, and only then did Bo Jue bring another hot towel and silently squat down beside him, wiping his wrists and knees.

“They’re clean now.” Long Jia bent down and helped Bo Jue gather his long hair. “The platform was a bit high. I’ll ask Uncle Jiang if we can lower it and forgo the cloud decoration.”

“I’m not scared anymore.” Bo Jue said firmly.

He didn’t expect himself to say those words, and both of them were momentarily stunned.

“Why aren’t you scared?”

“I just am not scared anymore.” Bo Jue repeated with a serious face as if he were making a promise to Long Jia. “I won’t even be afraid of bungee jumping in the future. Trust me.”

He couldn’t express the guilt and gratitude in his heart. At this moment, it seemed as if he were lecturing someone.

Long Jia understood Bo Jue’s personality and looked down at him with a smile. “Teacher Bo is really worried about me.”

“Are you in pain?” Bo Jue averted his gaze and refused to continue the conversation. His tone was still somewhat anxious. “Could there be internal organ damage? Should we go to the hospital for an X-ray?”

“Bo Jue, at that time, the platform was just descending, and the height was less than 1.7 meters.” Long Jia turned his body slightly and let the team doctor come over to apply Yunnan Baiyao.

As soon as the medicated spray was applied, his forehead started sweating from the pain, yet he still smiled.

“It’s okay. You’re so light that falling on me is like landing on cotton.”

Bo Jue tightly held his wrist and furrowed his brow. “Are you an idiot?”

Huo Ren had originally wanted to confirm with them again and stood not too far away. He happened to overhear the whole conversation and felt that something was a bit strange.

Uncle Jiang had given him a bowl of pig stomach soup, and obediently, he sat next to them, drinking it slowly without disturbing the two brothers’ conversation.

… Probably because Bo-ge rarely scolds people, there’s still a feeling of closeness.

Long Jia was indeed resistant to injuries and resilient. His bruises healed two or three times faster than normal people. In just a couple of days, he was back to dancing and even more enthusiastic than the others.

As the concert approached its final three days, everyone entered a state of preparation.

Ordering takeout for the team strictly prohibited the words “shrimp” and “bun.” It was said to be a local superstition to prevent the lights and screens from going out or malfunctioning.

The six of them initiated a self-imposed vocal rest to protect their vocal cords during the 48-hour countdown. All communication was done through gestures and ballpoint pens.

Sometimes, when Huo Ren and Xiao Chi couldn’t find paper, they used gestures to ask for a tissue. Xie Lianyun swiftly wrote two lines of text on the tissue: “Long Jia, they’re asking to borrow your underwear.”

Huo Ren: “!!!!!”

Long Jia calmly pushed the tissue box towards the rest of the members, giving a thumbs-up with an “I understand” expression.

Bo Jue rolled his eyes on the spot.

In the final six hours, all the guests arrived one after another.

Qi Lin had his hair dyed blue, looking like a trendy young man from Taikoo Li.

The members of Corona all wore three gold and three silver accessories, causing their clothes to jingle as they walked.

“These are the earphones. I personally checked each and every one of them,” Uncle Jiang felt like he had turned into a nagging mother. For the past two years, he had been hovering around these little brats. “Remember the emergency gestures? Use them if anything happens, and I’ll coordinate with the team.”

The six members, now mute, nodded quietly.

“Speak up!” Uncle Jiang shouted angrily. “Don’t act like fools in the last ten minutes!”

“We know!”

The audience outside the venue had already started to enter, and the buzzing voices were like the chaotic night wind before torrential rain.

The sound system quickly came alive, playing their music videos and concert trailers.

“All departments, get ready.”

“Lights confirmed, microphones confirmed, tracks confirmed.”

“Five.”

“Four.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

The six of them closed their eyes in perfect sync in the darkness, waiting for the mechanism to elevate them to the highest point amidst explosive music.

When they sat on the crown, appearing at the end of the sky, the entire arena erupted with excitement.

Layers of vivid red, silver, and white lights greeted them like a coronation. The boys sat within the sparkling gem-encrusted crown, gently opening their eyes with faint smiles.

At this moment, the night sky belonged to them, and all the stars and gemstones belonged to them.

Screams swept through like wildfire, and the sound of rolling glass beads filled the venue. The prelude, so familiar to tens of thousands of people, finally arrived with resounding drumbeats.

Huo Ren leaned against the center of the crown, slowly straightening up with a smile the moment the camera focused on him.

His face was broadcasted in real-time on the four 4K high-definition screens. His dark eyes and deep red earrings shimmered, and the diamonds on the silver antlers sparkled in the darkness.

“I’m your corona.”

At the moment his low murmuring voice sounded, countless people stood on tiptoes, raised their hands, and shouted their names with all their strength.

The dazzling crown hung ten meters above, so far yet so close, as if it were the perfect dream worth pursuing for everyone.

“At this moment, my eyes only see you—”

Tens of thousands of people shouted at the top of their lungs, “The stubborn and pure love you have for me!”

“Not even the storm in the dark night of the mountains can—”

Girls and boys, with tears streaming down their faces, sang along, “Can’t shake my heart’s desire to see you!”

The crown descended to the center stage, becoming a secondary platform. The six boys took light steps forward, their voices and gazes filled with strength.

Screams, roars, and whistles blended together, creating a strange harmony amidst the chaotic music.

Everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs, “Corona, I love you!”

The boys turned their backs to each other and began dancing in sync. At this moment, they couldn’t see their teammates’ movements, but the six of them seemed to be born as close as siblings, sharing a soul. Even the angle at which they looked up at the sky was the same.

“—Waiting for your command!”

All the support lightsticks in the audience lit up, and the sparkling crown’s golden lights connected into a sea of light. In the summer night breeze, everyone who deeply loved them held it up to the highest point.

The circular arena suddenly transformed into a golden planet floating in the city. The sound waves made everyone forget about everything mundane as if they were immersed in the halo.

“I… am… your—”

Without hesitation, they handed the microphone to the audience.

At this moment, everyone was screaming with tears, “The one and only Crown!!!”

After the opening song ended, the six of them lined up and bowed neatly.

No matter what they said, as long as someone spoke, the screams from the audience wouldn’t stop.

Huo Ren stood in the center, leading the entire group to greet and express gratitude, thanking them for accompanying and taking care of them all the way.

He had stood in this position many times during rehearsals, and every time, he would imagine whose expressions he would see.

But now, Huo Ren realized that they were the ones being illuminated by all the lights around the venue.

They stood at the highest and most dazzling position, looking up, all they could see was an endless and dazzling light.

The program proceeded smoothly and swiftly, going from one song to another in an unbelievable manner.

Chi Ji was soft, cute, and gentle. Before his solo performance, he introduced the program, but as he spoke, his face started blushing.

“Um, so… this is a song that I really like.” The boy smiled shyly, and the silver powder on his lashes seemed like a mist. “Sorry, I’m a bit nervous.”

“You can be even more nervous!!!”

The fans in the audience exploded with excitement, shouting, “Xiao Chi is so adorable, ahhh, I’m dying. He blushed live on stage, ahhh!”

“Xiao Chi, what a contrast in image! Wait a moment, when he starts dancing, it will definitely be irresistible. Mom, you can’t let him wear so little!!!”

Xie Lianyun’s solo performance had a rotating platform, and he graciously stepped onto a crystal-clear, transparent triangular piano.

“Yo.”

The fans in the audience, both Yun Duo and Bo He, went crazy. “Dueling pianos!! Dueling pianos!! We want to see dueling pianos!!!”

The two fandoms didn’t really know each other, but at this moment, they surprisingly shared the same desire.

“Can’t fight.” Xie Lianyun waved his hand and said, “This piano is too expensive, I’m afraid it will break.”

“We… will… buy it for you!!”

Huo Ren stood on the side, watching their solo performances. He followed the stage cues from his earpiece and inner process chart, maintaining an incredible calmness.

After this program, the six of them would regroup and start singing “Fourteen Sonnets” together.

Suddenly, his abdomen twitched with pain.

Huo Ren had only consumed two meal replacement shakes today to ensure the smooth progress of the concert, and he had been very restrained in drinking water after midnight.

He furrowed his brow slightly but didn’t dwell on it.

Soon, Xie Lianyun’s improvised performance ended, and the six of them dispersed again on the two-tiered stage, singing together amidst the swirling bubbles.

“The eyes in the sky sometimes shine too intensely, their radiant golden beauty often obscured.”

The sharp pain tightened once again.

Huo Ren hadn’t expected it to resurface. He almost missed the high note when he lost focus.

“But your eternal summer will never wither—”

Chi Ji seamlessly harmonized with him, while Xie Lianyun skillfully guided the melody away from the high range, stealing a glance at him from an angle.

“Even death is powerless,” Huo Ren took a deep breath without showing any trace and raised his voice to continue, “when you exist in immortal poetry alongside the passage of time…”

The pain started spreading from his stomach, convulsing to the point where he almost wanted to crouch down immediately.

He forced himself to hit all the notes correctly, bowing down in a slight bend.

This was an emergency signal.

A signal light would turn red in ten seconds, inconspicuous amidst the dazzling lights.

“Next, we will introduce tonight’s special guest, Feng Jin!” Long Jia signaled the cue, saying, “Where is the applause—”

People didn’t expect to see another diva tonight, and the atmosphere unexpectedly reached a small peak as darkness descended.

The six of them descended from the left and right platforms in the dark, and the screams erupted as Feng Jin made a stunning entrance in the midst of the mist.

Uncle Jiang was already waiting by the elevator. “What’s wrong with you?”

“My stomach hurts.” Huo Ren endured it for four minutes and had already assessed the symptoms. “It’s gastrointestinal spasms. Irregular sleep and diet during this period.”

The doctor didn’t need to ask anymore. She quickly handed him painkillers and a cup of warm water.

“Rest for a song’s length,” Uncle Jiang had prepared three contingency plans in advance, calmly directing like a director. “Bo Jue, go up and play the violin, then move the lucky fan draw segment forward. Long Jia, speak a bit slower—-both of you make sure to give Huo Huo at least ten minutes.”

“Fifteen minutes,” Bo Jue responded without hesitation. “I’ll coordinate with him.”

Long Jia nodded in agreement. “I’ll interact more with the fans. Huo Huo, if you’re in pain, lie down for a while.”

Huo Ren didn’t even have a chance to object. He was suddenly pressed and massaged on the stomach by the team doctor.

The team doctor was a woman in her fifties, wearing a mask with a calm expression. “You’re under too much mental stress. From now on, make sure to eat on time and take care of yourself.”

Huo Ren didn’t expect her hand to come straight to his abdomen. He instinctively tried to get up. “No need—”

“Just rubbing these two acupoints will guarantee improvement. Do you want to listen to yourself or listen to me? You still have to sing for nearly an hour later.”

Huo Ren forced himself to lie back down, his pain causing him to groan.

He had an extreme fear of pain, and his body was highly sensitive. Even a slight touch on his stomach made him instinctively want to curl up.

Uncle Jiang walked over with a walkie-talkie. “It’s just a minor issue. Don’t panic.”

He didn’t scold him or add more pressure. Instead, he appeared calm, as if they were just playing around.

After three minutes, all the negative sensations completely disappeared, and the pain vanished.

“Don’t rush to sing. Join Long Jia and the others for the fan draw first,” Uncle Jiang glanced at his watch and continued adjusting the flow. “Notify the fire department that it will be from one hour and forty minutes to two hours. You’ll endure until tomorrow after taking the medicine, so don’t worry.”

“Okay.” Huo Ren quickly bowed before stepping onto the rising platform. “Sorry for the trouble.”

Uncle Jiang smiled and glanced at him. “You look pretty cool today.”

The fans didn’t notice any problems at all. They were having a great time throughout the entire performance.

Bo Jue was bowing his head and playing the violin as the silver ribbons and balloons floating in the air, his cascading black hair falling on his shoulders like the wings of a black swan.

The melodic music was deep and slow, with mist curling and swirling around him, creating a dreamlike and serene atmosphere.

He played the classical version of “Fourteen Sonnets,” and everyone in the audience remained standing, shoulder to shoulder, swaying and singing together.

Long Jia stood on the east platform, gently watching him. He turned to Xie Lianyun and said, “Xiao Bo looks so handsome.”

Xie Lianyun replied casually, “I have ten boxes of eye drops if he needs more.”

When Huo Ren went back on stage again, he immediately made a safety gesture to everyone.

Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

During the concert, in the middle of their performance, “corona” started trending as the number one topic.

And it was a triple explosion.

#CoronaLiveSuperExplosive#

#CrownPrinceSuperCuteBabyFace#

#CoronaTheOneAndOnlyCrownedConcert#

#XieLianyunMustHaveBeenRaisedOnRecords#

#LinJiuGuangWhiteLilyAwardNominee#

The frontline gem sisters were multitasking at the speed of light, listening to the songs, taking photos, and editing them as if each person had eighteen hands.

Chi Ji’s high notes in the small video of him hitting the high notes were privately recorded with better audio quality than the official version. The captain’s golden hair and divine appearance didn’t even need any photo editing or lighting adjustments to instantly reach tens of thousands of shares and become a hit. The synchronized knife dance they performed as a group was all about creating sharp lines with German Zwilling J.A. Henckels knives!

“My babies are having a concert, and they’re performing so well. I’m so touched, sobbing again—”

“I must get tickets next year. I really want to see the captain in person. I’ll melt on the spot if he performs for me!!”

“Thank you for the impromptu singing, it’s so damn good! Put it in the new album and let me listen to it ten thousand times!”

The boys were oblivious to the waves of praise and adoration flooding the internet. They were sitting on a rose-colored cloud, waving and singing with smiles.

The glitter and sweat on their necks and foreheads had long merged into an indistinguishable mixture, but the fervor in their eyes burned hotter than the sea of golden lights surrounding them.

The night covered the colors of the robotic arms, and the crowd, like a sea, surged and chased the floating heavy clouds, raising their hands high, wanting to embrace and pursue them.

At the highest point, the wind was harsh and the mist cold, even a glance would make an ordinary person’s heart tremble.

But at this moment, the boys were gazing into the distance fearlessly, sitting on the top of the clouds, smiling without a trace of fear.

They had already transformed into the most radiant beam of light.

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Author’s Note:
I haven’t been feeling well these past few days, so I took a day off. I’m sorry, sorry. The first 300 people who commented on this chapter will receive red envelopes, and I’ll find time today to update the RPG story next door. Love you all! TUT

I heard that the comment section will be open today, looking forward to it w
If it’s really open, those waiting for updates can catch up on the previous chapters, haha, they’re all fun.