4D Wasn't Useless After All?

In two days, he couldn't learn to sing or dance.

Wu Biao had specifically consulted Si Di. For a complete amateur like him, there was no way he could perfectly master a singing-and-dancing stage performance in such a short time.

Rather than waste energy and time gambling on luck, it would be better to just take it easy and lower the difficulty.

No matter how advanced the performance was, if he messed it up, it would all be for nothing.

No matter how mediocre the performance was, if he did it well, he could still earn points.

That was what Wu Biao thought.

Si Di: Heh heh, just what I wanted.

After consulting professional teachers, Wu Biao ultimately chose a children's song for him called Baby, Baby.

The cheerful music played throughout the recording hall in immersive surround sound, without a single dead spot.

Wearing a headset mic, Si Di placed his hands on his hips and alternated tapping his feet forward in time with the music.

Um...

The other trainees were completely dumbfounded.

Why had this show suddenly taken such a strange turn?

The previous stages had all been cool, flashy, domineering boy-group idol performances. Why had it suddenly turned into a children's channel?

Si Di, on the other hand, remained perfectly calm as he gave up struggling and counted the beats in his head.

At the right moment, he stretched out one little paw, then the other.

Curling his fingers, he scratched at the air like a mischievous little tiger.

Such childish movements did not look out of place on Si Di at all.

His skin was fair, the loose strands of hair over his forehead looked natural, and his black eyes brimmed with youthful vitality.

With just a little acting cute.

He looked exactly like a wild little milk tiger that had just turned one month old.

"Two little tigers love to dance, little bunnies obediently pull radishes."

"I learn to walk with little ducklings; childhood is the most beautiful gift."

[Fuck, 4D is acting cute!]

[He was fierce as hell when he fought Qin Wei. Why is he so adorable now?]

[Such a sweet, obedient baby. What am I supposed to do if I'm about to become a fan... [Sigh][Sigh]]

[He's cute, sure, but this has absolutely nothing to do with a boy group. Si Di was being sarcastic to Producer Qin just now. If the mentors don't tear him apart later, I'll write Fang Fang's name backward!]

[First Yuan Yuan, then Fang Fang. Will the next one be Bian Bian?]

Children's songs had relatively simple melodies, neither too high nor too low. Si Di had not practiced much, but he still sang it with ease onstage.

After the other trainees finished singing and dancing, they would freeze in place for an ending pose.

To highlight how hard they had performed and prove they had not slacked off, they also had to add a little panting at the right moments.

By contrast, Si Di was calm and composed, his expression unchanged.

He steadied his headset mic and bowed calmly. "Thank you to all the mentors for patiently watching this performance, which had very little technical content. Time was tight, and I didn't have time to prepare much. I know I was pretty terrible, so please criticize me as much as you want. Don't go easy on me."

As soon as he said that, vocal mentor Sun San laughed. "Why do I feel like you're looking forward to us criticizing you?"

Si Di lightly raised a brow. "What matters is knowing one's own limits. Every one of you is an authority in your respective professional field. If a performance as lousy as mine gets praised, people outside will question your ability and judgment too."

His voice was not loud, but his words were sharp.

Si Di's meaning was obvious. He wanted to be the "chosen one" eliminated on the first day.

And by putting himself down, he was also threatening the mentors: if they did not criticize him, netizens would call them blind.

Sun San said nothing, but the blond-haired guy in the middle section of the pyramid behind him muttered sinisterly:

"If he knows he's so untalented, he still dares to embarrass himself onstage. If I were him, I'd have dug a hole and buried myself already. What kind of trash performance was that?"

Lu Chen still held a grudge after Si Di had snapped at him.

He only dared to make snide remarks because they were far apart.

The next second, Yu Ning, the soft little bun seated in the bottom row, snorted.

"What the hell do you know? The dance may be simple, but its potential is limitless. Si Di danced the same kind of dance kindergarteners do, but he did it well!"

Si Di was a hedgehog; nobody could afford to provoke him.

But Yu Ning was soft and sweet, like an easy target.

Lu Chen bullied the weak and feared the strong. He turned around and shot him a vicious glare.

"You say I don't understand? So you understand? If you're really that professional, why are you competing in a boy-group survival show? Why don't you become a mentor?"

"You!"

Yu Ning was not good at arguing. He glared at Lu Chen angrily and gave a forceful snort.

"Whether I'm capable or not, at least I don't talk badly about people behind their backs. Lu Chen, just wait. When Si Di comes back later, I'll tell him every single word you just said."

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed.

Everyone around them was watching him. To save face, he could only stiffen his neck and stubbornly retort, "What does Si Di have to do with you? You're defending him so hard. Are you his dog or something?"

"You! Lu Chen, you have no manners!"

Not knowing how to curse people out was such a disadvantage.

Yu Ning was so angry that his face turned red.

Lu Chen rolled his eyes, smug with triumph. "Hmph, just wait and see. Your master is about to get blasted by the mentors. Forget anyone else—Producer Qin will eliminate him directly."

The moment he finished speaking.

Dance mentor Qian Er, who had been staring at Si Di for several seconds, suddenly picked up his microphone.

"Si Di, your performance just now was indeed simple. Objectively speaking, it may not even have reached beginner level. Even so, I still think you have a lot of room to improve."

"No matter how simple the dance is, if you want to perform it smoothly and beautifully, your body coordination has to be up to standard. And just now, you did several broken-down wave movements. I can tell that your body flexibility is pretty good too."

"How about this? Follow me through a few movements."

Qian Er stood up and first performed a wave traveling from his left hand to his right.

Professional dancers really were impressive. Even such a simple, basic movement looked both soft and powerful when he did it, like ocean waves—silent, yet surging with force.

Si Di simply followed along and did it once.

Qian Er then did a body wave.

Si Di first pressed a hand to his chest and tried it out.

A wave placed relatively high demands on the body. First, the waist had to be flexible. The undulations from the neck to the shoulders had to progress gradually, making the body seem boneless and supple like a little snake.

Once he got the force behind it, Si Di copied the movement in full.

Though it was his first time doing it, he performed it incredibly smoothly!

His palm slid down from his neck. Wherever it moved, that part of his body lightly pushed forward—his chest, waist, lower abdomen. One perfect wave unfolded before their eyes!

Si Di unconsciously bit his lower lip.

His sex appeal was off the charts!

[Fuck! 4D isn't useless after all!? He actually seduced me!]

[Oh my god, oh my god, that lip bite is way too hot. I can't take it anymore. I'll lean on the wall for a while first. Si Di, don't bite your lip—bite me!]

[His learning ability is way too strong! Don't think these are just two beginner moves. Coordination and force are both incredibly difficult to control!]

[I just tried doing it myself in front of a mirror. All I can say now is, if Si Di didn't secretly practice, then he definitely has some talent for dancing.]

The entire venue fell silent.

Dance mentor Qian Er's eyes were full of delight. Unable to stop himself, he leaned closer to Qin Wei, moved away from the microphone, and whispered:

"Old Qin, is this really the little shrew who fought with you? Why do I feel like he's become a completely different person?"

Qin Wei silently stared at Si Di, who was effortlessly seductive onstage.

A trace of doubt flashed through his narrow eyes.

That lunatic actually had this side to him too!

What the hell!