After the performance costumes were arranged, Team Yellow began their grueling dance practice again...

Why talk about death...? Because the entire dance is either about twisting and shaking your hips, or preparing to twist and shake your hips.

The girls practiced so hard they almost suffered a herniated disc.

The only one who could actually laugh was probably Yu Jianing.

Xiao Ning: "Huh? Is this dance difficult? It's just a few moves, right? I think it's pretty simple~"

Everyone: "She's so annoying, I really want to slap her!"

It was evening by then.

Both the red and yellow teams had the same pose when leaving the dance studio: covering their waists.

Don't ask why, it's because of dancing.

They gazed at each other, feeling a sense of mutual respect even though they would be rivals next week...

Red Team: "Hey sis, you got eliminated too?"

Team Yellow: "Hmm!"

...

Yu Jianing was the same as always; she started taking off her clothes as soon as she got back to her room.

Then Jellyball followed behind her to tidy up and changed her into suitable pajamas.

System: "I might be a mother figure..."

"Sizzle sizzle~ Little Lemon."

As soon as the first one lay down on the bed, two little heads peeked out from the doorway.

It's Song Xitong and An Wanhe.

"Hmm?" Jia Ning looked at them, and the two of them, each carrying a small backpack, slipped into her room.

I still closed the door behind me, like a thief.

P.S.: As long as she's not alone in the room, the door can be closed.

"Xiao Ning, you haven't gone to eat, have you?" Xi Tong put her schoolbag on the table and took out various snacks and drinks from it. Wan He did the same thing.

"you?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Xi Tong slipped to the door again, opened it a crack to peek outside, and only relaxed when she saw no one was there.

“My family secretly brought these in. I only wanted some weird-flavored candies, but I didn’t expect them to bring so many.”

"I can't finish it all by myself, and it'll spoil easily, so I'm asking you two to help me finish it off!"

"???"

"Is this even possible?" Yu Jianing was full of questions, because according to the original owner's memories... wasn't this program very strict?

"Of course, as a member of the Song family, it's not unreasonable for me to have my own channels, is it?"

"Ugh... Damn capitalism..."

And so, the three of them sat around a small table, eating and chatting, though Yu Jianing barely touched her food.

Because Song Xitong loves sour food so much! So all of these things are sour! You'd think the food was spoiled if you didn't know better!

"Jia Ning, why aren't you eating?" Wan He asked curiously.

"It's okay, you guys eat..." Jia Ning said awkwardly, drinking the only normal beverage.

"Xiao Ning, what you drank is alcohol. Although the alcohol content is not high, drinking too much will still make you dizzy."

Xi Tong chewed on her cake and gave a reminder.

"It's alright, I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk~"

...

Just as everyone was enjoying their meal, the door was suddenly opened.

"Jia Ning, what are you all doing tomorrow?!"

Jiang Lianyin had just exclaimed in surprise when Xi Tong, quick as a flash, stuffed a cake into her mouth.

He then pulled her into the room and closed the door, the whole action done in one smooth motion, giving her no chance to react.

"Now I'm giving you two choices: either sit down and eat with us, or wait until we finish eating before you leave!"

Song Xitong held the wine bottle and mimicked Xiao Ning's mischievous grin as she spoke.

"What the hell?! Is your major human trafficking? Your moves are way too practiced! I just wanted to talk to my teammates about tomorrow's dance progress! You guys..."

As she spoke, she sat down and ate with them.

Those who understand the times are wise, and Lianyin happens to be that kind of person.

What was originally a three-person sneaky meal turned into a four-person operation with her joining in.

After chatting for a while, they quickly became friends.

What they didn't notice was that... Yu Jianing's feet were already surrounded by piles of wine bottles.

"This purple one looks pretty good, let's try it! Glug glug~"

"This yellow one looks pretty good too, tug-tug~"

"Hmm? This red one, tug-tug~"

...

"Lianyin, you're so funny! Let's have a drink!" Xitong said happily, then reached for her wine bottle.

"Where's my wine? It's all gone!"

“Mine too!” An Wanhe and Jiang Lianyin said in unison.

The three were somewhat bewildered, but soon a bad feeling swept over them.

"Xiao Ning...you didn't drink all the wine, did you...?"

They turned around stiffly. At that moment, Yu Jianing was leaning back in her chair with her legs crossed, her toes hooked on her slippers, swaying back and forth.

"Hmm..." Xiao Ning squinted her eyes, her face flushed.

The empty wine bottle was tossed about idly in her hand.

"Xiao Ning... are you alright?" Wan He walked towards her with concern.

"It's nothing... I was thinking about something..." Jia Ning looked up at her seriously:

"The essence of feeling bored is that your soul is an empty shell, so your consciousness flows to desires. Therefore, many people choose to get together with friends when they are bored."

"But then what? You'll still feel bored?"

"Does that mean we can conclude that life is meaningless and that living itself is boring?"

“Uh, what kind of question is that... is it a philosophical one…” Xi Tong and Lian Yin also gathered around.

"No, I'm thinking about it very seriously." Yu Jianing looked at the wine bottle in her hand and continued:

"If a person's soul is not an empty shell, but rather quite full and has reached the level of self-actualization, would she feel bored?"

"If so, does that prove what I just said—that life is meaningless and life itself is boring?"

"If not, what does she do when we're bored? Who can prove that what she does isn't boring?"

"If life is boring, then can all our current actions be understood as the product of consciousness flowing towards desire?"

"Then we are driven by desire... um~"

Before Yu Jianing could finish speaking, the three of them covered her mouth together:

"Stop talking, stop talking! The child is already stunned!"

I've seen people get drunk and act crazy, and I've seen people get drunk and just sleep soundly without waking up...

I've never seen anyone drink too much and start contemplating philosophical questions.

The point is, if you're going to think about it, then think about it! But don't say it out loud! We're just kids! We can't understand anything!

"Hmm... I haven't finished... Bored desires can control us, and crime itself is an uncontrollable desire, then..."

"Bang!"

"Xi Tong, why did you knock Jia Ning unconscious!" Wan He looked at her in surprise.

"Otherwise, what would I do, kiss her on the lips?" Song Xitong put away her fist, and then heard the other person say shyly:

"Is it possible? It seems... it's not impossible..."

"???"

The sneaky eating incident ended in a comical way. The group carried Yu Jianing back to bed, cleaned up the mess, and left.

Of course, they didn't close the door. Although they didn't know why Xiao Ning didn't close the door when she slept, they respected her habit.

Besides, the production crew is safe and nothing will happen, so let's just keep it running.