4.

The initial stage evaluations were complete and the dust had settled. Class A consisted of only seven contestants, including Mi Xi and Sang Wang, while the remaining contestants were scattered across Classes B through F. Just as their tense nerves relaxed for a moment, the director's voice rang out again over the PA system, announcing the next stage.

Assign dormitory.

Pictures of dormitory environments appeared on the big screen, with conditions varying greatly, from comfortable and spacious double rooms to slightly crowded eight-person rooms.

"The dormitories will be divided into two-person, four-person, six-person, and eight-person rooms," the director explained. "The rules for room assignment are: contestants from Classes A, B, C, D, and F will be mixed into teams of ten. Since there are only 149 contestants on site, one team will have 11 people. You will compete in games as teams, and you will select your preferred dormitory type based on your ranking!"

When the rules were announced, there was an uproar at the scene!

Mixed-class teams? Gaming competitions? This means that even the strongest players might not necessarily get the best dorms, so luck, teamwork, and game strategy become crucial! This undoubtedly adds a huge amount of interest and uncertainty to the show.

Teams were quickly formed through a drawing of lots. Coincidentally, Mi Xi, Sang Wang, the trainee who was Mi Xi's little fan, and several strong players from Classes B and C were assigned to the same team. This team, which appeared strong on paper, instantly became a target of vigilance for the other teams.

Just as the teams were gearing up for the game challenge, a commotion suddenly erupted at the studio entrance. Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene.

A figure walked in slowly against the light.

The man, dressed in a low-key yet undeniably luxurious fashion brand, stood tall and straight, his demeanor distinct. As he stepped fully into the light, everyone gasped. His appearance was instantly recognizable, a blend of youthful charm and high-fashion sensibility. His features were delicate, yet his gaze held a certain distance and indifference.

Fog.

This name immediately popped up in the minds of many people present.

A star from the top overseas entertainment company AXIS, he debuted in Korea at the age of 17 and reached the pinnacle of his career. Over the past three years, every song he's released has been a hit, sweeping across mainland China and abroad. More importantly, behind him stands Pei Yu, the legendary AXIS president who, at just 23, took charge of a vast entertainment empire.

Moreover, Wuyou has been together with Pei Yu since he was 18 years old, and announced it officially at the age of 19. After their relationship was made public, his fan base increased instead of decreased, and the whole network was joking that he "controlled the young boss perfectly."

If there was a "royal family" among the contestants, Wuyou was the universally acknowledged leader. His arrival even made the mentors smile politely.

The director seemed to have just remembered and quickly added, "Oh, yes, our last contestant, Wuyou from AXIS, has just arrived due to a flight delay. He will join... um, Team 10, which will have exactly 11 members."

Wuyou's expression remained calm, as if he were accustomed to the scene before him. He gave a subtle nod to his instructor and director, a greeting, then walked straight to his assigned team and stood still. His arrival instantly transformed the team's aura, like a stabilizing force.

"Oh my god... the royal family has arrived."

"Now it's going to be fun. Mi Xi and Wu You, the two devils are not on the same team. Are they going to have a fight?"

"It feels like the battle for the dormitory is about to turn into a fight between gods..."

The whispering sounded again.

Mi Xi also noticed Wu You. Their eyes met briefly in mid-air, no sparks flying, more like a calm, knowing glance. Wu You's gaze lingered for a moment on Mi Xi's pink hair and striking features, and he raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.

Ji Ye, who was standing in front of the backstage surveillance screen, narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth in an ambiguous arc when he saw Wu You appear.

Pei Yu from AXIS…sent all his little ancestors here? It seems the waters are getting muddier and muddier.

Okay.

Ji Ye's gaze fell back on the surveillance footage of Mi Xi's team, focusing on the pink-haired boy who still glowed even when standing in the crowd.

Xiaoyuer, what would you do when facing such an opponent?

This competition, which extends from the stage to the dormitory, becomes more confusing and interesting because of Wuyou's unexpected joining and the new rules of the game.

At the director's command, the fun and challenging dormitory battle officially begins! All alliances, strategies, and reversals will be played out at this moment.

————

Wuyou's appearance was like a huge rock dropped into an already turbulent lake, stirring up ripples. He stood quietly at the end of the tenth team, yet he had become the focus of the entire audience.

As he got closer, he could see more clearly the face that countless fans called "a god descended from heaven." His skin was cold and pale, and his features were as delicate as if meticulously carved by a craftsman. Together, they strangely exuded a dangerous aura that said, "Keep away from strangers." However, in stark contrast to the aloofness surrounding him were his eyes—

They were not the enchanting fox eyes that everyone imagined, but a pair of natural, tearful eyes with slightly drooping corners.

Even when he wasn't smiling, his eyes always looked three parts innocent, four parts aggrieved, as if on the verge of tears. They inexplicably tendered people, easily dissolving the distance he deliberately cultivated. Danger and vulnerability, two distinct qualities intertwined in him, forming a unique allure that made one want to explore.

Sure enough, before the game even started, this "royal family member" showed his unique personality.

The director announced the first game, "Team Relay Dribbling on a Massage Mat," which required running barefoot across an uneven acupressure mat. Each team was nervously discussing their order of appearance. The captain of Team 10, a boy from Class B, cautiously approached Wuyou and tentatively asked, "Teacher Wuyou, which one do you think would be the most appropriate number to go on?"

Wuyou crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, glanced at the captain with tearful eyes, and said with a natural, self-righteous arrogance: "Humph, I don't want to be the first one to go. The acupressure mat looks so painful!"

His voice was clear with a soft ending. He was obviously complaining and rejecting, but it sounded like he was acting coquettishly.

Captain: “…” Teammates: “…”

Everyone's inner thoughts: Where's the cool and dangerous look? This style is wrong!

The captain patiently discussed it in a gentle voice, "Then... you're second? Or when do you think it's best to get into shape?"

Wuyou frowned, staring at the densely packed acupressure pads as if they were some kind of torture device, and muttered reluctantly, "...Then, let's do the last one." He paused, then added softly, as if trying to justify himself, "The finale, understand?"

The look of being a little scared but trying to maintain a proud demeanor, coupled with the pair of tearful eyes that looked like they were wronged, instantly hit the cute spots of many people at the scene.

"Pfft——" Someone in the team next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wuyou immediately glared at him, but unfortunately, with his eyes, it had no deterrent effect at all. Instead, he looked more like a bluffing, angry fox.

Mi Xi's team also noticed the commotion. The intern who was Mi Xi's little fan covered her mouth and whispered to her, "Oh my god, Teacher Mi Xi, he looks like that... spoiled little master. So cute!"

Mi Xi looked at Wu You's duplicitous expression, her lips curling slightly, but she remained silent. Indeed, unlike the rumored "royal family" who relied on their background to bully others, this Wu You was more like a well-protected, naive little fox who tried hard to act powerful...

The game officially began, with fierce competition between the teams, and screams and laughter echoing one after another. When it was Wuyou's turn, he reluctantly took off his shoes and socks, revealing his white feet. He stood at the edge of the acupressure mat, his expression as if he was ready to die.

As soon as the whistle sounded, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He ran just two steps when he let out an "Ah!", his facial features wrinkled together, and his speed slowed down instantly. He breathed softly while running, and his tearful eyes were watery, looking extremely pitiful.

"Hahaha!" Now even the instructors could hear uncontrollable laughter.

But he actually persevered, and although his speed was not fast, he still managed to dribble the ball to the end point. The moment he arrived, he immediately jumped off the acupressure mat, stood on one foot, rubbed his red sole, and hummed in dissatisfaction.

His teammates wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so they quickly surrounded him.

In front of the backstage monitoring screen, Ji Ye looked at Wu You's embarrassing expression on the screen, sneered, took out his phone, and skillfully found a number marked "Pei Pa Pi" and sent a message:

[Your little fox's acting skills have deteriorated, but he's become more and more skilled at playing pitiful.]

Almost an instant reply.

[Pei Bapi:? His feet are red?]

[Ji Ye:...]

[Ji Ye: Get lost. Is this the point?]

Ji Ye put away his phone and returned his gaze to the pink-haired boy on the screen, Mi Xi, who remained handsome even while rubbing his feet. Compared to that pretentious little fox, his poisonous mermaid was indeed more interesting.