Chapter 129 The Third Order Release 1.0

The third ranking announcement, which was also the last elimination before the final night, came very quickly.

There was neither a meet-and-greet after the first public performance nor any special plan after the second public performance, as if the production team deliberately wanted to catch the contestants off guard.

As soon as the contestants arrived at the base after completing the recording of the third public stage, they were clearly informed that the recording content early the next morning would be the final ranking release, and the contestants needed to prepare their uniforms in advance.

So after several days of high-intensity "training + formal stage recording", some contestants with lower rankings had to drag their tired bodies to pack their luggage overnight, which was really devilish.

In dormitory 122, Ding Zai was lying on the bed with his legs crossed. He deliberately shouted at Liu Xiu, who was applying a facial mask, "Xiu'er, aren't you packing your luggage in advance this time?"

His tone was full of mischief, and it was obvious that he still remembered the scene of Liu Xiu packing in a mess last time, and was afraid that the other party would not remember the predicament after the release of Ershun.

There were no cameras in the dormitory, so Liu Xiu raised his middle finger and replied without even looking up:

"You're already sleeping on the top bunk, but you still don't behave yourself. Be careful not to fall down and hurt your brain if you show off too much. You'll be drooling when you get better later!"

Although these words were clearly words of concern, they sounded a bit sarcastic when they came out of his mouth.

Anyway, Liu Xiu's mouth is like this, and he can't change it. Ding Zai has gotten used to it, so he turned over and changed the target and continued to make fun of him:

"I'm not saying anything, it's fine for Gu Qi to sit next to Qingyu while she's helping him with his homework, but why are you joining in the fun, Wei Liangchen? Can you even understand the questions? Why are you sitting there for the whole day?"

After washing up, Xie Qingyu was sitting at the long table, concentrating on doing questions, while Gu Qiong was quietly assisting him.

The most surprising thing is that Wei Liangchen, that idiot, also sat beside them to join in the fun, and was watching very seriously with his chin in his hand. It was really strange.

This weird scene made Ding Zai say that he couldn't stand it. He and Wei Ran were the only two people in the dormitory who had some self-awareness and didn't join in the fun.

To be honest, after graduation, Ding's eyes hurt just by looking at such a scene. It was like the nightmare The Shining reappearing!

Wei Liangchen curled his lips and thought, now he doesn't even have the chance to pretend, right?

Back then, his company was serious about creating an image of a top student for him.

However, after his agent discovered that he couldn't even do the simplest four arithmetic operations, the plan was decisively cut short.

I still remember his agent pointing at his handsome face and asking bitterly, "What a waste of such a smart face! Why do you have such a stupid head?"

How could he bear this? He immediately retorted, "If I were really smart, would I have been tricked into joining the company by you using a roasted sweet potato?"

The agent was left speechless by the shock - of course, the other party's mortified look was probably something he had imagined.

He had already accepted his fate of studying. Besides, who said that he had to look at the questions just by sitting here... ahem.

But now that he was being sabotaged in public, how could Wei Liangchen admit defeat?

He stiffened his neck and pointed at the workbook confidently, "Isn't this one obviously English? The one just now is... math! Don't you agree, benefactor?"

After saying that, he stared at Xie Qingyu with burning eyes, his face full of “Say yes! Say yes!!!”

Upon hearing this, Xie Qingyu lowered his head again to confirm carefully, then looked up, a smile spreading across his amber eyes.

Wei Liangchen's heart skipped a beat, and he heard the other party gently add: "We are doing math now."

"What?!" Wei Liangchen stared at the page full of English letters, his CPU about to burn out.

Gu Qi, who was sitting on the other side, calmly and mercilessly added: "The one just now was physical."

Wei Liangchen was completely confused—aren’t those geometric shapes mathematics?!

Damn it! I'm so embarrassed!

He scratched his hair in despair, and amid the laughter that broke out in the dormitory, he jumped back to his bed and buried himself in the quilt like an ostrich.

Not only that, but a muffled voice of defense could be heard through the cotton wool: "The textbook has been revised, understand?! The questions I did back then were not like this at all!"

He was able to express the sense of generation gap even though the age difference was only three or four years.

No one was too lazy to expose the truth, fearing that he would get angry and cause another midnight panic.

Today's recording was really tiring, and everyone wants to rest up and recharge their batteries so they can be in top form for tomorrow's ranking announcement.

Xie Qingyu looked up at the wall clock and saw that the hour hand was almost pointing to twelve o'clock.

He lowered his head to finish the last question, and the tip of his pen lightly moved across the paper.

Tomorrow's recording schedule is heavy, if he doesn't sleep, everyone else will have to sleep too.

"Are you ready to take a break?" Gu Qi asked in a low voice, his eyes sweeping over Xie Qingyu's exercise book and estimating the progress - it would take at most one or two minutes to finish the last question.

To be honest, he didn't actually explain many questions to Xie Qingyu while he was sitting there.

Xie Qingyu is indeed smart and has a good brain. Not only does he understand the ways of the world, but he is also quick to learn.

At the beginning, Xie Qingyu would frequently ask for advice when he took out his exercise book.

Later, the number of questions became fewer and fewer, and I could even summarize the question types myself, and I would never make the same mistake twice.

Gu Yan likes to teach smart students. The ability of them to understand things at once gives him a sense of accomplishment.

If he met someone who just couldn't learn no matter how hard he tried to teach him, he would inevitably feel a little disgusted with him - but Xie Qingyu was an exception.

Actually... he could have asked a few more questions.

Because when Xie Qingyu came to him with the exercise book, her eyes lit up slightly, with a little expression of expectation and dependence, it was really...

Very cute~

Xie Qingyu nodded, lightly paused the tip of his pen on the paper, leaving the last period, and then neatly closed the exercise book.

"Good night." Gu Zheng's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Well, good night." Xie Qingyu responded in the same gentle tone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He turned and walked towards the switch at the door to turn off the lights. Everyone else in the dormitory had already gotten into sleeping position, waiting for the ambient lighting team to arrive.

With a light "pop" sound, darkness instantly enveloped the entire room.

But almost at the same time, a few faint fluorescent lights lit up from different corners——

Some used their phone screens, some turned on the flashlight on its lowest setting, and some even turned on their smartwatches.

These spots of light flickered in the darkness, lighting his way back to bed like fireflies on a summer night.

Xie Qingyu couldn't help but chuckle. These guys were becoming more and more brazen.

He deliberately slowed down his pace and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "It seems that Dormitory 122 needs a surprise inspection to check where these spare phones are hidden..."

Their dormitory can be regarded as the 'hardest hit area' for hiding backup machines!

A few muffled groans of suppressed laughter were heard in the darkness.

When Xie Qingyu finally groped his way back to his bed, the lights went out one by one, as if by appointment. When he lay down, the mattress creaked slightly.

On the ceiling, the light from the base's street lamps shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled shadows.

Xie Qingyu looked at the flickering spots of light, and his eyelids gradually became heavy.

In the last moment before falling asleep, the corners of his mouth still maintained that shallow curve.

——

Early in the morning, a shrill wake-up call suddenly sounded, waking up the entire dormitory.

It turns out that biological clocks are all stage-specific.

During the second public performance, everyone woke up earlier than the other, but now that the show is coming to an end, they all want to stay in bed again.

I don’t know if it’s a change in mentality or my body has adapted to the high-intensity training rhythm.

Xie Qingyu reflexively buried his face in the quilt and rubbed the soft cotton wool.

After a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes and dazedly sat up on the edge of the bed.

He leaned against the wall to calm himself down, his eyes sweeping over the motionless "corpses" on the other beds, and he couldn't help but yawn again.

I reached out and smoothed my long hair which was as messy as a bird's nest after sleeping. When I thought about spending a lot of time to take care of it later, my scalp suddenly felt numb.

It must be removed for the finals change of style!!!

"Everyone, get up. We still have to record the three-song song later." Xie Qingyu gave a friendly reminder while filling the washbasin with toiletries after getting out of bed.

Seeing that his roommates just turned over with a groan, he curled his lips and added, "If you go late, you won't have breakfast."

Xie Qingyu really knows how to control this group of people.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a magical scene happened——

Several people who still had their eyes closed jumped up from their beds in unison as if a switch had been pressed.

Xie Qingyu shook his head helplessly, picked up the washbasin and tiptoed out the door.

Yawns and footsteps from other dormitories can be heard in the corridor, and a new day begins in a sleepy state.

"Thank you, sir. Good morning!"

"Good morning." Xie Qingyu smiled faintly and nodded to the contestants who greeted him in the corridor.

Somehow, this scene inexplicably reminded him of the time when he met his homeroom teacher in the corridor in high school.

But now, he became the "class teacher" who was asked hello. The subtle feeling of discomfort made his fingertips curl up unconsciously, feeling very awkward.

After washing up and returning to the dormitory, Xie Qingyu changed into his uniform in an orderly manner, sat on the edge of the bed and began to "fight" with his long hair.

The small comb stroked the hair inch by inch, and the movements were so graceful as if he was completing some kind of artistic creation.

The other roommates rushed in and out with basins in their hands as if the fast-forward button had been pressed.

The morning light came in through the gaps in the curtains, and Xie Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, if you have a cup of black coffee and some piano music, it would be a perfect morning routine.

Only in this way can we show how perfect Yu Yuzi's time planning is!

but--

Could someone explain to Xie Qingyu why so much time was not reserved in advance?

Why was he among the people who followed the others on the road running towards the auditorium?

This is unscientific!?!

When he finally followed the main group into the auditorium, the strands of hair on his forehead were all lifted up.

While sitting in his seat and calming his breath, Xie Qingyu suddenly realized that this long hair was actually a time black hole, causing great harm to people!

All the elegant mornings and precise planning were completely devoured by it. Why does it take so long to take care of it?

Tear it down! It must be taken down as soon as possible!!!