Chapter 82 Why am I the fourth one to arrive even though I’m seventeen minutes late?
Friday, July 31, 5:47 p.m.
Jiang Huai pushed open the private room on the second floor of the hot pot restaurant. There were already three people sitting inside... Why were there only three people?
"Didn't we meet at 5:30?" He put the two suitcases together in the corner of the box and asked in confusion, "Why am I the fourth one to arrive even though I'm 17 minutes late?"
"Ruan Qiao went to prepare the seasoning. You are the fifth one." Wei Xiuyuan said calmly, "But I also want to know. At least you mentioned it in the group."
Lin Yuanbai just raised his hand and said long time no see, and then he saw Yu Lan following Jiang Huai in: "...You two came together?"
Was Yu Lan late because of traffic jam or because she was late to pick up Jiang Huai?
A year had passed since the last dinner, and Lin Yuanbai's speech was still so incomprehensible.
However, Yu Lan had some announcements to attend these two days and was staying at Bernard's studio, so the two of them didn't come together, they just happened to meet at the door.
Jiang Huai shook his head: "No, I came from my brother's place."
It seemed that the problem was even bigger, and Lin Yuanbai hesitated to speak.
Then he thought of the clip he had watched before, and the words "I miss you so much" lingered in his mind, so he stopped and asked, "Your brother misses you again?"
"That's about right." Jiang Huai answered evasively, taking a bite of a biscuit from the snack plate that Jian Yuan brought back.
Chu Yuanqing had to go to work today, so he only had breakfast and lunch. Looking at the table of dishes and the steaming hot pot, Jiang Huai felt his stomach getting emptier: "I'm so hungry."
【Yu Lan: @Everyone, how long will it take? 】
【Yu Lan: Jiang Huai is hungry. 】
[Shan Tonghe: Clang clang clang clang! A brilliant debut! ]
【Sheng Mingzhi: Five minutes, right away.】
【Si Xi: You guys eat first. Don’t wait for me.】
At 6:14, Si Xi arrived late.
"We only have one week of recording schedule, right?" Jian Yuan looked at his nearly 40-inch suitcase and asked Ruan Qiao beside him with great confusion.
"There are so many things to bring!" Si Xi quickly took away a piece of meat that Sheng Mingzhi had just prepared for himself, "If it weren't for packing the boxes, I definitely wouldn't be late."
Sheng Mingzhi, who was snatched from the tiger's mouth, stood up angrily and announced condescendingly that he would submit a post to the marketing account saying that Prince Huatian was not only 44 minutes late and acted like a big shot, but also bullied his former teammates in the workplace.
[They really regressed two years.] Jiang Huai said to 819 with disdain, [I am different.]
819 did not make any comments.
It was not until three minutes later, when Jiang Huai and Yu Lan failed to grab the first portion of brown sugar rice cake with their chopsticks, that it slowly said: [That's right, you are different.]
Just like the limited group activity, the program team arranged five rooms.
The old rules are: first black and white, then rock-paper-scissors. Sheng Mingzhi is happy to get the chance to use a double room alone. Yu Lan gets Jian Yuan, while Jiang Huai gets Si Xi.
"You brought too many clothes." Jiang Huai looked at the clothes piled on the other person's bed, the silver rivets sparkling, "And I don't have to prepare the stage makeup myself, right?"
"No, I just wear it everyday." Si Xi shook her finger. "It looks better if I don't wear it. What if a fan who comes to see my guest appearance falls in love with a newcomer on the show?"
"Pink and tender, how old are you now?"
Jiang Huai leaned back in his chair and asked lazily, "By the way, did you watch the show?"
"I'm 21 this year, very young, thank you." Si Xi hung up the first set of clothes, "I only watched two popular performances. There was a person named Feng Sui, who practiced abroad for more than four years. I don't know why he came back to the audition. He's very strong."
In a very normal tone, he added something that sounded terrifying to Jiang Huai: "It seems that some people call him the son of Xi Huai."
...What the hell?
Jiang Huai was also the ACE in the debut group of "Idol 101", but he was a bit obscure. He was usually the one who was mentioned and slapped for no reason when fans of several popular teammates were fighting.
There was definitely no such person in his previous life. He sat up straighter and said, "Tell me more about it."
"Won't we see each other tomorrow? Just find a straight shot and take a look yourself." Si Xi claimed that he couldn't put his clothes in order and needed to take a shower and rest first. Jiang Huai, who was just about to take a shower, had to open his phone to search.
When Si Xi came out of the bathroom, she saw Jiang Huai walking around the room: "What are you doing?"
"A little nervous." Jiang Huai told the truth.
Si Xi was puzzled: "Why are you so nervous?"
"You've been on stage all the time, so you definitely don't understand." Jiang Huai turned around worriedly, "Except for the solo period this year, I haven't been on stage much. It would be embarrassing if my level is not as good as his."
Although he had practiced for an extra week before coming.
"Your performances of 'Addiction' weren't perfect, did you think I hadn't seen them?" Si Xi groaned, "What are you worried about? Stop walking around here and go take a shower."
Just now this person insisted on washing first, and now he is urging him to do so.
Jiang Huai's rebellious mentality came up: "It's only eight o'clock, why are you rushing me?"
"After we wash, let's ask Sheng Mingzhi to come play cards." Si Xi said confidently, "It's time for nightlife!"
"Where are the cards? Are you going out to buy some now?" Jiang Huai had just finished speaking when he saw the other party take out a deck of cards from the drawer: "I brought them."
...No wonder I was late for the dinner after spending half a day packing my luggage.
Jiang Huai looked around the room. There were only two chairs in the standard double room. "Where can we play? Ask Sheng Mingzhi to bring a chair over?"
"Why are you bothering Sheng Mingzhi?" Si Xi issued a strong condemnation.
Just like he was not the one who suggested asking Sheng Mingzhi to play cards, Jiang Huai did not get angry but laughed: "Then where else in this room can we play cards?"
Si Xi's eyes remained motionless. Jiang Huai followed his gaze and looked at his own bed: "Why don't you offer your bed?"
Prince Si turned around and looked at his bed with great innocence. It was a mess, with clothes piled up together... So he was waiting here.
Jiang Huai entered the bathroom in silence.
[Sheng Mingzhi: Isn't the recording going to start tomorrow? ]
[Sheng Mingzhi: Why do you two have to take me with you when you don't want to sleep? ]
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Huai, who had just finished taking a shower and had wet hair but hadn't blow-dried it yet, opened the door in his slippers.
Si Xi hung up the last piece of clothing and turned around to see Sheng Mingzhi with his hands in his pockets, an expression that said "You forced me to come here, I didn't want to come at all."
"Pretending to be dead." Prince Si commented. When Sheng Mingzhi tapped his forehead, he let out a shy cry in a purely disgusting way.
Jiang Huai and Sheng Mingzhi looked at each other and saw the word "want to vomit" in each other's eyes.
In the end, there were still no three people squeezed together.
Jiang Huai directed Si Xi, who had suggested playing cards, to move the table to the bed. He sat on the bed alone, and the remaining two sat on chairs on the left and right.
Si Xi shook his head and said, "You have too many things to do. What's wrong with letting us sit on the bed?"
Sheng Mingzhi sat quietly away from him. Jiang Huai snorted: "Give you a chance to peek at my cards? Don't even think about it."
"King." Sheng Mingzhi threw out the joker card and silently shook the last card in his hand, "Win."
Si Xi was silent for five seconds, then questioned Jiang Huai, "Why do I remember that time when you and Yu Lan were playing cards at the base during the duet stage, you were quite good at being a farmer? Are you playing me?"
"Your level is not as good as Yu Lan's." Jiang Huai resigned himself to his fate and began to shuffle the cards.
On August 3, in the studio of the “Idol 101” contestants.
"Unlike the previous session, this year's third performance is not a stage for collaboration between mentors," said He Chen.
In fact, with the experience of the previous contestants, the kids of this session have already learned 81 ways to hide mobile phones. They probably knew about it from various news outside.
He was just symbolically whetting people's appetite here, and the trainees below were also symbolically expressing their curiosity.
"I strongly recommend you to choose Brother Jiang." Zhou Chengwen whispered to Ao Yutang beside him, "He is really a very nice guy."
"You've said it many times. There's no need to give examples to prove it." Ao Yutang replied without looking away, "If I can, I will."
Feng Sui, the current TOP1 of the show, was standing in the row in front of them, listening to the conversation between the two, with a blank expression on his face.
"Then, please welcome the seniors who will be performing this round—"
The next second, the studio door opened, and nine people wearing identical white T-shirts with the group's former logo vividly printed on the back stood in order beside PD He Chen.
He Chen handed the microphone to Jiang Huai in the middle.
"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Huai, the Center of N1NE." He looked at the 45 contestants in front of him, and his eyes swept across the crowd. There were a few familiar faces, but many more were strangers.
Zhou Chengwen was waving at him frantically in the crowd. Jiang Huai smiled gently, "I'm very happy to return to this familiar contestant base as a supporting senior. I hope we can get along well in the next few days."
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