The recording location of "One Sixth" is in the suburbs of City B. Originally, there were farmlands here with incomplete infrastructure. It takes more than two hours to drive here from the city center, which is beyond the delivery range of takeout.
The "school" looks big, but there is not even a convenience store inside. There are only a few vending machines that sell healthy drinks such as mineral water, milk, and yogurt. The trainees were told before they arrived that they were not allowed to bring mobile phones and snacks, but the training is so hard that not eating snacks would really make people irritable.
Tong Juan secretly brought three big bags of snacks with him, which were packed in clothing bags. They didn't look like snacks, but he gave one bag to Pei Siran when he first entered the room. Now looking at Pei Siran's behavior, Tong Juan suddenly felt that his kindness was not rewarded, and he wished that the staff would come over immediately to take away Pei Siran's snacks and scold him.
"You..." Pei Siran looked at the angry Tong Juan and couldn't help laughing. It was really not his fault. Even rabbits bite when they are angry. Tong Juan's little face was wrinkled like a bun, but his eyes were still very firm and self-righteous, cute. "Forget it, it's my fault."
Pei Siran immediately gave in, moved a chair next to the closet, stood on it, took the snacks down, and threw them into Tong Juan's arms, "Hide it well, the director team may come to check on you anytime."
But what Pei Siran didn't expect was that no staff came to knock on the door until he finished washing up and returned to bed.
When Pei Siran went to visit Zhong Yi's dormitory, Tong Juan dragged his sick body to clean the bathroom and blew his hair at the same time, otherwise he might have been too embarrassed to sleep well tonight.
After finishing all this, Tong Juan collapsed directly on the bed. The wound from the collision was still aching slightly. He stared blankly at the ceiling, as if wondering why he was so unlucky.
Seeing Tong Juan's half-dead appearance, the system took the initiative to ask: [Host, do you need painkillers? ]
???
Tong Juan sat up in shock from his dying illness and asked, "Why didn't you tell him about this thing just now?"
[Just now you were only thinking about finishing it quickly and didn't listen to me. I called you several times.]
Tong Juan: “…”
The clown was actually himself.
[Painkillers are available for oral and topical use. Which one do you want? ]
"External application." Tong Juan answered subconsciously, then immediately changed the subject, "Wait a minute, how many points does the painkiller cost?"
He was very poor, not only in real life, but also in the system space.
【Fifty points.】
"Okay, okay." Tong Juan nodded with confidence, "Then I'll buy it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a brown bottle, about the same size as eye cream, appeared next to Tong Juan's pillow.
"Is this what 50 points are for? System, are you kidding me?"
Tong Juan's heart, which had just been relieved, sank directly to the ground. This amount of stuff might not even cover one-third of the butt. It wasn't that his butt was too big, it was that this thing was too small, really too small.
[Although it is small, it is effective.] The system explained, [It takes effect in one second and gives you a pain-free life in one minute.]
Why does this sound so awkward?
Tong Juan looked at the small bottle of painkillers, sighed, and picked it up. The wound on his butt might heal after a good night's sleep, and even if it didn't heal, it wouldn't affect his life, but the wound on his back was different. If he didn't apply the medicine, it would hurt whenever he moved, and he couldn't live a normal life at all. So Tong Juan put a lot of effort into applying the medicine on his back. He applied it thinly, and there was still some left after applying it to all the places on his back that could be applied.
After applying the medicine, Tong Juan broke out in cold sweat again. Fortunately, the medicine worked quickly and he was almost recovered when Pei Siran came back.
What he experienced today was even more exciting than his first meeting with the system. Not only did he have to perform in front of so many people and cameras, but he also had to do it in front of Pei Siran, a person he had just met... For the first time, Tong Juan felt that his heart was strong enough to withstand the pressure, and he could lie in bed and prepare to sleep as if nothing had happened.
But if he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he had nothing else to do except sleeping, so he might as well just have a good night's sleep.
In the end, Tong Juan didn't know how he fell asleep. City B is a city with floor heating. The heating in the dormitory was sufficient and warm. The bed was soft and the sheets smelled fragrant. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.
Tong Juan was awakened by a knock on the door. He half-propped himself up and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was half past nine. He really had no idea who would come to visit their dormitory at this time.
Pei Siran was in a bad mood when he woke up, so he pulled the quilt over his head. Both he and the quilt exuded a dangerous aura.
Tong Juan saw him like this and got out of bed in his slippers. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he did not feel the pain as expected and was still flexible.
It really is worthy of being the painkiller sold by the system.
Tong Juan sighed silently in his heart.
System: [Don’t you even look at what system I am in? How can my medicine be bad? ]
Tong Juan was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he walked to the door and asked quietly, "Who is it?"
It was actually a girl's voice outside: "Hello, we are here to check the dormitories."
Bed check???
Tong Juan turned around and looked at the clock on the wall. It was indeed half past nine. What was wrong with the program crew? Why did they come to check on the students so early in the morning?
"Wait a moment." Tong Juan said in a panic, "We haven't put on our pants yet, wait a moment, just a moment."
Then he ran to Pei Siran's bed, hesitated for a few seconds, stretched out two fingers to pull the quilt, and whispered: "Pei Siran, wake up, someone is coming."
"Pei Siran, if you don't get up, the snacks will be gone."
“Pei…”
Pei Siran was completely awakened by annoyance. He lifted the quilt and prepared to get up, but he didn't expect Tong Juan's hand was still holding his quilt. When he moved, he pulled Tong Juan over with him.
Tong Juan didn't know what was going on. After a dizzy spell, he somehow ended up lying on Pei Siran.
His eyes were still watery from just waking up, and his eye sockets and cheeks were flushed from deep sleep. Tong Juan looked at the enlarged version of his face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and belatedly realized what the situation was. He tried to get up with a flushed face, but Pei Siran grabbed his wrist and pressed him under him.
Pei Siran's golden hair was messy because of his sleep, but it looked unrestrained and ostentatious on his handsome face. A few strands of bangs hung down, rubbing against Tong Juan's nose, making it itchy.
"Let go, let go..." Tong Juan struggled. There were still people outside, and he didn't even know if the camera was turned on or not. He didn't even dare to speak loudly.
As he got anxious, the familiar smell of peach came out again. Pei Siran lowered his head and sniffed it, and couldn't help but say, "What a nice smell."
"Are you a dog?" Tong Juan was anxious and embarrassed, and wanted to flip Pei Siran over. However, after kicking with his arms and legs for a long time, Pei Siran still pressed him down like a huge golden retriever.
"Are you using the shower gel in the bathroom?" Pei Siran asked.
Tong Juan replied unhappily: "What else?"
This big bad guy will never call Pei Siran to get up again, whether he wants to get up or not.
"Strange, why don't I have it?" Pei Siran muttered softly, got up from Tong Juan, and looked at him with a smirk, "Are you going to wake me up like this every morning from now on?"
"You wish!" Tong Juan sat up and watched his slippers being thrown one meter away. He simply stepped directly on Pei Siran's instep, even using all his strength, and then went to look for his slippers.
The strength of the little feet was nothing to a thick-skinned man like Pei Siran. He even thought that Tong Juan's frustrated look was a little cute. He stared at Tong Juan's back for a long time before reacting: "Who did you say was coming?"
Tong Juan rolled his eyes as he adjusted the quilt, "The staff is here to check the dormitory."
"Oh." Pei Siran nodded, squatted beside the suitcase to pack the prohibited items, muted his cell phone, and stuffed it and the snacks into the gap behind the bed.
Tong Juan followed suit and stuffed the snacks under his bed. The bed board prepared by the program team had a large curvature, so the space underneath was enough for him to stuff the snacks. Plus, there was a bedside table next to it, so nothing could be seen.
Pei Siran saw Tong Juan holding the familiar pink package and didn't understand why the bag had to be hidden. "What's in it?"
"snack."
Pei Siran was startled and immediately took out the bag from the suitcase and hid it well.
The staff outside waited until the flowers withered, and they had to knock on the door twice more, "Tong Juan, Pei Siran, are you still awake?"
"Are you okay?" Tong Juan asked Pei Siran in a low voice.
Pei Siran nodded.
"Then I'll go open the door."
Tong Juan walked to the door, yawned, and opened the door as if he was still sleepy. "Sorry, sister, I almost fell asleep again."
In addition to a female staff member, there was also a male photographer outside. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Tong Juan come to open the door.
"Can we go in now?" the staff asked.
Tong Juan immediately made way for the door, "Sure."
The staff member looked at the layout of the room and sighed: "You two are relatively tidy. We just went to other dormitories and they were extremely messy."
Pei Siran stood nearby and said hello.
"Someone reported that someone was hiding snacks in your room last night. I came to check out the situation."
Last night...wasn't that him? Tong Juan looked at Pei Siran with some guilt.
Pei Siran evaded the question: "No, he was just joking."
The two men were in pajamas and without makeup, but it did not affect their handsomeness at all. The staff looked at them in disbelief and then shifted their gaze to the wall behind them.
"Why did you block the camera?"
"I remembered to change clothes just now, so I covered it up directly." Pei Siran said.
The staff member looked around and found that there were no contraband items, so he suggested: "Can I see your suitcases?"
Anyway, the unqualified items in the box had already been put away, so Tong Juan and Pei Siran had no objection.
So the two people's suitcases were spread out on the carpet.
Tong Juan's suitcase was white with a bear pattern printed on it. It didn't look big, but it was very full. The beige lining contained various macaron-colored storage bags. Pei Siran's suitcase was black from the inside out, even the bags were black, white and gray. When the two of them were put together, it looked like a black and white special effect.
"The contrast between the two is quite obvious." The staff member looked at Tong Juan's luggage, then at Pei Siran's, "I'll start with Tong Juan's."
"Okay." Tong Juan stood next to the suitcase and watched the staff and photographers taking pictures of his things, like a high school student waiting to be lectured by the dean.
The staff member gave up the camera position and looked at the things in the suitcase with eagerness, "Let's start from the left side. What's this pink one?"
Tong Juan: “…underwear.”
The staff member immediately put it back and picked up another purple bag, "What about this one?"
"sock."
"You really like pink." The staff member exclaimed.
Tong Juan's face gradually turned pink: "Well, it's okay..."
"What is this?" The staff member picked up a pink jar. The jar was only the size of a palm and it was hard to tell what it was.
"sugar……"
The staff thought it was some kind of candy or something, and said, "I'm going to take it away then."
"It's not a snack, it's white sugar." Tong Juan hurriedly stopped him.
"White sugar?" the staff member asked in confusion, "Are you going to cook in the dormitory?"
"Put it in milk and drink it." Tong Juan looked at the staff with his big eyes, as if to say, isn't this normal?
Is this normal?
The staff was a little surprised.
"That's quite normal." Pei Siran suddenly said, "Sister, you haven't seen Zhong Yi eat, right? This guy even puts five or six spoons of sugar in his spicy hot pot."
The staff was even more stunned: "Really?"
"Really." Pei Siran vowed.
"Okay then." The staff put the jar back.
Pei Siran raised his eyebrows at Tong Juan.
Tong Juan didn't receive the signal sent by Pei Siran at all, and there were only three capital bold Chinese characters in his head.
Spicy hotpot...
Tong Juan's stomach growled.
Seeing the three people in the room looking at her, Tong Juan subconsciously hugged her belly, and the temperature on her face became even hotter.
I sighed silently in my heart.
It was only the second day of recording, and he already started to miss takeout.
I really want to eat spicy hot pot.
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