[The secret code to wealth is: set up a stall at the entrance of the Children's Day to sell grilled sausages]
[??? I can’t understand it after not being online for a day. What’s this joke?]
[There was an uncle setting up a stall at the entrance to Liuyi to sell grilled sausages hahahahahahahahahaha, all the trainees who passed by bought some]
[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, melon, lost business opportunity!]
[Melon, makes others successful but destroys oneself]
[Laughing to death, I didn’t expect there is such an operation]
[Grilled sausage? Is it delicious?]
[It should be delicious. I see Tong Juan is laughing so hard that his eyes are almost gone.]
[Is he a Tong Juan? He likes everything he eats. Don’t be fooled by him]
[He was so happy after getting the sausage. It turns out that the little beauty can be kidnapped with just a sausage.]
[Oh my god, why do I feel like those people around Tong Juan have a CP feeling with him...]
[I also think that it is good to match with a group of men]
[Peerless Golden Flower]
[It’s a pity that they were eliminated in the first round, otherwise I would have liked to continue watching for this CP relationship]
[People with some connections would like to say, don’t underestimate your wife, she really slays the whole place]
[Wife? Are you talking about our Juanjuan baby?]
[Yes, my fateful wife Tong Juan]
[Ah, that’s it. I’ve never known what nickname to give Tong Juan. Wife is the most appropriate.]
[Curly Wife, Here I Come]
…
It was not suitable to exercise right after a meal, so after returning to the practice room, a few people decided to memorize the lyrics first.
There was a stack of A4 paper on the cabinet in the practice room, with the lyrics of "Call Me By Your Name" printed on it. Pu Hezhou, who was closest to the cabinet, took six sheets of paper and distributed them to the others.
The neat A4 paper border was as sharp as a knife. Tong Juan just touched it with his index finger and it cut a hole. Blood even seeped onto the edge of the paper.
The practice room was suddenly filled with the aroma of peaches.
Tong Juan couldn't help but frowned and put his index finger in his mouth. A trace of bloody taste spread in his mouth.
"Are you okay?" Pu Hezhou saw this and immediately put down the lyrics he had not yet finished, ran to the door, found his down jacket on the hanger on the wall, took out a Band-Aid from his pocket, and handed it to Tong Juan, "I'm sorry, I hurt you, I have a Band-Aid here, you can use it first."
"It's okay." Tong Juan didn't think it was a big deal. It was just a paper cut, which was normal. If it wasn't inconvenient for dancing, he wouldn't even want to put on a Band-Aid.
It’s just that his index finger was not convenient to use, so he was very slow in tearing off the Band-Aid, and in the eyes of others, it seemed as if he couldn’t take care of himself.
Wen Yu stared at the red mark on Tong Juan's white and tender finger and took the initiative to say, "Let me help you."
"Need not."
Just as Tong Juan said no, Pei Siran wrapped his hand with a tissue. He wanted to take his hand back, but couldn't break free. He could only glare at him, "You..."
"You didn't even wipe off the saliva." Pei Siran felt like a worried old woman. After wiping off the finger that Tong Juan had licked, he snatched the Band-Aid from Tong Juan's other hand, carefully wrapped the wound, and said to Tong Juan, "You're welcome."
Wen Yu: ???
Damn, there is actually such a move!
The peach smell in the room disappeared without a trace. Tong Juan heaved a sigh of relief, "Thank you. If it were a little later, the wound would have healed."
Pei Siran was choked. Looking at Tong Juan's now slightly smug face, he suddenly remembered how pitiful he looked in the bathroom and fought back: "It doesn't matter. It is a man's responsibility to protect the old, weak and disabled."
"Old, weak, sick and disabled?" Tong Juan felt that this person's words were simply incomprehensible. The last time he saw this word was on the bus. He thought he did not look old, so how could he be associated with this word?
"I don't know who fell in the bathroom. He couldn't even walk. My grandma never fell like that while taking a bath."
“…”
Tong Juan's face suddenly turned red.
This person is really sick. Just talk if you want to. Why expose other people's secrets?
The camera was still on, and Tong Juan could already imagine how he would be laughed at if it were broadcast.
Pei Siran's words were like a bombshell, turning the seemingly peaceful practice room into a turbulent mess.
There is so much to ponder in just three short sentences.
Tong Juan fell in the bathroom and couldn't walk. It must have been his roommate who helped him. So the question is, who is Tong Juan's roommate? Pei Siran even knows such a thing, so it must be that they live together and they definitely don't wear clothes when taking a shower, so...
Although the words are ordinary, they are enough to arouse people's imagination.
When Wen Yu thought of that scene, his cheeks slowly turned red.
Shen Yuannan and Pu Hezhou didn't think there was anything wrong. Instead, they told Tong Juan to be careful.
“Our bathrooms are really not very slip-resistant.”
"That's right, you must wear slippers when taking a bath."
Chu Fangan looked at Pei Siran, who looked like a decent man, and wanted to roll his eyes and curse him to death. This old rogue actually saw Tong Juan naked without them knowing. How shameless.
"Put on some clothes." Chu Fangan rolled his eyes unceremoniously.
Tong Juan heard his vicious tone and thought that he was looking down on him for being stupid, so he stammered and replied, "...I wore it."
Bath towels can also be considered clothes, after all, they cover everything that needs to be covered.
Chu Fangan looked at the silly Tong Juan, sighed, and said softly: "I won't talk about you."
Then he changed his tone to a gentle one and glared at Pei Siran, "What about you? Have you memorized the lyrics?"
"Yes." Shen Yuannan helped to explain, "I haven't memorized the lyrics yet."
"Yes, yes." Pu Hezhou nodded, "The lyrics are quite long. I don't know if I can remember them all in three days."
The practice room is very large, so in order not to disturb others, the trainees choose to go to a more open place when they are memorizing things.
Shen Yuannan went to the window seat, and Pu Hezhou planned to go to the door side. When he left, he also took away the tactless Wen Yu.
Chu Fangan sighed twice and stood up leisurely, "I don't want to be like an elementary school student. I'll go recite the lyrics."
Pei Siran gritted his teeth: "Who are you calling an elementary school student?"
Shen Yuannan couldn't help laughing out loud.
Tong Juan's ears turned red, and he really wanted to slap Pei Siran in the face, "Shut up."
Then he stood up and ran to the corner to reflect on his mistakes alone.
Pei Siran sat alone in the middle of the room for a while, looked at Tong Juan huddled in the corner, and vaguely felt that he seemed to have bullied someone.
Indeed, it was wrong to talk about Tong Juan's embarrassing things in front of other people. But he had always treated Zhong Yi like this. For some reason, he was not so ruthless when it came to Tong Juan.
But Tong Juan’s red face really makes people want to bully him, and they even want to bully him until he cries.
Pei Siran's thoughts drifted away. After he came to his senses, he quickly picked up the paper and began to memorize the lyrics.
More than an hour later, the afternoon practice officially began. Pei Siran approached Tong Juan in what he thought was a stealth move. Seeing Tong Juan looking indifferent, he said in a frivolous tone, "My good roommate, have you learned the dance yet?"
"I've learned it." Tong Juan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Can you sing that song?"
"Yes."
Pei Siran pursed his lips. He had miscalculated. He hadn't expected Tong Juan to be so smart.
After the break, the six people prepared to do it again together. Pei Siran kept his eyes on Tong Juan, thinking that if Tong Juan did any movement wrong, he could correct him. However, things often go against one's wishes. Tong Juan did every movement very standardly, and there was no room for correction at all.
Pei Siran: I was careless.
Tong Juan had long noticed Pei Siran's gaze. Seeing that he had been looking at her, she thought that he had something to say but was embarrassed to say it, so she asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? If you don't understand, I'll tell you."
Pei Siran, who was a little discouraged at first, suddenly had an idea after hearing what Tong Juan said. He nodded and said, "Okay, then you help me."
Chu Fangan, who was standing behind them, rolled his eyes. Listen, is this something Pei Siran could say? An ACE trainee who returned from overseas actually needed a little anchor to teach him. If Han Qiuyu knew about this, he would be furious.
However, Tong Juan did not really become Pei Siran's personal trainer, because he was called away by the staff the next second.
In order to give the audience the opportunity to get to know the trainees better, each trainee will be arranged for a personal interview. Compared to the first interview, Tong Juan is now much more proficient. Not only does he remember to hold the microphone, he has also learned how to look at the camera position.
"Hello, Tong Juan. I haven't seen you for a few days. You look great again." It was the same staff member as last time. He smiled and greeted Tong Juan. "Today's interview is just a few small questions. Don't be nervous."
"Okay." Tong Juan nodded, "I'm really not nervous."
"Yeah, yeah." The staff also nodded:
Tong Juan: ...
Thank you, I feel perfunctory.
"First question, is there anything you are not used to recording the show?"
"Yes, a lot." Tong Juan wanted to complain to the camera when he thought of his experiences in the past two days. "The bathroom in the dormitory is very slippery, even wearing slippers is slippery. And the food in the cafeteria, although I also have a light taste, it can't be so light. I don't even have the desire to eat."
"Sister, after I tell you, will the production team change it?"
The staff shook his head, with an expression that said you are too naive, and asked mercilessly: "How is it possible?"
That means impossible.
Tong Juan's expression froze for a moment, and then he changed his words aggrievedly, "But we can feel that the production team is worried about us, afraid that we will get fat under such high-intensity training. I really appreciate the good intentions of the production team."
Good man, he actually became sarcastic.
The staff member suppressed his laughter and said, "The production team will receive your thanks. The Chinese New Year is just over a month away, and the production team will give you a big red envelope by then."
Tong Juan was very happy: "...Really, it's true."
He likes money the most.
"It depends on your performance." The staff member continued, "Second question, you will stay here and continue to work hard during the New Year. Are there any activities you would like to experience with other trainees?"
This question actually touches on Tong Juan's blind spot in knowledge.
There is no traditional New Year in the interstellar age. There is only one day off on January 1st of each AD year. It was only after Tong Juan came here that he realized that people on the mother planet actually had so many holidays.
After being educated about various festivals, Tong Juan only vaguely remembered the approximate time periods but did not remember the related activities.
[Make dumplings, write Spring Festival couplets, and watch the Spring Festival Gala. ] The system prompts.
Tong Juan immediately told the system the answer, and the staff nodded and asked, "Do you remember anything interesting that happened during the Chinese New Year when you were at home?"
System: [Host, wait a minute. I will check for you.]
Don't bother.
"Nothing interesting... " Tong Juan didn't want to lie. After all, he was an orphan in this world, so there was nothing he couldn't tell. "I grew up in an orphanage when I was young, and I didn't celebrate the New Year very often."
And in the memory, there are not many memories about the parents in another time and space, only two blurry faces, which seem to be no different from orphans.
However, sometimes after the evening live broadcast ends, I feel sad when I look at the lights of each house in the community and think about how everyone is busy with their daily lives.
Tong Juan lowered his head to look at the floor, then raised his head again after a while, with his usual gentle expression back, but he seemed a little frail sitting alone on a large high chair. He looked like a piece of paper, but he spoke such heavy words lightly. When people thought about the fact that such a child who loved to act coquettishly and laugh had no relatives around him, the scene became inexplicably quiet, and the originally happy interview atmosphere solidified into a stagnant pool of water.
The trainees who participated in the program were only about 17 or 18 years old. They should have been enjoying their lives at home, but they had to go out into the world so early. This was already very pitiful, but I didn't expect Tong Juan to not even have a family.
All the staff present felt sad. A child as cute as Tong Juan should be held in the palm of someone's hand and pampered.
No wonder Tong Juan always lacks a sense of belonging, as if he is just an unexpected visitor to this world and never belongs here. But he really shouldn't be like this. The world is full of romantic mountains and rivers, and all living beings can be saved. There shouldn't be a lack of sincere and pure people like Tong Juan.
Seeing the reactions of the people present, Tong Juan knew that it was his words that made them misunderstand, but he had no other choice but to say so. The Chinese New Year is coming next month, and the program team must have prepared a lot of segments, so he should report to them now.
"...It's okay." It was Tong Juan who first threw a stone into the stagnant water. "What's the next question?"
During the following interview, the staff around were a little absent-minded. In their hearts, Tong Juan had become a fragile porcelain doll. What was originally just a business cooperation relationship began to develop into some affection at this moment. Even the assistant director in charge of managing the trainees held his hand and repeatedly assured him that he would not tell anyone about this interview.
Even when Tong Juan was about to leave, a cameraman grabbed his sleeve.
"Don't be sad, little boy. You come into this world alone and you go away alone. Just be positive." The cameraman said in a mysterious way, then he leaned close to Tong Juan and whispered, "Tell me if you want to eat anything delicious. I'll bring it to you secretly tomorrow."
Tong Juan: Slurp.jpg
There is such a good thing!
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