Before Cheng Zhi could indulge in his depressed mood for long, he was forcibly pulled out by his teammates when he opened the dormitory door.
In the dormitory, Le Zhu and Lu Yinbai were giggling as they put two tables together, while Chen You was arranging chairs nearby.
Cheng Zhi frowned, "What are you...doing?"
Le Zhu pushed the table and replied to Cheng Zhi, "The first performance was so good, so of course we have to celebrate."
"celebrate?"
Before Cheng Zhi could get an answer, he saw a pair of slender white hands holding a cell phone and shoving it in front of him. "What do you want to eat?"
Cheng Zhi was looking at the phone that Jiang Shi handed over, which showed a wide variety of barbecues and snacks. He was just wondering when he heard Jiang Shi's explanation.
"It's like this. The staff told us that everyone was very tired after the performance, so we won't train tonight and let us stay in the dormitory to rest. The contestants will be organized to have a physical examination tomorrow, and the ranking before the first elimination will be announced the day after tomorrow."
After listening to Jiang Shi's speech, Cheng Zhi was still a little confused.
He had gone through the physical examination process before. Usually before the first elimination, everyone would be organized to go to an outside hospital for a physical examination.
The purpose is to ensure that the remaining contestants will not have any minor injuries or illnesses that affect the filming in the subsequent training. It is also to ensure that the eliminated contestants may have some minor problems in the previous training, which were not treated in time, and then blamed on the production team.
However, what puzzled him was the barbecue on the mobile phone that Jiang Shi handed over.
"The production team allows us to order takeout?"
Jiang Shi took back his phone and said calmly, "Not allowed."
"Then you still..."
Lu Yinbai came over and helped Cheng Zhi explain: "You may not know because you were trained so hard before. You can climb over the wall at the back door of the training camp to get takeout. There are security patrols, but we have ordered barbecue before and have never been caught, so there should be no problem this time."
After listening, Cheng Zhi shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat. You guys order."
Then, amid the howls of his teammates, he took his clothes and went into the bathroom.
"I'm going to take a shower first, and then we'll talk after I'm done."
Then he closed the bathroom door with a "click".
It is July now, but Cheng Zhi still shivered when the cold water hit him.
A cold shower made Cheng Zhi's mind clearer. He put on a short-sleeved shirt and wiped the water droplets on the mirror.
In the mirror, Cheng Zhi had removed the makeup that Tina had asked him to put on by himself. There was still some water on his face as he had just finished taking a shower, making him look a little dull.
Cheng Zhi wiped his face casually. His face felt a little cold after taking a cold shower. He turned around and looked at the shirt of Song Baiyi that he had just thrown into the basin.
Cheng Zhi didn't know what he was thinking. As if possessed by a ghost, he picked up a corner of the shirt and put it to his nose and sniffed it gently, trying to smell some of the lingering scent of Song Baiyi.
However, it is estimated that Song Baiyi has not worn this dress for a while, so it is unlikely that Cheng Zhi can smell anything special on it.
When the faint smell of sweat on his clothes and the smell of his own shower gel penetrated Cheng Zhi's nose, he realized what he was doing.
As soon as he reacted, Cheng Zhi felt that his cheeks, which had just been a little cold from taking a cold shower, suddenly became warm.
He rubbed his hair, put the clothes back into the basin, poured in detergent, added water, and began to rub the clothes. He did it all in one go. Although there was no one around him, he couldn't hide his panic.
Cheng Zhi cursed himself quietly, "What are you thinking..."
Cheng Zhi washed Song Baiyi's shirt for ten minutes, fearing that he might not wash it clean enough.
After rubbing the clothes back and forth several times and making sure that every piece of fabric was clean, he wrung the clothes dry, put them in the basin, and pushed open the bathroom door to dry the clothes.
Outside the door, his teammates were huddled together to discuss what to eat.
Cheng Zhi walked to the balcony with the clothes hanger in his hand without looking around. After carefully hanging up Song Baiyi's clothes, he leaned on the railing and did not rush out.
The summer night breeze felt good, but there was still a sense of stuffiness in the air, which made Cheng Zhi feel a thick and sticky feeling in the air.
Cheng Zhi rubbed his chest, not sure if it was because of the environment or because of too many messy thoughts today, but he felt uneasy.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony, Cheng Zhi could see that his teammates were all very happy and he didn't know what they were discussing excitedly.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that it was the same thing at the door of the tutor's lounge just now.
Inside and outside the window, one is lively and the other is quiet, as if they are in two different worlds.
After thinking for a moment, Cheng Zhi pushed open the French window.
"If we're going to have a barbecue, could you please order some grilled squid for me?"
"Xiao Song, another drink?"
At the dinner table, the director sat next to Song Baiyi and wanted to pour him another glass of wine.
Song Baiyi pushed the director's hand away and refused bluntly, "Thank you, I don't want to drink anymore."
"You've only just started..." the director complained and poured himself a glass of white wine.
Song Baiyi's eyes darkened. He looked at the ice in his glass and said, "You can't drink much."
In fact, Song Baiyi has a good alcohol tolerance. He drank both red and white wine at the same time. After getting everyone at the table drunk, he was still able to leave the table steadily.
But now, he looked up at the people at the table, and saw that everyone was clinking glasses excitedly, as if the filming of the show was about to end.
The other mentors were in higher spirits than each other, and by the time they all fell down, there had to be one who was not drunk left behind.
Song Baiyi was in no mood tonight, so he naturally became the most sober person at the dinner table.
The corner of the dining table was very quiet and no one came to disturb Song Baiyi. He closed his eyes and the scene of Cheng Zhi on the stage today flashed through his mind.
Cheng Zhi was wearing Song Baiyi's shirt. As his movements became larger, the waistline hidden by the shirt became faintly visible.
The light moved, shining on the exposed skin of Cheng Zhi.
The exposed area is very white.
Still very thin.
…
That mole…I don’t know what it feels like to touch it.
Song Baiyi poured a glass of ice water into his cup with an expressionless face.
Next time, let’s ask the program team to design some clothes that don’t easily expose the waist.
Children have poor resistance and it will be bad for their health if they catch a cold because they don’t wear enough clothes.
After the cold feeling rushed into his throat, Song Baiyi felt much more comfortable.
Just when I was about to pour myself another glass, I saw the director coming over with a glass of wine.
Song Baiyi frowned slightly, "Didn't I say I don't drink?"
"I didn't ask you to drink." After saying that, the director filled his own glass and clinked glasses with the empty glass in Song Baiyi's hand.
After the meeting, the director slowly said, "Xiao Song, do you have any contestants that you are satisfied with so far in the filming of the show?"
After Song Baiyi heard the director's words, Cheng Zhi's face flashed through his mind.
However, Song Baiyi showed nothing. After he filled his cup with ice water and took a sip, there was no emotion in his eyes.
"Why are you asking this suddenly?"
The director was frank, "Tina asked me to ask."
Tina, who heard that she was being sold not far away, was about to use all her strength to catch the director back when she heard Song Baiyi's answer.
"Yes, I do."
This voice immediately brought Tina back to her senses. She held her breath and tried hard to hear clearly what Song Baiyi said next.
The director was well aware of how high Song Baiyi's standards were. When Tina asked him to ask Song Baiyi questions, he didn't expect to get anything useful out of Song Baiyi.
He was shocked and asked, "Which contestant? If even you are satisfied, then the ranking should not be bad."
Song Baiyi coughed twice and automatically avoided the director's previous question, "What's the use of me being satisfied? If the contestants want to debut, they need to satisfy the audience and fans."
"That's right." The director nodded in agreement with Song Baiyi's words, and suddenly turned to the next question, "So what do you think of Cheng Zhi?"
Song Baiyi paused as he picked up the glass, his tone still calm, "Why are you asking him suddenly?"
"No, I was just asking." The director raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in his glass. "I just think that he looks a lot like you back then."
The director of Summer Miracle, everyone calls him Director Zhao, is considered one of the directors who has been in the circle the longest. From the talent show that Song Baiyi debuted in to the present, he is definitely a senior who has watched Song Baiyi grow step by step to where he is today.
Director Zhao continued, "Well... just like you back then, talented, hardworking, and good-looking."
Song Baiyi hummed and lowered his eyes silently.
He really thought Cheng Zhi was good-looking.
Song Baiyi neither admitted nor denied it verbally. He followed the director's words and continued to ask, "Anything else?"
"The way he practices without regard for his life is most similar to you before."
Song Baiyi glanced at the drunken Director Zhao and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Director Zhao was a very honest man. When he heard Song Baiyi, he already felt that what he wanted to express was something else, and he was too lazy to beat around the bush with him.
"Have you ever considered forming a relationship with Cheng Zhi for the sake of the show?"
The water level in the glass in Song Baiyi's hand shook gently twice, and then he responded to Director Zhao without raising his head.
“Don’t consider, don’t speculate.”
Director Zhao was rejected very bluntly, but he did not choose to back down. Instead, he persevered in trying to persuade Song Baiyi.
"You've read all the topics on Weibo, right? I think you know how popular you and Cheng Zhi are right now. I don't think you hate that kid either, so you can just interact with him casually according to the script and that'll be it. It can also bring popularity to the program team and the two of you, what a great thing."
Song Baiyi's eyes darkened, and he continued, "No."
"Alas, but..." Director Zhao wanted to continue persuading Song Baiyi, but he watched the man put down the cup and stood up.
Song Baiyi's voice was a little cold, and it was hard to tell the emotion in it.
"Cheng Zhi's traffic came from his own hard work. What does it have to do with me? When did our show become so unpopular that we need to rely on hyping up couples to gain popularity?"
He smiled at the director and said goodbye to the other mentors in the box.
"Let's go back first. You guys can have fun slowly."
After saying that, Song Baiyi left without looking back.
"I say, we really won't be caught?"
At this time, Cheng Zhizheng followed Le Zhu and walked carefully towards the back door of the training camp.
Le Zhu patted his chest confidently and said, "Don't worry, I've been here many times. As long as the noise from climbing over the wall is not too loud, the security guards will not notice."
Cheng Zhi looked at Le Zhu's back, feeling vaguely worried.
Although he looked a bit arrogant, he had no experience in this area since he was a child. The most outrageous thing he had ever done in his life was to run away from school on Friday afternoon and go to the Internet cafe to play games.
But he was unlucky. Just after he climbed down from the school wall, he ran into the dean of studies who was out on patrol, holding the schoolbag he had just thrown to him.
It’s just… quite a coincidence.
Since then, Cheng Zhi never climbed over the wall again.
This time it was purely a spur of the moment decision.
"Here it comes, it's right there, go quickly!" Le Zhu poked Cheng Zhi's shoulder, interrupting his recollections.
Cheng Zhi looked at the wall that Le Zhu was pointing at. It was not very high and there were no obstacles on top of it. It should be easy for him to climb over it.
He nodded, walked towards the wall with light steps, and after a slight run-up, Cheng Zhi easily flipped over with one hand.
On the other side of the wall, the delivery guy was wearing a hat, so Cheng Zhi couldn't see his face clearly. He took the packaging bag from the guy and climbed over the wall with one hand.
But this time, he was holding the move in his hands, so it was inconvenient for him to complete the move in one step. He could only stop on the wall for a while before jumping down.
As soon as he squatted on the wall, Cheng Zhi felt a white light swaying not far away. At the same time, a deep male voice shouted.
"Hey - who's there!"
Cheng Zhi was startled and was about to jump off the wall with the barbecue and run away, but unexpectedly Le Zhu shouted, "Oh my God, security! Run!"
After Le Zhu finished speaking, he disappeared the next second.
Cheng Zhi: “…”
He didn't stay there either. Relying on his flexible coordination, he jumped off the wall steadily and ran out with the barbecue in his arms.
Cheng Zhi ran all the way and the security guard chased him all the way.
After running for about five minutes, Cheng Zhi stopped only after he was sure that the security guard would not catch up with him.
At this time, Cheng Zhi looked up at the scenery around him again, and it had become something he didn't recognize.
Cheng Zhizheng was holding the barbecue and hesitated for a while, not knowing where to go. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. He was so scared that he quickly turned around and hid the packaging bag behind him.
When he turned around, he saw Song Baiyi walking towards him.
Seeing that the person coming was Song Baiyi, Cheng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, "Hello, Teacher Song."
Song Baiyi stopped in front of Cheng Zhi and looked down at the man in front of him. His face was still slightly red from running. He asked, "What are you still doing outside so late?"
Cheng Zhi laughed twice and clenched the bag behind him, making a slight "rustling" sound. He didn't notice that the takeaway receipt had already fallen out with his movement.
"I... came out for a walk."
Song Baiyi looked at Cheng Zhi thoughtfully. The next second, he bent down, picked up the receipt that had just fallen from Cheng Zhi's hand, and read out the notes on the receipt word by word.
"When you get there, just stand at the back door and shout, and then a handsome guy in a white T-shirt and black shorts will immediately climb over the wall to get it. Thank you for your hard work, delivery boy."
Cheng Zhi, who was wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts and had just climbed over the wall: "..."
It’s just… quite a coincidence.
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