Dorm Room Assignments

Liang Zhisheng: "Which one are you going to?"

"..."

Caught between the two of them, Lai Yudong looked left and right, unable to understand how things had come to this.

Normally, the ones people fought over should have been strong performers or the kind who got along with everyone. How had it ended up being him, a shut-in contestant who was hopeless at both singing and dancing?

Had he done anything worth fighting over?

Author's note:

Lai Yudong (on guard): A conspiracy.

Chapter 12: Dorm Room Assignments

Comparing the lineups of dorms 706 and 707, Lai Yudong had a clear preference. The latter was unquestionably his first choice.

Li Xu, who did things his own way; Xu An, who was introverted and shy; and Liang Zhisheng, who was gentle and considerate. It was an absolutely perfect lineup.

[The ultimate dorm showdown! Where will Miura Yuki go!]

[You Shu: I want to run away so badly]

[Pick 706! You Shu and Liu Qichu are hilarious together]

[Don't make things difficult for the cool guy www]

...Don't disregard the person involved's life and death just because it's funny! Lai Yudong's life matters too!

Once again, he stressed that he had nothing against Liu Qichu, nor did he have any objections to the two Class A trainees he had never spoken to. It was just that his circumstances were unusual, so he had to take them into account when choosing a dorm.

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Even so, being caught between the two of them, choosing one side without a second thought wasn't really in Lai Yudong's nature. Besides, Liu Qichu wasn't as carefree as he appeared, and Lai Yudong worried that rejecting him would hurt his feelings.

Lai Yudong racked his brains for a reason, but couldn't come up with a suitable one.

Just as he was about to borrow Liang Zhisheng's "more complete setup" excuse, a black-haired boy with a bob haircut pushed open the door and saved him from the depths of misery like a savior surrounded by holy light.

It was Xu An, 707's resident main vocal.

Xu An had a washbasin full of toiletries tucked in his left arm and a waterproof bath bag for his change of clothes in his right hand. He had just changed into a pair of slippers, and one look at him made it clear that he was getting ready to wash up.

He had been unpacking and hadn't noticed the commotion outside. The moment he stepped out of the dorm and saw a familiar figure, his eyes lit up in a flash. "You Shu, are you coming to our dorm?"

"I..."

"That's great!" Realizing he had reacted a little too excitedly, Xu An smiled sheepishly. "I promised you before that you could come to me anytime you needed help with singing. It'll be even more convenient if we're in the same dorm."

Lai Yudong: "..."

When he remembered that the song for the extra test had been randomly rolled, his damned guilt grew even heavier.

System: [Please don't think like that, host. Being able to roll it was a skill in itself.]

Lai Yudong: [Are you mocking me?]

System: [Luck is also part of strength.]

Lai Yudong: [Isn't this fraud!? Hurry up and play me the original version of "Lose Heart"!]

System: [Sorry, I cannot provide that technical support.]

Having long expected the useless system to be incapable of doing anything right, Lai Yudong sighed deeply to himself. Compared with a beautiful misunderstanding that couldn't be cleared up in a hurry, the immediate priority was to settle the dorm assignment.

The mix-up caused by the system had made him gain a wave of Xu An's goodwill unfairly, but it wasn't a big problem. Not knowing Xu An's obscure songs didn't mean he didn't know the hits that had been wildly popular back then. He could just about call himself half a fan, so dorm 707 was still his first choice.

Lai Yudong looked at Liang Zhisheng and Xu An, then held up two fingers to Liu Qichu. "Two to one."

"...You're actually deciding based on numbers!?" Liu Qichu's eyes widened in disbelief. "Then I'll call Teacher Su and Teacher Jin over! That'll make it two to three!"

"It's getting late, so let's not put You Shu in a difficult position. We still have to get up early today." With his makeup remover tucked under his arm, Liang Zhisheng grinned and pushed Lai Yudong toward dorm 707. "We're so close together. It'll be easy to visit."

"You're so sneaky!"

And so, the dorm selection commotion came to an end when the nameplate bearing "Miura Yuki" was stuck in the last spot outside dorm 707.

Lai Yudong stared at the room number for a few seconds before belatedly realizing that his birthday happened to be July 7.

Good luck to him.

The trainees' dorms were nothing special, much like Lai Yudong's university dorm. The only difference was that the four-person room had two bunk beds on the same side, rather than beds above desks.

The bed left for him was a lower bunk near the door, with Liang Zhisheng above him. Xu An had the other lower bunk, and Li Xu was above him.

"Li Xu, everyone in our dorm is here now." Liang Zhisheng knocked on the bed board of the upper bunk. "There, he's Miura Yuki. You two sat together on the bus."

"Hello." Lai Yudong hurried to greet him, lest this impatient fellow overlook him again.

"Oh, hello." Busy making his bed, Li Xu spared him a glance and brought up what had happened on the road as though it were perfectly natural. "Next time someone curses you out, remember to curse them back."

Lai Yudong: "..."

Was that something you could say in front of the cameras?

In his limited understanding, Li Xu's suggestion would damage one's image. Whether in front of a camera or in private, it was best to avoid doing that as much as possible. Besides, the person hadn't named anyone, so assuming it was about him would make him look very undignified.

From the standpoint of entertainment value, dramatic conflict could bring greater exposure. Tired catfight segments were everywhere on variety shows, and as the saying went, even being famous for the wrong reasons was still being famous.

But—

This was a talent show selling dreams, not a divorce dating show whose main attraction was catfights.

His task was to work hard to debut, not sell products on a livestream after being eliminated.

Whatever the reason, he believed there had been nothing wrong with what he had done at the time.

"Ahem."

Liang Zhisheng coughed theatrically a few times and glanced discreetly at the camera installed in the dorm.

Fortunately, the GoPro provided in the dorm didn't pick up sound very well. Li Xu hadn't spoken loudly, and the sound of him making the bed had drowned out his voice. Among the few viewers in the livestream at this hour, there was no Leeuwenhoek who noticed what he had said.