Dorm Assignments

Liang Zhisheng couldn't help remarking, "You two should get along pretty well."

"Huh?" Li Xu frowned strangely. "What do I have to talk about with him? Everything he says in a day probably doesn't add up to one sentence from me."

Liang Zhisheng fired back sharply, "Two words from him are worth a whole sentence from you."

[What does that mean?]

[I know this one! The script!]

[What's the script joke? Did I miss a class?]

Lai Yudong: "..."

Stop with the callbacks already!

After a conversation in which every sentence teetered on the edge of revealing a bombshell, Lai Yudong dragged his suitcase over and laid it down beside the bed. Unpacking it was no less important than the first free ten-pull on a new mobile game account; the only thing missing was the words "newbie gift pack" stamped across the suitcase.

He was worried he might pull the same kind of newbie benefit as his first stage, something that would make everything go dark before his eyes. He was equally worried the system had packed the suitcase full of raffia grass to prank him. Either way, it would be something he couldn't let anyone see.

This humble believer is willing to eat vegetarian for life, as long as the newbie gift pack isn't too outrageous.

Lai Yudong gritted his teeth, squeezed his eyes shut, and steeled himself. He pulled the zipper all the way around, then carefully opened the suitcase.

The first thing he saw was several sets of neatly folded clothes. Sure enough, the system was too stingy to squeeze a drop of oil from, keeping the number of clothes down to just enough to change and wash.

Thankfully, the clothes were in good taste. There were no programmer-style plaid shirts, government-official-style polos, or old-man undershirts of the sort worn by grandpas out for a stroll. They were a little more fashionable than the bestselling street-dominating trendy-guy pieces on a certain orange shopping app, and anyone with a passing sense of style could put together a decent outfit with them.

The daily necessities were all there, including towels, a toothbrush, slippers, a cup, and body wash. There were even colored contacts, face masks, and makeup remover. It was like collecting every R card in a gacha game.

At least he wouldn't have to shamelessly ask his roommates to lend him anything.

Besides those, Lai Yudong found a few unexpected items: an unremarkable wallet and a smart MP3 player.

Unfortunately, there was no phone, the modern person's essential.

Apparently, all the trainees' phones had been collected before filming. He had transmigrated at a relatively late point and had luckily been spared that cruel experience.

The wallet was as ordinary as it looked, with only a few bills inside. Other than bribing a security guard to order takeout for him, Lai Yudong couldn't think of any use for cash here at the moment.

The only pleasant surprise was the smart MP3 player. Although it was a closed Wi-Fi model designed for students that couldn't even open a web page, he could use its built-in music app to listen to songs online.

Got it. My side quest is to find Wi-Fi and listen to the original version of "Lose Heart."

System: [Host, there is no such side quest.]

Lai Yudong: [Never mind that.]

After taking stock of the newbie gift pack, Lai Yudong dug makeup remover and cotton pads out of his suitcase and deftly opened the packaging.

He had worn makeup for various interviews and events both on and off campus, so he was just as adept at taking it off. He didn't engage in the demonized straight-guy behavior.

For example, the classic declaration that "lipstick only comes in one color: red."

Whenever he stared at shades of Barbie pink and pumpkin for ages, he could never understand just how color-blind certain "real men" had to be to confuse pink and orange.

The person who had shrieked "Aren't you something, being so good-looking" in the crowd might well have been cut from the same cloth as them.

Muttering to himself, Lai Yudong walked over to the mirror with a cotton pad soaked in makeup remover. When he met the yellowish eyes in the mirror, he suddenly realized a serious problem—

How do I take out the colored contacts?

Lai Yudong gazed silently at the mirror. This was his first time wearing colored contacts, and he hadn't even put them in himself. By the time he came to his senses, the system had already given him this initial skin.

Incidentally, the same went for his hair color. The requirements of his major meant he had never dyed his hair.

This was the pinnacle of one-click skin changing.

"—Youshu, did you fall asleep standing up?"

Seeing his new roommate standing blankly in front of the full-length mirror without moving for quite a while, Liang Zhisheng's meddlesome nature kicked in again. He came over and watched for a few seconds, then keenly noticed that Lai Yudong's gaze was fixed on the eyes in the mirror. "Are your eyes bothering you?"

The light-blond-haired boy turned his head, immediately drawing attention to his eyes.

Accented with a hint of green, their primrose color was as fresh as a flower's stamen, neither too lighthearted nor too subdued, but somewhere in between. The perfect choice of color suited his temperament just right: quiet in a crowd, yet impossible to overlook, effortlessly catching the eye in a distinctive, uncommon way.

He quickly looked away, pressed his lips together almost imperceptibly, then swiftly raised his eyes again to stare straight at Liang Zhisheng, seemingly following the social etiquette that said one must look the other person in the eye during a conversation.

Seeing this, Liang Zhisheng earnestly tried to guess what was troubling his new roommate, only to receive an unexpected answer—

"I don't know how to take them out."

Liang Zhisheng: "...Huh?"

[This woke me up laughing hahahahaha]

[A development I never saw coming]

[He can put them in but can't take them out?]

[Taking colored contacts out really is a little harder]

After a difficult internal struggle, Lai Yudong honestly explained the problem he faced.

He was worried that if he fumbled around, he might do something to his eyes. Who knew whether a problem with this body would also be reflected in his body in the real world?

Most importantly, he had heard of plenty of terrifying cases no different from ghost stories: colored contacts slipping behind people's eyeballs, colored contacts splitting, and so on.

Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

So Lai Yudong looked sincerely at the dumbstruck Liang Zhisheng. "Can you teach me? Thank you."

Chapter 13: Dorm Assignments

Under Liang Zhisheng's guidance, Lai Yudong successfully removed the colored contacts. He blinked, and his eyes felt comfortable, as though they had regained the right to breathe.

Liang Zhisheng had originally intended to help him take them out himself, but Lai Yudong had refused in alarm. Having a stranger pull at his eyelids and pinch his eyeballs seemed a little inappropriate, however he looked at it.