Chapter 127: Transmigrated as a Scumbag in a Boy Group Survival Show (9)
“Go ahead,” Cen Yu said. After changing his pants as well, he sat cross-legged on his bed, looking at Zhan Kongqing on the other side.
Zhan Kongqing said, “I don’t demand absolute silence.”
“However, while in the dorm, I hope you wear headphones no matter what you’re doing.”
Simply put, whether watching a movie or chatting on the phone, headphones were mandatory to maintain relative quiet.
Cen Yu nodded, finding the request perfectly reasonable.
“Second, I hope you don’t leave your things cluttering up the place.”
Although the rooms in this luxury flat provided by the company weren’t small, converted into double rooms, space was still somewhat tight.
This requirement of Zhan Kongqing’s was also easy to understand; Cen Yu remembered that during the survival show, Zhan Kongqing had a bit of OCD-like orderliness, keeping everything neatly organized into proper categories.
“Third…” Zhan Kongqing paused for a moment. “I haven’t thought of it yet.”
Cen Yu felt that Zhan Kongqing wasn’t as difficult to get along with as he had imagined… Just as he was mulling it over, he heard a few knocks on the room door.
“Who is it?” Cen Yu called out, looking toward the knocked door.
“Me,” Li Yanxiao’s voice sounded from outside.
Seeing that Zhan Kongqing, who was closer to the door, had no intention of responding, Cen Yu raised his voice again, “Something up?”
“Can I come in?”
Cen Yu turned his gaze to Zhan Kongqing beside him, seeking his opinion.
Zhan Kongqing’s face rarely showed much emotion. Faced with Cen Yu’s inquiring look, he merely gave a slight nod… Seeing this, Cen Yu called out toward the door, “Sure, step right in, Young Master.”
Li Yanxiao opened the door and walked in. He had changed into a hoodie similar in style to Cen Yu’s.
Zhan Kongqing took one glance and noticed it was almost identical in style to Cen Yu’s… He instinctively looked at Cen Yu sitting cross-legged on the bed, seeing that his hoodie was indeed the exact same design as Li Yanxiao’s, just a different color.
A subtle, odd sensation stirred in his heart.
He watched as Li Yanxiao propped one hand against the doorframe, looking at Cen Yu. “There’s a terrace over here.”
“…” Cen Yu looked at Li Yanxiao. “So?”
Li Yanxiao put on an aggrieved expression. “So I’m inviting you to go on an exploration with me.”
He put on an eager, enthusiastic act, looking for all the world as if it were his first time living in a house this big.
—It’s the young master’s first time living in a place this small, more like!
Cen Yu speculated inwardly.
For some reason, faced with Li Yanxiao’s invitation, his eyes couldn’t help drifting toward Zhan Kongqing on the side, as if waiting for his reaction.
In the very next second, Cen Yu comforted himself—
Normal. After all, I’m going out to hang out with Protagonist Gong #2, so shouldn’t I be mindful of the Protagonist Shou’s bestie’s reactions?
Seeing that Cen Yu wasn’t responding, Li Yanxiao simply walked in from the doorway. Ignoring Zhan Kongqing near the door, he plunked his butt straight onto Cen Yu’s bed, clinging to Cen Yu like a giant dog. “Let’s go take a look~”
After a moment’s thought, he added, “Brother Cen.”
Yes, Cen Yu was actually a year older than Li Yanxiao.
It was just that in the past, Li Yanxiao hadn’t been willing to call him “Brother” at all… Who would have thought that just to get Cen Yu to go to the terrace with him now, he would even resort to calling him “Brother.”
“…Fine,” Cen Yu compromised.
Li Yanxiao immediately yanked him up, grabbing him by the arm to drag him toward the terrace…
Zhan Kongqing watched the interaction between the two the entire time. Having been roomed with Li Yanxiao for a period, he naturally understood what kind of personality this guy possessed—
Warm on the outside, cold on the inside, looking down on absolutely everyone in his heart.
Yet when facing Cen Yu, Li Yanxiao appeared remarkably patient…
Zhan Kongqing didn’t quite understand it, but for now, he merely assumed the two hit it off better, without paying it too much mind.
However, once the two arrived on the terrace together, they spotted Jiang Jueming sitting on a lounge chair off to the side.
Li Yanxiao clearly hadn’t expected Jiang Jueming to be here. The instant his eyes landed on Jiang Jueming, his expression turned extremely cold and stern, as though he had run into someone he least wanted to see—though that lasted for only a split second.
“Ah, didn’t expect someone to beat us to it,” Li Yanxiao said with a touch of regret. “I originally wanted to bring you over to see this.”
Hearing this, Cen Yu immediately understood that the mysterious thing Li Yanxiao wanted him to come over and see was this very lounge chair.
“…” What’s so interesting about a lounge chair?
Cen Yu snorted internally.
“I just noticed that lying over there offers a pretty great view of the scenery outside,” as if he had overheard Cen Yu’s internal complaint, Li Yanxiao added.
Jiang Jueming wasn’t dead, so naturally he caught the subtext in Li Yanxiao’s words—the clear implication that he was getting in the way.
Lying here to look at the scenery was likely a pretext; wanting to lie here himself was the real goal.
Jiang Jueming cast a glance at the lounge chair beneath him.
Rather than a lounge chair, it was designed more like a beach lounge chair—with a bit of squeezing, fitting two people was definitely no big problem.
He could already envision Li Yanxiao’s excuse: first saying that lying there to look at the scenery outside was nice… and then taking the opportunity to squeeze onto this lounge chair. So he turned his head and threw a glance at Li Yanxiao. “Should I give it up to you?”
Li Yanxiao stared at Jiang Jueming.
Guessing that the other had already seen through his motive, he propped one hand against the terrace railing, looking at him. “No need.”
“First come, first served. May the best man win.”
As for what “first come, first served” referred to, and what “may the best man win” entailed…
Li Yanxiao didn’t spell it out, and Jiang Jueming didn’t ask.
Cen Yu looked at the two who seemed to be speaking in riddles. “…Should I head back?”
He felt like those two were having quite an enjoyable conversation.
“No need.”
“Suit yourself.”
Both spoke almost simultaneously, except Li Yanxiao directly grabbed hold of Cen Yu’s arm. “Stay a bit longer~”
“It’s so stuffy inside the room.”
“HOLY CRAP!”
“MAJOR NEWS!”
Cen Yu turned his head, only to see two members on the living room sofa suddenly yelling at the top of their lungs.
His attention was instantly drawn over, and Li Yanxiao naturally looked in that direction as well. “What major news?” he asked, somewhat curious.
Seeing that it was Li Yanxiao and Cen Yu, those two members waved at them. “Seriously major news.”
“Gu Hanyin’s new movie is a road crime film…”
“One of the roles has been cast, but word is they’re still looking for the other.”
The moment Cen Yu heard Gu Hanyin’s name, he knew an important plot point from the early-to-mid stage of the story was arriving—
As an acclaimed, heavyweight director, Gu Hanyin’s new movie was a coveted prize everyone wanted a piece of!
Especially since he was famous for his ability to coax great performances out of actors; even the most clumsy, rotten wood could be disguised as fine jade under his camera lens. Although this big-shot director’s previous films were critically acclaimed rather than box-office hits, it didn’t stop the fact that as long as you landed a role in his movie, you’d soar straight into the film industry elite.
Uncountable numbers of top-tier idols dreamed of taking a bite out of Gu Hanyin’s big pie.
“…And Gu Hanyin will also be attending the fashion gala that day,” those two members exchanged a glance.
