Little Curly Hair was so tired that he was out of breath and rushed straight to Qin Lu before he stopped the car in a hurry. He threw the bag in his hand, put his hands on his knees, raised his head, met Qin Lu's surprised eyes, and grinned: "I'm so tired, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Qin Lu looked at the package of snacks exposed in the supermarket bag on the ground, and said hesitantly, "This is the luggage you forgot to take...?"

"Mmmm!" The little curly hair blinked, and he began to babble, "Before I came, I made a list of the things I usually like to eat and went to the supermarket to clean up, although I usually need to eliminate them myself. Take some time, but there will definitely be several people in the same dormitory in the future, so you can share the meal together!"

He raised his head and looked at Qin Lu with bright eyes. A boy of the same age as him had a calm and gentle aura, which was different from anyone he knew before.

"What do you want?" He looked at Qin Lu, who was a little dazed, and took out a packet of biscuits in the supermarket bag, "Here, this is my favorite cheese flavor, you can understand me after just one bite!"

Qin Lu took the package of biscuits and took a bite out of it. There was indeed a strong cheese flavor.

But after thinking about it for a while, he still felt the need to remind Su Qinglan. Generally speaking, talent shows will screen "unnecessary luggage" before check-in. This is a general routine that everyone knows well, and it is impossible to run.

These snacks will probably only survive in Su Qinglan's hands for a few more hours before being confiscated.

After listening to Qin Lu's simple science, Su Qinglan was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at Qin Lu dumbfounded, and subconsciously repeated: "Uh, really?"

Qin Lu wanted to laugh a little, but he nodded: "Well."

Hearing this, Su Qinglan's face was bleak, she put the hood of her sweater over her head, and squatted on the ground like a gray mushroom: "...How could this be."

Qin Lu looked at the three buses in a row, and then looked at the trainees who had already entered the bus just now, bent over and patted Su Qinglan's little curly hair: "I have one Idea, think about it."

Five minutes later, Qin Lu and Su Qinglan got on the bus separately.

The first bus was full. Seeing Qin Lu standing in front of the bus, he raised his head and set his eyes on him.

The gentle black-haired trainee smiled narrowly and picked up a big white supermarket bag.

"A late-night snack? Cheese biscuits, spicy bars, chocolates and nuts."

Dozens of hungry and tired trainees: "..."

eat!

So the two large bags of snacks were easily wiped out within three hours of going to the dormitory base.

The staff of the director's team who followed the car were also assigned a pack of chocolate hazelnuts. When Qin Lu assigned him, the staff looked up at the handsome and handsome black-haired boy, torn between the righteous words to stop him and the course of his meal. After less than a second, he took it decisively and said, "Thank you, two more packs of spicy sticks".

Qin Lu and Su Qinglan, who quickly made a deep impression on the hearts of all the trainees, fell asleep in the second-to-last row by the window.

To be precise, it was Su Qinglan who fell asleep and Qin Lu next to him was affected.

After half asleep and arriving at the destination, everyone was in a trance, got out of the car as quietly as sleepwalking, picked up the luggage, and then dragged the suitcase into the dormitory while yawning.

This is completely different from what they imagined before they came, when everyone was very excited to visit here and there first.

In fact, when you are sleepy, it doesn't really matter whether the room is beautiful or comfortable. Even an A-level person will have to wait until tomorrow to envy him if he has a presidential suite. Now everyone just wants to get a pillow quickly. will meet Zhou Gong first.

Allocating a room was a lot of fuss. After finding my corresponding dormitory, I had to quickly "fight" in order to divide the bed, and then the staff of the director team knocked on the door one by one to collect "prohibited items", except for the necessary items. All clothes and shoes were confiscated.

Don't even think about mobile phone snacks.

These days, not cutting off the Internet and being isolated from the world is not a real draft.

The trainees who are still delicate on weekdays don't have the energy and smugness. Many people don't even bother to wash, and they fall on the bed without changing their clothes.

Go to sleep first.

Qin Lu and Su Qinglan were both C grades, they were assigned to a dormitory and chose a bunk bed.

Su Qinglan was so sleepy that his mother didn't even recognize him. Qin Lu watched him climb up on the upper bunk with his eyes closed, and lowered his voice as he packed up.

When he was in the crew before, he often shot several big night scenes in a row in order to catch up with the schedule, and he was well adapted to this level of work intensity. After simply packing up his luggage, Qin Lu guessed that there should be a surprise shooting tomorrow morning, and he should take a quick shower before falling asleep to prevent the rush the next morning.

Sure enough, when a youthful and energetic song suddenly sounded in each dormitory, the genius was almost bright.

"...Who played the song!!"

"Ahhhhh I'm so sleepy."

"What time is it? Does anyone wear a watch?"

"Damn it, seven! Does anyone remember what time we came back last night?"

"I feel like I barely slept..."

Qin Lu opened his eyes and slowed down for a while, then he quickly woke up in the blink of an eye. Except for him, the four people in the dormitory were still struggling to sit up. Qin Lu quietly listened to the unfamiliar song playing in the speaker for two minutes. It should be assembled in a while."

"Hmm... um...?" Su Qinglan sat up in a daze with the wild curly hair that turned into a bird's nest, rubbed her eyes and tried to open it to look at Qin Lu, "Oh, Qin Lu, I dreamed last night. You said pigeons can't be caught and eaten&%￥%￥￥…”

Qin Lu couldn't help laughing. The song on the radio was played three times and finally stopped. Instead, a familiar voice came from the audio recorded in advance by producer Cui Zhihao——