Liao Junchen and the others who originally signed with the company, the dormitory rented by the company in the past is similar to what they see now, so the acceptance level is very good.

The dormitory was on the third floor. When the manager opened the door and signaled them to go in, the members rushed into the living room with boxes, and the room suddenly seemed a little crowded.

The residential building looks ordinary from the outside, but the interior is actually much better than expected.

The living room can accommodate at least nine tall trainees. The lighting is a very warm warm yellow. The simple but clean fabric sofa can squeeze five or six people. The coffee table is covered with a light gray carpet, which is very soft to step on. .

The members left their boxes in the living room and scattered around the dormitory, focusing on the bedrooms and bathrooms.

Su Qinglan, who was jumping up and down, said while looking at it, "Ah, four rooms?"

"Every room is different! And the first room on the left is a large double bed, and the first room on the right is two single beds."

"Ah, there's no table in this room..."

"Uh, why is there no wardrobe here! Will the clothes be hung in the living room in the future? Or should they be put in other people's rooms?"

"What! Only two toilets for nine people?!"

The front was all right, but when heard the last sentence, Kim You Eun, who was severely obsessive-compulsive and obsessed with cleanliness, turned green.

Two bathrooms for nine people. God, sooner or later, he has to wash his hair once in the evening to live. He will be busy in the future. If he takes turns using the bathroom, will he still have time to use the bathroom? ?

God is busy with me! ! !

Yu Zifei thought silently after a rough look around: There are only four rooms with nine people. Not only is he not likely to live alone, he may have more than one roommate.

He stood indifferently at the door of one of the bedrooms, the warm light from the room shone on his flaxen hair, and the fine diamond earrings flashed inhumanely.

Now Yu Zifei's mood is that the Virgin Mary will take him directly.

The future that is visible to the naked eye will not last.

Fan Xi, who is a rich second generation, is very well accepted, and he is excitedly running around, "Wow, I've always wanted to live in a dormitory like this! It's just right for nine people to live in four rooms, how fun it is to sleep with two or three people haha! Golden Milk, do you want to live with me and Lu?"

Qin Lu and Jin Youen, who were named at the same time: "...?"

Qin Lu blinked and smiled: "Do you want to live with me?"

Cosmic Straight Ball - What are you talking about - Fan Xi nodded without hesitation: "Yeah!"

Jin Youen quickly put his arm on Qin Lu's shoulder and looked at Fan Xi with a face, "you're thinking about shit": "I can live with Qin Lu, but you can't. Fan Kele, do you have self-knowledge about yourself?"

Speaking of this, Jin Youen began to grind his teeth, "If you don't change your habit of throwing everything away, don't come near my room for the rest of your life, Asi!"

Fan Xi: "Bah, if you don't say it, I forgot, who wants to live in a room with you, a tidying madman, life needs freedom! Freedom understand! Freedom!"

Kim You Eun: "Oh, you can speak English, Fan Cola? Do you remember how to spell Freedom?"

Fan Xi: "...Shut up."

"You should choose your own room for a while," Han Suyan said lightly, leaning against the door frame, "Qin Lu chooses his own roommate, you may not be able to."

"Book a room first. The four rooms are different in size and style, as well as with different furniture and facilities." Liao Junchen sat on the suitcase, his long legs relaxed on the floor. "How?"

It wasn't until they heard a light cough that the nine people remembered what they had forgotten.

After the members entered the door, they accidentally forgot the manager who brought them.

They were not familiar with Ji Moshan, so they all stood up from the sofa or suitcase a little cautiously.

Ji Moshan is not a very famous agent, and the members of Infinite9 don't know much about him.

Ji Moshan, who is in his early thirties, is actually not very old, but perhaps because of his glasses, when he has a blank face, he looks a bit like the dean of the school, and he doesn't seem to be very good at speaking.

He glanced around the artists under his command, and said lightly, "Get rid of it as soon as possible, get some rest early. Come to the company tomorrow at seven o'clock, don't be late."

The last four words, Ji Moshan, were especially emphasized, so the members realized that the agent in front of him was very punctual.

"I know Brother Ji."

"Okay Brother Ji."

After the young trainees answered nervously, Ji Moshan left without saying anything more.

The little curly-haired Su Qinglan was obviously relieved.

"Sit down and talk!"

The suitcases were piled up in the corner, and the members sat down on the sofa one by one. Wei Zige, who had no place to sit, directly sat cross-legged on the carpet.

The nine people huddled together in the living room and began to finalize their first priority after moving into the dorm.

Qin Lu was sitting on the carpet, and Han Suyan, who was beside the sofa, put his arm on Qin Lu's shoulder, his eyes narrowed slightly as if he was a little sleepy.

"Quick fight, get up early tomorrow. Who lives with whom and which one?"

Chapter 108

"Everyone should first say who they want to share a room with. If they all choose the same room, then discuss it." Little Curly Hair likes to join in the fun, and staying in the dormitory gives him the same feeling as a spring outing. The more people there are, the happier he is.

Liao Junchen lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "No. It's easy to mess up this way. Let's take turns to take the slips with numbers on them, and choose first in the order they are drawn."

Jin Youen and Fan Xi widened their eyes in unison: "No—"

The two turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, and then turned their heads in disgust: "What if I win Golden Milk/Fan Cola, absolutely not!"

Looking at Liao Junchen's sharp eyebrows, Fan Xi's aura suddenly disappeared, scratching his head and saying, "Brother Liao, I want to live with Qin Lu."

Liao Junchen said lightly: "Think again."

Fan Xi: "..."

When the few of them were whispering together, Wei Zige, who didn't care much about it, was taking out a disc from his backpack and stuffing it into Qin Lu's hand, raised one eyebrow and lowered his voice, "collector's edition, send it to you. Now, we'll have time to watch it together later."