Chapter 19: Training
Yu Yimeng trembled as he retreated to the side, his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but under the intimidating gaze of Lou Ting, he didn’t dare utter a word.
Lou Ting said, “Take off your clothes.”
“What?” Yu Yimeng widened his eyes in confusion, “Why?”
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Yan Zige stood at the front, leaning against the horizontal bar behind him, holding a virtual screen in his hands, further refining the training program he had formulated. He had set a later assembly time compared to the other teams.
Mainly because he had many considerations and wanted to give himself more time for adjustments. At this moment, the members of the dance team also walked in groups of two or three.
The director was responsible for inspecting the three classrooms, and when he saw that not everyone had arrived here, he came in and asked, “What time does today’s training start? If someone is late, write down their names and deduct points.”
Strict adherence to the regulations was required for classes here, and being late for class would result in punishment.
Yan Zige put away the training program and said, “No one is late; it’s not yet the time I set.”
“Oh,” the director nodded, “What about Lou Ting? He wasn’t in the dormitory when I went to deliver the team uniforms earlier, and he’s not here in the classroom either.”
Yan Zige said, “He might arrive in a while. Give me the team uniforms, and when he comes, I’ll give them to him.”
The director didn’t have the team uniforms in his hands; he had just come to take a look. He quickly said, “No need, no need. His roommate was here, so I gave them to Yu Yimeng.”
“Yu Yimeng?” Yan Zige furrowed his brow as he pronounced the name, “You gave the team uniforms to Yu Yimeng. Aren’t you afraid he’ll hide them and not give them to Lou Ting?”
“Is that so? Do they have a problem with each other?” The director couldn’t think of any reason for them to have a conflict. Could it be an internal conflict that he wasn’t aware of?
It felt quite strange.
Yan Zige sighed, realizing that the director had truly forgotten. “What’s Liang Yingdi’s current manager’s name?”
“Yu Jinxia,” the director said, then hesitated, “Isn’t it?!”
“Yes,” Yan Zige helplessly replied, “His sister just suffered a big loss from Lou Ting today. Why did you assign him and Lou Ting to the same dormitory?”
“Well, there were no more rooms available,” the director said. How could he have known that Yu Yimeng, who acted obediently and foolishly in front of him, might have some other thoughts in his mind?
The director panicked. Lou Ting’s popularity was currently high, and even if the program had issues, it couldn’t be attributed to Lou Ting! Otherwise, people would curse him with a single keystroke.
The director asked, “What should we do then?” At the same time, he held a glimmer of hope. “What if we’re overthinking it?”
Yan Zige said, “When the time comes, if Yu Yimeng cuts Lou Ting’s team uniform and Lou Ting appears on camera without one, both you and Lou Ting will be criticized.”
Although he said this, he just wanted to alert the director, making him realize that not everyone who appears obedient is genuinely obedient.
When Lou Ting arrives, if he doesn’t have a team uniform, Yan Zige will give him his own.
After all, as a mentor, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t wear a team uniform. Moreover… the smudgy color of this uniform doesn’t really suit him. Just as he was thinking about it, Lou Ting pushed open the door and walked in.
The director, whose nerves were on edge, immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lou Ting’s clothes were intact.
With that, he could also straighten his back and say to Yan Zige, “You see, I told you, Yu Yimeng might not necessarily seek revenge for his sister and damage Lou Ting’s clothes or anything like that. That would be too low-level.”
Yan Zige furrowed his brow slightly but remained silent.
Behind Lou Ting was Yu Yimeng, wearing clothes that looked like they had just been picked up from a trash pile. There were countless holes in the garment, as if it had been patched together with scraps of different-colored fabric and mismatched threads. The overall look was extremely disheveled.
The director: “…”
“Too hasty.”
The director cautiously asked, “H-How do you know that?”
Why did it seem like Yu Yimeng was the one who suffered?
In that simple exchange of glances, Yan Zige understood the ins and outs of the whole situation and couldn’t help but laugh. The director looked utterly bewildered.
What kind of riddle are you playing?
Yan Zige cleared his throat and said, “It’s getting late, and the director should go check on other teams. We need to start training.”
“Uh, but I…” The director wanted to say something, but Yan Zige directly pushed him out the door.
Yan Zige took off his coat and handed it to Lou Ting, gesturing for him to take off his own garment. “It doesn’t fit properly.”
Lou Ting firmly refused, “It’s fine. I can’t let the mentor end up without clothes just to help me.”
Yan Zige: “…”
The mentor still hopes to be able to help you.
“Hurry up, don’t wait for me to do it myself.” Lou Ting and Yu Yimeng had a significant difference in body size. Although Lou Ting could wear it, it was a bit short. It looked okay overall, but if you looked at it for too long, it would still appear strange.
Lou Ting, feeling helpless, exchanged clothes with him.
Yan Zige took the shorter one and, in the hopeful gaze of Yu Yimeng, who wanted his clothes back, tied it around his waist.
Yu Yimeng clutched the tattered fabric on his body, looking at Yan Zige with a pained expression. That gaze seemed on the verge of tears.
“What are you looking at me for?” Yan Zige furrowed his brow. This delicate appearance of an Omega might elicit a sense of softness and a desire to protect from an Alpha’s perspective. But as an Omega himself, Yan Zige only saw such an Omega as a hindrance.
Yan Zige said, “If you don’t want to participate in the training, go back and rest. Don’t be a nuisance in front of me.”
Yan Zige’s strictness was well-known within the industry.
Yan Zige’s professional attitude was strict and serious, which led him to approach everything with an infinite pursuit of perfection. Given Yu Yimeng’s current misconduct, Yan Zige naturally wouldn’t help him.
He didn’t care about internal conflicts, but he had no idea how to evaluate someone like Yu Yimeng, who couldn’t win against others and ended up being suppressed. Yan Zige couldn’t understand it.
Furthermore, Yan Zige already had a better impression of Lou Ting. Subconsciously, he leaned towards Lou Ting. When he thought about the trainee he fought to get, nearly being manipulated on the team uniform, he felt a surge of anger.
While Yu Yimeng continued to pretend to be aggrieved and on the verge of tears, Yan Zige simply ignored him. He turned around and walked to the center, clapping his hands. When everyone looked up at him, he said, “Everyone, get ready and do some simple warm-up exercises. We’ll start formal training in ten minutes.”
“Okay.”
Except for Lou Ting, who was selected by Yan Zige himself, everyone else in the group voluntarily joined. They all believed they were good at dancing and felt that this group would provide a more secure way to earn points.
They still needed the popularity from this show.
Lou Ting was just about to join them for warm-up exercises when he saw Yan Zige walking towards him and saying, “Lou Ting, you’re too stiff. Let’s skip the warm-up exercises. I’ll help you stretch.”
Lou Ting: “???”
Is this a form of retaliation?
Yan Zige looked at Lou Ting’s perplexed expression and knew that he hadn’t chosen the wrong approach. He became even more enthusiastic. “Come on, come on, let the mentor personally guide you.”
Lou Ting was in the early stages of shifting to his beast form and still had some difficulty controlling his strength. What if he accidentally injured Yan Zige during the training?
Lou Ting dodged him and said, “Mentor, I can do it myself.”
“Are you afraid I’ll hurt you? Don’t worry, I have good control.”
Lou Ting: “…”
I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.
While Yan Zige was still figuring out how to help Lou Ting with his training, one of the trainees who was doing warm-up exercises shouted, “Mentor Yan, you can’t favor one and neglect the other!”
“Yeah! Mentor Yan, we haven’t stretched either!”
“I want Mentor to personally help me with my splits.”
One person took the lead, and the others joined in the fun.
Yan Zige said, “Since there are six of you, we’ll pair up two by two. I’ll help Lou Ting because he came separately.”
A team of seven people can’t be evenly divided.
Yan Zige directed Lou Ting, saying, “Come on, it’s just you left.”
Lou Ting had no choice but to follow Yan Zige’s instructions and start doing the splits.
He had received professional dance training in his previous life and had a good foundation in dance. However, the original host was not young anymore, and his muscles were not as flexible as they used to be. Some dance moves would look stiff and lack aesthetic appeal if his muscles weren’t properly stretched.
Stretching now was bound to be painful. Lou Ting had tried using his previous methods for practice before, but the effect was minimal.
Yan Zige said, “I’ve prepared the choreography for the group dance. After training, I’ll send it to your email. Remember to check it and study diligently. Practice it several times. The preliminary stage in a few days will be scored based on this. A low score will affect the overall rating.”
“To receive a high score within the given time, you need to excel in both singing and dancing. You’re all part of the dance team, so don’t blame me if your dance falls short compared to other teams and I deduct points.”
While he spoke, the notification was secondary. The main purpose was to divert Lou Ting’s attention. When you’re focused on stretching your legs, it can feel exhausting. But if you engage in conversation, it becomes much easier.
However, Yan Zige glanced at Lou Ting.
It seemed like… he wasn’t affected at all? Yan Zige calmly pressed down a bit more.
When the time was up, he stood up and helped Lou Ting to his feet, saying, “Let’s do some stretching exercises.”
“Okay.” If the stretching wasn’t done properly, his muscles might be so sore tomorrow that he wouldn’t be able to stand up.
Lou Ting rested and stretched at the same time. Then he turned his head and saw that Yan Zige had adjusted the exercises for the two of them, with a different level of intensity.
Lou Ting pondered for a moment and felt that there was a reason why his training was supercharged.
Yu Yimeng’s team uniform was tattered and worn out. He was constantly avoiding the camera during the stretching session, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Lou Ting finished his stretching and Yan Zige continued to stare at him without looking away.
Just then, Yu Yimeng suddenly stood up straight. In an instant, he remembered the punch in the dormitory and trembled in fear.
But Lou Ting didn’t come towards him at all. Instead, he walked towards the door and opened it.
Lou Ting had just noticed someone standing at the door. Perhaps out of consideration for the ongoing training inside, the person didn’t knock but waited silently. After Lou Ting approached, the camera assistant handed him two large bags full of various milk teas and fruit teas mixed together.
The camera assistant said, “Manager He asked you to have some milk tea.”
“Manager He?” Before Lou Ting could ask further, the camera assistant turned around and went to the next classroom.
Coincidentally, the first round of training was just completed, and Yan Zige said, “Take a ten-minute break.”
“Okay!” The trainees, who had been exhausted from stretching, suddenly came alive and hopped over to get their milk teas.
Lou Ting took a fruit tea in advance and handed it to Yan Zige. Yan Zige accepted it but didn’t drink it. He asked, “Why aren’t you drinking?”
Lou Ting replied, “I’m not a fan of sweet drinks.”
Just as he finished speaking, a voice of confusion came from the other side, “Why is there a glass of ice water here? Was it delivered to the wrong place?”
Lou Ting paused and said, “That’s mine.”
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