After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 55

Apart from the requirement to wake up an hour early every morning for a morning run in the future, the program team also arranged supplementary training courses, along with dietary planning, to help the trainees carry out systematic and effective body management.

The classes were led by professional fitness trainers, who patiently guided the trainees through basic supplementary training. Currently, the trainees were doing planks.

There weren't too many trainees left, about thirty spread out in the classroom. The fitness trainer was watching the stopwatch, correcting any improper movements of the students.

Two minutes didn't seem long for the young trainees, but sticking it out wasn't as easy as it seemed. When the coach signaled the end with a clap, many of them collapsed directly to the ground.

Qin Lu simply propped himself up and stood up. Sweat had dampened his once fluffy black hair. He casually ran his hand through it, revealing his faint and gentle brows hidden beneath the stray strands.

Most of the trainees were tired, sitting or lying down. Qin Lu was one of the few who stood up easily, so many of them subconsciously glanced over at him.

They had always known Qin Lu was thin, but this kind of thinness carried both aesthetics and strength. His slender, straight figure was wrapped in beautifully defined muscles, standing there like a poised arrow.

After allowing them a few minutes of rest, the coach clapped his hands and said, "Let's go again."

Qin Lu's expression showed no change, Liao Junchen moved calmly, and Fan Xi was thinking about when she could eat hot pot again.

The intensity of the dance practice for the trainees was significant, so they only groaned a few times before continuing the training.

After the coach announced the end of the class, the trainees breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to their respective practice rooms.

Apart from the unified supplementary training classes, the groups practiced separately during other time slots.

Three days later, the mentors went to check the progress of each group's performance. Yao Chen was responsible for Qin Lu's group, and he had heard that this team had already shown great coordination on the first day.

When he arrived, seven of them had just finished practicing together. After the music stopped, they tapped each other lightly, clearly having a very good relationship.

Yao Chen didn't know that all this was thanks to the team leader, Qin Lu. After noticing Yu Zifei's problem, he had been quietly helping him improve his social anxiety problem. Even though Yu Zifei wasn't consciously aware of it, he had made great progress.

It was currently summer, and there was no air conditioning in the practice room, only a standing electric fan. They should have been practicing from early morning until close to noon, and their training clothes were already soaked through. Even Qin Lu had rolled up his sleeves and pant legs, his hair damp with sweat.

At this moment, they hadn't noticed Yao Chen's arrival. Fan Xi was leaning towards the electric fan, adjusting the airflow to the highest setting. However, his wet hair was sticking to his forehead; otherwise, it would have flown around messily.

He had a feeling of "I finally came alive," squinting his eyes and enjoying the cool breeze that dispelled the heat.

But soon, Kim Youn pulled at his collar and dragged him back, "Don't block it; there's only one fan."

Fan Xi glanced at Toeisup, who still seemed unfazed, enviously saying, "Toei, how come you're not afraid of the heat?"

Toeisup, called by his name, rubbed his flaxen hair and foolishly replied, "At home, it's hotter."