After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 136

Liao Junchen's group originally made the most net profit by selling sugar-coated haws, but after deducting ten percent as commission for Qin Lu, they went from first place to second. The last group was the haunted house group, and Jin Youen's already stiff face became even darker.

Wushazi, with a smiling face, recorded the amounts earned by the three groups.

"According to your rankings, each group will receive a different number of envelopes, which will be distributed to everyone tomorrow. The first group will receive three envelopes per person, the second group will receive two, and the last group will receive one per person."

"The envelopes will be very important in the upcoming tasks."

The members all nodded, but they didn't yet have a clear sense of their importance. Perhaps it was because they were back in a familiar environment, the members all returned to their slightly sleepy state from the morning, lounging casually on the sofa.

Wushazi saw for the first time how these idols were so relaxed and themselves. When Fan Xi yawned, she mischievously blinked and suddenly said, "So, everyone, please prepare your luggage in advance. We'll meet downstairs at six o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Fan Xi, in the middle of a yawn, froze on the spot, dumbfounded.

Qin Lu was slightly taken aback. Prepare luggage?

"Where are we going? By plane or by car?" Han Suyan quickly seized the point. Was it because the distance was far and they wouldn't be able to return in one day, or would they have to stay for a long time?

Wushazi smiled mysteriously, "I can't tell you now, wait until tomorrow for a surprise. This will be your first long-distance trip! Here's a little hint for everyone: you don't need to bring a lot of things, because you may not have a chance to use them."

"Well, I won't disturb you anymore. Rest well and see you tomorrow."

The production team members quickly left, leaving the Infinite9 members still somewhat dazed in the dorm.

"I thought every day would be similar to today. I didn't expect it to just be an appetizer." Nan Xiaomo rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Well, it's not bad, just think of it as going out to play. It's been a long time since I traveled with friends."

Suyan, who had been tormented by the haunted house all day, weakly waved his hand, "Brother Nan, I think you're thinking too much... The production team won't really let us eat, drink, and have fun. Today has drained me completely."

Nan Xiaomo reached out and grabbed Suyan's neck from behind, tousling his little curls. "Tired, Little Su?" Nan Xiaomo, seven years older than Suyan, always treated him like a child. "If you can't sleep tonight, brother will sing you a famous song!"

"Forget it, Brother Nan. I can't sleep even more if you sing... By the way, I've been wanting to say this!" Suyan protested with dissatisfaction, feeling it was unfair. However, the teammates in the living room all seemed to deliberately ignore him, smiling and turning their heads away.

Wei Zige walked to his room, lifted his T-shirt from behind, revealing the thorn tattoo swirling on his slightly dark lower back. He touched his ear and grinned back, "Huh, did someone say something just now? Oh, it's the little scaredy-cat."

Jin Youen, feeling inexplicably targeted again, turned even darker.

Suyan grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Wei Zige, "I'll go to hell with you, Wei Zige!"

He turned to Qin Lu, who was still smiling, "You're still laughing, Lu!"

Wei Zige agilely dodged the pillow attack, waved his hand without looking back, "Goodnight, little brother."