After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 199 - 200

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On the first day BreezeAy moved into the dormitory, Jiang Yibin successfully built rapport by contributing Shin Ramyun the day before.

The newly assigned songs to each group weren't much different from BreezeAy's starting point because none of them had heard the song before. The only advantage they had was language, but BreezeAy had Jian Chuyi, which lessened the language barrier.

At noon, Jiang Yibin prepared army hot pot as promised, and everyone ate together.

The castle's location was far from the city center, which meant during training, the groups couldn't leave the dormitory. Since the last fried chicken party, there hadn't been any oily food around—

Coach Xu Zheran's boiled water plan was actually very effective. Even if they weren't very hungry due to the high-intensity dance training, they would manage, and the results after a week were quite noticeable.

Fan Zherou's visibly chunky physique had slimmed down quite a bit, even the fans noticed, and all the groups looked better on camera.

Xu Zheran looked at Jiang Yibin who was concentrating on adding Korean chili paste, and the pot was filled with neatly arranged ingredients, with colors that were appetizing.

White enoki mushrooms, tofu, sliced rice cakes, neatly cut luncheon meat, cute crab sticks, and red spicy cabbage paired with tomato sauce and Korean chili paste, along with the seafood Shin Ramyun seasoning added after boiling, emitted a fragrance that made everyone unconsciously glance at it every few seconds.

Xu Zheran took a deep breath.

This must be the enemy group's conspiracy to make them gain weight.

But...

Xu Zheran pushed his glasses up and calmly asked, "Yibin, how much longer?"

Jiang Yibin understood his name and after a few seconds with the translator, used his hand to gesture a "five." "...Five minutes."

Xu Zheran nodded. "Thanks."

Jiang Yibin coolly smirked for 0.5 seconds and continued to focus on adding seasoning.

When he first saw Jiang Yibin's short scar on his eyebrow, it seemed fierce, but after Pei Jiangsheng asked him this morning how he got it, that feeling disappeared completely.

Pei Jiangsheng: "Did you fall when you were little, near the end of your eyebrow?"

Jiang Yibin quietly listened for a moment before slowly answering with precise pronunciation, "Shiyun ge, drunk, unconscious, beat me."

Pei Jiangsheng: "..."

He seemed to recall some unpleasant memory for a moment, his lips twitched unconsciously as he looked at Hua Lin. Sensing Hua Lin's sensitive gaze, Pei Jiangsheng turned his head lazily, raising his eyelids and looking at Pei Jiangsheng, who was asking questions unconsciously.

After noticing Pei Jiangsheng quickly turned his head as if he hadn't seen anything, Hua Lin was stunned, inexplicably thinking that this guy was acting strange again today.

Perhaps worried that Pei Jiangsheng would misunderstand, Jiang Yibin explained, "Shiyun ge, high myopia, didn't wear glasses. Drunk, thought I was a Taekwondo sandbag. Not intentional, strong force."

Seeing the fierce-looking Jiang Yibin was a domestic god with a full skillset, loving peace, and the gentle and handsome Nan Shiyun was a Taekwondo world champion with explosive strength.

First impressions really couldn't be trusted.

Xu Zheran didn't care about anything else. His gaze was focused on the rolling ingredients, his glasses shining brightly.