After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 201 - 202

201

After autumn, the mornings got later and later. Qin Lu's internal clock was always accurate. When he opened his eyes, it was still pitch black outside, with only a few dim streetlights visible.

He turned over gently and sat up, then looked out of the second-floor window after washing up. He noticed someone in a white tracksuit running downstairs. It was Quan Zai Xian.

He must have the habit of morning runs. Even in an unfamiliar place, he would still run a few laps around the outside track.

Qin Lu received the clothes the previous night but didn't look for him, assuming he might be resting.

He wanted to ask Quan Zai Xian about the clothes, so he put on a tracksuit and went downstairs again.

The sky was still not bright, but in desolate areas far from exhaust emissions and industrial pollution, the air was better. Especially in the dim light of early morning, when everything was quiet, there was a comforting feeling.

In such a quiet situation, any slight sound would be very noticeable. When Qin Lu came out of the dormitory, Quan Zai Xian happened to finish a lap.

There were two vintage-style lamps in front of the castle gate. The dim light enveloped Qin Lu with a warm touch. Quan Zai Xian glanced up and saw Qin Lu coming out, waving to him with a smile.

"Morning," Quan Zai Xian's pace wasn't fast. Qin Lu caught up with him and jogged alongside him. Both of them breathed steadily and rhythmically.

Quan Zai Xian didn't look at Qin Lu once they were jogging side by side, focusing ahead. He replied, "Morning."

Both of them were accustomed to exercise and were quite young, so their jogging pace was even, without any hurry or panting.

"You went for a run yesterday too?" Qin Lu asked.

Quan Zai Xian nodded, "Yeah."

"Must have been late by the time you finished settling in. Did you sleep well?" Qin Lu inquired.

Quan Zai Xian paused for a moment before replying, "Not really. I never thought I would experience bunk beds here."

After a day passed, Quan Zai Xian's Chinese improved. During Qin Lu's rest periods, he saw Quan Zai Xian watching Chinese talk shows with earphones on in the living room.

The best way to understand and master a language is to watch dramas or variety shows.

Qin Lu chuckled silently. The production team asked them to choose between the two remaining rooms, but both Room 6 and Room 7 had bunk beds, with only slight differences in size.

Yesterday, Quan Zai Xian had brought coffee.

"What's the deal with the clothes?" Qin Lu asked.

Quan Zai Xian seemed to have anticipated Qin Lu's question and evaded it, saying, "Keep them. Convenient."

Qin Lu didn't press further on the matter.

Last night, Qin Yi Han sent him a message, along with several emojis, asking if he knew about Quan Zai Xian's background. Qin Lu chuckled and replied that he now knew.

Perhaps this was Quan Zai Xian's habitual style. Wherever he went, he would bring things. Instead of insisting on refusing or returning them, it might be better to gradually reciprocate with items of equal value in the future. Qin Lu absentmindedly recalled the digits in his account. Well, he felt like the return gift would have to come slowly.

Quan Zai Xian glanced at the tracksuit Qin Lu was wearing and started to speed up without a word.

Qin Lu thought Quan Zai Xian wanted to run faster and easily kept up.