Upon reaching the hotel, Chu Qianze rolled up his sleeves and said, “I’m going to buy a bottle of water. Can you all keep an eye on my luggage?”
Rong Jinghe nodded and placed his belongings together with his own.
“It looks like they are getting the room key over there. Someone go and check. Who wants to go?” Chu Qianze glanced in that direction.
“I-I-I’ll go!” Hong raised his hand eagerly and then hurried to the front desk.
When Chu Qianze returned, he saw that Hong had already obtained the room key, and a few people were standing together, seemingly discussing something.
“What’s going on here?” Rong Jinghe asked as Hong stood beside him.
“There’s one room for two people here. I thought it would be a single room,” Hong said, looking at the two room keys and adjusting his suitcase next to him. “How should we arrange it?”
“It’s two people per room, right?” Chu Qianze understood and sat directly on his luggage. “How do you want to do this?”
“Brother Jinghe and Brother Chu, you two are in the same group, just share a room,” Hong suggested, putting his arm around Ye Lunguo’s shoulder. “As for Xiao Ye, he’s mine~”
Rong Jinghe glanced at Chu Qianze, “No objections.”
“Hehe, let’s go, let’s go! Upstairs to check out the room!” Hong pulled Ye Lunguo and walked ahead.
Upon swiping the card to enter the room, they found two beds inside. Chu Qianze pushed his suitcase against the wall, asking, “Which bed do you want to sleep on?”
“I’m fine with either,” Rong Jinghe opened his backpack and took out the necessary items.
“Then I’ll take the one closer to the inside.”
Chu Qianze effortlessly flopped onto the bed with a satisfied sigh. “Finally, we’ve arrived. It wasn’t easy.”
Rong Jinghe discreetly observed the other person. Back in the dormitory, there were always four people sharing a room, and now, for once, it was just the two of them.
However, judging by Chu Qianze’s demeanor, there wasn’t much difference from usual… which made sense; the focus should still be on the performance.
Suppressing his speculative thoughts, Rong Jinghe prepared to boil some water.
“Rest early; we have rehearsals tomorrow.”
As he lifted his foot over the suitcase, someone pulled him to the side.
Chu Qianze pressed him down onto the bed, one hand bracing beside him.
From Rong Jinghe’s perspective, he could clearly see every eyelash of the other person and feel each breath distinctly.
“Give me a kiss,” Chu Qianze lifted his eyelids, his voice slightly husky.
“I still need to tidy up.”
Rong Jinghe pressed his lips together, pulling back his rationality. With his elbow propped on the white quilt, he tried to get up but was stopped.
“Only after a kiss.”
Helplessly, Rong Jinghe pecked the corner of Chu Qianze’s mouth. “There.”
“This doesn’t count. Can this be considered a kiss?”
Chu Qianze refused to compromise, squinting his eyes. “I’ll give you another chance.”
Chu Qianze’s tone was serious, but a playful glint accumulated slowly in his eyes.
He loved seeing the person in front of him in this state.
The warmth radiating from the other person became more apparent in the air-conditioned room.
Rong Jinghe’s eyelashes flickered, and his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
“Don’t tease me.”
“In this rare moment of being alone, and yet you’re so indifferent?”
Chu Qianze leaned forward, bringing them extremely close. His breath hit Rong Jinghe’s face, tickling him, reaching deep into his core.
Seeing that the teasing wasn’t working, Chu Qianze sighed lightly, a hint of perfectly timed disappointment in his tone. “Since you don’t want to, then let it be…”
His words were cut off.
Rong Jinghe tilted his head slightly, maintaining the posture, and deepened the kiss.
The phone rang, and a rhythmic melody echoed in the room.
Chu Qianze glanced at the phone, indicating it was a delivery.
The dessert had arrived.
It was the highly recommended dessert he had read about on the positive reviews before coming. Rumored to be soft, delicious, not overly sweet, and receiving top-notch reviews for its texture!
He had been looking forward to it for a long time.
So, when he saw the program team handing over the phone, he immediately placed an order.
Picking up the phone from the side, Chu Qianze lay back on the bed, using his fingers to comb his bangs back while answering the call, “Yes, please wait, I’m about to—”
Before he could finish speaking, he felt Rong Jinghe approaching, a soft touch brushing against him, and then he felt a slight pain on his lips.
Taking the phone from Chu Qianze, Rong Jinghe spoke into it, “Just leave the items at the front desk. We’ll pick them up later. Thank you.”
He pressed the red button, ending the call.
Touching his lips with his fingers, Chu Qianze chuckled. “Why are you biting again?”
“You’re not focused during the kiss,” Rong Jinghe said with a faint gaze.
Originally, he had planned to control things a bit, waiting for everything to settle after the program ended. But this person was being so provocative. Now, even though he had surrendered, Chu Qianze seemed to be the distracted one… answering a takeout call during a kiss?!
With a firm push, Rong Jinghe flipped over, now sitting on top of Chu Qianze.
For those in this industry, having a sense of the camera was essential. It required understanding what looked best and what angles were most appealing, showcasing those aspects and magnifying them infinitely.
Rong Jinghe used one hand to unbutton the top two buttons, allowing the fabric to fall to one side, revealing the clear collarbone and a portion of his shoulder. He bent his back, letting the neckline hang open. He turned his face slightly, allowing the play of light to cast subtle shadows on his facial features.
“Kiss me.”
The crystal-clear voice, like the collision of ice blades, uttered seductive words.
He naturally exuded a distant demeanor, creating an aura of ‘approach at your own risk’ when he stayed silent. Generally, strangers wouldn’t initiate conversations with him. Yet now, he was actively unbuttoning his shirt, extending an invitation.
This person, at times, unexpectedly had a strong desire for victory.
Chu Qianze chuckled softly, fingers tracing the other’s collar. “More than willing.”
The curtain fell, shutting out the blazing sunlight. On the dark golden wall fabric, two shadows intertwined.
“Hello, did we receive a delivery earlier?” Chu Qianze looked around, finally approaching the front desk to inquire.
“May I know the type of delivery?” The receptionist was momentarily stunned, but quickly recovered, maintaining a professional smile.
I’m a conscientious front desk staff member. I can’t neglect my duties just because of a captivating appearance. Snap out of it! Although he really is handsome… Oh no, what kind of god-tier pretty boy is this?!
“AA’s dessert,” Chu Qianze replied.
“Could you please provide the last four digits of your phone number?”
“3801.”
“This is your delivery. I wish you a delightful dining experience.” The front desk staff handed over the packaging, couldn’t help but glance at the name again, suppressing a smile.
Who would have thought that this god-like figure would have his name written as “Chu Daqiang.” Although usually, for privacy reasons, people wouldn’t use their real names, this was just… too down-to-earth.
“Thank you.” Chu Qianze smiled at the staff, then walked back with the package.
After unpacking everything, Chu Qianze tossed his jacket onto a nearby chair and started eating directly.
Seeing Rong Jinghe coming over, he handed over a portion directly. “Yours.”
Rong Jinghe responded and took a spoonful. “Tastes good.”
“Of course, just look at who picked it.” Chu Qianze boasted.
His pride was indeed different from ordinary people.
Finding it somewhat amusing, Rong Jinghe’s gaze paused at the side of Chu Qianze’s neck. Not long ago, his teeth were pressing against it, but for fear of leaving marks, he had to regretfully withdraw.
Considering the schedule ahead, the two didn’t go all the way. The fire was extinguished, but now, there was an even itchier feeling in their hearts.
“Where are you looking? You’re creating sparks.” Chu Qianze stretched out his long legs, casually lounging on the sofa. His shirt slid upward, revealing a glimpse of his toned abdomen.
Setting the dessert aside, Rong Jinghe brought up a casual topic, “Where did you buy your clothes?”
“Why, interested in wearing matching outfits with me?”
“Can I?” Rong Jinghe hadn’t expected this, and there was a hint of anticipation in his words.
Chu Qianze rested his hands behind his head, intentionally pausing for a moment before waving his hand. “Whatever you want.”
“Will you take me shopping next time?” Rong Jinghe asked tentatively.
“Online shopping is fine, going to the mall is troublesome.” Chu Qianze picked up a pillow and placed it behind him.
After the rehearsal and final preparations, the highly anticipated day of the competition arrived. In the dressing room, some were rehearsing their moves, others were singing songs, everyone doing their own thing, awaiting the imminent opening.
“I’m feeling so nervous, I’m really nervous!” Hong paced around in circles, trying to match the frequency of his racing heart.
“Calm down, stop pacing! My eyes are getting dizzy,” Ye Lunguo grabbed Hong and pressed him into a chair. “At most, just shake your leg. No more running; save your energy for the performance!”
Chu Qianze assessed his own attire—mechanical workwear style, a loose hoodie paired with a short-sleeved shirt. After a moment’s thought, he put on a black ring.
Rong Jinghe was choosing earrings, and seeing Chu Qianze’s accessory, he remarked, “It matches well with your outfit.”
“But I prefer gloves with studs,” Chu Qianze commented.
“Why didn’t you wear them?”
“There’s a handshake segment in the middle; it’s not very convenient.”
Glancing over the earrings, Rong Jinghe finally chose a black pair.
“Same color scheme, looks pretty cool,” Chu Qianze picked them up, asking, “Shall I put them on for you?”
“Yeah.” Rong Jinghe tilted his head slightly, tucking his hair aside to reveal his ear.
Glancing at Chu Qianze meticulously handling the earring, Rong Jinghe, who just slightly tilted his head, could now touch the other’s cheek.
After finding the right position, Chu Qianze skillfully put the earring in place. “Those who don’t know might think it’s the same as my ring.”
As he spoke, he noticed Rong Jinghe staring at him and raised an eyebrow. “The camera is over there.”
Leaning back a bit, Rong Jinghe raised his hand to adjust the earring. “Got it.”
The countdown began, and all the contestants prepared to take their positions.
“Dear founders, hello! I am Yu Xiaoyang, the host and representative of ‘Debut, Trainee!’ Here, I sincerely welcome everyone’s presence. This program is exclusively sponsored by the dilemma of choosing passion fruit or white melon to drink.”
Yu Xiaoyang stood on the stage, delivering the prepared opening remarks, while below were continuously waving light sticks and support signs.
After the opening statement, Yu Xiaoyang stepped down from the stage, leaving it to tonight’s protagonists.
The sound of jets echoed, and in the mist, the theme song of the program resonated in the venue.
With the lift platform completing its job, 108 figures appeared on stage. They raised their hands simultaneously, dancing and singing along with the music, presenting this program to the audience—
“Dream Sailing.”
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