Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

"The assessment room is now open. Please go to the third floor to collect your registration card. Please complete it and return it to the program team within half an hour. Please be sure to pay attention to your assessment time to ensure that you attend on time. For students who still need to continue practicing, please arrange your time reasonably to ensure that you are in the best condition for the assessment."

On Friday morning, at nine o'clock sharp, the broadcast started on time.

The trainees flocked to the dressing room and lined up in an orderly manner, waiting for the makeup teacher to create the makeup they needed for the assessment.

They all wore the class uniforms of their respective classes, with different colors representing the levels they were first graded at.

During this period, Tong Yang acted quickly and went to the third floor to collect registration cards for all the students in the dormitory.

Zhou Hongyi looked through the registration card curiously and was surprised at the speed at which the assessment cards were issued: "You moved so quickly and went as soon as you heard the announcement. Is there only the afternoon left?"

Only two columns need to be filled in on the registration card: name and submitted work. The serial number and performance time are clearly printed in the upper left corner, providing clear information for students.

Tong Yang explained: "The students in the vocal class may want to take the test in the morning when their voices are in the best condition, so they waited on the third floor early and lined up to receive the registration cards as soon as they came out."

Cao Fei also came over to look at the time on the registration card and expressed his understanding: "It can't be helped. The competition over there for vocals is indeed fierce, and it's normal for them to roll up..."

After hearing this, the boy from the dance class who was waiting to put on makeup nearby said with a teasing smile: "Your all-around class is really amazing. We all think that if we make our debut in the end, your class will take up half of the spots."

Xu Wenbin came from behind and followed the dancer's joke, saying, "This kind of flattery is really unacceptable. We don't want to be praised too much and end up falling too badly."

Tong Yang also echoed in a joking tone: "Yes, we are all equal competitors. If we make too many jokes like this, it might really bring hatred to the All-Round Class."

After hearing this, the dancer who was joking just smiled awkwardly, didn't say anything more, and turned around to communicate with his companions.

Tao Yunshan observed the boy and noticed that he was a little unhappy because of what he had said before.

He glanced at Xu Wenbin and Tong Yang who were chatting. After weighing the pros and cons between the two, Tao Yunshan decided to communicate with Tong Yang, who had a milder temper. Because he was dissatisfied with the previous conversation, his tone was inevitably a little stiff: "Brother Yang, what you said just now was not very good. They might hate us because of it."

After hearing this, Xu Wenbin looked at him meaningfully, then exchanged a glance with Tong Yang, and they both understood each other.

Tong Yang explained: "An An's matter has just been settled. We can't let rumors like this spread, otherwise the all-round class will really become the target of public criticism."

Tao Yunshan frowned, looking even more dissatisfied: "Without a cause, there will be no result. The best way to avoid conflict is not to offend others. Moreover, the All-Round Class is not a group. We are just competitors who got together temporarily. If we respond in the name of the team, wouldn't it bring hatred to everyone?"

His words were merciless, and even the mild-mannered Tong Yang changed his expression. Xu Wenbin took a half step forward, half blocking in front of Tong Yang, and responded calmly: "Indeed, the people in the all-round class are not all tied together. Everyone has their own choices and directions."

Zhou Hongyi glanced at Tao Yunshan and wanted to say something, but Wei Zhe'an behind him gently pulled his clothes, signaling him to remain silent. Zhou Hongyi was dissatisfied and secretly rolled his eyes, but he didn't get angry in the end.

Although Tao Yunshan was also a member of the dormitory, he did not communicate much with everyone and his relationship with them was not particularly deep. He did not have a strong sense of belonging to this small group in the dormitory, but only maintained harmony on the surface.

The air was filled with gunpowder. Seeing this, Cao Fei hurriedly changed the subject to ease the tension: "Mother Yang, what time do you plan to register for the test? Let's distribute the registration cards first."

Hearing Cao Fei's words, Tong Yang's tense expression gradually relaxed. He smiled at Cao Wei and replied, "I can do either. You guys pick first. Actually, the time difference is not much."

Xu Wenbin patted Tong Yang on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry too much: "Go fill out the card, it's only half an hour."

Tao Yunshan felt that what he had just said was a bit too much, so he didn't say anything more. He casually drew a registration card and left quietly.

Cao Fei glanced at the slightly crowded dressing room and suggested, "Our sessions are all after 2pm, why don't we wait until after dinner?"

"I think we can divide the work. One person will line up here to put on makeup, and the other two will go to the cafeteria to pack up. We can eat next door. Another person will be responsible for delivering the registration cards, and the rest will go back to get the food. This will be more efficient."

Xu Wenbin said, "It's almost our turn to put on makeup here. If anyone doesn't come back in time, we can switch places with others. Makeup takes the longest time. If there is still enough time after we finish, we can practice again."

Everyone agreed. So, they quickly filled out the registration card. Tong Yang took the card back to the third floor to hand it in, Zhou Hongyi and Wei Zhe'an went to the cafeteria to order food, Cao Fei returned to the dormitory to get the props needed for the performance, and Xu Wenbin stayed to continue waiting in line for makeup.

After a while, Tong Yang returned to the dressing room and walked to Xu Wenbin's side.

Xu Wenbin nodded to him, and then noticed that Tong Yang was rubbing his left wrist repeatedly.

"What's wrong?" Xu Wenbin asked with concern.

Tong Yang smiled easily and replied, "It's okay. I almost fell on the way to the check-in station just now, so I used my hands to support myself on the ground."

Xu Wenbin frowned and asked, "Why did he fall? Were there many people?"

Tong Yang explained: "Well, there were indeed a lot of people paying their cards, and I was squeezed and shoved, so I couldn't stand firmly. But it's really okay, I just fell slightly."

Xu Wenbin came closer and carefully checked his wrist. He found no redness or swelling, but still asked worriedly, "Will this affect your assessment?"

Tong Yang waved his hand and said confidently: "Don't worry, I'm not a porcelain doll. This little thing won't affect me."

Seeing that Tong Yang had no intention of forcing himself, Xu Wenbin finally felt relieved.

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, since it was still early, only one window was open. Fortunately, there were not many people queuing to buy food, and soon it was Zhou Hongyi and Wei Zhe'an's turn. They selected a few light stir-fried dishes and prepared to pack them up and take them to the lounge next to the dressing room to eat together.

Just as they were sorting out the packed meals, Cao Fei came running over in a hurry, carrying Wei Zhe'an's guitar on his back and Tong Yang's backpack in his hand.

Before he got close, Zhou Hongyi recognized him at a glance and joked with Wei Zhe'an: "Look, this is the consequence of not eating breakfast. Look how anxious he is now."

Wei Zhe'an couldn't help laughing, but in a flash Cao Fei was already in front of them. Wei Zhe'an was about to make some jokes, but Cao Fei quickly stuffed the guitar into his arms and said anxiously: "An'an, go to the waiting room quickly, your test time has been moved up, it's your turn in six minutes, the list has been posted."