In a row of stalls in the public bathroom, Xiang Jiaming, Fang Ziliang, Fan Wenhui, and Qin Chuan sat down against the corner, letting the shower spray spray hot water on them, not wanting to move at all.

Well, it's always after overexertion.

This afternoon's beach training simply drained their energy. Especially when it rained, the effect doubled!

"I want to go home..." A choked voice suddenly came from Qin Chuan's cubicle.

Others leaned against the wall with their heads raised, their faces full of exhaustion and despair. At this time, they didn't know how to comfort him or persuade him.

Perhaps quitting is the best relief.

"Han Lan, I'm sorry." Fan Wenhui suddenly said this.

Han Lan in the next room was taking a bath silently. When she suddenly heard this sentence, she was stunned for a moment.

"I'm dragging you down again today." Fan Wenhui sighed softly.

"It's okay, it's not a burden." Han Lan responded calmly.

There was another brief silence in the bathroom.

During this period of time, among the entire star class of recruits, only Han Lan has really kept up with the pace of training. The others have been lagging behind in various ways, but An Keke and Fan Wenhui have been lagging behind more obviously.

Han Lan actually didn't like a team like this. It was too tiring to lead. But then he thought about it and thought about it. He was not in this industry to begin with. It was just like when he first entered the entertainment industry, he was out of place.

There is no choice.

"Just hold on a little longer, it's already the third week, and it will be over after the last week next week." Han Lan said casually.

The sound of shower water was mixed with the sound of Qin Chuan's sobbing. The big boy finally couldn't help crying when there was no camera to record it.

The newcomers haven't learned how to be miserable yet, so the crying is very real.

"Qin Chuan, why are you here?" Fan Wenhui suddenly asked.

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment and did not answer.

Why are you here? This question has already been discussed in the first week.

Only that time it was in front of the camera.

Fan Wenhui wiped his face and said calmly: "My youth has been eaten up, and times have changed. No matter how well I take care of myself, I can't play the role of a domineering president. I need a chance to play a role that is completely different from the domineering president.

Different roles.”

"The transformation from a domineering president to a fierce soldier can win me enough praises and allow me to achieve a gorgeous transformation, instead of ending up dismal because of old age." He said with a wry smile.

"What about you? Qin Chuan?"

Qin Chuan did not answer, and Xiang Jiaming took the initiative to speak: "I have been playing the role of a soldier since my debut, but I have never known what a real soldier looks like. My career has also reached a bottleneck. I can run while I can now.

I can jump and fight, and I need this drama to help me transform, both in terms of acting skills and level."

"I'm similar to Brother Jiaming. Nowadays, anyone can go on set and film. Even a young guy can play a soldier... I'm sorry, Han Lan, I'm not talking about you. I mean, I'm not as good as others at all, so

I can only work harder. This drama has a great influence, but it is too bitter. Little fresh meat can't be eaten, and the big names don't want to take it. This is my chance." Fang Ziliang said with a bitter smile.

"Qinchuan?" Xiang Jiaming called softly and said with a smile: "You can also tell me. There is no camera now, so there is no need to tense up. I am too tired..."

"Where are you, Han Lan?" Qin Chuan asked Han Lan instead.

"Me?" Han Lan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "No reason, I am needed here."

"..." Everyone.

"I actually don't have any good reasons. I came here just because I don't want to play costumes all my life, and I want to challenge other types of roles. But now, I kind of regret it..." Qin Chuan pursed his lips and said

.

"Come to try something new? Oh, I really envy you young people..." Fan Wenhui joked.

"What are you envious of! It's all said that I'm young and can only play bullshit costumes! I can only play the third male lead, saying I'm not qualified enough! The question is how old is the male lead! How many movies have I filmed?

He is still from a major, why should he give way to someone who is making money outside the circle? What kind of crap are those performances! I am here to prove to them that I am capable! Go to hell with the costume niche.

! Still qualified, fuck your qualifications! You are all trying to prevaricate me! To put it bluntly, doesn’t it mean that I have no background? Go to hell!”

Qin Chuan suddenly exploded. A big boy who was usually gentle and polite was now speaking incoherently, which was a bit overwhelming.

"But! I may have overestimated myself..."

"I miss home, wuwuwu..."

Everyone was silent.

"He said the pain in the wind and rain is nothing..."

"Dry your tears and don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams..."

Xiang Jiaming suddenly took the lead and started humming, and several others were also humming along while bathing with red eyes.

Han Lan did not follow them and took a bath silently.

"He said the pain in the wind and rain is nothing!"

"Wipe your tears and don't ask why!"

"He said the pain in the wind and rain is nothing..."

Qin Chuan suddenly sang loudly, and a group of people immediately started shouting.

All the inner anguish is in the singing.

It's a pity it's out of tune.

Alas, life is not easy.

"Where are you singing?" Squad leader Lu Beihai came in.

He washed quickly and went out early. After a long time, he didn't see the recruits in his class returning to the dormitory, so he came back to look for them.

As soon as I walked in, I heard these people yelling and screaming in the bathroom.

"Would you like to take a shower to celebrate the New Year? Hurry up and pack up. It's almost time to eat!" Lu Beihai shouted.

"yes!"

Everyone stopped singing and quickly turned off the hot water and picked up bath towels to wipe themselves clean.

"Haqiu fuck!"

Fan Wenhui in the next room sneezed, then shook his hand, and the things in his hand fell to the ground and slid to Han Lan's cubicle.

"Han Lan, can you pick up the soap for me?" Fan Wenhui said sheepishly.

"..." Han Lan.

…

I didn't see Encore during dinner, and after asking the monitor, I found out that he had a cold and a fever.

After taking a shower and returning to the dormitory, she asked her roommate to take her to the infirmary.

Let's all gather together and go over to watch the encore after dinner.

It happened that Fan Wenhui and Qin Chuan also had cold symptoms, so they went to take some medicine.

The program team also sent people to follow us so they could take some footage.

The sea training ground had its own infirmary. When Lu Beihai led them to the infirmary, he happened to see An Keke lying on the hospital bed with an intravenous drip and a fever-reducing patch on his forehead. It looked quite serious.

"Monitor..."

Seeing Lu Beihai and the others coming, An Keke shouted feebly.

"Lie down and don't move."

"How's the encore?"

"The doctor said I have an acute inflammatory infection of the upper respiratory tract, nose and throat. Monitor, am I going to die?"

"What the hell?" Lu Beihai looked at Han Lan beside him in confusion.

Han Lan hurriedly leaned into his ear and explained: "It's just a cold."
Chapter completed!