She debuted after having a child with a celestial being.

Dormitory assignments will take place after all the initial stage evaluations are completed.

Class A students have priority in choosing rooms, and can choose from two-person, four-person, eight-person, and twelve-person rooms.

Cai Xukun was the first person to be called by name.

He stood up, walked to the staff, chose a double room, then turned around and glanced at the students in Class A.

Finally, it fell on Wang Ziyi.

"Wang Ziyi. Together?"

Wang Ziyi paused for a moment, then stood up and nodded.

Xiao He was the second one chosen.

Without hesitation, he chose a double room.

Chen Linong sat in seat number 8, his loose, light blue sweatshirt sleeves long enough to cover half of his hand, and he secretly glanced in Xiao He's direction.

Xiao He turned his head just then, and their eyes met.

Chen Linong's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Xiao He looked at him and then waved to Chen Linong.

Chen Linong paused for a moment, then smiled: "Xiao He, I'll live with you."

Xiao He nodded.

Zhu Zhengting and Justin chose another double room.

Ding Zeren and Lin Chaoze chose the remaining room.

The room was small, with two single beds side by side against the wall, separated by a bedside table.

Chen Linong walked past Xiao He and went inside, placing his backpack on the bed by the window.

Then she turned around and looked at him: "Xiao He. I've learned your 'Wild Wolf Disco'."

He extended his right index finger and drew an arc in the air.

"Draw a dragon on the left..."

He withdrew his finger and tapped it twice on his left chest.

How about I draw the shape of Aaron Kwok on your chest?

"Extremely good."

Xiao He smiled and responded politely, then suddenly remembered something.

In his previous life, after the broadcast of "Idol Producer", Chen Linong was cyberbullied because of a light blue sweatshirt.

Some people say he's "pretending to be cute," some say his "smile is too fake," and some say he's "wearing designer brands even though he's from a poor family."

What those people didn't know was that this hoodie was the only decent performance outfit he had brought from Taiwan.

What those people didn't know was that his father had passed away when he was young, and he and his mother depended on each other for survival. He came from the worst-off family among all the trainees.

What those people didn't know was that the earplugs he used on the show cost 35 yuan, the lipstick his fans gave him cost 66 yuan, and the eye drops cost 75 yuan. Compared to others, his stuff was the cheapest.

But he never felt poor, nor did he ever think these things were shabby; he simply took the stage very seriously.

Xiao He looked at the Taiwanese boy in front of him, and at the slightly pilling cuffs of his light blue hoodie.

"The hoodie is quite nice."

"Thanks."

Chen Linong looked down at his sleeves, then looked up and smiled.

Class A's practice room is the largest one.

Three walls are mirrors, and the remaining wall is a floor-to-ceiling window with a gray sky and bare trees outside.

Zhang Yixing came once and demonstrated the dance for the theme song "Ei Ei". His movements were crisp and clean, and every point was perfectly timed.

After he finished dancing, he looked at the nine people and said, "Three days from now, whether you're in Class A or Class B/C, it's up to you."

Then he left, leaving only nine people in the practice room.

Zhu Zhengting was the first to stand in front of the mirror.

He was wearing a black vest that revealed the smooth muscle lines of his shoulders and arms, and his hair was tied back with a headband, revealing his entire face.

His dance foundation is the most solid in Lehua. He started learning Chinese dance at the age of eight, and his folk dance skills are integrated into street dance, giving each movement an extra layer of charm compared to others.

He broke down the choreography for the theme song into eight eight-beat sections and practiced each movement in front of a mirror.

Justin sat in the corner drinking water, watching him practice the same movement over and over again, and couldn't help but say, "Brother, that's already very good."

Zhu Zhengting didn't turn around: "It's not enough."

Ding Zeren and Lin Chaoze were in another corner of the practice room.

Both of them are in charge of dance, and they break down the choreography and work on the details with each other.

Lin Chaoze has a good sense of structure, and his movements are expansive and powerful without being stiff.

Ding Zeren has stronger control, and the angle of each joint can be precise to the degree.

The two practiced their synchronization in front of a mirror, doing an eight-count dance more than twenty times.

Cai Xukun stood in the center of the practice room, his royal blue satin jacket off, revealing only a black fishnet top that a pink gift had given him.

He didn't break down the movements like Zhu Zhengting did, nor did he repeatedly practice synchronization like Ding Zeren and Lin Chaoze.

He simply played the music and danced the entire dance over and over again.

After completing one round of the dance, stop, close your eyes, and mentally review each movement.

Then open your eyes and jump again.

The staff asked him to record his performance from various angles using iPads, from top to bottom, left to right, front to back, with six iPads recording simultaneously.

After finishing the dance, he placed six iPads side by side in front of the mirror and looked at them from each angle.

Front, side, back, top view, bottom view, close-up.

After watching it, he stood up, corrected the problems he had just discovered one by one, and then skipped, recorded, and watched it again.

Xiao He was in the practice room closest to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was only wearing a white T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, revealing his entire arm.

At this moment, Wang Ziyi fell while practicing Breaking. The sound of his palm hitting the ground was muffled. Xiao He walked over and reached out to help Wang Ziyi up.

When Chen Linong was secretly practicing in front of the mirror, she walked over and stood next to him.

"Xiao He, I think you dance very well, can you give me some pointers?"

"Relax your shoulders. If you shrug, your shoulders will be more flexible. The most important thing in dancing is your shoulders. If your shoulders are flexible, your whole body will be flexible."

Chen Linong paused for a moment, then slumped his shoulders.

"Bend your knees a little more, shift your weight down."

Chen Linong did as instructed, and his movements became much smoother. He turned to look at Xiao He, his eyes shining.

"Thank you."

Xiao He didn't answer, but he stood next to Chen Linong and practiced that move with him no less than thirty times.

At 2 a.m., the nine people finally left the practice room one after another.

Footsteps echoed sparsely in the corridor; no one spoke.

Xiao He walked at the very back, his T-shirt soaked through and clinging to his back, his arms so sore he could barely lift them.

As they passed by Cai Xukun, the two walked side by side for a few steps, glanced at each other, and said nothing.

Xiao He returned to the dormitory, and Chen Linong was the first to finish taking a shower.

"When I got to the thirtieth repetition of that move today, I really didn't want to continue. But with you standing next to me, I felt embarrassed to stop."

Xiao He pulled back the covers, grabbed a towel, and prepared to go into the bathroom.

"Giving up is easy, but persevering is just a matter of gritting your teeth. Keep going."

After the lights were turned off, a long time passed before Chen Linong's voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Xiao He, do you think we can debut?"

"Of course I can, and you can too."

Xiao He spoke each word with a steady, clear voice.

Chen Linong did not speak again.

In the darkness, Xiao He heard him turn over.

(P.S.: The fact that Sister Sisi started this isn't a gimmick. She's definitely keeping a close eye on this important competition. I can't give away any spoilers, but I can say there will be surprises.)