Amateur talent show? Top mentors are my students.

He Xu glanced at the plate of fruit and mineral water on the coffee table, then at the six cups on the long table in the dining room.

The production team was very well-prepared, but they left no other explanations—no task cards, no schedule, and no rules.

I had to figure it out myself.

He leaned back on the sofa, turned his head to look at the gray-blue lake outside the window, and thought about something—what would happen to them in the next three weeks.

he does not know.

But he found himself more willing to go and see it than he had expected.

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The lights in the observation room came on.

A huge screen wall lit up, displaying live feeds from various cameras throughout the villa in a split-screen format.

Four chairs were placed side by side in front of the screen, where the observers for this episode of "Hello, Fated Person" sat.

The female psychologist, surnamed Wei, was in her early forties, wore thin-rimmed glasses, and had a kind and gentle face.

The male host's surname is Cao. He is a familiar face in the variety show industry and has a strong ability to control the stage. He sits in the middle chair, holding a script in his hand but rarely flipping through it.

The young male artist's surname is Fang. He is about 27 or 28 years old. He has acted in several idol dramas. He has a handsome appearance and tends to lean forward slightly when he speaks, which gives people a serious impression.

The veteran actress, surnamed Wang, is in her fifties and has starred in many classic dramas. She sits in the chair on the far right, relaxed, and occasionally takes a sip of coffee from the table.

Host Cao spoke first: "Okay, all six guests have arrived. Let's take a look back at the scene when they entered."

The screen lit up, replaying the scene of He Xu being the first to arrive at the villa—he pushed his suitcase inside, stopped in the entryway, glanced around the living room, and then, instead of rushing upstairs to choose a room, first went around the entire first to third floor.

Fang Yiren pointed at the screen and laughed, "What is Teacher He doing? Is it like the leaders are on an inspection tour?"

Teacher Wei laughed too: "It really does look a bit like that. After he entered the house, he didn't claim a room first. Instead, he walked around the whole house, figuring out where the kitchen was, where the toilet was, where the sofa was, and where the table was, before deciding where to sit."

Wang Yiren, holding a coffee cup, said: "This young man is very experienced. He looks like someone who often leads teams. When he arrives at a place, he first checks out the environment."

The host, Cao, said, "And since he was the first to arrive, he could theoretically have chosen the best room, but he didn't choose one at all."

Artist Fang clicked his tongue twice: "That's what you call vision."

The screen cuts to Zhuang Wenmin's arrival—she enters, exchanges a glance with He Xu, has a brief conversation, and sits down with just a cushion between them.

The host, Cao, said, "There's a strange chemistry between the two of them; they must have known each other for quite a while."

Teacher Wei thought for a moment: "One of them is an artist, and the other is a makeup artist. They must collaborate often."

Wang Yiren casually added, "Zhuang Wenmin didn't even glance at He Xu's face twice; that's quite a bit of self-control."

Artist Fang burst out laughing: "Teacher Wang, your angle is too tricky."

The screen cuts to Lin Zhen entering the room—he stands ramrod straight, sitting in a single chair with his hands on his knees, asking questions cautiously.

Fang Yiren laughed and said, "Lawyer Lin looks very shrewd, but I didn't expect him to be so cute. Questions like 'Are you his makeup artist?' and 'Are you usually busy with work?' are actually quite awkward in this situation, but he asked them very seriously."

Teacher Wei nodded: "He doesn't seem to be very good at taking the initiative in socializing. He seems a bit at a loss in these purely conversational situations, but he is trying to break the awkwardness—probably because He Xu and Zhuang Wenmin are just too indifferent."

The host, Cao, turned a page of the script: "Okay, next we'll watch a very interesting segment—room assignments."

The screen switched to the living room, where the atmosphere had become more relaxed thanks to Wu Jiayuan's influence.

Wu Jiayuan leaned back on the sofa armrest and clapped her hands: "Everyone, I just went upstairs and took a look. There are six rooms upstairs, and they're all about the same size. Shouldn't we divide the rooms?"

"Yes." Lin Zhen pushed up his glasses and was the first to stand up. "I just took a look. There are six bedrooms on the second floor, and the third floor is an attic. The bedrooms are all on the second floor, about the same size, but they face different directions."

Fang Yiren looked at the screen: "Lawyer Lin did his homework. He must have gone up and taken a look around while everyone was chatting."

Teacher Wei smiled and said, "You're very thoughtful."

"Are there any houses on the lakeside?" Wu Jiayuan asked.

"Yes, the two rooms on the west side of the second floor have a view of the lake," Lin Zhen said. "The rooms on the east side face the courtyard."

"Then I want a lakeside location," Zhuang Wenmin said directly, her tone flat, but leaving no room for negotiation.

Artist Fang commented: "Ms. Zhuang has a clear goal and acts decisively."

The host, Cao, said, "She was the second one to arrive. Logically, she could have gone up and chosen earlier, but she didn't. She waited until now for everyone to share."

Teacher Wei: "There are two possibilities—one is that she feels that first come, first served is meaningless and she doesn't want to take advantage; the other is that she is certain that she can get what she wants whenever she asks."

Artist Fang chimed in, "No matter which one, they're all ruthless."

"Then I'll go to the lakeside too," Jiang Yining said, raising her hand lightly, her tone equally cheerful. "The one next to Miss Zhuang, is that alright?"

Zhuang Wenmin glanced at her sideways, nodded, and said nothing.

"The remaining four rooms," Lin Zhen said, "are all on the second floor, on the east side. I'll just pick one randomly; I'm not too picky about these things."

"Then I'll go to the east too," Sun Zhuohang said softly, following behind Lin Zhen.

"The east side is great! You can see the sunrise there!" Wu Jiayuan happily agreed. "I live on the east side too."

"The remaining room is mine." He Xu leaned back on the sofa, his tone casual, as if he didn't care about the orientation at all.

Fang Yi turned her head to look at the screen: "He Xu's reaction is interesting, he seems to be indifferent."

Teacher Wei nodded: "He wasn't in a hurry to choose a room when he came in, and he's not fighting or arguing about the room assignments now."

After the rooms were assigned, the six people stood up one after another, preparing to carry their luggage upstairs.

He Xu walked to the entryway, picked up his suitcase, weighed it in his hand, and then glanced towards the living room.

Zhuang Wenmin was standing next to the sofa, one hand on the handle of her suitcase and the other holding the camel coat.

Her suitcase wasn't big, but it looked quite heavy.

Jiang Yining stood next to her, with a beige suitcase at her feet and a cloth bag containing a makeup bag next to it. There wasn't enough room for both hands.

Without much hesitation, He Xu walked over, stood in front of Zhuang Wenmin, and reached out to grasp the handle of her suitcase: "I'll do it."

Zhuang Wenmin glanced at him, released her hand, neither declined nor said thank you, and simply made way for him naturally.

He Xu pulled Zhuang Wenmin's suitcase with one hand and his own with the other, walking towards the stairs.

Wu Jiayuan peeked out from behind and called out, "He Xu! You're carrying two by yourself? Do you need help?"

"No need," He Xu said without turning his head. "Take your own."

He walked to the top of the stairs, paused, and glanced back at Jiang Yining—she was bending down to pick up the makeup bag and then reaching for her suitcase, looking rather disheveled.

He Xu carried the two suitcases up to the second floor, placed them at the bottom of the stairs, then turned back and reached for the handle of the suitcase in Jiang Yining's hand.

"Give it to me."

Jiang Yining paused for a moment, looked up at him, her fingers still gripping the lever: "Ah? No need, no need, I can do it myself..."

"You can just take that bag." Before she could finish speaking, He Xu had already taken the suitcase from her and turned to walk towards the stairs.

Jiang Yining stood there, clutching the makeup bag in her hand, watching He Xu's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, and blinked.

She turned her head and met Wu Jiayuan's meaningful smile.

"Teacher He is such a kind person," Wu Jiayuan said.

"Hmm..." Jiang Yining responded, picked up her makeup bag, and went upstairs.

At this moment, Lin Zhen and Sun Zhuohang seemed to wake up from a dream and reacted. The two of them walked towards Wu Jiayuan's suitcase at the same time and "fought" for it for a while before Sun Zhuohang won and carried the suitcase upstairs.

In the observation room.

Fang Yi leaned forward, staring at the screen: "He Xu is quite something. He helped Zhuang Wenmin get it first, and then came back to help Jiang Yining. He did it all so quietly, without even trying to take credit."

Teacher Wei smiled and said, "There was no acting involved in him carrying the luggage. He just saw someone having trouble and offered to help."

The host, Cao, added, "And did you notice—when he helped Zhuang Wenmin, she didn't even say thank you, and just let him take it naturally? The relationship between these two is definitely not ordinary."

"Teacher He looks quite aloof, but I didn't expect him to be the most perceptive among the guys," Fang Yiren joked.