After Transmigrating Into An Idol Talent Show

Chapter 136-140

Liao Junchen's group originally made the most money from selling candied haws, but after giving Qin Lu a 10% commission, they changed from the first to the second. The last group is the haunted house group, and Kim Yoon's already stiff face turned even darker.

Wu Shazi recorded the amount of the three groups with a smile.

"According to your ranking order, each of the three groups can get different numbers of kits, and they will be distributed to everyone tomorrow. The first group will get three kits each, the second group will get two each, and the last One per group."

"The tips will be very important in the later stages."

The members all nodded, but there was no immediate sense of its importance. Probably they were more relaxed when they returned to a familiar environment. The members all returned to a state of being a little sleepy in the morning, leaning on the sofa more casually.

It was the first time Wu Shazi saw idols who let themselves go so real, she blinked evilly when Fan Xi yawned, and suddenly said: "Then, please prepare your luggage in advance, tomorrow morning at six o'clock Meet downstairs!"

Fan Xi's yawn was halfway through, and he froze on the spot.

Qin Lu was stunned for a moment, ready to pack?

"Where to go? By plane or by car?" Han Suyan also quickly grasped the point. Is it because the distance is too long to return for a day, or is it a long stay?

Wu Shazi smiled and made a mysterious appearance: "I can't tell you now, I will give you a surprise tomorrow. This will be your first long-distance trip! A little reminder, you don't need to bring a lot of things, Because you may not have the opportunity to use it."

"Then I won't disturb everyone, have a good rest, see you tomorrow."

The staff of the production team left soon, and the Infinite9 members who were left in the dormitory were still a little bit stunned.

"I thought every day was similar to today, but I didn't expect it to be just an appetizer." Nan Xiao rubbed his chin and said, "Well, it's not bad, just go out and play, I haven't traveled with my friends for a long time. "

Su Qinglan, who had been devastated by the haunted house for a day, waved her hands weakly and said, "Brother Nanxiao, I think you think too much... The production team won't let us really eat, drink, and have fun. Today, I'm exhausted."

Nan Xiao stretched out his arm and restrained Su Qinglan's neck from behind, rubbing his little curly hair in a mess: "Tired of our little Su?" Nan Xiao was seven years older than Su Qinglan, and he treated him like a child, "At night If you can't sleep, brother will sing you a famous song!"

"Farewell to Brother Nan Xiao, the more I sing, the more I can't sleep... I've always wanted to say it!" Su Qinglan thought of this very dissatisfied protest, "Why don't you treat Qin Lu like a child! Obviously I'm older than him months!"

"It's not fair" on his face when he complained, but several teammates in the living room didn't seem to hear it, and turned their heads away from him with a very deliberate smile.

As Wei Zige walked to his room, he raised his hand and grabbed the T-shirt on his back and took it off neatly. The thorny tattoos hovering over his dark-skinned lower back could be seen. He reached out and touched his ears, grinned and turned back with a smile: "Well, did someone speak just now? Oh, it's a little brat who is afraid of ghosts."

Inexplicably, Kim You Eun, who felt that he was lying on the gun, turned black again.

Su Qinglan picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at Wei Zige: "I can go to yours, Wei Zige!"