Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Lin Muchu didn't realize Wan Yan's deep meaning, and replied casually: "It's fine, they are all easy to get along with."

Wan Yan's heart moved, and he continued: "Can you introduce them to me? They are really outstanding. I really want to make friends with them, but I am afraid of disturbing them."

Lin Muchu had gotten to know his new roommates quite well yesterday, so he didn't think much about Wan Yan's request. So, after they prepared their meals, they headed straight to the corner where Wei Zhe'an and the others were.

"Have you just finished? Why are you here so late?" Tong Yang saw Lin Muchu and Wan Yan coming over and greeted them with a smile.

Lin Muchu responded with a smile: "Yes, although it's a little late, fortunately today's work has been successfully completed, and we can have free time in the afternoon."

He placed the plate on another table across the aisle and introduced them to the three people: "This is Wan Yan, my former roommate, who is also a great dancer."

Wan Yan immediately nodded and greeted the few people: "Hello, sorry to bother you."

Xu Wenbin looked at him calmly from the side and did not speak immediately.

Tong Yang maintained his business smile and said cordially: "There is no such thing as disturbing or not disturbing, we are all friends."

Lin Muchu teased, "He actually really admires you guys. He thinks you guys are like gods. He wants to come over and say hello to you, but he's too embarrassed to do so."

Wei Zhe'an chewed his food and waved his hands, saying, "No, no, no, don't praise us so much. We are all the same, nothing special."

Wan Yan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "It's because you are so outstanding, so can I have the honor of having dinner with you?"

Wei Zhe'an responded cheerfully: "Of course, it's more fun with more people."

Wan Yan suggested: "Why don't we go to the big table over there? This table is a bit small..."

Wei Zhe'an was slightly stunned, but he still maintained a smile on the surface: "Ah... Is this too troublesome..."

It was only then that Wei Zhe'an fully realized Wan Yan's true intention. He originally wanted to say that he had already eaten, but seeing that the dishes in the food box were almost untouched, he knew that it would be strange to refuse directly. Especially since Tong Yang was there, he would not agree to only eat this little.

Wan Yan said enthusiastically: "It's no trouble, I'll bring the food over for you." Then he reached out to help clean up the food boxes.

Wei Zhe'an would never let someone he just met touch his food, so he quickly waved his hand to refuse: "No, no, I can do it myself."

Seeing this, Tong Yang offered to help: "You guys go sit over there first, I'll help him clean up."

Tong Yang didn't care too much about someone taking advantage of the camera, after all, everyone participated in the show to increase exposure.

But he felt somewhat uncomfortable inside. Wei Zhe'an had a good relationship with him, but now he had become a stepping stone for others to get close to the camera.

However, he also understood that this matter had its pros and cons. More than ten minutes had passed since they sat down to eat, and Wei Zhe'an had barely touched the food in his bowl. If it was under the camera, maybe he would eat more.

Xu Wenbin first put his and Tong Yang's plates on the big table, then came back and pushed Wei Zhe'an over.

Wei Zhe'an glanced at Tong Yang secretly, then patted Xu Wenbin and whispered, "Dad Bin, I really can't eat anymore. Let's go directly to the practice room."

Xu Wenbin betrayed him without hesitation: “Yangyang, An An said he was full.”

Tong Yang was sorting out the lunch boxes. Hearing this, his hands moved more heavily: "What did you eat to say you were full? You don't care about worldly things now, right?"

Wei Zhe'an shrank his neck and shook his head timidly: "No, no, I'm not full..."

Tong Yang glared at him and said, "A Fei and the others might come over soon, so just go over and sit for a while. If you don't want to socialize, just eat well and we'll leave after you're done."

Wei Zhe'an's eyes widened in shock: "Finished?!"

The amount of food in the lunch box was really too big. Even if all of them were his favorite dishes, he couldn't finish so much.

Tong Yang said earnestly: "Then eat half. Think about it, this is your brother's love for you, others want it but don't have it yet."

Wei Zhe'an's eyes widened in silence. Indeed, he couldn't waste his brother's kindness.

He sighed and nodded somewhat listlessly: "I'll try my best."

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A few of them moved to a long table for eight people that was closer to the camera. The trainees around them were eager to come forward to chat and have a meal at the same table.

Upon seeing this, the director team was delighted and quickly switched the camera in the live broadcast room to a closer position of the table to capture every subtle interaction.

Wei Zhe'an looked a little uncomfortable in the camera, his eyes were wandering and his fingers were unconsciously rubbing the chopsticks.

He took a deep breath and slowly extended his chopsticks to a dish in the food box. He took a big bite, hesitated for a moment, and put it down.

He took a small bite of the food and chewed it slowly, savoring it. Although his expression was a little forced, he still tried to make himself look like he was enjoying the meal.

The atmosphere at the table was quite harmonious. They shared interesting stories in their trainee life and their love for music and the stage.

Wan Yan tried several times to bring the topic to Wei Zhe'an and get him to join the chat, but Wei Zhe'an always responded with a few perfunctory words, obviously not willing to have a deep conversation.

Wan Yan didn't feel embarrassed. He spoke again: "Seeing that An An's meal for the wounded is so sumptuous, is the food not to your liking? I see that you don't seem to eat much."

Wei Zhe'an sighed in his heart. He really didn't like these foods very much. At this moment, he could no longer maintain his pretense.

So, he decided to give up pretending and face it frankly: "Actually, I think these dishes are pretty good. Auntie's cooking skills are really great, but some of the dishes are not to my taste."

As he spoke, he gently pushed the food box to the center of the table and said generously, "Why don't we all try it together? I can't finish all this anyway."

Tong Yang knew all about Wei Zhe'an's intentions, but he still tried to be polite. He glanced at Wei Zhe'an, then said with a smile, "Yes, you guys are welcome, try it. To clear Auntie's name, Auntie specially prepared a lot of meat for An An."

Wan Yan politely shook his head and refused: "No, no, we'll eat your portion, so what will you eat?"

Tong Yang glanced at Wei Zhe'an gently, with a hint of coldness in his tone, but on the surface he still said to Wan Yan: "Don't worry, Auntie is afraid that he won't be full, so she prepares two servings for him every time, so he won't be hungry."

Wei Zhe'an's heart sank, knowing that he had to eat the meal anyway. He could only continue to put food into his mouth with grievance, but he really couldn't pretend anymore, so he simply gave up on controlling his expression.