297 Teacher Zhang, Save Me

“Small matter? Why don’t you go with them and change beds?” Su Yuan said coldly.

The long-faced girl was stunned when she heard that. She wasn’t going to change! There were no windows in this dormitory, and the further they went in, the colder and more humid it became. The humidity was very uncomfortable, so no one wanted to choose a seat closer to the inside.

“Su Yuan, you don’t have to do this, do you? Although I’ve been reversed to F-Class by teacher Chen, I’ll be able to return to A-Class soon. Here Comes My Idol has 7 group seats, and everyone is qualified to compete for them. You can’t use this method to frame me just because I’m strong, right? Are you planning to use this method to eliminate your opponent?”

“Bai Yurou, are you suffering from persecutory delusions? Qu Lin’s box has been moved, and the bed that originally belonged to her has become yours. If someone sees who did it, I don’t need to call the police. But now, the witnesses didn’t dare to speak, and the bad guys were at large. In order to avoid being wrongly accused and causing a bad influence, wasn’t the best way to do it? Or are you afraid of something?” Su Yuan’s tone was calm and clear. Many people secretly agreed.

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Bai Yurou was so angry that she bit her lips until they were about to tear. She said, “I…what am I afraid of? I…”

Su Yuan couldn’t be bothered to argue with her. Just as she was about to dial the number, a voice suddenly came from outside the door. “Why are you all standing around the entrance and not going in?”

The instructors had originally come to visit the students according to the shooting plan, and a large group of cameramen followed behind them.

The students who were watching at the door hurriedly made way for the instructors to go in and take a look.

Zhang Yi walked in front and was the first to enter. Bai Yurou seemed to have found a life-saving straw. She pushed Sun Bin away and ran towards Zhang Yi, “Teacher Zhang, please save me. Su Yuan is going to call the police to arrest me!”

Zhang Yi was speechless.

The cameraman, who specialized in Su Yuan’s photos, seized the opportunity and followed Zhang Yi, squeezing his way in front of Qian Qing and entering the house.

Qian Qing said, “What kind of show is this? Are the cameramen not respecting the coaches anymore?”

The dark cameras swept around like a machine gun, capturing everyone’s expression. Especially Bai Yurou’s clothes that were scattered on the floor and Qu Lin’s half-opened suitcase that was leaning against the wall.

Just by looking at these two things, the audience could already imagine a scene of a fight. If the teachers in the later stages worked harder, they would definitely become the explosive point on the first day of the camp!

The cameraman was in a very good mood at the moment. He could almost see the director patting his shoulder and praising him for doing a good job.

On the other side, Zhang Yi was being supported by Bai Yurou, who was crying and complaining to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan crossed her arms and listened calmly, not even changing her expression. It was as if she wasn’t the person Bai Yurou was complaining about.

Ain stood at the door for a long time before he suddenly walked to the bed and bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground. Sun Jing also went over to help.

Su Yuan looked at the two of them and frowned.

After hearing Bai Yurou’s tearful complaints, Zhang Yi said, “We’ll all be teammates in the future. Don’t make such a small matter so stiff. I believe that you don’t have any ill intentions regarding the beds. It’s just a misunderstanding.” He said this to keep the peace.

“What do you guys think?” Zhang Yi looked at the other mentors.

Ain was the first to speak. I agree. We’re not familiar with each other yet, and we still need to get used to each other in life. Today’s incident was just a small friction. Calling the police is too much.

Bai Yurou glanced at her.

Yu Qi said, “Since we’re living together, we’re roommates. It doesn’t matter where we sleep. The festival group has already provided you with such good conditions. What are you dissatisfied with? Why did they have to divide the beds into good and bad and fight for a bed? Why don’t you compete in terms of professionalism?”

Her words were very serious. Class F was already the worst class in the creation camp. After hearing her words, the students of Class F did not look too good.

In the end, Qian Qing was the only one who didn’t speak. He looked at the environment of the F-Class dormitory and said, “Isn’t this dormitory’s environment a little too bad? It’s fine if there’s no window, but why do I feel like the paint on the wall hasn’t dried yet?”

Everyone was speechless.

“Teacher Qian, please be careful. We’re still recording.”

“Oh, oh, that, where were we?”

Everyone was speechless.

“How about this?” Zhang Yi continued, “Since this bed is already taken by student Bai Yurou, let’s give it to her. Student Qu Lin can choose another bed! There are 12 beds in this dormitory, so there are quite a lot of beds to choose from. This is fair, what do you think?”