The venue for the show is set in the sports stadium in the city S next to the North City. The original date for the trainees to arrive at the rehearsal site was supposed to be the day before the show, leaving only about seven hours for the rehearsal. However, this morning, the people from city S specifically called to inform that the activities at the sports stadium had ended a day early, and they could go over today.
Not long after Yi Chu left, the logistical person in charge of the show came to inform all the trainees in Class A of their specific schedule and flight time. The flight was scheduled for 7 o'clock in the evening, and they would arrive in City S at 8:40.
At the same time, the logistical person responsibly also notified that since one of the planes was a private jet with insufficient seats, Fang Yuzhou and trainees from other classes needed to take another commercial flight.
Fang Yuzhou: "......"
Feeling targeted but unable to point out what was wrong.
The show's location is at the intersection of the third and fourth ring roads in the North City, about an hour and a half drive from the airport. Sang Qiao obediently practiced hard with the other trainees in Class A the whole afternoon. During this time, Jiang Tong tried to mock Sang Qiao a few times by himself, but was suppressed by a look from Fang Yuzhou.
In short, it was very difficult to persevere until departure.
The show's staff and trainees added up to nearly three hundred people, naturally unable to take the subway. The schedules of all the trainees were very strict, from Class A to Class F, and they all finished training at the same time. Everyone spent half an hour returning to their dorms to pack their luggage.
At 4:40, they stood on time at the entrance of the training building.
All that was there were rows of Mercedes-Benz buses, with silver-gray exteriors, neatly parked ten cars in a row.
The trainees were amazed.
"Wow, this should be the transportation arranged by the show, right? The entire production line of these buses is overseas, each one is worth millions!"
"To be honest... it's the first time I've seen a big Benz being used as a bus. Let me touch it."
"Should be the platform's car, right? You guys didn't hear about what happened to Li Yu in the production team yesterday? Where did they get so much money?"
"What happened to Li Yu?! A friend of mine wants to know!"
The bus has 55 seats, and after a full count, there are over 280 people in the production team, but only ten buses were filled.
The four empty buses turned back the way they came.
The trainees from Class A and Class B were on a bus.
When Sang Qiao climbed onto the bus.
He happened to hear Jiang Tong pointing to the car from the front seat, saying arrogantly, "Is this an old model? The seats are really uncomfortable, and we have to sit for two more hours. If I knew we were taking this kind of car, I might as well have driven myself."
Sang Qiao, slowly carrying his small bag, walked past Jiang Tong.
He heard him continue, "And the person who paid over a million for this car is really a country bumpkin. Is this old car worth a million? Even if it's worth 700,000, it's just a Mercedes. It's not even a good brand."
Sang Qiao: "..."
Sang Qiao rolled his eyes.
Unfortunately, Jiang Tong noticed this: "Sang Qiao, what do you mean?!"
Sang Qiao stopped, blinked sincerely, "My eye is twitching."
Jiang Tong, sitting across from the trainee by the window, sarcastically said to Sang Qiao, "Your timed eye twitch couldn’t have been at a more inconvenient time. A country bumpkin is still a country bumpkin. Why are you rolling your eyes at me? This is not your family's car. Are you unhappy with me?"
Sang Qiao: "..."
Sang Qiao unusually didn't argue back against Jiang Tong, because he carefully recalled what Fu Xingzhou had said to him before.
Oh my god.
This car might really be half-owned by him.
Sang Qiao, feeling smug, tentatively touched the seat. He hadn't figured out how to speak yet.
Then, the driver sitting in the driver's seat pushed open the door and walked expressionlessly to Jiang Tong: "Sir, please get off the bus."
Jiang Tong: "???"
Sang Qiao: "???"
This sudden awkwardness was explosive.
Jiang Tong was completely unresponsive for a moment: "I am a trainee from Class A! Why should I get off the bus?!"
The driver took another step forward and stood next to the seat.
Sang Qiao then noticed that the driver was probably nearly six feet tall. Even though he was wearing black trousers and a white shirt that seemed like a driver's uniform, he appeared burly and muscular, with faint lines of muscles noticeable.
Sang Qiao: "..."
Is it a requirement for drivers these days to have a good figure?
Also, why does this driver look somewhat like the bodyguard of Fu Xingzhou...
The driver standing in front of Sang Qiao used a real towering look to glance at Jiang Tong: "You sitting here will affect my driving mood. Sir, please get off the bus."
Jiang Tong: "??"
Sang Qiao: "??"
Trainees: "!!!"
Jiang Tong exploded directly, standing up from his seat: "You, a bus driver from a production team, dare to talk to me like that? Be careful, I'll report you!"
The driver's expression didn't change at all, and he said straightforwardly, "You can report me."
Jiang Tong had never been humiliated like this in his life: "Do you think you're something just because you drive a big Benz? I'll call the platform now. Are you prepared to be stubborn with me?!"
Impatiently, the driver rolled up his sleeve, "Sir, I am not an employee of the platform. They have no control over me."
Jiang Tong: "??"
What?!
Jiang Tong was stunned for a moment and tauntingly said, "Have you gone crazy, a lousy driver, showing off to me? Do you not want your job?"
The driver's gaze at Jiang Tong was like looking at a foolish person. After two seconds of silence, he then looked at Sang Qiao again.
After another two seconds of silence, he looked around at all the trainees on the bus.
The driver finally spoke to Jiang Tong, "Sir, this is the last time I will politely ask you to get off the bus."
"You can get off now, and you can freely choose one of the other buses behind."
The driver paused, seeming to exert great effort to suppress his scornful tone, "If you need to make a complaint, after getting off the bus, take the No. 613 bus, get off at the Central CBD, the headquarters of Fu's Holdings. The front desk will tell you how to file a complaint against me."
Jiang Tong: "..."
Sang Qiao: "..."
Other trainees: "..."
Jiang Tong took a deep breath, threw a harsh word at the driver, and then turned around viciously and got off the bus.
Sang Qiao shrugged innocently and obediently found a seat for himself.
The atmosphere in the car was eerie, but the journey to the airport was calm. After the two pre-heating episodes, this time the airport was the first public appearance of all the trainees from Your Stage. Considering that it wouldn't be suitable for so many people to go through the airport VIP channel, the production team decided to go through the regular security check and boarding.
Almost three hundred people couldn't walk through at once, so they had to go through in several groups before finally slowly making their way to the security check entrance. The trainees in Class A were not many, standing relatively far apart. Sang Qiao only wore a mask and no hat while waiting in the security line.
Three or four girls walked around him several times until finally coming up to him, "Are you Sang Qiao from Your Stage?"
Sang Qiao was surprised and lowered his mask just a little, "Wow, you recognize me?"
The girls were also clearly surprised, "Of course we recognize you! We really like you! Can we take a photo with you?"
There were two people between the production team and Sang Qiao. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded, "Okay... but why do you like me... I'm just... average. What do you like about me?"
This was Sang Qiao's first time encountering people who liked him, after being a cannon fodder in the entertainment industry for over two years. The girls were young and beautiful, with smiles on their faces. They seemed puzzled as to why Sang Qiao would ask such a question and laughed, "You are handsome! Among all the trainees, you have the best looks!"
Sang Qiao unconsciously touched his face and shook his head with a smile, "I see, thank you."
The girls just happened to run into Sang Qiao while waiting in line for security check. After taking the photo, they quickly returned to their own security queue. However, one girl glanced back at Sang Qiao before leaving.
Holding his ID and boarding pass, Sang Qiao asked, "What's wrong?"
The girl seemed hesitant before taking a step toward Sang Qiao, "I don't just like your face."
Sang Qiao was very surprised, "Then..."
The girl said, "I also like your personality, optimistic, cheerful, and strong."
Sang Qiao: "?"
"I saw the hot search yesterday, many of us believe that you are not like what's mentioned in the hot search."
The girl said softly, "We all support you, Qiao Qiao, and hope you always stay happy and become our role model in the future."
Sang Qiao: "..."
The girl turned and ran back to her group of friends, "And I wish you a successful debut! Go for it, Qiao Qiao!"
Sang Qiao: "..."
This was truly an amazing blessing. Luckily, the girls' voices were low, and the other trainees either were in other queues or had already gone through security and did not hear.
With many people, things moved slowly. When all the production staff and trainees gathered at the boarding gate, it was already 6:35.
The two planes were similar in size, with one bearing the logo of an airline, while the other had simple factory decoration with no identifying marks on its wings or tail.
The boarding gate numbers were connected. The ground staff on the side with the airline logo were already in place, smiling and indicating that boarding would start soon.
At the other boarding gate, the gate opened. Two neatly dressed captains, a handsome steward, and two beautiful flight attendants came out in unison.
They passed through the gate and looked around for a moment before standing in front of Sang Qiao.
The pilot stood in the front and bowed to Sang Qiao, "Mr. Sang, I am the captain of your private flight. It is 6:40 in the Northern City time. We have prepared dinner and snacks for you and your friends. We warmly welcome your boarding."
The trainees: "???"
Sang Qiao: "???????"