The fans in Miles Yates’s live stream room were all thanking Wendy Aldridge, praising her kindness.
A gentle and kind girl is hard not to like.
The PD staff carried the camera, following Wendy Aldridge all the way as she went to find the instructor.
The instructor said sternly, "Here, no one gets special treatment. This is the consequence Miles Yates needs to bear."
Wendy Aldridge’s eyes turned red. "But Instructor, Mr. Yates isn’t feeling well today. If he doesn’t get proper rest, it’ll be hard for him to recover, which will affect the special training ahead."
Wendy Aldridge originally thought that after saying this, the instructor would be somewhat moved.
The instructor suddenly asked, "Who did you say he is?"
Wendy Aldridge was stunned for a second, blurting out, "Miles Yates."
The instructor asked again, "And how did you address him?"
"Mr... Mr. Yates?" Wendy Aldridge had no idea why the instructor suddenly got so upset. She was only here to try and get Miles Yates a tent—was it necessary to get mad at her?
The instructor’s face went completely dark.
Wendy Aldridge seemed frightened, shrinking her shoulders, face pale.
The tension reached its peak before the instructor finally spoke: "At this secret base, there are no celebrity teachers—only team members. Understand?"
Wendy Aldridge nodded with red-rimmed eyes.
The instructor frowned, "What, you want to cry?"
Wendy Aldridge bit her lower lip, stubbornly holding back tears, shaking her head forcefully.
Instructor: "Tears are the posture of the weak. Wendy Aldridge, right now you’re a weakling—a weakling trying to use tears to overcome everything. That’s just ridiculous."
This time, Wendy Aldridge really wanted to cry. She just wanted to help Miles Yates get a tent. How did her good intentions make her the weak one?
In the end, Wendy Aldridge went to the director. The crew gave her a mosquito net pack. Though it wasn’t a tent, the net was still a timely help.
Wendy Aldridge was hit by mixed feelings and almost cried in front of the camera.
The netizens were all moved, tearing up right along with her.
In short, after all this, Wendy Aldridge had become the third most popular team member in the stream; first was Renee Morgan, and second was the one who came in last—now about to broadcast across the whole internet as he sleeps in the corridor fighting mosquitoes from Merrick: the Emperor of Lies, Miles Yates.
Just then, the main camera suddenly switched to a PD who seemed to be Miles Yates’s dedicated cameraperson. He was throwing up in the bathroom, slumped weakly over the sink, clearly in terrible shape.
Three anxious-looking male teammates were behind him. As soon as he finished puking, one handed him water, another a towel, and yet another paced, asking if he’d kept the medicine down or if he could take another dose.
Lynn Miller and Zara Chapman were both at the door, asking if he felt better yet.
The netizens watching all felt their hearts clench.
Wendy Aldridge came back cheerfully, hugging the mosquito net pack.
Miles Yates had just barely caught his breath, thanked everyone, and when he heard that Wendy had begged the instructor and directors for the mosquito net, his pale face flushed with some color. With gentlemanly sincerity, he said, "Wendy, thank you."
The aristocratic upbringing never left him—no matter the circumstances, his manners stayed intact. That’s why, even though Miles Yates’s work had been mediocre these years, he still gathered a loyal fanbase.
Wendy Aldridge blushed, hugging the net pack. She glanced around, making sure Renee Morgan wasn’t there, then whispered to Zara Chapman, "Ms. Chapman, where’s Renee?"
Her voice was soft, but her eyes looked straight at the PD’s camera—the whole internet heard it.
As for why she didn’t ask Lynn Miller but chose Zara Chapman, it was because Lynn and Renee were close, so she’d probably make excuses for Renee; Zara was different. As the award-winning actress who felt she should be the show’s biggest star, she’d just been overshadowed by a rookie twice—of course, she was annoyed.
Sure enough, when Zara Chapman got asked, she looked around, then leaned against the doorframe, arms folded, and joked, "No idea. Maybe she’s in her luxury suite, enjoying the AC."
Wendy Aldridge hesitated, then finally gave a heartfelt sigh: "Renee’s still young... maybe she just didn’t think about it. I’ll remind her next time I get the chance."
[...]
The Miles Yates fans hadn’t even started to flame yet when they saw Renee Morgan coming over with Class Two’s captain.
The captain hurried in, passing Zara Chapman and Wendy Aldridge at the door, stopped in front of Miles Yates, and asked worriedly, "Renee told me you’ve been really sick. Do you need someone to go to the infirmary with you?"
The secret base even had an infirmary.
Miles Yates didn’t want to trouble anyone and shook his head. "It’s alright, Captain, I brought my own meds. I’ll be fine after I take them."
The captain finally nodded, glanced back at Renee, and motioned for her to come in.
Renee Morgan walked up to Gael Prescott, took out her room card and said, "Gael, would you like to swap rooms with me?"
Gael Prescott was taken aback, not understanding why Renee suddenly wanted to swap rooms.
Renee: "As an exchange, you have to make space for a bed for Miles Yates. Will you?"
Gael Prescott seemed to catch on: "Is your room really big?"
Renee nodded. "I just checked—my room’s twice as big as yours. We can add another bed. You and Miles can share; it shouldn’t be an issue. If you don’t want to, I can trade with the other two male teammates..."
"No, no, I want to, I want to! I’ll move Miles Yates’s bed over right away!" Gael handed Renee his room card with a brilliant smile—everyone was happy to help a teammate.
Miles Yates was very touched, bowing his head a bit guiltily. "Renee, I heard your room has AC. You could’ve slept well tonight, but because of me..."
Renee smiled. "Don’t feel guilty. It shouldn’t be too hot here at night, and your health is what matters. If you really want to thank someone, thank our captain—without his approval, I couldn’t have switched rooms."
Miles turned to give the captain a sincere thank you.
Class Two’s captain was a sharp soldier in his early twenties, not as strict as the instructor. After Renee explained Miles Yates’s situation, he agreed to the room swap.
The netizens, who were about to let loose on Renee Morgan, didn’t expect this kind of god-level reversal:
[Wait, are Zara Chapman and Wendy Aldridge sick or what? Are they using us real fans as their mouthpiece??]
[I’m not a fan of anyone, just a bystander, but what Zara and Wendy said just now was super misleading. What was up with "maybe relaxing in her luxury suite with AC"??? And what’s with "I’ll remind her next time"??? Turns out, after all their shady talk, Renee already worked it out with the captain, swapped rooms smoothly, and made sure Miles Yates had a place to sleep tonight. Once you compare, seriously, unless you’re blind, it’s obvious—they’re just jealous of Renee Morgan!!]