Fanservice Paradox

A sixth dream.

Fang Juexia was not sure whether Pei Tingsong was sincere at the moment, but when he heard that sentence, his heart really vibrated and his fingertips tingled. Not long ago, they were still together, but now, Fang Juexia began to indulge in the sense of belonging that he was drawn into the camp.

When did he become like this?

So easy to be impressed.

After hearing Pei Tingsong's merciless irony, Liang Ruo stood aside with his fists clenched like a catfish in his throat. He had heard of Pei Tingsong's style, and even their agents said that there was little conflict with him, so Liang Ruo temporarily refrained, he didn't want to cause trouble, so only when Pei Tingsong did not exist.

"Jue Xia," he turned his head, his eyes slightly weak, "If you have time, we ..."

"Sorry." Fang Juexia interrupted his expression with a blank expression, and he was so determined that there was no room for negotiation. "I don't have time, you don't have any."

If Liang was unbelievable, he still could not accept that Fang Jue Xia Hui and he embarked on a strange path, even if they had to take a different path because of the past, but those memories are true.

"Actually, you really don't have to worry about it." Fang Juexia's mouth slightly raised, a smile full of demeanor but no emotion, "For anyone else, at that time, I will stand up for him."

For Liang Ruo, this sentence is simply the greatest irony.

"I'm going back, I'm tired." Pei Tingsong took his shoulders away, "Hey, without headphones, I won't run so far to listen."

"It's too noisy inside."

"Aren't you going to ask others if they bring it or not? Real axis."

"You have learned to use the word axis."

Watching the two leave, Liang Ruo supported the sink, he took a deep breath, faced the mirror, and worked hard to manage his expression.

The mirror seemed to become a mirror in the practice room, and there seemed to be a cold person standing beside him.

But everything has changed.

The two left the bathroom and turned to another corridor after turning. Fang Juexia tried to take Pei Tingsong's arm off.

"Hey, throw it away when you run out." Pei Tingsong was very dissatisfied with his abandonment. "Sure enough, he has no heart."

"Sore shoulders ..." Fang Juexia finished speaking softly, glancing at Pei Tingsong, "How long have you been hiding outside and listening?"

At this point, Pei Tingsong expressed some different emotions, and it was no longer the cold and indifferent Fang Juexia. Pei Tingsong yelled for a long time, "From the first sentence of Liang Ruo? Anyway, I followed him in." He said that he thought of Fang Juexia's performance just now, "Why didn't you just refuse him? If it does n’t work, it really gives me room to play. ”

Fang Juexia lowered her head and smiled, "Do you think, I don't refuse, listening to him keep talking, looks a little indecisive."

Not so. Pei Tingsong knew his personality, and looked calm and quiet, but actually just got better.

He shrugged. "I just feel weird."

"I know Liang Ruo's personality better than you. He is a person with excess self-awareness." Fang Juexia said plainly, "If I reject him decisively and interrupt him, it will only make him feel that I still care about the past. , He will feel very satisfied. "

Pei Tingsong frowned, "What logic is this?"

Could it be that Fang Juexia hated him, would he feel comfortable in his heart?

Fang Juexia continued, "In fact, I don't say anything, just because I don't feel anything about him, like a stranger." He looked at Pei Ting-song, the tone was very simple, "Will you refuse a strict word to a stranger ? "

Pei Tingsong sometimes felt that the person in front of him was terribly precise. He will classify everyone and divide them into the categories they should belong to. There is no gray area in Fang Juexia's heart, and it is always clear. If he doesn't make sense to him emotionally, he will automatically be classified as a stranger.

It seems that even disgust is a waste of energy.

"But," Pei Tingsong was still surprised. "He said those disgusting people there, wouldn't you feel unbearable?"

Fang Juexia shook his head, "Whoever doesn't care at all can talk about patience."

People who don't care don't care about doing anything. Fang Juexia is such a strange person, with a completely different logic from ordinary people. He can strip his emotions, as long as he wants, he can go out of the past as quickly as possible.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has heart.

What Pei Tingsong actually captured from his sentence.

He quickly hurried up to Xia Xia, walked in front of him, and turned to block his way.

Fang Juexia looked up at him, so he wondered, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Pei Tingsong smiled at him with his hands in his arms.

"Nerve." Fang Juexia bypassed him and was ready to go, but was blocked by Pei Tingsong who moved to the right and nearly hit his shoulder.

"Pei Tingsong," Fang Juexia's tone changed, staring straight at him, "What the **** are you doing?"

Seeing his brother's face full of impatience, Pei Tingsong was not angry at all, but rather a little smug, just like a child, he obediently gave up before he made the other party anxious.

Inexplicably, Fang Juexia shook her head and walked alone in front. Pei Tingsong followed him step by step, hands in his pockets, and he smiled contentedly.

Patience seems to have become a unit of measurement to measure the depth of feelings.

Interesting.

Back at the meeting place, Ling Yi couldn't help vomiting, "The two of you came back hand in hand even in the toilet."

Fang Juexia looked at his hand, "Hold the hand?"

Lu Yuan directly ignored this fact, and then took Ling Yi ’s words, “Do n’t you say, remember when you were in high school before, the girls in the class did n’t want to go to the toilet with anybody. That ’s good feelings. "

He Ziyan laughed, "Yuan'er, I'll accompany you to the toilet later."

Everyone talked and laughed, and Fang Juexia soon forgot what happened before. His memory axis was pulled back before leaving his seat, retrieving his purpose in the beginning.

Yes, he just wanted to listen to a recording.

Fang Juexia flipped out the headset that Pei Tingsong gave him before, and connected it to his mobile phone, but he only had one. Touching Pei Tingsong's arm, Fang Juexia whispered and asked him for another one, but there were more and more people in the meeting place, and his voice was suppressed. Qi Yao stood up at the same table, as if preparing to take the stage.

"what did you say?"

Fang Juexia was ready to move in, but by this time Pei Tingsong also moved in, and the distance between the two of them suddenly doubled and almost came across. Fang Juexia retreated instinctively, blinked quickly, then turned his head.

Others didn't find this episode, they were attracted by the stage they were about to open.

Pei Tingsong once again leaned over and stuck to his ear, "What did you just say."

"I ..." Fang Jue paused and calmed down. "I want to find you another headset."

"Oh," Pei Tingsong nodded, "I only borrow one." Seeing Fang Juexia turned his head to stare at him, Pei Tingsong smiled, "I only borrowed one."

This man is really ... Fang Juexia struggled to control his emotions.

He really couldn't get Pei to listen to the song.

"Click to listen." Pei Tingsong held his chin with his hand. "I'm afraid I'm listening. The original file is on my phone. I want to listen as many times as I want."

Fang Jue Xia Shi couldn't listen anymore. He opened the recording with a cross of his heart. His arm rested on the table, his forehead rested on his arm, and he listened to the evidence kept by Pei Tingsong.

He doesn't want anything now, just to understand what happened last night.

Pei Tingsong also learned a lot, lying on the table with him, staring down at the progress bar of the recording. The noisy hall was separated by a pair of headphones. They seemed to be two high school students who secretly squatted and listened to the song during lunch break. They shared the same audio, but they concealed different thoughts.

Fang Juexia covered his other ear with his hand, and the recorded voice was opened to the maximum. Suddenly, he heard Pei Tingsong's voice.

[This is why you have to sleep with me. ]

His heart was lifted in an instant.

[Ok! ]

[Then can I hug you? ]

Hearing his voice presented in this tone, and also used to respond to Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia really wanted to die. After only a few seconds of listening, he wanted to take off his headphones. But Pei Tingsong took a quicker step, preventing his hand movements.

"There's more behind."

[You, whatever you want. ]

Pei Ting-song in the recording sounded a little less arrogant than usual, but he was indeed right.

How could this be, how could this be ...

When Fang Juexia heard his voice, he couldn't help pinching his thigh.

[I can't see you anymore Hey. ]

It's so interesting, Pei Tingsong has never encountered such an interesting thing in his life. He smirked too hard, raised his head to support his arms, and still had his own God's prophecy in his headphones.

[Fang Juexia, if you act like that again, you will regret it when you wake up tomorrow. ]

[This is fine. ]

The sound of the quilt rubbing after turning over was very real. It was so noisy in the venue that even the conversation was so difficult. But their hearing seemed to be magnified indefinitely, hugging, flapping their backs, sweetly answering, singing a mess of songs, all the minutiae were reproduced in the voice, pulling Fang Juexia who did not want to believe back to that drunk night.

He even recognized Pei Tingsong as a small abacus.

At this moment Fang Juexia seriously considered the operability and chance of success of tongue bite suicide.

Fang Juexia, who was lying on the table, accidentally pinched her thigh, Jiang Miao worried, "Are you okay, what happened to Juexia, uncomfortable?"

Pei Tingsong sighed and explained to him, "It's okay, he's fine."

After finishing talking, he patted Fang Juexia's back, "Yes, Brother Juexia."

Seeing Fang Jue Xia Hong's ears and neck, Pei Tingsong has a sense of satisfaction that cannot be added.

The progress bar moves to the end and ends with Fang Juexia's last sentence [sleep, small abacus].

Fang Juexia felt that his self-esteem had never been tortured to such a degree. He took off his headphones and snapped them on Pei Tingsong's lap, then sat up and took a deep breath.

He wants to cheer up, this is not him, he is drinking.

Pei Tingsong gasped in pain, but still smiled and put away his brother's earphones. He happily leaned over and asked him, "I didn't lie to you."

Fang Juexia's face was so hot that she was hot all over.

"You are too thin-skinned." Pei Tingsong stared at his red earlobe, a little fascinated, and couldn't help thinking of the cherry when the magazine was filmed.

Break when you pinch.

The host appeared on stage, and everyone started applauding. The first show was Qi Yao's opening, but Fang Juexia didn't even want to watch it. He even forgot that there would be fans shooting the reaction at such a time, and his mind was all about last night.

"You ... did you record anything else?"

Pei Tingsong spread his hands, "This one."

This is at least good news. Fang Juexia blushed and asked, "What about later, I fell asleep?"

later.

The memory of Pei Tingsong pulled back to the eve of the tsunami and returned to the soft raid.

That was too dangerous for him later, and now the danger is reminded that the butterflies are still dying and dying.

"Yes." He replied stiffly. "You fell asleep and slept soundly. You will know what happened later."

Hearing what he said, Fang Juexia breathed a sigh of relief.

Disgrace is a disgrace, if you just hug and sleep, it's nothing. They are all men, and they can't do anything extraordinary.

But the burning on his face did not stop because of it, but spread like a fire in a prairie fire. Fang Juexia poured himself a glass of water and poured it in to try to calm down the heat. But it seems that the results have been minimal, and he can't even concentrate on the performance now.

The other members were watching Qi Yao's opening. Lu Yuan shook his rhythm on the surface, but his mouth whispered, "Is the accompaniment sound too small."

Ling Yin yelled, "Just broke the sound ..."

"This kind of less professional dinner, the sound effects are not very good." Jiang Miao plans ahead, "we may go up the same way, let's prepare in advance."

They were all discussing the stage, but Pei Tingsong couldn't even hear a word, and the half-dead butterfly in his heart seemed to enjoy this kind of rebirth, not knowing how to stop. He needs to go out of that unexpected kiss to divert his attention. Subconsciously fisting, Pei Tingsong felt something.

"One more thing," he stretched his right hand under the table to Fang Juexia. "Do you know why I should wear gloves today?"

Fang Juexia certainly didn't know. He was still wondering when he was doing styling. Why did the stylist and sister only wear leather gloves and only one hand to Pei Tingsong, thinking what was the new trend.

He glanced down at the gloves and shook his head at Pei Tingsong again.

Pei Tingsong's expression, which I knew, gave him a wink, and the tone was a bit of a command, "Take it off."

Although Fang Juexia felt weird, he still grabbed his fingertips unconsciously and pulled off his white leather gloves.

Under the dim light of the meeting place, he held Pei Tingsong's hand and bowed his head closer, trying to see clearly. Pei Tingsong has a clear tooth mark on his right hand tiger's mouth, blue and purple, and the bitten skin has begun to scab.

"Good job you did." Pei Tingsong raised an eyebrow.

"Me?" Fang Juexia couldn't believe it, let alone bite, he hadn't even hit a frame when he was so big.

But after listening to the recording just now, he dared to believe anything.

Pei Tingsong made an innocent expression, "Otherwise, who else? I regret now that there is no video, you really should see how you are drunk."

It's him who is really true ... Fang Juexia stared at the toothmark, and he felt guilty in his heart. He really didn't expect his wine to be as bad as this.

"Does it hurt?" Fang Juexia looked up at Pei Tingsong.

I don't know why. As soon as Fang Juexia's eyes met, Pei Tingsong couldn't help but think of that night, Fang Juexia's skin temperature and shampoo fragrance.

"Nonsense." Pei Tingsong turned away and pretended to go to the stage.

"Sorry." Fang Juexia apologized to him. "There is nothing to bandage here."

Pei Tingsong glanced at him quietly, "No, I'm not so squeamish." After he finished, he added another sentence, "Help me wear gloves."

Fang Juexia nodded, put his hands on his knees, put on leather gloves for him lightly and lightly, and squeezed the tip of his finger after wearing to make sure it was empty.

"Okay." Fang Juexia was very satisfied with his achievements and raised his head with smiles in his eyes.

Pei Tingsong withdrew his hand, unconsciously clenched his fist and coughed in his mouth, "Then, then wrap me up when you go back."

Fang Juexia thought he had heard it wrong, his eyes widened, "Huh?"

"Well, what should I do if I get infected in this way?" Pei Tingsong was awkward. "Wrap it up after you go back. You must be responsible for what you bite."

Fang Juexia's eyes were still looking at him like that, bright and bright, so Pei listened to Song Xinxin. He had to hold Fang Juexia's shoulder, and turned him to face the stage.

"Watch the show and stare at me."

Qi Yao ’s performance ended with the support of the fans, other programs went up in sequence, and it was not long before Caledo ’s turn. The six big boys hurried to the background under the leadership of the staff. When they passed a corner , A lady accidentally hit Fang Juexia.

"Sorry."

Fang Juexia politely supported her, "Be careful."

The woman looked about thirty years old and was very tastefully dressed. She had always apologized to them and took the initiative to make way for them.

He only felt familiar, but time was important, and Fang Juexia didn't care. They played according to the instructions, the sound was still the same as before, and the accompaniment was very low. However, they have seen all kinds of broken sounds before commercial performances, which is nothing.

Six people held hands Mai, a fast song and a slow song, with their own strength hold the audience. During the performance, impromptu exchanged parts, Ling Yi and Fang Juexia exchanged, Fang Juexia lightly went up to the third treble, He Ziyan and Pei Tingsong exchanged the rap part, Lu Yuan and Jiang Miao exchanged dance moves.

Enjoying performance is an idol's instinct. In a time when no one knows, Caledo takes this hard-won stage seriously, even if the people on the stage don't know or care, they also try their best to release their enthusiasm.

They like to shout out the names of their teammates on the stage and give their parts to each other with confidence.

This easy-going is not simply a talent, it is the tacit understanding and ability accumulated by the six boys in countless quiet nights spent together in a small practice room. Sweaty, injured, fell, stood up, sang three or two lyrics repeatedly, fantasizing fans and stage that didn't exist yet, they boiled down together in these boring and tired days, grabbed each other's hands, and tried The unknown way forward.

So at this moment, Fang Juexia on the stage looked at the teammates around him and thought of what Pei Tingsong said.

[With one-sixth of the dream he finally realized, I want to write my name. ]

He likes this one sixth.

"thank you all."

He likes the satisfaction of holding hands with them and bowing together.

In the dark room, it turned out that he was not alone. What he fumbled for was not the corner of the cold furniture, but the hand.

The other five were warm hands.

The audience below almost forgot that this was a charity dinner performance and thought they had listened to a concert. It was not until Kaleido ended the performance that everyone started applauding. The host took the stage to chat with them, only then did they realize that the company had donated 300,000 in the name of Kaleido. Looking at the flashing accident on Jiang Miao's face, Fang Juexia knew that Qiang did not tell them.

But to their surprise, after learning that they will attend this dinner, Domino raised a donation of 200,000 in just three days. This is the first time they have participated in such an event after becoming popular. Fans do not Stop forwarding Weibo, calling for donations, and want to use his little strength to give the six boys confidence.

"Then we invite one of the heads of this charity fund, Ms. Jiang Yin, to come on stage and give us Kaleido a commemorative small golden ring, and thank Kaleido for his contributions to the majority of autistic children.

A lady in an evening dress came from the backstage, picked up the little golden ring from the red velvet cushion of Miss Etiquette, paced over and handed her hands to the team Changjiang Miao.

Fang Juexia looked at her and found out that she turned out to be the woman who had just accidentally bumped into herself.

Jiang Yin ...

At the end of their session, Kaleido stepped down under the direction of the staff. When Fang Juexia left the backstage channel, he heard the host's voice on the stage and seemed to be talking to this woman named Jiang Yin.

Cheng Qiang hugged them one by one in the background, "You are awesome, the performance is particularly good, it is worthy of my little babies. Walk around to eat, you can finally watch the performance with confidence."

"Qiang Brother." Fang Juexia asked, "What is Miss Jiang who gave us the award?"

"Ah, she is very powerful." Cheng Qiang said, "You remember taking Zhou Ziheng from the Berlin film emperor some time ago. Hey, it's Xiao Pei alumnus, Jiang Yin is his agent."

"It's not just that." They left the backstage and prepared to enter the auditorium from the aisle outside the venue. "She's still escaping from the production of the day. Why, she talked to you in private?"

Fang Juexia shook his head, "That's not there."

"Well, I thought she would find you on the show." Cheng Qiang laughed, "I still don't draw cakes." He drove the six people back to the seat like a duck, watching Pei Tingsong help all the way. With Fang Juexia, I feel so relieved.

This time, the business plan not only changed popularity, but also seemed to bring the little wolf to the formal.

The show continued one by one. A few of Kaleido watched with interest. He Ziyan could see the fans at the location. They also interacted with the station sister for a while. Anyway, they did not have to go on stage anymore. Qi Yao is the most popular group in the audience. Every move is screaming, and the organizers also put their awards to the end.

The Qi Yao Group donated 500,000 yuan, and the fans donated 500,000 in their name. The host ended the interview and invited the editor-in-chief of the host magazine to give them a commemorative golden ring after donation.

"Then did Qiu Yao want to say something?" The host passed the microphone. Liang Ruo, who was at the center of the group, took the microphone and looked at the guests below.

"First of all, I am very grateful to the organizer for giving us the opportunity to participate in this festival. This time the charity theme is to help autistic children and improve their living environment and growth environment. I think it is very meaningful. In fact, when I was a teenager, I do n’t like talking too much, and socializing is also a big obstacle for me, but I was very lucky. At that time, I was helped by a good friend ... "Speaking of which, Liang Ruo looked at Fang Juexia's position.

Again.

Pei Tingsong tried hard to manage the expressions that he had never had before, and resisted the ten-level mocking expressions that he was about to make, but he reached out with both hands, took Fang Juexia's shoulders, and pulled him over towards himself.

Fang Juexia looked inexplicable, but Pei Tingsong picked up a marshmallow from the table, and slammed it into his mouth.

"If you don't eat it, Ling Yi steals it."

Ling Yi was chewing food in small steps, and was suddenly cue, his shoulders shaking.

Suddenly caught a sip of sugar, Fang Juexia's eyes were written inexplicably. Pei Tingsong also ate a piece of cotton candy, and then put his right hand in front of Fang Juexia.

Fang Juexia looked up at him without looking at him, just looked at him.

"Hand hurts," Pei Tingsong said to him with a lip.

Fang Juexia's cheeks bulged, nodded to him, and understood.

Then he extended his index finger and poked Pei Tingsong's tiger mouth blankly. Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong bounced like a little grasshopper, staring at Fang Juexia with an incredible expression.

After eating the marshmallows, Fang Juexia also said in lips, "Oh, I think you can't hurt anymore."

After that he pointed to his ear.

"Hearing is bad."

The author has something to say: small auditory theater——

Just when Kaleido participated in the grand ceremony, what happened to the Weibo homepage of the hearing CP fans?

@ 听觉 盛宴 官方 微 博: ah ah Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong are sitting together! Two people bite their ears! [Picture 1] [Picture 2] …… [Picture 9]

Fifteen thousand reposts, six thousand comments, all groundhogs.

After fifteen minutes:

@ 春日 押 雪 CP Station: Ah ah, the vine and brother came back from the bathroom together, what the two of you did quietly for so long! As soon as I came back, I listened to the song on the table. The wolf cub of the vine still patted his brother's back. Why are you doing this? Are you high school students here to fall in love at public expense! [Picture 1] [Picture 2] ...

Fans reposted 20,000, commented 10,000, and all groundhogs.

After thirty minutes:

@ 邪教 退散 I only have hearing: the landscape is actually a large beautiful doll of the vine. Some children pull their brother over and pull their eyes. The eyes ca n’t be separated from the brother. My SLR flashes ca n’t flash you! [video]

Fans forwarded twenty-five thousand and eighteen comments

...

At last:

@ 听觉 绝配: I ca n’t stand this little couple, everyone else is watching the show seriously (01 is seriously eating). Name the two of you! Playing with hands for ten minutes, a leather glove took off and took off, pinching fingers and poking back. I'm really tired of love. (Sisters who can read lips may see surprises) [Video]

Fans forwarded twenty-eight thousand and commented twenty thousand. This time it was not all groundhogs.

[Oops business is over pts! (Sisters, I ca n’t hold it ...)]

[Too fake, too fake, this is the legendary industrial sweetener (who will help me press the door!)]

[Do n’t ask, asking is the same thing! ]

A grand ceremony made Weibo Auditory Girls Carnival Night.