Fanservice Paradox

After seeing the hot search, Pei Tingsong's face collapsed instantly. He grabbed Fang Juexia's cell phone and started a hot search, and the full screen of Hahaha almost flew out to pounce on his face.

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[@ 快乐 源泉 卡莱 多: It's hard for the younger brother hahahaha pts really spit fragrant fear of ghosts, all the way "ah !!! beep-beep-" hahaha]

[@ 小 天使 牌 Grilled chicken wings: Hahahaha afraid to recite the name of the atheist hahahaha What a magical instinct reaction]

[@ 卡莱 多 burst today: The comparative video next door is more funny! The whole group has only 01 and the little devil is afraid of ghosts, jxgg is really too difficult]

[@ 我 嗑 的 CP 天下 第 真真: patronized and smiled the first time, and found it sweet when I watched the second time. I ’m still holding my brother ’s hand when I ’m afraid of it. Just sang Ming Ha ha ha ha ha]

[@ Today is also studying hard: why is this group such a sand sculpture! The little brother wearing a hat is really polite, but is it deliberately scaring ghosts to bow to the wall x)

[@ Today is also a deaf girl: ah ah ah ah each of you see the final notice of this issue? High energy, there are two people hugging and jumping on bungee to see the clothes is our hearing! ! ! I'm going to stick to the next issue! ]

[@KKKaleido: What made a subwoofer rapper sing his head? It is fear. ]

"No, is it so funny?" He looked at Fang Juexia, his face incomprehensible.

The brother of the hair stylist laughed out loud, "It's funny, hahaha, I saw all the pleats laughing!"

"What should I do?" Fang Jue Xia held back his phone with a smile, "Your person collapsed."

"Did you say it's too late to spend money to withdraw the hot search?"

Fang Juexia looked at him and laughed again.

The team's main attacker collapsed too quickly, and Pei Tingsong was in a state of trance. The hair stylist had blown his hair and trimmed it, and the silver-white effect was quite good. "Wow, suddenly a little comic."

Fang Juexia looked at it and felt good-looking. Pei Tingsong was originally fair-skinned and had three-dimensional facial features. Now his silver-stained hair is more mixed, and he must be very eye-catching on the stage.

The hair stylist dialed Pei Tingsong's forehead. "Your hair was very hard before. I was just worried that your hair dye might become blown. Now it looks okay."

Would it soften a little if you float your hair? Fang Juexia was curious and reached out to touch a dreadlock. Who knew it was discovered by Pei Tingsong, and thought that the little devil would reach out and take his hand away, Fang Juexia subconsciously closed his hands to hide, but failed to have time to catch his wrist. He just held Fang Juexia's hand and put it on his head.

Fang Juexia froze for a moment, and heard Pei Tingsong smiled and said, "If you want to touch it, just touch it."

"Oh." Fang Juexia stretched his finger very honestly and touched it twice. It was really soft and easy to touch.

Pei Tingsong asked, "Do I dye this color beautifully?"

Fang Juexia nodded, withdrew his hand, and withdrew his eyes, and answered seriously, "Good-looking."

In order to cover up the new hair color, Pei Tingsong deliberately wore a baseball cap and put on a white hoodie hat for double protection. The two returned to the company by car and recorded songs with other members. One recording was an afternoon.

These days, apart from practicing dance, they are recording songs, and almost live in the company. Fortunately, everyone's voice status is good today, and the recording effect is very good. In addition, the return time is well arranged, everything is done step by step, and there is no need to overwork. The company did not want their voices to be too tired, so they were allowed to go back to rest early.

Cheng Qiang sent them back to the dormitory, "The door lock of the previous dormitory was attacked. We suspect that the group show broadcast in the previous issues exposed the address here and attracted illegitimate fans. We are now investigating. Security First, so the company removed the camera in the dormitory.

"It's demolished." Ling Yi was overjoyed. "I didn't dare to eat secretly before demolishing! I was afraid I might be photographed."

"You still eat! I'm about to sing your weight. I'll report it every day." Cheng Qiang tapped his head. "You rest, open a live broadcast at seven o'clock, and now I'm searching. Go, you ca n’t just waste your traffic. ”

"it is good--"

Fang Juexia got up at six o'clock in the morning, and now was too sleepy to open his eyes, rejected Ling Yi's invitation to watch the movie, and went directly to bed. Pei Tingsong watched Jiang Miao and Lu Yuan compete in the kitchen, walked down a sliced ​​watermelon, walked to the sofa and asked Ling Yi, "What about your roommate?"

"Asleep." Ling stared at the screen intently, "I fell asleep as soon as I came back, tired."

"I went to see."

"What do you think people do to sleep, perverted." Ling glanced at him. "Your white-haired little devil's head is sticking to us every day recently, don't think I don't know."

Pei Tingsong is like stepping on a dog ’s tail, "Who sticks to him every day?" He turned and walked away. After two steps, he stopped and threw the finished watermelon peel in the trash can by the sofa. Another stern sentence, "Inexplicable."

Pei Tingsong returned to his room and slammed the door.

"The fire is so big, and who provokes you?" He Ziyan, like a community lord, took a mini broom and swept the floor.

"No." Pei Tingsong pretended that nothing had happened and walked back to the desk to open a book. He Ziyanshun also helped him to sweep, "Pei Xiaoliu, I'll sweep away the paper **** in your corner."

"Oh." Pei Tingsong just finished, and reacted like an electric shock, and rescued the paper ball that he had forgotten in the corner under He Ziyan's broom. "I want this one more."

"What's so nervous?" He Ziyan smelled the gossip. "Show it to brother? Wouldn't it be the little yellow poem you wrote?"

"No, it's the lyrics ..." Pei Tingsong felt guilty in heart, if the lyrics were misunderstood by He Ziyan.

But He Ziyan didn't give up, and she put a broom in her hand to the bed. "Lyrics? Are there any lyrics that I can't see?"

"It's just ..." Pei Tingsong didn't know what to say, the door was suddenly opened, and Lu Yuan howled outside, "Come out and eat!"

"Immediately!" He Ziyan responded and winked at Pei Tingsong, "Does your kid have any girls you like at school?"

"How can it be!"

"Then your reaction is so fierce?" He Ziyan sat down beside his bed. "Xiao Pei, you and Jue Xia are the last two mothers of our group solo. Why? Now I want to abandon your Jue Xia brother and open up."

"I didn't," Pei Tingsong didn't know how to explain to him, "I'm not in a relationship."

"I know you don't. I really can't hide my face." He Ziyan looked at him for a while. "I just think you're weird recently. I always smirk for some reason."

what. How could he smirk?

Pei Tingsong recalled it carefully, and didn't know what abnormal behavior he had. He Ziyan patted his shoulder, "Don't think about it, go out and eat. Oh, it's live for a while, remember to find a woolen cap to cover your hair."

Knowing that Fang Juexia was asleep, Jiang Miao specially left him a sandwich without waking him up. In order to manage the figure, everyone can't eat too much, all are light and healthy fitness meals.

Fang Juexia was sleepy and had a dream. In his dream, he returned to the cabin where he grew up. Back to Nantian, the walls were damp, all the awards posted were wet, and one corner fell softly. He walked over and wanted to reattach the certificate, but he couldn't reach it.

He changed back to being a child.

Leaving the bedroom, Fang Juexia saw the cold food on the dining table. He felt a little hungry but couldn't eat any more. Because he smelled the smell he was terrified of, so strong that he could not disperse the smell of alcohol. Hesitant to take steps, he left the restaurant and walked step by step toward the room where he was afraid. The wine's taste became more intense, making it hard for him to breathe.

The quarrel in the room was clear and audible. Through the door slit, he saw his mother's hair caught and pushed to the ground. Suddenly his heart grabbed him and pushed open the door violently, but he waited for an ashtray to hit him.

The moment the glass ashtray smashed into it, the eyes turned into a gray fog.

"Get out! Get me out!"

A hand stretched out from the thick fog and grabbed his collar, "You look at the birthmark on your face, how ugly, you can't be the protagonist, do you know? Like your father, you can't succeed in this life!" "

Can't I succeed ...

He was pushed away hard by this hand and fell to the ground. When standing up, it was dark around. Only a pale chasing light hit his thin body from top to bottom. He was pushed onto the stage, like an inferior and incomplete exhibit.

Father's hysterical voices came from all directions, deafening and there was nowhere to hide.

"What's the use of being blind on the stage? What's the disability on the stage! Do you know what a disability is?"

"Look at your father and me! This is a disability!"

"You will become me someday, do you know! It becomes waste like me."

The last light was completely extinguished. Fang Juexia covered her ears desperately and shook her head desperately. He didn't want to be the one in his father's mouth, he didn't want to be the second one.

He wants to dance, he wants to be the center of the stage. Fang Juexia stood up, practiced continuously in the dark, fell, climbed up and started again, fell again, and could not stand up again. From beginning to end, all he had was darkness and injuries.

Disability.

waste.

Those born to be doomed to failure.

Rarely is this his life?

Breathing became more and more rapid, and Fang Juexia wanted to find an exit instead of being trapped inside. He had to admit that after so many years, he was not used to it, and he was still afraid of darkness.

[I know you will jump if you are afraid. ]

Suddenly, Fang Juexia heard a familiar voice. He turned around, but there was no one behind him.

who is it?

Why do you know?

[I just know it. ]

[Because you are Fang Juexia. ]

Suddenly he woke up from his dream, like being reborn after drowning.

"what happened to you?"

The voice in the dream appeared again, Fang Juexia's eyes widened, looking at the source of the voice.

Pei Tingsong put the sandwich on the bedside cabinet and reached out to touch Juxia's forehead. "What's wrong with you? Cold sweat on one end. Dreaming of bungee jumping again?"

Fang Juexia's nervous nerve finally relaxed. He shook his head, nodded again, and retracted into the quilt. "I had a bad dream."

"You have been sleeping for almost two hours, you are not hungry."

Fang Juexia shook his head and covered his face with the quilt. He felt palpitation afterwards, and dreamed about the past, and he would dream of Pei Tingsong's voice. The dreamer appeared in front of him when he woke up. This experience made it difficult for him to speak and face.

Obviously it was kind to send sandwiches, even without a glance, I didn't even look at it. Pei Tingsong panicked, "Then I'm gone, you wake up and eat yourself."

Said it was gone, in fact, Pei Tingsong didn't go at all. Looking at Fang Juexia just now, he was still a little worried. The feet were as if they were sticking to the ground, and they could not be moved in one step, so they stood beside the bed and watched him.

After a while, Ling Yi and He Ziyan ran in, holding a mobile phone in their hands.

"We're on the air!" Ling fell on the bed and hugged Juexia across the quilt. "Ah my baby, Juexia! Are you awake?"

Seeing Ling Yi wolf, the barrage immediately boiled.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ]

[Roommate line is too sweet! ]

[jxgg is so cute in the quilt! ]

[Bae Ting-jeong is in his brother's room? What are you doing? ]

[hahahaha Pei quite counsel! Sisters give full marks in combination with current affairs! ]

Pei Tingsong looked at Ling Yi more energetic, and pulled him away, "Get up, you pressed him."

Ling Yi refused to accept, "Juexia didn't say anything about me? What did you say? I didn't press him, I called hug!" After he was more arrogant, he directly opened Fang Juexia's quilt and drilled into it, "Wow the quilt is good warm."

It's really amazing. Pei Tingsong lifted the quilt on the other side, and also got into it, as if he was a demonstration.

[Ha ha ha ha bae pretty advised you not to do so now? So just]

[Why do n’t do anything, grab the first place of brother]

Suddenly there were two more people on the bed, and the quilt was still tossing around. Fang Juexia, who was almost sleeping, was stunned, his head stretched out and he glanced at him, seeing He Ziyan sitting on the bed with his mobile phone and shooting him.

"Are you making video?" Fang Juexia asked confusedly. Ling Yi hugged his back in the quilt, "Live!"

"Live broadcast ..." Fang Juexia's brain was dazed, and he retracted back into the quilt. The angle of view in the quilt was narrow and dark, and his eyes blinked dullly. He vaguely seemed to see a person lying in front of himself. He didn't know what was going on. He stretched out his hand and pricked it hard.

It happened to poke on the abs.

Suddenly his hand was caught, Fang Juexia reacted in an instant, it was Pei Tingsong, no one except him caught him like that. He immediately withdrew his hand and hid across the bed.

"Juexia, you're squeezing me down!"

Seeing that he was hiding from him like this, Pei Tingsong was even more unhappy. He pulled Fang Juexia over and stuck to himself, "You are going to squeeze him down, haven't you heard?" After finishing, he brought Fang Juexia up, "sleeping Do n’t cover your head when you do n’t breathe well. "

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhence, a little attack! ]

[As long as there are no ghosts! Pei Tingsong is the first attack of the card team! ]

I wonder if it is a psychological effect, Fang Juexia's breathing is indeed a bit uncomfortable. Fortunately, Ling Yi quickly changed the subject and began to read questions on the barrage.

"Ah Tuan Zhan comprehensive notice," Ling Yi clapped, "Because we went to the amusement park to play a lot of projects this time, there are more materials, so we cut two issues. The key point is, there will be me in the next issue, the card group is the first Big guy online bungee jumping! Super exciting, be sure to remember to watch! "

He Ziyan plugged in, "Only the people they lost went bungee jumping, and we went to play bumper cars later."

[I also like bumper cars! ]

[It turns out that bungee jumping is a punishment! Ah look forward to it! ]

[I saw the haunted house special when I was eating. When I opened it, I did n’t expect it to be so funny! The rice squirted out and was almost beaten up by my mother]

[jxgg is still so cute]

They chatted for a while, and Fang Juexia was suddenly a little hungry, so he turned to look at Pei Tingsong, and gave him a glance that he wanted to help him get a sandwich. Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows, an expression of begging me. Fang Juexia reached into the quilt and pinched his arm.

Pei Tingsong glared at him, not even planning to get him. Seeing him like this, Fang Juexia had to serve softly, and touched his finger twice in the place where he had just pinched himself. Pei Tingsong stopped here and gave him the sandwich on the bedside table.

Really a puppy, obediently obeyed along the hair. Fang Juexia took the sandwich on the plate and took a bite. Pei Tingsong put the plate in front of him to avoid scum.

[Ha ha ha ha ling is really funny]

[Ah, what two of them are doing sneaky dogs! Tired of crooked! ]

[Just the expression of pts, so sweet! ]

[CP fans do n’t dance in front of the Lord, okay]

[Brother Huo just got closer and got a good look! I want to slide a slide on the bridge of Brother Huo's nose! ]

[Miaomiao and Yuanyuan haven't come yet? ]

[Ask a question! What is the ideal type of brothers? ]

"Ideal type?" Ling saw this question at a sharp glance. "Ideal type means the type that he likes?" He turned his head to look at He Ziyan. "Can this be said, Brother Huo?"

"Why not? Do you like men?"

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha, he's so hot! ]

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha fire brother is your fire brother! ]

[Ha ha ha ha ha like men]

[01 is suddenly out of the cabinet]

"Bian'er." Ling Yi kicked out He Ziyan and then cleared his throat solemnly. "My ideal type ... I think about it. Because I am from Sichuan, all the girls there are White and clean, I prefer the white and small, cute type. "

"He Ziyan, it's up to you!" He clenched his fists and approached He Ziyan as a microphone. "Please say, what is your ideal type?"

[It's uniform temptation]

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha uniform temptation is enough! My brain is full of ghost nurse sisters! ]

"The type I like, kind-hearted."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Tingsong wailed, "You are coming less, I still have a good heart, do you like me?"

He Ziyan immediately succeeded, "I like it!"

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha why the total attack hooks up the total attack! ]

[This group of melons are inextricably linked, pts and fjx, hzy and pts]

Fang Juexia took a bite of the sandwich and asked more specifically, "What about appearance?"

He Ziyan looked at the camera, "I don't ask much, just be beautiful. It's better to have long black straight legs."

[Is n’t that much demand? ? ? ? ]

[brother? ? ? are you kidding me? ? ]

[OK, next. ]

Ling Yi clenched his fist to Jue Xia's mouth above, "Six Brothers."

"Me?" Fang Juexia faced this type of problem for the first time. Not to mention the ideal type, he never imagined his love.

Ling began to make a break, "Please note that this is not a still picture."

Pei Tingsong accidentally cares about Fang Juexia's answer, he is just curious, what answer this guy who avoids love will say, what kind of person he will like.

After hesitating for a long time, Fang Juexia finally said, "Well ... I might like confident people."

[I'm confident, brother! look at me! My id is called the only wife of Fang Jue Xia Quan. You look at me, I am not confident! ]

[Ha ha ha ha sisters are enough! ]

"It's the kind of people who can do very well in their own fields. I think such people are very attractive."

He Ziyan couldn't help but tease, "Jue Xia doesn't describe anything like a girl, like a big brother."

[Women's lord? ? ]

[Ha ha ha ha ha what's going on with the live barrage of this group! ]

Fang Juexia felt a little bit off. He began to suspect that he was not awake and talking nonsense. In order not to cause any misunderstandings, he had to describe it casually. Lovely, they are all very good. I am not very picky. "

Gentle and cute. These two words ran into Pei Tingsong's heart like two bees, flying around, stinging uncomfortably. He meditated over and over again, and felt a real difference from himself.

No, why should he compare with himself?

"How about Xiao Pei?"

Pei Tingsong was still distracted. Fang Juexia dragged his sleeves and reacted, "Are you here?"

What kind of person is the ideal type?

He was also immersed in the impact of Fang Juexia's answer just now, a little absent, "It's almost like Brother Huo, I never thought about it."

"Then your kid just said me?"

"What did you say? Do you like uniform temptation?"

Fang Juexia lowered his head and saw the half sandwich in his hand. There was no reason in his mind to recall the ideal standard that He Ziyan said just now. Beautiful, black and straight, with long legs. Girl, can't see her face clearly, but standing beside Pei Tingsong, it's quite suitable.

very sour.

The pickled cucumbers in the sandwich were chewed, and the taste buds slammed into the heart.

Seeing how he frowned, Pei Tingsong reached out and gave him a glass, "Hey."

Fang Juexia glanced at her, shook her head, and forcibly swallowed the pickled cucumbers she didn't like. He didn't know what happened to him, anyway, he didn't want to drink the water he brought. Suddenly, Pei Tingsong lifted the quilt and left without saying a word. Ling Yi and He Ziyan didn't know what was going on. After watching it, they continued the live broadcast and talked to fans about other things.

The bed was empty. Fang Juexia didn't speak anymore, feeling that she had eaten a little anxiously just now, the food was stuck under the esophagus, and her heart was blocked. He lowered his head and patted his chest.

A moment later, a distinct hand appeared in front of him, holding a glass of sweet orange juice.

Looking up, Pei Tingsong awkwardly raised his hand and dragged the brim of the woolen cap, and handed the cup directly to Fang Juexia's hand.

The wall of the cup was held in his hand, the ice was cold, and the yellow juice was shaking.

"Sweet, drink it quickly."

The author has something to say: "The last two maternal and child solo" that He Ziyan said means that the other four people had love experiences before (before debut, they are not in love)