For a moment, Fang Juexia felt that they were similar for the first time.
This is strange, because both from the outside and the inner logic, they are two arrows running in opposite directions, but they also resonate in some subtle ways.
Facing Pei Tingsong's rhetorical question, Fang Juexia nodded. In fact, he knew he could stop explaining, but he still wanted to say.
"Yes. It may be that everyone has different definitions of social relationships. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, a harmonious social relationship means complete harmony in communication and getting along without any disputes and frictions. In fact, this kind of social relationship has a high probability. The above is the illusion of harmony created by both parties. People must be different, no matter how similar they are or how close they are to each other, there will always be conflicting views."
Pei Tingsong was a little surprised. Originally, he was only using words to resolve the inconsistent speech, but he did not expect Fang Juexia to unfold the logic in an orderly manner so quickly. He couldn't help thinking, maybe Fang Juexia was not the social badness that everyone imagined.
He just made a precise selection and management of his social relations.
Fang Juexia continued, “Able to stick to our own point of view, and confidently and boldly collide with another person's ideas, we each express our views and defend the truth we believe, but at the end, we will not be separated by the heated debate, but will understand each other better. This is what I think is benign social interaction."
"Simply speaking, it's like a question. You have your solution, and I have my solution, but we are all pursuing the goal of leading to the correct answer. The math teacher will also encourage everyone to try more solutions during class. The world needs All kinds of voices require all kinds of people. I will not obey your solution because I am afraid of ruining friendship. I will come up with my method and discuss with you. Having this confidence shows that the relationship is deep, not ?"
After speaking, Fang Juexia laughed, "So this way of getting along does not mean that we are not in harmony. We are just insisting on ourselves and respecting each other's self-expression."
As soon as the voice fell, Pei Tingsong applauded unexpectedly. Fang Juexia turned his face to look at him, only to see that Pei Tingsong's right hand holding the doll gave him a thumbs up.
Fang Jue Xia Fei turned her head quickly, her mouth raised.
The editor-in-chief listened after the interview and couldn't help nodding. The thinking of these two young boys has exceeded his concept of idols, but after listening to what they said, he couldn't help thinking, why must he think that idols can't say such things
As Fang Juexia said, the world needs different solutions, and the problem of idols also needs different solutions.
These young people who shine on the stage are not only one stereotype.
The host nodded repeatedly. If it weren't for professional ethics, she would have sighed a lot, but she still held back, "That's a good point. I also learned a lot from today's interview, which is the meaning of my work."
"Thank you." After answering that question, Fang Juexia took a sip of water from the cup on the table. When putting the cup back, he found that Pei Tingsong's cup was placed crookedly, so he silently placed the two cups on the same horizontal line. He seems to have once again become that cold-looking little idol.
Seeing his series of actions, Pei Tingsong found it funny, rubbing the head of the little dinosaur in his hand, the more he thought about it, the more funny he became, so he lowered his head and laughed.
The host turned over the hand card and continued, "I talked deeply about the few questions just now. Let’s relax on the last topic. We used a lot of flowers and plants during shooting today, and our shooting set is like a botanical garden. Then we Ask a more interesting topic. If you were to choose a representative plant for each other now, which one would you choose?"
Fang Juexia asked, "It's the plant that looks most like him? Don't you choose it for yourself?"
"Yes, you think this plant is very similar to the other party or can represent the other party."
He glanced at Pei Tingsong, and Pei Tingsong also tilted his head to look at him. A kind of plant appeared in Fang Juexia's mind very quickly, "Well... Although Pei Tingsong has a nickname called Grapevine." He couldn't help but laugh.
The host was a little confused: "Vine?"
Fang Juexia smiled, "Because Pei Tingsong's pinyin first letter is pts, and then the input method Lenovo spelling will appear similar to the word grape vine, so everyone calls him."
Pei Tingsong immediately looked at the camera, "Did you see it? We all know what you usually say. Don't say bad things about me, I will go along the network cable to pick the plug of your home network cable."
He wanted to laugh even more when he teased Fang Juexia, but he still remembered the question he didn't answer, so he tried his best to correct his face, "Well, if you have to choose a representative plant, I think he is more like a cactus."
After listening, Pei Tingsong used the long tail of the little dinosaur pillow to shake him. Fang Juexia immediately pointed to Pei Tingsong, "It looks like this, it looks a lot like it."
The host laughed, "So Jue Xia thinks that Ting Song is like a cactus with a lot of thorns and piercing hands, isn't it?"
Regardless of Pei Tingsong's tail attack, Fang Juexia nodded, "Yeah."
"Are you huh?" Although Pei Tingsong pretended to be fierce, his voice was small.
"But," Fang Juexia grabbed the dinosaur's little tail, with a frank and serious expression, "The cactus looks like a lot of hard spines on the outside, but in fact it is very soft inside. Can you imagine it? Its water content is 85% to 90%. Because of the harsh growth environment, it absorbs and stores water all the time. It is a very serious plant that strives to survive."
Hearing these words, Pei listened to Song's hand and forgot to pull back the doll's tail.
"This is also very similar." Fang Juexia let go and smiled at the camera.
"It turns out that it has a lot of meaning." The host smiled and looked at Pei Tingsong. "Then Tingsong thinks summer is like a plant?"
Pei Tingsong leaned back on the sofa and began to pull the thorns on the back of the dinosaur, "I used to think he was more like a cherry blossom, you know," he turned his head to look at Fang Juexia, and put his hands on his face. Contrastingly, "This face is beautiful, right."
Fang Juexia was a little embarrassed, and let go of the hand holding the small tail of the dinosaur, tilting her head and moving away.
The host nodded, the smile on his face couldn't hide, "It feels a little like that."
"But now I don't think it is anymore." Pei Tingsong started tossing the little dinosaur's tail again, "I think it is white eustoma."
To be so specific, Fang Juexia felt curious, "Why?"
Pei Tingsong flicked him one last time with his little tail, and raised his eyebrows, "I won't tell you."
Fang Juexia nodded, and then began to applaud. Pei Tingsong thought it was funny, and applauded together, drumming and changing to playing board, "Okay, the last question, finish!"
"Thank you, everyone." Fang Juexia stood up and bowed to the staff.
At the end of the interview, they changed their sponsor’s clothes and prepared to leave.
In the dressing room, Fang Juexia took off her sweater, sparks crackled. Thinking of something, he reached into the front pocket of his shirt and took out the note with the poem on it. He hesitated for a moment, and did not read it a second time. He folded the paper and put it in the pocket of the down jacket.
Leaving from the shooting location, they went straight to the company. On the way, Cheng Qiang exaggerated and exaggerated the performance of the two of them. Fang Juexia was embarrassed and began to not speak again. He silently listened to Pei Tingsong and Cheng Qiang's chat, and answered each other.
"If the sales rise this time, your future fashion resources will be opened up." Cheng Qiang smiled on his face, "Yesterday Xiao Miao and Ling Yi and their variety show ratings suddenly increased, and Lu Yuan received him. Ziyan was invited to cooperate with feat for the most desired dance variety show, and is still talking about it. Everyone is getting formal step by step."
"Brother Qiangzi's mother's heart has finally paid off." Pei Tingsong smiled and vomited, "Except for both of us, we all went smoothly."
Fang Juexia also laughed, but Cheng Qiang said, "You two? Don't mention it, the resources that come now are all for you two, and a lot of them require you to fit together."
The two glanced at each other at the same time, and a little embarrassed because of this tacit understanding, and at the same time averted their gazes. Obviously, they seem to get close to each other a lot when shooting magazines, but if they leave that situation, they still can't interact naturally like ordinary teammates.
Pei Tingsong's child's temperament is up again, "I am not a hip-hop type, I can't."
"There is no hip-hop category for the time being." Cheng Qiang turned the steering wheel, "We went through it, nothing was particularly good, you can wait. When you go back, you can also check it out. If you want to go, you will need the one that suits you and the quality of the program and the team. Not bad, otherwise you will work hard and you will not get equal returns in the end, which is too wasteful."
Cheng Qiang is a good agent who cares about his artists, and Fang Juexia has long known this. In fact, he doesn't have much expectation for variety shows and reality shows. He doesn't like it that much. Coupled with his quiet personality, he is not the kind of talent with stalks and laughs that reality shows need. Besides, he doesn't like the exaggerated eyeball way in reality shows.
But he also knows that variety shows are an indispensable part in order to maintain exposure and increase nationality.
Cheng Qiang concentrated on driving and stopped talking. Fang Juexia took out his mobile phone to deal with unread messages. Suddenly thinking of the last question in the interview, he opened the web page and searched for Eustoma grandiflorum.
Isn't this the white flower that Pei Tingsong picked up when shooting
Once connected, the strange emotions during the shooting resurrected.
As soon as Pei Tingsong put on the headphones, the phone vibrated. Clicking on it, it turned out to be Fang Juexia, who never took the initiative to message him.
[It’s nothing but beautiful: Why is it eustoma? ]
Blame the persistence.
The corners of Pei Tingsong's mouth turned up unconsciously, and they were clearly sitting in a row with Fang Juexia, and they had to turn their backs to type with him. The tall man about 1.8 meters tall was retracted in the back seat of the car, looking weird and funny.
Fang Juexia also felt inexplicable, but he was almost used to Pei Tingsong's bewildering behavior. He looked at the night view outside the window as usual, the small clock in his heart ticking away. After 4 minutes and 50 seconds, the phone vibrated.
[kaleido bae listens to song: [cactus expression]]
puff.
Why did I post this after holding back for a long time.
But after a while, another message popped up in the message box.
[kaleido Pei Ting Song: Lisianthus actually has another name, grassland gentian, the original native place is limestone. Don’t you think it’s wonderful? It is obviously a delicate and fragile flower, but in fact it has the courage of a dragon, and it grows among the rocks. ]
After speaking, he also sent a small dinosaur emoticon.
Gentian.
Flowers blooming among the rocks.
The top of the dialog box shows that it is typing, but it disappears after a while, and then it is typing again.
Fang Juexia's gaze couldn't help but stare at the changing line until the dialog box popped up with new content again.
[kaleido Pei Ting Song: Anyway, it's a bit like you. ]
[kaleido Pei Ting Song: If you don't feel like it, just forget it, I'm just talking nonsense. ]
"Here!" Cheng Qiang reversed, "Get off the car after getting dressed. Hurry up." He then glanced at the rearview mirror, "Hey? You two didn't sleep."
Fang Juexia's thoughts were interrupted unexpectedly, he held the phone tightly, "No..."
"Then get off the car quickly and wait for us."
Under Cheng Qiang's urging, Fang Juexia had to put on her coat quickly and opened the door to go down.
Seeing him move so quickly, Pei Tingsong felt a little uncomfortable.
He glanced at the words he had made last, threw the phone in his pocket, closed the car door with a black face, and walked at the end, complaining about Cheng Qiang, "What's the hurry, rushing to cast the triplets? ."
Back at the company, before they had time to rest, they were called to participate in the screening of the first round of demo songs for the new album with other members. As soon as everyone got together, the atmosphere became noisy and noisy. Ling Yi pulled Fang Juexia to eat his newly bought snacks.
But he still felt stuck in that car, in which he was still holding his mobile phone, watching the message Pei Tingsong sent him.
Eustoma.
He can't say what kind of emotion he is now, perhaps because the Pei Tingsong in his impression is always facing him in a hostile posture, so he will subconsciously avoid it.
But he actually started to praise him now, right? That should be regarded as praise.
This made Fang Juexia very uncomfortable, and Pei Tingsong had no rules, and he couldn't find a way to deal with him.
But a slight sense of pleasure rose in his heart. Fang Juexia is not someone who desperately expects to be praised. On the contrary, most of the outside world's evaluation of him can't affect his judgment of himself. He knows exactly who he is and what he wants to do. His inner world is stable and self-consistent.
So when his mood was affected by Pei Tingsong's simple words, Fang Juexia felt incredible.
"Are you all here?" Chen Zhengyun sat down, "Then let's start."
In addition to the demo provided by He Ziyan, the songs submitted in the first round also included songs purchased by the company. The selection of an album must consider many aspects: the degree of matching with the album concept, the diversification and consistency of styles, and the balance of dance music and lyric music, and so on.
Fang Juexia hesitated, he had only his own lyric, but he was not sure whether it was in line with the concept of the new album. After all, it was the first time trying to compose music. Unlike singing and dancing, which was his strong point, he did not have full confidence. Since the demo came out, he has been carrying a USB flash drive. He wanted to discuss with his boss or composer in private and listen to suggestions, but he didn't expect to add so many new schedules later. The plan was disrupted, and the song selection started in a blink of an eye.
The meeting lasted for three hours, because the team members from their respective itineraries gathered together. Although it was hard work, everyone enjoyed it for the new professional. This is their first album that they have devoted themselves to production, which is of great significance.
Pei Tingsong made up his sleep while shooting the magazine, and the meeting was still sober. He glanced at Fang Juexia, only to find that he was wandering. This was very abnormal. According to normal times, Fang Juexia should be the most serious one.
strangeness.
The more weird he is, the more he wants to observe.
The boss has listened to a few songs, "These are good capitals. The second and third demos have no bright spots. The arrangement is estimated to be difficult to save. Pass first, and the rest will be released to the second round. This time. Non-main titles will be promoted well, so don’t worry. Xiaocheng, are there any more?"
"There is one more song from the first wave."
"What style?"
"R&B Lyrics." Cheng Qiang said, "This composer is pretty good, and he has written several popular osts."
Pei Tingsong found that Fang Juexia's fingers seemed to be pinching a small square metal product. Leaning forward is a clear sign of action.
"If this one focuses on electronic and dance music, the part of the lyrical song has to be controlled by one or two. It can't be too much."
Fang Juexia's hand clenched tightly and retracted.
Pei Tingsong keenly captured this movement. He turned the pen in his hand, his eyes still falling on Fang Juexia.
The meeting didn't end until one o'clock in the morning, and everyone's energy reached their limit. They got in the nanny car and went back to the dormitory to rest. Ling Yi, who is usually the most energetic, fell asleep after asking a few questions about what happened when they were shooting the magazine. Since Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong started operating CPs, the two have even been in the position of the nanny car to ensure their appearance in the daily live broadcast.
After finally arriving at the dormitory, Cheng Qiang awakened all the members who were sleeping soundly, just like waking up a litter of small milk dogs, of course there was a wolf cub in it.
"… arrive?"
"So fast~"
"Ah, my neck hurts so much..."
"Where am I? Where is this..."
Everyone got out of the car one after another. Fang Juexia got up first and walked out of the car with her jacket. Pei Tingsong was also preparing to go out, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a metal USB flash drive left on the seat next to him.
There are only two bathrooms in the collective accommodation, which is not very convenient. Fang Juexia took the time to take a shower and found Pei Tingsong sitting in the living room alone when she came out.
Does he want to take a bath
Fang Juexia thought for a while, but finally did not ask, she wiped her hair with a towel, and was about to go back to the room. But when he just put his hand on the door handle, one palm pressed his door panel. Fang Juexia turned her head and realized that Pei Tingsong had circled him from behind.
"What's the matter?" His tone was flat.
Pei Tingsong stretched out his right hand, a USB flash drive swayed and hung in front of his eyes, "You dropped something."
Fang Juexia's eyes changed slightly, and he wanted to catch it after he said thank you, but Pei Tingsong took a step faster, retracted the U disk in his palm, and laughed, "Want? Please."
They have broken the safe distance.
Fang Juexia looked up at him with wet hair, her familiar eyes appeared again, "No, you take it away."
Sure enough, Pei Tingsong is still the demon who fears that the world will not be chaotic. It was he himself who thought too much, and was bewildered by his clever words during the interview.
Pei Tingsong suddenly became excited, because this was the first time that Fang Juexia showed a strong side in front of him. He is acting hard and talking angry.
"What are you afraid of?" Pei Tingsong hooked the corner of his mouth and deliberately lowered his voice, "Isn't it just a tune?" As he spoke, the fragrance of the shower gel filled with a clean smell.
Fang Juexia frowned suddenly, "How do you know?"
"It's not hard to guess. You just held it during the meeting and hesitated for so long." Pei Tingsong continued to guess, "It's not just a demo, I guess it's a ballad."
Fang Juexia felt so angry and funny, every time she fell into his hands when she had no confidence, what kind of evil fate was it? Sure enough, he still couldn't deal with Pei Tingsong.
When the two confronted each other, Ling Yi's voice came from the main guard, "Jexia! I forgot to take my pajamas. Let me take them on my bed!"
"Writing casually, just listen if you want, and pay me back after listening." Fang Juexia turned around and opened the door, not entangled with him anymore. Anyway, Pei Tingsong just listened, and a few more ridicules, there was no big loss.
With a bang. Pei Tingsong was turned away like this. Originally, he thought that Fang Juexia would pay him back as long as he said something soft. Who knew that would be the case. Staring at the door panel, Pei Tingsong was perplexed by his sudden rollover.
This is really a branch with very high root hardness.
This is not eustoma, it is a prairie gentian.
No, glacier gentian.
After getting the record of repeatedly hitting the wall, Pei Tingsong still did not give up the confidence to continue to face each other, but wanted to find out exactly what kind of temper Fang Juexia was.
His curiosity expanded in the approaching relationship.
After helping Ling Yi, Fang Juexia sat down at the desk and opened the Sudoku book and made two consecutive Sudoku books, but his mood did not calm down as fast as he thought. When Fang Juexia rarely fails to regain his emotions, he doesn't know what he is angry with now, why he has not been able to calm down for so long.
He sensed that he had changed. It's like a steady state that has been broken. The entropy value is constantly increasing, and it starts to become random. Fang Juexia doesn't like this, he doesn't like randomness, he likes a stable self.
He thought about the reasons, and checked them one by one, and only the last one remained-he mistakenly thought that the relationship between Pei Tingsong and him had broken the ice, which was not the case.
I was immersed in my thoughts, and the pen tip penetrated the ink in the space where the number should be filled. The black stretches along the trajectory of the fiber until the WeChat prompt sounds.
[kaleido Pei Ting Song: Share the video. ]
Fang Juexia felt strange and clicked to see that it turned out to be him who took part in the location shooting during the day. It's just that this is obviously recorded by the mobile phone, not the official shooting angle.
In the video, he was lying quietly on the snow and shooting close-ups. After Lin Mo shouted ok and took the camera away some distance, he immediately sat up and shook the snow on his head. Snow flopped down from the fluffy hair. In the picture, the tip of his nose was red, and he held his hands in front of him to warm himself, smiling very brightly.
The Chinese Fang Juexia seemed to hear something, but she was not very clear, so she approached her ears.
"Frozen is stupid."
It was Pei Tingsong's voice, which was very soft, and it was his self-talk when he was taking pictures.
"Laugh like this."
He quit the video, and also quit WeChat, swiped all the app backgrounds up and out to clear, quickly turned off the lamp, and went to bed.
Ten minutes later, yes, the small clock in his heart told him with certainty that it was ten minutes, and Fang Juexia turned on the phone again.
A beam of cold white light quietly opened the dark gap, and a small slit opened in his chest, revealing the heart that was moving inside.
Across the wall, Pei Tingsong lay on the bed tossing and turning, waiting and waiting, when his favorite book became dull, he waited for a message.
[It’s nothing but pretty: please give me suggestions after listening. ]
He couldn't help laughing, and silently read the seven words sent by the little ice cube.
How could this person be so tough, he could even imagine Fang Juexia's expression in these words.
Just about to reply, another message came from the other end.
[It’s nothing but pretty: don’t take pictures of me anymore. ]
Pei Tingsong clicked and closed the book that could not be turned over, lay his head up on the bed, and opened the video that was sent in the dialog box again, watched it again, and replied with a smile.
[kaleido bae listens to song: [cactus expression]]
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