Fanservice Paradox

Chapter 31: Hotel party

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Fang Juexia froze in place.

He stared at Pei Tingsong, with a faint light dangling in his pupils.

The senses and thoughts were delayed at this moment, and the slow motion made him stagnate at the last sentence of Pei Tingsong, playing and echoing repeatedly.

Pei Tingsong woke up, and the words he blurted out made him feel incredible. How horribly obsessed is he that made the other party Juexia say that? It's faint.

He couldn't find his motivation for saying this.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Qiang ran over, panting with arms akimbo, and questioned the two.

Fang Juexia lowered her head for the first time and took a deep breath. Pei Tingsong explained, "He just got off the lifting platform and got his foot, and I helped him walk over."

"Is it all right?" Cheng Qiang asked him hurriedly, "Does it matter? There is a doctor in the backstage and I will show you."

Fang Juexia shook her head, "No need..."

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Qiang saw that his ears were red, and felt something was wrong. "Why did he fall suddenly? Did he catch a cold after taking pictures a few days ago, do you have a fever?" He stretched out his hand. , But Fang Juexia avoided, "It's really fine. No injuries, no colds."

After speaking, he walked towards the elevator in the underground hall, leaving Pei Tingsong and Cheng Qiang looking at each other.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qiang turned his head and glared at Pei Tingsong. "Did your kid bully Juexia again?"

Pei Tingsong died unjustly, but he couldn't explain it, "Why did I bully him, you are so wronged, be careful that I don't do it." He also ran away.

The underground hall was not very bright, he was still a little worried about Fang Juexia, pretending to be angry and chasing him.

"No, you guys..." Cheng Qiang, who was left behind, wiped away his sweat and kept talking, "I'll go, my job is not easy, and I offered six Buddhas in one breath."

Fang Juexia walked forward step by step. His steps from childhood to adulthood seem to have been measured, every step is very precise. People who have a ruler in their hearts don't have many chances to accept mistakes.

But at this moment, he felt that something was interfering with his emotions, causing his heart to start to shake and his steps to become flustered.

Yu Guang glanced at the tall and elongated shadow on the ground, getting closer and closer to himself.

He pressed the up button of the elevator and stared at the glowing number.

"Hey, are you okay?" His voice was close.

Fang Juexia didn't speak until he felt that Pei Tingsong was standing next to him. He didn't turn his eyes and looked straight ahead.

"As far as you know, there is no one else."

Pei Tingsong was in a trance. After reacting for a few seconds, he realized it. Fang Juexia was actually answering her first question of invalidation, which Pei Tingsong had never thought of.

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened. Fang Juexia walked in first, and when he raised his head face to face with Pei Tingsong, his eyes were still clear and open.

Pei Tingsong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, still a little skeptical, "Where is Ling Yi? And Brother Qiang, do they know?"

It's not that he doesn't believe Fang Juexia's words, it's just that he thinks it's impossible. Will he be the only one? how come

Jump forward every second, jumping into the abyss under the steel cable. Fang Juexia's eyes crossed his shoulder line to see Cheng Qiang, who was coming soon, with a calm and firm tone.

"only you."

Once a person is given a few qualifiers, the feeling becomes subtle.

Pei Tingsong held a secret in his hand.

Or maybe, he was held tightly in his hand by a beautiful secret.

The dazed Pei Tingsong dropped a hand on his shoulder, "Go in, what are you doing?" Cheng Qiang muttered to the huge stage elevator car, "Hurry up and change clothes and remove makeup. They should be almost the same."

Fang Juexia raised his eyes with his head half-down, Pei Tingsong's face was reflected on the mirror wall of the elevator, and he was also staring at him. He actually regretted that he answered his first invalid question so self-assertingly, but he wanted to do that right now.

Sure enough, under the catalysis of the tension, people will make unplanned actions.

He saw the red birthmark in the corner of his eye on the reflective mirror, and thought of Pei Tingsong's "last sentence" irresistibly.

The frequency of the heartbeat once again exceeded the normal range, Fang Juexia took a deep breath, trying to correct this deviation in physical signs.

Everyone has their own set of rules of behavior.

Fang Juexia’s rule is a two-way chain: according to a specific paradigm, avoid errors that may occur as much as possible, step by step toward the established goal; every time there is any error on this path, he will backtrack those who lead to the error. node. Just like finishing a math problem and the result is wrong, he will deduct it step by step until he finds the key step where the problem occurred. This is his self-reflection mechanism.

The elevator stopped running. Fang Juexia looked up and saw another person in the mirror.

Since opening, every time he derives that key step, it has been Pei Tingsong.

He does whatever he wants, full of uncertainty, and every move is a trigger for mistakes.

"Let's go, go and pack up."

The next day they will participate in the event in Shanghai. The charity party will also be held in Shanghai. After the concert, they flew over with the senior group and stayed in a hotel in Shanghai. In the past, when staying in hotels, rooms were divided randomly, and the only principle was to separate Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia.

But this time, Cheng Qiang got his room card in the elevator of the hotel.

"Everyone is on the same floor, and your seniors are also here. Here, this belongs to Ziyan and Ling Yi." He handed the room card to He Ziyan, then turned his head and gave Jiang Miao another one, "Miao Miao and Lu Yuanyi between."

The last room card was naturally handed over to Fang Juexia.

"Take it, you and Xiao Pei."

Fang Juexia took the room card, although her face was the same as before, but she was a little flustered in her heart. After all, they have never lived in a room in the past two years. Adding to the episode that happened when he exited the concert, he didn't even say a word to Pei Tingsong on the plane.

But now they are going to spend the night in the same room together.

Several other teammates had already started to gag, Lu Yuan hit his shoulder and bumped Pei Tingsong, who was still listening to the song, and said, "Oh, what a happy day today."

Pei Tingsong took off his earphones and looked confused, "What?"

Ling Yi began to wave his hands, "I don't, I want to sleep with Xia!"

He Ziyan grabbed Ling Yi and slapped his hair, "Isn't Huo fragrant? Huh?"

Jiang Miao explained to the youngest who was still bewildered: "Brother Qiang said that you will sleep in the same room with Jue Xia tonight."

"What?!" Pei Tingsong looked shocked and stared at Cheng Qiang with a correct expression.

Cheng Qiang glanced at him, "What's the matter, you are still not happy, I think Xia is the most honest and quietest sleeping among you, it's cheaper for you. Listen to me, I have the final say."

The elevator door opened, and everyone shoved and clashed out, pushing Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia together. Pei Tingsong subconsciously supported him, and the two separated quickly.

"Extremely exhausted! I want to take a shower first!"

"No one will rob you."

"Brother Qiang, can I live in the presidential suite once when the company makes money?"

"The company has made money, of course, brother Qiang. I will live in the presidential suite first."

Everyone entered their rooms one by one, and only Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia were left. They were the most inner room in the corridor.

The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became quiet. The quiet air seemed to compress, squeezing the two of them together. Even their breaths would accidentally collide with each other, so they were both cautious.

Fang Juexia swiped the door open with his room card. The room was not big or small, with floor-to-ceiling windows and two large beds, no different from the many hotel rooms he had stayed in.

Logically speaking, there is no difference, but Fang Juexia started to sweat her palms, "Where do you want to sleep?"

"Anything." Pei Tingsong glanced at the location of the bathroom, and pushed the suitcase to the bed by the window, "I'll sleep here."

The place he set aside was also Fang Juexia's habit of sleeping, Fang Juexia said in a soft voice, and put her salute away.

"Do you want to wash first or..." / "Do you want to take a shower first?"

The two spoke tacitly at the same time, but they were silent at the same time.

Pei Tingsong has never encountered such an embarrassing moment. He is obviously not such a person. He should do whatever he wants, but now he really seems to be grasped by some handle.

It's so strange, the fact is obviously the other way around.

He scratched his hair, "You go first, let me find my clothes." After saying that, Pei Tingsong sat cross-legged on the carpet, and opened his suitcase with his back. Fang Juexia accepted his proposal and went in by himself, but when he started to wash, he realized that the bathroom was semi-transparent, with frosted glass on all sides, and people could be seen vaguely.

He finally knew why Pei Tingsong had turned his back to the bathroom before he even entered.

The temperature in the bathroom was too high, and the sultry steam made Fang Juexia dizzy. The splashing water came up from his head, he lowered his head and held the wall with his hands, his mind was full of the scene under the elevator platform. He tried not to think about it, but his brain seemed to have to fight him.

He said it was packing clothes, but Pei Tingsong didn't bring a few clothes. He turned his back to the bathroom, but the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the appearance of the small glass bathroom, reflecting in the bustling night of Shanghai, like a Pandora's box.

The door of the room suddenly opened, knocking loudly, and Pei heard Song yelled, "Who?"

"Little Pei, open the door!"

Hearing Ling Yi's voice, Pei Tingsong got up and hurried to the door, inevitably seeing a tall and thin figure, softened by the misted glass and the curling water vapor.

"What are you doing?" Pei Tingsong asked across the door.

He heard Lu Yuan's voice again, "If you have something, open the door."

How many are these coming? Pei Tingsong opened the door, and a few people rushed out, like a cub after putting out dog food. He immediately leaned against the door and stopped with his arm. "What?" After he said that, he saw Ling holding the phone in his hand. , Shoot at him, "Big Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm live broadcasting." After speaking, Ling Yi switched to the selfie mode, turned to put them all in the camera, "Xiao Pei, say hi to everyone!"

"Hey, it seems a bit stuck."

"The internet here is not good, it's stuck."

live streaming? ?

Fang Juexia was still taking a shower in it, and it was worth taking pictures of this bathroom when they came in.

Pei Tingsong was about to close the door without saying a word, He Ziyan and Lu Yuan grabbed his arm, "What's wrong with you sneaky."

"Who is sneaky!" He deliberately said loudly, hoping that Fang Juexia, who was inside, would hear a little bit, "I still want to sleep if you don't sleep in the middle of the night."

"There must be a ghost." Lu Yuan and He Ziyan were about to break in, and they all rushed up, Pei Tingsong still guarded, until a cold voice suddenly came out from behind.

"What are you doing?"

Pei Tingsong turned back abruptly.

Actually came out? !

"Cough." Pei Tingsong cleared his throat with a guilty conscience, and let go of his guarded arm, "It's nothing, they want to broadcast it."

"It's still stuck." Ling Yi couldn't stand the internet speed and simply closed the live broadcast room. "Oh, let's go in again now, it's weird Pei Xiaoliu."

Fang Juexia was still wearing a towel on his head. He changed into a comfortable and spacious pajamas. There was still warm water vapor on his body and his skin was red.

He Ziyan said, "Sansan asked us to go to his room to play, or not?"

Sansan is their brother, Shang Sirui, who is also the most popular artist in the previous star chart. After being on the show, his popularity has increased even more. When Fang Juexia was still a trainee, Shang Sirui often helped him. He was a very lively and optimistic person.

"Yeah." Fang Juexia nodded with a smile, wiped her hair, put the towel back in the bathroom, and followed everyone to Shang Sirui's room.

Shang Sirui's door was ajar, and he was alone. He ran out as soon as he heard the footsteps. He poked his head and looked out. When he saw his brothers, he immediately opened the door and said, "You are here." He deliberately pulled it. He touched Fang Juexia's arm, "I thought you weren't coming. It turned out to be taking a shower. Did you move so fast?"

"Well, I washed it as soon as I went back to the room." Fang Juexia naturally followed Shang Sirui in, with a smile on her face.

Probably Fang Juexia smiled so well, but Pei Tingsong who followed behind felt uncomfortable.

I did so much for him, hid secrets for him, blew rainbow farts to him, and embraced these puppies for him, he was good, and smiled at others.

There was a lot of food on the carpet behind Shang Sirui's bed. "I told you that it was all my brother I ordered secretly. Don't tell Brother Qiang, or he will say that I will ruin you."

Ling Yi screamed, "Ah, Maocai! I love Maocai!"

"There is even a pot of meat!" Lu Yuan was also excited, "Opening!"

"I know that Xia can't eat spicy food." Shang Sirui opened the other lunch boxes, "Look, I ordered a lot of dim sum, as well as the Japanese food that Miao Miao likes to eat, and the barbecue that Ziyan likes to eat. "

Fang Juexia smiled at him again, "Thank you."

Pei Tingsong's eyes stared at Fang Juexia, but didn't see the chopsticks Jiang Miao handed him, until Shang Sirui handed him a lunch box, "Little Pei? I ordered pizza for you. You should love it. food!"

"Ah, thank you brother." He took the pizza in a complicated mood, feeling a little guilty for the careful thought just now.

"You guys have worked so hard, practicing for so long for our concert." Shang Sirui divided the food for everyone, and ran to lock the door. "The other members would come here too, but they played the game properly. Huan, let’s eat first. They have been busy with concerts recently, and they have finally been able to play two."

Fang Juexia stuck the shrimp dumplings in his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw some pizza sauce hanging on Pei Tingsong's mouth.

Every time he stared at Pei Tingsong, the other party would look at him for the first time. Fang Juexia pointed her finger at the corner of her mouth, but Pei Tingsong didn't realize it, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

He reluctantly bowed his head and pulled a tissue, "You have sauce on your mouth."

"Oh, do you wipe it for your brother." Shang Sirui, who had locked the door, sat back next to Fang Juexia, pulled Fang Juexia's hand directly to Pei Tingsong's mouth by his arm, and wiped off the bit of sauce.

"That's right. Members must love each other, you know?" Shang Sirui pretended to be a big brother, and took out a bottle of wine from the bottom of the bed. "This is a bottle of Japanese food. Let's take a sip."

He Ziyan smiled and said, "It's really a drunkard, I'll just say something is missing."

"Don't drink too much," Jiang Miao said, "I will have a trip tomorrow during the day."

Lu Yuan: "It's okay, everyone's drinking is not bad, so it's okay. Besides, Xiao Pei is an adult."

"I'm an early adult," Pei Tingsong was busy naming himself, "I just had another birthday, and I am now twenty."

"It's twenty, that's amazing." Shang Sirui began to applaud after pouring the wine, "It's not the first one anymore."

Fang Juexia couldn't help but laugh, accidentally lost her mind, and naturally took the wine that Shang Sirui handed him, and drank it in one breath.

He seldom drinks alcohol. In the past, when he went out to dinner with everyone, there were often underage trainees, and he would avoid drinking, so he didn't know where he was drinking. Drinking this sip made him cough.

Jiang Miao handed him a tissue, "Slow down, choking, eat something and press it."

Lu Yuan grabbed his shoulders and said, "I think Xia is okay, he is worthy of being half a Shandong man."

Fang Juexia stuffed a custard bag in his mouth, trying to squeeze the acrid scent of the wine, and just stuffed his cheeks all over, when he looked up, he saw Pei Tingsong suffocating a smile. He finally knew why Pei Tingsong was right every time. I was laughing at something, if it weren't for his mouth, he would also like to say it.

Chewing the custard bag in his mouth laboriously, Fang Juexia quietly listened to everyone's small talk. Shang Sirui had a good amount of alcohol. He drank half of the bottle by himself without any problems.

Ling Yi thought of something, "Hey Sansan, are you going to record the show? When will the second season of Escape come out?"

Shang Sirui waved his hand, "Don't mention it, I said that I wanted to record it before. There was a girl in the last season, remember, she was married some time ago and now she is traveling abroad on a honeymoon, and it can't be recorded."

Jiang Miao nodded, "Ah, it's not easy to deal with without a person."

"More than one." Shang Sirui added, "The program group has been revised this time, and the number of people may increase. Inviting guests is not easy in itself. You also know the difficulty of this program." He coughed and whispered. "Don’t tell other people that there was a particularly popular traffic before. Their team contacted the program group. Of course, the program group did not refuse, but they made a request.”

After listening, Pei Tingsong guessed the following, "He is asking for a lower difficulty."

"Yes." Shang Sirui nodded again and again, "Moreover, he also asked to give him the script and the role of killer. The screenwriter disagreed with what he said, and said that if this is the case, he would not write the script, and the program team would naturally. I won’t lose the whole word of mouth for a guest, this matter will blow up."

Fang Juexia found it interesting in her heart. At first, I was forced to participate in an unsuitable reality show, and became a wall flower for cutting plums, and I was threatened by the deputy director. But this person did take the initiative to go to unsuitable programs, and also used popularity as a bargaining chip.

Everyone is doing things that are not suitable for them. The world seems to be staggered gears, and it will always go wrong if it barely runs to a certain point.

"Which traffic?" Lu Yuan's face was a standard expression of people eating melons, "Do we know each other?"

Shang Sirui could drink it well, and he didn't have so much scruples. In addition, they were close to each other, "Knowing. Not only knowing, but also a little bit grudge." After speaking, he looked at Fang Juexia.

Fang Juexia reacted immediately, not just him, but several other teammates also reacted.

Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia were not so familiar before, but just by looking at the changes in the expressions on everyone's faces, he could guess the approximate range. He had grievances with Fang Juexia, Bacheng was a member of Astar, and he was probably a member of Qi Yaoli, the combination he hadn't made his debut at that time.

The most popular in Qi Yao... Pei Tingsong thought for a while, is it the official pusher who often stands in the C position

By the time he returned to his senses, the others had already changed the subject, Fang Juexia's expression was complacent, as if he hadn't had any emotions because of the so-called "grudges" just now. Everyone started to play the drinking order, but they avoided Fang Juexia's best at every seven days, so that Fang Juexia kept losing, so he kept drinking, and he drank less and less until the end of the drink.

Pei Tingsong's eyes never left him much. Seeing him one cup after another, people seem to be okay, his face is not red and breathless, but he always finds something weird.

Fang Juexia bit open a quicksand bag, then turned her head, and suddenly smiled at Pei Tingsong.

Not a normal smile, but a silly and sweet smile.

There is definitely a problem.

Shang Sirui's phone vibrated suddenly. He picked it up and took a look, "Fuck, Brother Yang is going to come up to me."

Brother Yang is his agent. The few in Caledo immediately got up, "Well, then let's go back first."

"I am most afraid of Brother Yang when I go."

"Get your clothes soon!"

"Hurry up and put these away."

"Why did he come suddenly?" Shang Sirui hurriedly cleaned up the food on the ground. They were about to help but were stopped by Shang Sirui, "You guys go back a little while late and he said that I can do it by myself."

In this way, the friendly and harmonious supper of their brothers ended in such a sloppy end. Pei Tingsong watched Fang Juexia stand by the bed and stood up properly.

But as soon as I walked, I exposed my stuff, with my hands and feet.

Everyone fled in a panic, ignoring Fang Juexia, who behaved strangely. As a temporary roommate, Pei Tingsong had to shoulder this arduous task, holding him by the arm and leading him along the road.

Finally escaped back to his room, the alarm was temporarily lifted, Pei Tingsong breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door and inserted the room card, before turning on the light, he heard a bang.

"it hurts… "

Turning on the light, Fang Juexia crouched at his feet with his head buried in front of the wall, groaning pain.

Pei Tingsong wanted to pull him up, but this guy was like a little ostrich. Not only did he bury his head in, but he also hugged his knees under his head. The whole person almost made a closed ball.

"The amount of your alcohol is really ridiculous. Can you drink it without knowing it? You can drink it when you pass it to you." Pei Tingsong vomited, trying to pull the ball away and pull him up by his arm, but Fang Juexia was drunk. It's still too hard to get it out of life or death.

It's so funny, Pei Tingsong feels like a stupid rabbit in a nursery rhyme.

I came across a stubborn and squeamish white radish that couldn't be pulled out alive and well.