Pei Tingsong quickly got up from Fang Juexia, and he heard a ding sound, the sound of the door opening.
"Fuck, why do they have a room card?" Pei Tingsong pushed Fang Juexia too late, so he ran to Fang Juexia's bed quickly.
Fang Jue Xia stared at the ceiling blankly, still maintaining the previous posture, until Ling Yi came in with a camera.
"Surprise!" Ling jumped in, "It's time to announce who is the King of Lazy Sleep..."
This is different from what he imagined.
I thought that Pei Tingsong must be the one who slumped his head and slumbered, but I didn’t expect this little bully to sit on the bed neatly, with a pillow on his stomach, his face full of business smirks, and his hands folded on it. , It looks like a fake version of "Mona Lisa's Smile".
"Morning."
Pei Tingsong's pure American English gave Ling Yi the illusion that he was in the wrong crew. It's so strange, according to the usual virtue of Pei Tingsong, he should have been blasted out by the two pillows by this time, so everyone should say good morning to him in such a beautiful way.
On the contrary, Fang Juexia, after he came in, wrapped herself in a quilt, and rolled from one end of the bed to the other like a jade.
No, why is the atmosphere so weird...
Ling Yi was a clever ghost, and soon discovered something was wrong. He wondered if the two of them had just quarreled, but what could be arguing this early in the morning
He cleared his throat, picked up the collar of his pajamas and pretended to be a walkie-talkie, "No. 01 No. 01, the raid mission is completed, no lazy egg is caught, and ready to go to the next room! Over!"
"Wait," Pei Tingsong's chin raised, "Where did you get our room card?"
Ling had an expression waiting for you to ask, sat down on the bed, took out three cards like a gambling king, and shook his eyebrows, "Brother Qiang gave it to me."
What's this all about
Almost caught in bed.
Pei Tingsong rolled his eyes, "Get up, I have to sleep a little longer."
"Don't eat breakfast?" Ling Yi tried to pull his pillow away, which turned his face too quickly, "Pei Xiaoliu, let's have breakfast."
Ling Yi’s only shame-covering pillow was about to be opened. Of course, Pei Tingsong didn’t do it. “I’m not hungry, go by yourself, I’m sleepy to death.” After saying that, he lifted the quilt on himself, and slumbered his head. "Remember to close the door for me!"
It's weird.
With the camera behind, Ling Yi couldn't say anything, for fear that he would delve into it in case he stabbed something big. As a human spirit, he would never allow such things to happen to him.
"Okay, anyway, I have completed the raid shot~ the target is reached!" Ling Yi got up from the bed and unexpectedly found that after Pei Tingsong opened the quilt, he revealed the T-shirt Fang Juexia wore when he was drinking last night.
No, why did you think Xia's clothes appeared on Xiao Pei's bed
Just when Ling Baibai was puzzled, his eyes comparable to Levinhoek caught a stranger point.
Pei Tingsong’s cell phone was on Fang Juexia’s pillow! The purple phone case of the show bag is definitely his right!
Grass, did he discover some amazing secret.
With complex emotions of excitement, ecstasy, and fear, Ling Yi quickly drove out the unidentified cameraman, and obediently brought the door to the room, "Then you don't have to sleep."
His little heart thumped and thumped, thinking about immediately sending the shocking secrets he observed to the four crowds immediately after the filming, and taking the brothers to a good meal, full of food!
When Ling Yi’s loud voice and footsteps drifted away and it was certain that there was no possibility of turning back, Pei Tingsong lifted the quilt, got off Fang Juexia’s bed, and took the T-shirt that emerged by the way. Throw it in front of Fang Juexia, who turned her back.
Fang Juexia was obviously still choking up, stuffing herself under the quilt without sticking out. Pei Tingsong sat down by the bed, feeling that he had returned to the awkward situation he had been in last night, and he couldn't pull it off no matter what.
"Hey, Fang Juexia, don't you really remember what happened last night?" Pei Tingsong couldn't believe it. He didn't know that they thought they were playing a TV series here. "You really don't remember anymore? "
Fang Juexia snapped off the quilt at the beginning, staring at Pei Tingsong without saying a word, and his voice returned to his daily indifference, completely gone the way he was cute and headless last night, "Don't you want to lie to me ."
"I lied to you?" Pei laughed backwards, with a face like an abandoned woman, "Do you know what you did to me last night? Who is humming and chirps never stopped, even if the coaxing is not good, you have to hold them. Go to bed. Before you fell asleep, I didn’t take a break for a second, you know? Now that you turn your face and don’t recognize people, Fang Juexia, you really have no intentions."
Fang Juexia squinted her eyes wrapped in the quilt, doubting every word Pei Tingsong said, "Impossible."
"Okay, I have to make it bigger." Pei Tingsong's lungs hurt. "Do you know what slaps are? I'll let you taste the taste of slaps today." After that, Pei Tingsong picked up and pressed down. The phone on the corner of the pillow found yesterday's recording file, and I rode a copy of my legs on this Fang Juexia brand Yuzi Shao.
"I'm such a genius, I knew you would turn your face and deny it, so..."
With a beep.
The door opened again.
"I'll go in first!"
"Hush!"
"What squeezed my slippers off!"
Pei Tingsong, who was holding the mobile phone, rode on Fang Juexia, and looked back at the remaining four members with a bewildered face.
"That..." Ling held slippers in one hand, with a guilty smile on his face, "Everyone is here to care about you, afraid, afraid of you fighting..."
Pei Tingsong smiled soullessly, "Fight, fight in bed?"
After speaking, he stepped down from Fang Juexia and faced these melon-eaters who had broken in, "Satisfied with what you saw?"
"Tsk, the timing is not good." He Ziyan touched his chin, "We should come in later."
Lu Yuan snapped his fingers, "Will it be over later?"
Jiang Miao coughed twice as a warning.
Ling Yi: "Not so fast, right?"
The two pillows hit the four people.
"Bill." Pei Tingsong rolled his eyes straight, "Why do I have this group of teammates? It's too hard for me." After speaking, he got off the bed and walked to the bathroom with his mobile phone.
Ling Yi obediently ran to Fang Juexia's place, "Are you okay, Juexia? Actually... the captain is here to give you the anti-alcohol medicine, and then we all followed."
"It's okay, but the head hurts a bit." Fang Juexia sat up, put on a T-shirt, and went down for breakfast with everyone after washing. Tuan Zong's photography also followed to film their buffet breakfast trip.
Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia had no chance to be alone along the way, and the two of them still sat far away. Several people were noisy, and Cheng Qiang walked away to do some styling after eating.
Probably because it knew that the charity dinner party was hot on this day, the magazine released the previous interview videos of Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia in the morning, intercepting a few questions. Soon, the entry of #听觉传说 Define# appeared in the hot search. This kind of question itself is topical, so it also caused a lot of heated discussion. The idols of these two men's groups were seen by the public for the first time for their qualities other than stage and exquisite appearance.
Many people have turned to fans, and they have even reversed many people's prejudice against the profession of idols. Of course, there are also many marketing accounts that claim that this is just an interview draft written in advance, and it is a consistent routine of this magazine. In short, the quarrel between positive speech and mindless black confrontation, the heat has risen at an unusual rate.
The two people in the center of the whirlpool are in the dressing room at the moment, listening to Cheng Qiang's nagging about the precautions for the dinner, and they are repeatedly turning around. They are the new sprouts in this circle, and everything is not stable yet. There are too many people staring at him, and a new flame will be ruthlessly crushed if they are not careful. This is the entertainment industry.
"Remember the last big group photo, you should ask the seniors, don't keep rushing forward, even if you block your face, it doesn't matter. It is not necessary to grab the C position. This kind of topic is better not."
Ling Yi nodded, "I know-the way-is."
Jiang Miao: "Don't worry, I will take them with you in a while."
Fang Juexia didn’t speak, nor did he listen to Cheng Qiang’s words too much. The headache was relieved by the medication, but he still couldn’t remember what happened last night, but vaguely felt that something happened, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to. Wake up early in the morning and hug together.
Is it possible that he really got drunk yesterday and did something to Pei Tingsong that he shouldn't do
But Pei Tingsong is taller and stronger than him. Even if he really wants to drink and have sex, the success rate is not high.
His mind is too messed up, there is no room to think about other things. This is very strange, he obviously has a job, why would he have been entangled in the night spent with Pei Tingsong, this is not like him.
[Do you know how good you were last night? ]
[Turns face after sleeping. ]
The last few words that Pei Tingsong said repeatedly reflected in his mind, how it was not right to hear it. Fang Juexia pressed the Jingming acupoint, closed her eyes and carefully searched for her memory.
"Today, I feel that Xia has blown up my hair." The stylist touched his hair, "I feel Xia's hairline looks good, and he looks more delicate when combed."
"Would you like to cover the birthmark?"
Fang Juexia wanted to talk casually, but he didn't expect Pei Tingsong to speak first, "Is there anything to cover, it's not a flaw."
He looked at himself in the mirror, and then glanced at Pei Tingsong, who had completed the shape and listened to the song with his head down.
"Then leave it alone." Fang Juexia smiled at the stylist sister.
The shapes of the six people are unified into white suits, with slightly different styles and details. Fang Juexia is a white dovetail, and Pei Tingsong is a three-piece suit with a waistcoat and a long suit. Time was tight, and they drove to the organizer immediately after finishing their makeup and styling.
The door opened and the captain went down first. They heard huge cheers from fans on both sides of the red carpet shouting their names.
Fang Juexia tidyed up her suit jacket, got out of the car, and Pei Tingsong walked behind him. They stepped onto the red carpet and walked to the organizer's signature board step by step. Six people stood side by side with smiles on their faces.
"Welcome, welcome to the popular boy group Kaleido!"
The voice of the fans almost surpassed the voice of the host. This red carpet seemed to be a long walk down, and Fang Juexia couldn't help but think of a certain music awards ceremony in the year they debuted. They arrived at the organizer’s red carpet early, but were stopped by the staff, waiting for other actors and singers. Even other groups that debuted in the same year advanced in. By the time the six Caledo people walked up, there were very few fans on both sides of the red carpet, and even the scalpers who filmed on behalf of them had gone clean.
They just debuted, they didn't even have a chance to introduce themselves, they just quickly wrote their names on a board packed with various signatures, and ended the self-esteem tour scribbled.
"This should be the first time Kaleido has come here to participate in the charity fashion festival," the voice of the fans was too loud, and the host smiled awkwardly, "Everyone is really too enthusiastic, let's say hello."
Jiang Miao said one, two, three, and the six raised their hands together, "Hello everyone, we are Kaleido!"
The male host smiled, "Is Kaleido's style today like Prince Charming?"
Jiang Miao dealt with the host’s answer handily. They received unprecedented attention. They were the first to enter the venue. They could sign their names on the blank signature board, and countless flashes flashed at them, shouting their names, just hope You can take a news photo.
After entering the venue, they received the guidance of the staff and entered the inner venue of the dinner. There was still a period of time before the start. They were informed of the specific round table seat number. A round table arranged six to seven people, and a Caledo group could be filled. .
The lighting in the venue was very dim, and all the light was concentrated on the stage. Fang Juexia subconsciously locked his eyes on Jiang Miao in front of him. The tables and chairs in the venue were densely arranged, and the aisles were narrow and curved.
Visibility was very low. He was careful and careful, but there was a chair pushed out diagonally in front of him, which was not on the same track as the others.
He can't see clearly.
As he stepped forward, Fang Juexia's waist was held by one hand, and he was dragged to deflect his trajectory a bit.
It happened to avoid that obstacle.
The mission was achieved, but the hand did not leave. The custom-made dovetail suit has a waistline cut out, and the slender fingers rest on it naturally, as if it was born to be like this.
Naturally, people will produce mood swings for unknown things.
But Fang Juexia knew who was behind him.
He still palpitates for the only one he knows.
A heart beats clearly in the gloomy vision, like a firefly that flickers and extinguishes, pushing him forward steadily.
"Found it." Jiang Miao checked the number of the table, "Sit down, everyone."
Everyone sat down and followed the positions one by one, Pei Tingsong next to Fang Juexia. The venue is not quiet, with staff coming and going, and entertainers taking their seats one after another.
Fang Juexia didn't look at him, but said softly, "You don't need to help me."
He felt a little indifferent to this tone, but Fang Juexia could only say that. He told Pei Tingsong his secret because he had already revealed his secrets, so he had no choice but to do so. But he had never expected to receive Pei Tingsong's "a lot of care" because of this defect. This was what he hated the most.
He is not inferior, and he has never felt unconfident because of this on any day.
It's normal, just like everyone else.
So he does not need to treat it differently.
Pei Tingsong smiled, picked up the goblet placed on the table, poured some soda water and placed it in front of Fang Juexia. By approaching briefly, "I didn't help you, I'm helping myself."
"I know you are strong and don't need me." His profile was illuminated by the brilliant lights on the stage. "But I need a business partner."
"So I beg you," he looked at Fang Juexia with a smile on his mouth, "leave me a little room to play."
Fang Juexia looked away.
His heart beats more chaotically, as if a hand reached into his chest and forcibly moved the second hand of the small clock hidden inside, so it began to collapse and began to fail.
Fang Juexia drank the water in front of her, maintaining her apparent composure.
When I looked up again, I passed by a group of entertainers, wearing complete black suits, all familiar people.
"Qiyao actually sits next door." Ling said in a low voice.
Hearing the sound of the song, Pei looked over with his chin in his hand, and saw one of the guys with dyed flax hair, as if raising his hand to their side, waving hard, with a social smile on his face.
Liang Ruo. Pei Tingsong said this rather boring name in his heart.
He was waving at Fang Juexia.
Pei Tingsong turned his head and looked at Fang Juexia, only to see that he was still that calm, smiling and nodding to the enthusiastic guy.
This is a very courteous gesture, Pei hears Song clearly. Not only is he clear, he also knows that Fang Jue Xia Yuan is not such a person, he will be excited, will be irritated, will shine because of chatting dreams, and will want to rely on other people.
This is Fang Juexia who these people don't know.
But he changed his mind. He had known Fang Juexia for only two years, and even less than a month of true friendship. What does he know
He lowered his head and took out his phone and edited the message.
Before long, Fang Juexia's phone vibrated, and he was a little strange.
[kaleido Bae Ting Song: Don’t you want to know what happened last night? Listen to yourself. ]
[Kaleido Bae Ting Song: Sharing the recording]
This is the evidence he keeps saying to himself
Did not take the earphones.
Fang Juexia thought for a while, took off her coat and stood up from her seat, and confessed to the captain, "Brother Miao, I'll go to the bathroom."
"Well, let's go." Jiang Miao added another sentence, "It seems to go out through that door."
Fang Juexia nodded, and left without looking at Pei Tingsong.
Pei Tingsong was naturally unhappy, why did he go to the bathroom as soon as he sent him a message. But he couldn't keep up directly, so he poured himself a glass of water into it.
"Unexpectedly, we could also sit with Qi Yao." Ling Yi laughed at himself.
Jiang Miao signaled to him not to continue, Ling Yi lowered his head, and nothing happened.
It's not the first time they have something to do with Qi Yao. At the year-end awards of the year of debut, Kaleido originally won the opportunity to perform very early, but on the last day, they were temporarily notified that the list of programs had changed and their performances had to be cancelled.
There was no chance to perform, but they still had to go. The six big boys sitting in the audience watched the audience and saw that their three-minute singing and dancing were compressed to nothing, and it became Qi Yao’s 13-minute suite. .
They know that there is no way, whoever has the right to speak.
It was also in that scene that Pei Tingsong felt frustrated for the first time. He understands what his father said to him at the beginning, "Your world is too ideal. You should take a look at what is the life of an ordinary person and what is insignificant."
There were more and more celebrities in the venue, but Liang Ruo of Qiyao Table stood up and walked out to the door where Fang Juexia had walked before.
"I just feel uncomfortable. Why can Liang Ruo smile at Juexia hippie like nothing has happened." Ling Yi was silent for not long, but still couldn't help it. Although he said quietly, Pei Tingsong I still heard it.
"What did he do?" Pei Tingsong asked.
Lu Yuan turned the cup, "Liang Ruo's aptitude is definitely not in the upper circle of As trainees. He was able to make his debut but Jue Xia was driven away. He still made his debut with an official status. There are always problems in this."
"What's particularly interesting is that," He Ziyan leaned on the back of the chair, observing the reactions of the others in the Qiyao group after Liang Ruo left. "The relationship between their groups doesn't seem to be very good."
Ling Yi thought of something, "By the way, I remember when we were about to debut, this Liang Ruo also came to Jue Xia. He was in the company parking lot at the time. I saw it when I picked up the takeaway."
Pei Tingsong frowned, "What happened?"
Ling Yi shook his head, "I don't know. I can't see Juoxia's expression either, but he didn't go back to the dormitory that night and slept in the practice room."
"Don't guess, it may be friends." Jiang Miao poured water on them one by one. "There are still some pictures of them in their trainee period, looking at the photos... The relationship is pretty good, and we laughed very happily. We didn't know about these things. Stop discussing it, especially by setting."
When the captain spoke, the others couldn't say anything, everyone had to look at the stage silently, waiting for the first show.
The bathroom at this venue was not easy to find. Fang Juexia found out after searching for a while that it was luxurious and hidden. He walked to the sink and took out his mobile phone and adjusted the volume to a minimum.
It was ridiculous, so ridiculous that Fang Juexia laughed out of her own mobile phone.
He would actually send him a recording because of Pei Tingsong, and the elder stayed away from the meeting place to find a quiet place to listen to it.
The finger was about to open, when another person suddenly appeared at the door.
"Jexia?"
Fang Juexia raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw Liang Ruo who walked in.
"Great, you are really here. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you when I come out." Liang Ruo smiled at him affectionately, "It's not easy for us to meet one another, how are you doing recently."
Fang Juexia held the phone, her tone calm, "Very good."
"I saw your interview on the hot search in the morning, it's amazing. You are the same as you were before, and nothing has changed." Liang Ruo walked closer, "Is it very busy, you know? I will send it to you. There’s a lot of news. When you celebrate your birthday, I will send you a WeChat message. I want to come out to have a meal with you to celebrate, but you haven’t responded."
Fang Juexia smiled. He remembered that Qi Yao was holding a concert in Japan on his birthday.
But he didn't expose, "Really, thank you, I haven't used social software for a long time, and I can't receive these news."
"That's it." Liang Ruo smiled brightly, reaching out to hug, but Fang Juexia avoided him.
This action seemed to hurt him very much, and the expression on his face was lost all at once, but Fang Juexia looked calm, and he raised his foot to leave.
"Do we have to be like this?"
Liang Ruo's words stopped him.
"We are obviously very good friends. Am I the one who used to practice with you day and night?" Liang Ruo raised his head and looked at Fang Juexia, his eyes full of grievances, "I was very grateful for what happened back then, isn't it? Because we are friends, are you willing to come forward? Why ignore me now."
"Are you actually lying, right? You are still blaming me at all."
Fang Juexia didn't speak, he was not good at dealing with such a scene, which made him feel tired and a little breathless.
He didn't want to recall his past experience. He spent a long time convincing himself that there was nothing wrong with what he did, there was nothing wrong with standing up, and there was nothing wrong with insisting on himself.
"Jexia, the past..."
咚咚—
The sudden knock on the door interrupted Liang Ruo's argument. Fang Juexia raised her head and saw Pei Tingsong leaning against the door frame with a cynical smile on her face.
"Am I disturbing you?"
Liang Ruo turned to look at him, "I'm sorry, we have something wrong now..."
"Great." Pei Tingsong did not listen to him to finish, and walked in with one hand in his pocket, "I just want to disturb you."
Liang Ruo suddenly suffocated.
"Fang Juexia." Pei Tingsong walked to him, stood still, tilted his head, "Why don't you return to my WeChat?"
Fang Juexia was stunned.
He was going back...
Pei Tingsong grabbed his shoulders, "I thought you were lost in the last bathroom. Did you hear what I sent you?"
"I haven't had time yet." Fang Juexia said honestly.
"You didn't bring headphones." Pei Tingsong put a wireless headset into his front pocket, "Go back and sit and listen. It's not tiring to stand."
Liang Ruo seemed to be unable to bear the ignorance of these two people. He made the last struggle, "Jexia, you..."
Pei Tingsong stopped and said in a bad tone, "Brother Qiang and the captain told me not to cause trouble when I go out. I promised to force me to commit a foul."
He turned around and looked at Liang Ruo condescendingly, his tone full of nasty, "Don't take yourself too seriously, or I will help you once. It is enough to be grateful for Dade in your heart."
Liang Ruo took a deep breath, "You...what qualifications do you have to comment on our past?"
"Because I am his teammate," Pei Tingsong grabbed Fang Juexia's shoulder with his hand. "With me and him day and night, one-sixth of the dream he finally realized will write my name."
Pei Tingsong sneered.
"What are you again?"
Liang Ruo glared at Pei Tingsong with those innocent eyes.
"Don't want to say?" Pei Tingsong made a thought statement, "Let me think about it for you... Former company trainee? An old friend who parted ways? Or the one who took his place as a debut?"
"We need fame and fortune, friendship, and moral kidnapping."
The smile on his face disappeared and he raised his eyebrows.
"Are you worthy?"
The author has something to say: Today is Pei, the evil boy, and the bully brother.