One-sixth of the dream.
Fang Juexia was not sure if Pei Tingsong was sincere at the moment, but when he heard that sentence, his heart was indeed trembling, and his fingertips numb. Obviously, they were still in harmony not long ago, but now, Fang Juexia has begun to indulge in the sense of belonging that he has drawn into the camp.
When did he become like this
So easily moved.
After listening to Pei Tingsong's merciless irony, Liang Ruo, who stood by, clenched his fists, like a knuckle in his throat. He had heard of Pei Tingsong's style for a long time, and even their agent said that they would not conflict with him, so Liang Ruo held back for the time being. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he only treated Pei Tingsong as if he didn't exist.
"Jexia," he turned his head, his eyes showed a slight hint of weakness, "If you have time, we..."
"Sorry." Fang Juexia interrupted him expressionlessly, decisively that there was no room for negotiation, "I don't have time, let alone you."
Liang Ruo couldn't believe it, he still couldn't accept that Fang Juexia would go on a strange road with him, even if they had to take a different path because of the past, but those memories were true.
"Actually, you really don't need to take it to heart." Fang Juexia's mouth curled up slightly, a smile full of grace but no emotion, "If you are anybody, at that point in time, I will stand up for him."
For Liang Ruo, this sentence is simply the greatest irony.
"I'm going back, I'm tired." Pei Tingsong took his shoulders and left, "Hey, you can't run so far without headphones to listen."
"It's too noisy inside."
"You won't ask if someone else brought it? The real axis."
"You have all learned to use the word axis."
Seeing the two leave, Liang Ruo held the sink, he took a deep breath, faced the mirror, and worked hard to manage his facial expressions.
The mirror seemed to have become a mirror in the practice room, and the indifferent person seemed to be standing next to him.
But everything has changed.
The two left the bathroom and walked to another corridor after turning. Fang Juexia tried to take Pei Tingsong's arm off.
"Hey, throw it away as you use it up." Pei Tingsong was very dissatisfied with his abandonment, "Sure enough, there is no heart."
"Shoulders..." Fang Juexia finished speaking in a low voice, and glanced at Pei Tingsong. "How long have you been listening outside?"
This look caused Pei Ting Songpin to express some different emotions, and it was no longer the cold and indifferent Fang Juexia. Pei Tingsong gave a long hum, "From the first sentence of Liang Ruo? Anyway, I followed him in." As he thought of Fang Juexia's performance just now, "Why didn't you just reject him directly? If it fails, it really leaves me room to play."
Fang Juexia lowered her head and smiled, "Do you think that I don't refuse, listening to him keep talking, it looks a little indecisive."
Not really, Pei Tingsong knew his personality, and looked calm and quiet, but he was actually quite good.
He shrugged, "I just think it's weird."
"I know Liang Ruo's personality better than you. He is a person with excessive self-awareness." Fang Juexia said plainly. "If I reject him decisively and interrupt him, it will only make him feel that I still care about the past. , He will feel very satisfied."
Pei Tingsong frowned, "What logic is this?"
Is it possible for Fang Juexia to hate him before he feels comfortable
Fang Juexia continued, "In fact, I don’t say anything, just because I don’t feel anything towards him, just like a stranger." He looked at Pei Tingsong with a simple tone, "Would you reject a stranger severely? ?"
Pei Tingsong sometimes feels that the person in front of him is terribly accurate. He will classify everyone into the category they should belong to. There is no gray area in Fang Juexia's heart, and she is always clear. If it doesn't make sense to him emotionally, she will automatically be classified as a stranger.
It seems that even disgust is a waste of energy.
"But," Pei Tingsong was still amazed, "he said those disgusting people there, don't you feel unbearable?"
Fang Juexia shook her head, "How can people who don't care at all talk about patience."
People who don't care don't care about anything. Fang Juexia is such a strange person, with a completely different logic from ordinary people. He can strip his emotions away, as long as he wants, he can walk out of the past as quickly as possible.
The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention.
Pei Tingsong unexpectedly captured something from his words.
He hurried to Jiaoxia above, walked in front of him, and turned around to block his way.
Fang Juexia looked up at him, not knowing why, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Pei Tingsong smiled at him with both hands in his pockets.
"Nervous." Fang Juexia bypassed him and prepared to go, but was blocked by Pei Tingsong, who moved to the right, and almost hit his shoulder.
"Pei Ting Song," Fang Juexia's tone changed, staring at him straight, "what are you going to do?"
Seeing the unobstructed impatience on his brother's face, Pei Tingsong was not angry at all, but a little smug, like a child, obediently giving in, "Don't do anything."
Inexplicably, Fang Juexia shook her head and walked in front alone. Pei Tingsong followed him step by step, with both hands in his pockets, smiling satisfied.
Patience seems to have become a measure of the depth of feelings.
Interesting.
Back to the meeting place to take a seat, Ling Yi couldn't help but vomit, "You two come back hand in hand even when you go to the toilet."
Fang Juexia looked at her hand, "Have you been holding hands?"
Lu Yuan simply ignored this fact and continued Ling Yi's words, "Don't tell me, remember when I was in high school, no girls in the class would rather not go to the bathroom with them. That's a good feeling. "
He Ziyan laughed, "Yuan'er, I will accompany you to the toilet later."
Everyone talked and laughed, and Fang Juexia quickly forgot what had happened before. His memory axis was pulled back before leaving his seat, retrieving the purpose of his initial actions.
Yeah, he just wanted to listen to a recording.
Fang Juexia found out the earphone Pei Tingsong gave him before and connected it to the mobile phone, but he only had one in his hand. Touching Pei Tingsong's arm, Fang Juexia asked him in a low voice for another one, but there were more and more people in the meeting place, and the voice of speech was suppressed. Qi Yao's table all got up, as if they were about to take the stage.
"What did you say?"
Fang Juexia was about to move forward, but Pei Tingsong also joined at this time, and the distance between the two of them suddenly doubled, and they almost ran into each other. Fang Juexia instinctively stepped back, blinked a few quickly, and then turned his head.
Others did not notice this episode, they were attracted by the stage that was about to open.
Pei Tingsong came over again and pressed it to his ear, "What did you just say."
"I..." Fang Juexia paused and recovered to calm down, "I want to ask you for another headset."
"Oh," Pei Tingsong nodded, "I only borrow one." Seeing Fang Juexia turned his head and glared at him, Pei Tingsong laughed, "I only borrowed one."
This person is really... Fang Juexia tried to control her emotions.
He really couldn't help Pei Ting Song.
"Click to listen." Pei Tingsong held his chin with his hand, "I'm afraid I would listen. The original file is in my phone. I can listen to it as many times as I want."
Fang Juexia really couldn't listen anymore, and she clicked on the recording, with her arm on the table, her forehead resting on her arm, and she was lying on her stomach to listen to the evidence that Pei Tingsong had preserved.
He doesn't think about anything now, just want to understand what happened last night.
Pei Tingsong also learned everything, lying on the table with him, staring down at the progress bar of the recording. The noisy hall was separated by a pair of earphones. They were like two high school students who secretly lie together during lunch break to listen to music. They share the same audio, but they hide different thoughts.
Fang Juexia covered his other ear with his hand, and the sound of the recording was turned to the fullest. Suddenly, he heard Pei Tingsong's voice.
[This is what you have to sleep with me. ]
His heart was lifted in an instant.
[Um! ]
[Then can I hold you? ]
Hearing her own voice in such a tone, and using it to respond to Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia really wanted to die. After only a few seconds of listening, he was already arrogantly trying to take off the headphones. But Pei Tingsong took a step faster and prevented the movement of his hands.
"There will be more later."
[Whatever you want. ]
Pei Tingsong in the recording sounded a bit less emboldened as usual, but he was indeed not wrong.
How could this be, how could this be...
When Fang Juexia heard her own voice, she couldn't help but pinch her thigh.
[I can't see you anymore. ]
It's so interesting, Pei Tingsong has never encountered such an interesting thing in his life. He suffocated his smile too hard, raised his head and propped his arm, his own divine prophecy was still in the headset.
[Fang Juexia, if you act like this, you will regret it when you wake up tomorrow. ]
[This works fine. ]
The sound of the quilt rubbing after turning over was extremely real, and it was so noisy in the venue that even conversations were so difficult. But their hearing seemed to be infinitely amplified, hugging, slapping their backs, sweet and greasy responses, and sing a mess of songs, all the details reappear in the sound, pulling Fang Juexia, who didn't want to believe, back to that drunk night.
He even recognized Pei Tingsong as a small abacus.
At this moment, Fang Juexia seriously considered the operability and the chance of success for biting her tongue and committing suicide.
When Fang Juexia, who was lying on the table, accidentally pinched her thigh, Jiang Miao worried, "It's okay, what's wrong with Jue Xia, is it uncomfortable?"
Pei Listening to Song suffocated a smile and explained for him, "It's okay, he's okay."
After speaking, he patted Fang Juexia's back once, "Yes, Brother Juexia."
Seeing Fang Juexia's red ears and neck, Pei Tingsong felt a sense of satisfaction that could not be added.
The progress bar moved to the end, ending with Fang Juexia's last sentence [Sleep, small abacus].
Fang Juexia felt that his self-esteem had never been damaged to such a degree. He took off his headphones, snapped a pat on Pei Tingsong's thigh, then sat up and took a deep breath.
He wants to cheer up, this is not him, it is him who drank alcohol.
Pei Tingsong sucked in pain, but still smiled and put away the earphones that his brother returned, and leaned over proudly and asked him, "I didn't lie to you."
Fang Juexia's face was so hot that her whole body was hot.
"Your face is too thin." Pei Tingsong stared at his red earlobe, a little lost, thinking of the cherry when the magazine was shot.
It breaks with a pinch.
The host appeared on the stage, and everyone began to applaud. The first show was the opening of Qi Yao, but Fang Juexia had no intention of watching it. He even forgot that there would be fans shooting the reaction at this time, and his mind was all about last night.
"You... Did you record anything else?"
Pei Tingsong spread his hands, "Just this one."
This is good news at least. Fang Juexia blushed and asked, "What happened later, I fell asleep?"
later.
Pei Tingsong's memory instantly pulled back to the eve of the tsunami, back to that soft assault.
That was too dangerous for him later, and when I think of it now, those butterflies are still struggling desperately.
"Yes." He replied stiffly, "You fell asleep, sleeping soundly, and you will know what happened later."
Hearing what he said, Fang Jue Xia heaved a sigh of relief.
It's ashamed to be ashamed. If it's just sleeping in a hug, it doesn't matter. They are all men, and they can't do anything out of the ordinary.
But the burning on his face didn't stop because of it, but spread like a prairie fire. Fang Juexia poured himself cup after cup of water, and poured it in in an attempt to calm the heat. But it seems that the results have been minimal, and he can't even concentrate on watching the show now.
The other members are watching Qi Yao's opening, Lu Yuan swayed to the rhythm on the surface, but he whispered, "Is the accompaniment sound too low?"
Ling Yi said, "The sound just broke..."
"This kind of non-professional dinner party, the acoustics are not very good." Jiang Miao took precautions, "it may be the same for us to go up. Let's prepare in advance."
They are all on the stage of discussion, but Pei Tingsong can't hear a word. The half-dead butterfly seems to enjoy this kind of rebirth and does not stop. He needs to get out of that unexpected kiss, to divert attention. Subconsciously clenching a fist, Pei Tingsong felt something.
"One more thing," he reached under the table with his right hand in front of Fang Juexia, "Do you know why I wear gloves today?"
Of course Fang Juexia didn't know. When doing styling, he was still wondering how the stylist's sister only wears leather gloves for Pei Tingsong and only one hand. He thought it was a new trend.
He glanced down at the glove, then shook his head at Pei Tingsong.
Pei Tingsong had an expression that I knew, and winked at him, with a tone of order, "Take it off."
Although Fang Juexia felt weird, his hand still grabbed his fingertips involuntarily and pulled off the white leather gloves.
Under the dim lights of the venue, he held Pei Tingsong's hand and lowered his head to get closer, wanting to see clearly. There is a clear tooth mark on the tiger's mouth on Pei Tingsong's right hand, one piece of blue and one purple, and the bitten skin has begun to scab.
"What a good thing you did." Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows.
"Me?" Fang Juexia couldn't believe it, let alone biting, he hadn't even fought a fight when he grew up so old.
But after listening to the recording just now, he dared to believe anything.
Pei Tingsong made an innocent expression, "Otherwise, who else? I regret not having the video now. You should really look at yourself when you are drunk."
Could it be he... Fang Juexia stared at this tooth mark, feeling guilty in her heart. He really didn't expect that his wine could be so bad.
"Does it hurt?" Fang Juexia raised his eyes to Pei Tingsong.
I don't know why, as soon as Fang Juexia's eyes met, Pei Tingsong couldn't help but think of Fang Juexia's skin temperature and shampoo fragrance that night.
"Nonsense." Pei Tingsong turned his head and pretended to go to the stage.
"Sorry." Fang Juexia apologized to him, "There is nothing to wrap up here either."
Pei Tingsong glanced at him quietly, "No, I'm not so squeamish." After he finished speaking, he added, "Help me put on my gloves."
Fang Juexia nodded, put his hands on her knees, and gently put on leather gloves for him. After wearing them, she squeezed the tips of her fingers to confirm that they were not empty.
"Okay." Fang Juexia was very satisfied with her results, raising her head and her eyes were full of smiles.
Pei Tingsong retracted his hand, clenched his fist and coughed in his mouth uncomfortably, "Then, then you can wrap me up when you go back."
Fang Juexia thought she had heard it wrong, her eyes widened, "Huh?"
"Well what, what if you bite me like this if you get infected?" Pei Tingsong was very awkward. "Wrap it for me after you go back. You will be responsible for what you bite."
Fang Juexia's eyes were still looking at him like that, bright, and he could see Pei Ting Song Xin Yi Ma. He had to hold on Fang Juexia's shoulders and forced him to face the stage.
"Watching the show, staring at me."
Qi Yao's performance ended with hard support from fans. The other shows went up in order. It didn't take long for Caledo. The six big boys hurriedly rushed to the backstage under the leadership of the staff, and when they passed a corner , A lady accidentally ran into Fang Juexia.
"Feel sorry."
Fang Juexia politely supported her, "Be careful."
The woman seemed to be about thirty years old, dressed up in good taste, apologized to them all the time, and took the initiative to make way for them.
He only felt familiar, but Fang Juexia didn't care about time. They played according to the instructions, and the sound was the same as before, and the sound of the accompaniment was very small. However, they have seen any kind of broken speakers in business performances before, and this is nothing.
Six people holding hand wheat, one fast song and one slow song, held the audience with their own strength. During the performance, they also exchanged parts impromptuly. Ling Yi and Fang Juexia exchanged, Fang Juexia easily went up three high notes, He Ziyan and Pei Tingsong exchanged rap parts, Lu Yuan and Jiang Miao exchanged dance moves.
Enjoying performance is an idol’s instinct. In the time that no one knew, Caledo took every hard-won stage so seriously, even if the people in the audience did not know or care, they tried their best to release their enthusiasm.
They like to call out the names of their teammates on the stage and hand over their part to each other with confidence.
This kind of ease is not a pure talent, but the tacit understanding and ability accumulated by the countless quiet nights spent by six boys in a small practice room. Sweating, hurting, falling, standing up, singing three or two lines of lyrics repeatedly, fantasizing about fans and the stage that don’t exist yet. These boring and exhausting days they endured together, and then grabbed each other’s hands and fumbled. Unknown way forward.
So at this moment, Fang Juexia on the stage looked at the teammates around him and thought of the words Pei Tingsong said.
[With one-sixth of his last dream realized my name is written. ]
He likes this sixth.
"thank you all."
He likes the satisfaction of holding hands with them and bowing together.
In the dark room, it turned out that he was not alone in groping. What he fumbled was not a corner of the cold furniture, but a hand.
The other five had warm hands.
The audience below almost forgot that this was a charity dinner performance, and thought they had listened to a concert. It wasn't until Kaleido finished the performance that everyone began to applaud with hindsight. The host came to the stage to chat with them, only then did they know that the company had donated 300,000 yuan in the name of Kaleido. Seeing the accident that flashed across Jiang Miao's face, Fang Juexia knew that Brother Qiang didn't tell them.
But what made them even more surprising was that Domino raised and donated 200,000 yuan in just three days after learning that they would attend this dinner. This was the first time they participated in such an event after they became popular. Fans don’t I stopped reposting Weibo, calling for donations, and wanted to use my little strength to give the six boys confidence.
"Then we invite one of the person in charge of this charity fund, Ms. Jiang Yin, to come to the stage and present a commemorative golden ring to Kaleido and thank Kaleido for his contributions to the majority of children with autism."
A lady in an evening dress came from the backstage, picked up the small golden ring from the red velvet cushion of the lady of etiquette, paced over and handed it to the team Changjiang Miao.
Fang Juexia looked at her and realized that she was the woman who just accidentally ran into her.
Jiang Yin...
At the end of their session, Kaleido stepped down under the instructions of the staff. When Fang Juexia left the backstage channel, he heard the voice of the host on the stage, as if he was talking to this woman named Jiang Yin, and he seemed to mention the escape from birth.
Cheng Qiang hugged them one by one in the background, "You are awesome, you performed very well, you are worthy of my little boys. Walk and eat, and finally you can watch the performance with confidence."
"Brother Qiang." Fang Juexia asked, "Ms. Jiang who gave us the award?"
"Ah, she is very good." Cheng Qiang said, "You remember that you took the Berlin actor's Zhou Ziheng some time ago, hey, it's Xiao Pei alumnus, and Jiang Yin is his agent."
"It's not just that." They left the backstage, preparing to enter the auditorium from the hallway outside the venue. "She is still a filmmaker who escaped from birth. Why, did she talk to you in private?"
Fang Juexia shook her head, "That's not true."
"Hey, I thought she would look for you on the show." Cheng Qiang laughed, "I still don't draw cakes." He drove the six people back to the seat like a duck, watching Pei Tingsong help all the way. Looking at Fang Juexia, I felt very pleased.
This time the business plan not only changed the popularity, but also seemed to have brought the little wolf cub into formality.
The show continued one by one. Several of Kaleido's people watched with gusto. Fans can be seen from He Ziyan's position. They also interacted with Sister Zhan for a while. Anyway, they don't have to be on stage anymore, and their mentality is not stable. Qi Yao was the most popular group in the audience, and every move caused screams. The organizers also specially put their awards section to the end.
The Qiyao Group donated 500,000 yuan, and the fans donated 500,000 yuan in their name. The host ended the interview and invited the editor-in-chief of the hosting magazine to present them with a donated commemorative golden ring.
"Then Qi Yao, do you have anything to say?" The host passed the microphone, and Liang Ruo, who was standing at the center of the group, took the microphone and looked at the guests below.
"First of all, thank the organizer for giving us the opportunity to participate in this event. This time the charity theme is to help children with autism and improve their living environment and growth environment. I think it is very meaningful. In fact, when I was a teenager, I'm not very talkative, and socializing is also a big obstacle for me, but I was lucky to be helped by good friends at that time... "Speaking of which, Liang Ruo looked at Fang Juexia's position.
here we go again.
Pei Tingsong tried his best to manage expressions that he had never done before, holding back the tenth level mocking expression that was ready to come out, but he stretched out both hands, held Fang Juexia's shoulders, and turned him towards him.
Fang Juexia looked inexplicable, only to see Pei Tingsong pick up a marshmallow from the table and put it into his mouth.
"If you don't eat it, Ling Yi will steal it and eat it."
Ling Yi was chewing food secretly in a small amount, when he was suddenly cue, his shoulders shook.
Unexpectedly, he was squeezed with a mouthful of candy, Fang Jue Xia had four words written inexplicably in her eyes. Pei Tingsong himself ate a piece of marshmallow, and then put his right hand in front of Fang Juexia.
Fang Juexia looked up at him, but didn't speak, just looked at him.
"Hands hurt." Pei Tingsong said to him with lips.
Fang Juexia's cheeks were bulging, and she nodded to him, indicating that she understood.
Then he stretched out his index finger and poked Pei Tingsong's mouth blankly. Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong flicked like a small grasshopper and glared at Fang Juexia with an expression of disbelief.
After eating the marshmallows, Fang Juexia also said with her lips, "Oh, I thought you didn't hurt anymore."
After speaking he pointed to his ear.
"Hearing is not good."
The author has something to say: Auditory Theatre—
When Kaleido was attending the ceremony, what was the situation on the Weibo homepage of Hearing CP fans
@听觉盛宴Official Weibo: Ah, Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong are sitting together! Two people bite their ears! [Picture 1] [Picture 2]... [Picture 9]
Fifteen thousand forwards, six thousand comments, all groundhogs.
Fifteen minutes later:
@春日狱雪CP站: Ah, grapevine and brother came back from the bathroom together, what did the two of you do quietly, Mimi stayed for so long! As soon as I came back, I would lie down on the table and listen to the song. Grapevine, the wolf cub, still patted my brother on the back. Why are you so good at it! Are you high school students here to fall in love at public expense! [Picture 1] [Picture 2]...
Fans reposted 20,000, commented 10,000, all groundhogs.
Thirty minutes later:
@邪教退散 I only do hearing: The scenery line is actually a large and beautiful doll of the vine. Some children pull their brother over and pull it over, and their eyes cannot be separated from the brother. The flash of my SLR can't flash with you! [video]
Fans retweeted 25 thousand and commented 18 thousand
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finally:
@听觉绝配: I can't stand this little couple anymore, everyone else is watching the show seriously (01 is eating seriously). Criticize both of you by name! After playing with hands for more than ten minutes, a leather glove was taken off and put on, and he pinched his fingers and poke the back of his hands. I really have had enough of love. (Sisters who can interpret lip language may see surprises) [Video]
Fans reposted 28,000 and commented 20,000. This time it is not all groundhogs.
[Oh, pts is over-opened! (Sisters, I can’t hold back...)]
[Too fake, too fake, this is the legendary industrial sweetener (who will help me press the door!)]
[Don't ask, ask is the same thing! ]
A certain ceremony made the Weibo auditory girl carnival night.