In the group photo after the event, Caledo has been hovering around the corner. The six boys kept bowing. The host and editor-in-chief kept asking them to go in the middle, but they always declined. Under Cheng Qiang's instructions, Fang Juexia, who was standing next to Pei Tingsong, shouldered the arduous task of reminding the little devil to bow. He keeps his hand on Pei Tingsong's back waist, pressing him down every time he bows.
The group photo is a time for the artists to fight for beauty. Everyone poses in various poses under the camera, but the six big boys in white suits are nothing new. They still stand upright in a tacit understanding of the group’s representative gestures, like The six little princes who fled collectively.
Coincidentally, the same is true for Senior Brother Group HighFive, which was also teased by netizens on Weibo that day-the combination of star maps is not to fight for automatic bordering.
After the event, they flew directly back to Beijing. Except for Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia, the other four members had their own variety shows to participate in. The company's plan is that when the new album is released, everyone will have a variety show on it, so that the exposure can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.
In the evening, the entries of #Kaleido白服#, #Kaleido 场#, #听觉CP# once again rushed into the hot search on Weibo, causing heated discussions. Some music veterans even edited Kaleido's performances and exaggerated them as a model of boy group live. Of course, many netizens also compared Qi Yao's performance with Caledo's, and the two fans tore a small wave, which is the first time they have faced each other. Qi Yao has a large fan base, and he slaughtered Kaleido's square when he came up. It attracted many passers-by to show affection and love for Kaleido, but the road turned into fans.
Having not returned to the dormitory for a week in a row, Fang Juexia almost forgot what it was like to sleep in bed. After washing hastily, he lay down on the bed and rolled up the quilt. At three o'clock in the morning, the moonlight crawled in along the balcony, and his vision was hazy. He couldn't help thinking of the night when he was alone with Pei Tingsong. Although he had no memory of drinking the fragments, there seemed to be some feeling in his heart.
Somehow, he suddenly thought of the fact that he had bit Pei Tingsong's hand through, so he was completely sleepy.
Fang Juexia is a person who can't stand things being shelved. After tumbling and struggling on the bed for a few minutes, he still got up. There was no one else in the house. He turned on the light without hesitation, went to the living room to get the medicine kit, and went to Pei Tingsong's bedroom lightly. He knocked on the door, no one responded, but the door opened with a creak.
Doesn't the door be closed for sleep
Fang Juexia hesitated, the bookshelf was blocking Pei Tingsong's bed, and there was no movement on the other end. With the idea of some people falling asleep more obediently, Fang Juexia still went in. He turned on the light on He Ziyan's side, walked through, and prepared to make a quick decision.
Sure enough, Pei Tingsong fell asleep. He was lying on his side with a book beside his face. He was probably half asleep after reading the book, and he didn't even turn off the bedside light. Coincidentally, his bitten right hand just stretched out, half-hanging on the edge of the bed, the bitten tiger's mouth was covered with gloves all night, and it was already inflamed and red.
If he doesn't deal with it, it may be more serious. He doesn't want to leave his tooth marks on someone's hands for a lifetime.
Fang Juexia walked around to the bed, sat down quietly, opened the medicine cabinet with his hands and feet, took out the cotton swab and dipped it with anti-inflammatory medicine, and made the movement to the lightest level, carefully tapping the wound with the cotton swab head.
Is it so deep? Fang Juexia looked at the wound he had bitten, and subconsciously pressed her tongue against her teeth.
The guilt in my heart suddenly increased exponentially.
The potion seemed to be a little irritating, Pei Tingsong manually moved, Fang Juexia immediately retreated, holding her small cotton swab tightly, and observing the enemy's reaction.
But fortunately, he didn't make much movement, just put his right hand to the side of his face. Fang Juexia moved, approached the bed, re-dipped some potion on his tiger's mouth, and gently wiped it away with a cotton swab.
Pei Tingsong's fingers moved again, Fang Juexia looked up alertly, only to see that he frowned, his mouth seemed to mutter something, as if it was still in English.
Before he could recognize it, that hand was already raised, groping for something, and then slapped it on the top of Fang Juoxia's hair and rubbed his hair.
"Stop, Lily." With his eyes closed, Pei Tingsong said a few words in a daze, mixed in Chinese and English, and softly spoken, "Good girl, good... Will you sleep together?"
Hearing this sentence, Fang Juexia's small cotton swab fell off all of a sudden.
He waited in a daze for Pei Tingsong to finish rubbing his hair, withdraw his hand and turn around, then quickly packed up his things and left the room like an escape.
Fang Juexia had a strange dream that night.
In the dream, Pei Tingsong announced that he actually had a fiancee named Lily. He was going to leave the team and return to the United States to get married. The speed was the same as when he was airborne, and he was caught off guard. They were invited to the wedding and sat in the worship seats of the church. But there seemed to be something wrong with the church door. When the priest announced that the bride was invited in, the door could not be opened. The bride smashed the door desperately outside.
Then, Fang Juexia, who was watching the play, woke up like this.
"Bang bang bang."
He opened his eyes, and the knock on the door continued.
Isn't it a dream
"Fang Juexia, are you awake?"
It's really not a dream. Fang Juexia rubbed his eyes in a daze, got out of bed and hurried to open the bedroom door. It turned out to be Pei Tingsong.
"What's wrong… "
Before he could finish speaking, Pei Tingsong dragged him to the entrance of the hallway and dialed the property, "I called downstairs for a long time, and said that your mobile phone was not available, so they called to the hallway monitoring side. Said oneself. Someone from your family is here."
Fang Juexia suddenly became sober and remembered today's date. The property puts on the phone, "Hello, Mr. Fang?"
"Hello, is my mother here?"
mother
Pei Tingsong was startled, and whispered beside him, "Does your mother want to come up?"
Fang Jue Xia gave a hum, and continued to communicate with the property until the other party confirmed that they were correct and put the person up. He quickly went back to wash, leaving Pei Tingsong alone in the hallway.
Pei Tingsong is a person who can't deal with family relations at all. In his childhood, apart from his grandfather, there were almost no other elders. I don’t see him a few times a year. Meetings are to blame his father, his mother who is intoxicated all over the world, and his elder sister who has lived like an excellent specimen since he was a child, forming his absurd and complicated family.
The doorbell rang, Pei Tingsong yelled to the bathroom, but Fang Juexia was still washing. He bit his head and walked over and opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a dignified lady, wearing a neat and elegant camel coat, holding a lot of things in her hand, and smiling when she saw him. Pei Tingsong was a little stunned at the moment, but he reacted quickly and bent over to pick up what was in Fang's mother's hand, "Auntie, I'll get it for you."
"Thank you~" Mother Fang smiled kindly, "You are Xiao Pei, you are so tall, really good, really a good boy." Mother Fang has been sighing since entering the door, Pei Tingsong has not heard much praise from other adults. Somewhat uncomfortable, "Thank you... Did you change your shoes? Then, what Fang Juexia is washing now."
"Sleep so late," Fang's mother changed the guest slippers and glanced at the clock. "Are you working late again. What about the other kids, are you here today?"
"No, he went to record the show."
After being used to being a teacher, Fang’s mother took a bite to a child, "Come on, Xiao Pei, give things to Auntie, and I will put them in the refrigerator."
"Then I will help you."
When Fang Juexia came out, she saw Pei Tingsong standing next to the island in the kitchen, handing things to her mother. The cooperation was very tacit.
"Auntie, what is this jar?"
"Ah, this is xo sauce, fried rice is delicious, have you eaten it?"
"No."
"It's okay, next time let Jue Xia stir fry for you, you must love it."
"Um!"
Fang Juexia stood aside, with the illusion that she was an outsider.
"Mom, sit and rest for a while, and I'll do it." Fang Juexia rolled up her sleeves and walked over. Just as she was about to help, Fang's mother immediately stopped him, "Sit down, I can do it with Xiao Pei."
Suddenly rejected by her own mother, Fang Juexia looked at Pei Tingsong, this guy turned his head and spit out his tongue at him, very proud.
alright.
Fang Juexia could only sit in front of the bar and watch the food science popularization program and food production program performed by the two people. From time to time, he inserted a sentence or two and was ignored by his own mother.
"Auntie, I have cut this green onion."
"Come here to Auntie." Mother Fang took Pei Tingsong's crookedly chopped green onions, smiling like a flower, "Cut it right, Xiao Pei is very talented."
Pei Tingsong laughed like a pupil praised by the teacher, Fang Juexia couldn't help laughing.
To Fang’s mother’s blessing, the two of them had a rare home-cooked meal. Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong sat on the side, and Fang’s mother sat opposite them, chopsticks after chopsticks to them, "Eat more, you work too hard. I think Xia eat more carrots, your eyes..." , Fang's mother paused again.
Fang Juexia spoke calmly, and put her mother's food into her mouth, "It's okay, he already knows."
Mother Fang was surprised, "Little Pei knows?!"
Pei Tingsong smiled embarrassedly, and was about to say it was an accident, but Fang Juexia took the lead.
"I told him." Fang Juexia finished adding vegetables to her mother, "eat more, how is grandpa?"
"It's still the same. Mom will go to the hospital to see him after eating for a while. He said he wanted to eat peach crisps last night, just because I just saw a Chinese dim sum shop outside the community."
"Peach butter is too oily, he can't eat more."
Listening to the two people talking about family affairs, Pei Tingsong was a bit unaccustomed, but more envied. His eyes kept changing on Fang Juexia and Fang's mother, watching the two get along, listening to every word they said. This kind of warm moment is too foreign to him.
Strange things seem to be so good forever.
"Little Pei eat more," Fang's mother saw him in a daze, so she gave him beef, "Did you not grow up abroad? You should love beef."
Pei Tingsong was a little surprised, "Auntie, how do you know?"
Fang Juexia turned her face and whispered to him, "She goes to watch our group's programs every day at home, and she also searches on the Internet..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his chopsticks were knocked by Fang's mother, and Fang Juexia immediately fell silent.
"Auntie, you are so cute." Pei Tingsong smiled and stuffed the beef into his mouth.
When she heard this, Fang's mother was also a little surprised. Pei Tingsong's growing environment allowed him to express his feelings straightforwardly, but Fang Juexia was not, so it was the first time she heard this type of compliment from a junior, and she was naturally happy.
"Little Pei, you are also cute. Auntie likes you very much." Her chopsticks kept picking up dishes, and she quickly piled Pei Tingsong's bowl into a hill. "Auntie brought a lot of delicious food this time and let her brother make it for you. ."
elder brother…
As soon as the word was spoken, Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong raised their heads at the same time, their expressions and movements were completely synchronized.
"Look at what I do," Fang's mother said to Fang Juexia, "You are three years older than Xiao Pei, you should have assumed the responsibility of your brother and take good care of your younger brother. Xiao Pei will follow you everywhere when he is not an adult , How hard it is. Many children haven't developed well at that age."
What else does he want to grow into... Fang Juexia twitched at the corner of her mouth.
"Auntie, I'm well-developed." Pei Tingsong's current expression is almost the fat chirp in the fluffy emoji, and he almost took off with his chest straight.
Mother Fang smiled at him, "Yes, you are taller than Juexia, he hasn't been as long in the past two years."
The height attack started again. Fang Juexia silently endured the malice from his mother.
"The older brother should look like an older brother and take the initiative to take care of his younger brother."
Fang Juexia was like a nodding machine without emotion, "I see."
Seeing him like this, Pei Tingsong was very happy. He thought that only big ice cubes could give birth to small ice cubes. He didn’t expect Fang Juexia’s mother to be so kind and talkative, and the most important thing is to always protect him. Pei Tingsong likes it so much. This gentle aunt is now. He was still a little bit reluctant to rush to the hospital after his mother had finished eating.
"Auntie will see you again next time, go in, it's cold outside."
"Goodbye, Auntie~"
"Goodbye, bye, tell brother if you have anything, let him help you."
Seeing Pei Tingsong standing at the door reluctantly watching her mother leave, Fang Juexia said with a hint of sarcasm, "Those who don't know think you are her son."
Pei Tingsong closed the door. He thought.
Fang Juexia walked over and took the slippers her mother had worn back into the shoe cabinet, turned around to leave, but was stopped by Pei Tingsong. He stretched out his hands on the edge of the cabinet and circled him inside.
"What's the matter?" Fang Juexia raised his eyes to look at Pei Tingsong, her expression calm, as if she had become accustomed to Pei Tingsong's pranks that started anytime and anywhere.
Pei Tingsong smiled, "It's nothing, just remembering that I just forgot to praise you with my aunt."
Fang Juexia frowned, her eyes puzzled.
As if knowing he would be like this a long time ago, Pei Tingsong raised his right hand, faced him with a tiger's mouth, and shook it.
The traces of the potion on it were almost invisible, and Fang Juexia didn't want to admit that she did it herself. Even if he did such a ridiculous thing last night, drugging someone who was asleep.
"What's wrong?"
Pei Tingsong had guessed that Fang Juexia would not admit it, so he took a used cotton swab from his pajamas pocket and turned it around, "I found it if I don't wear it less."
"Brother is taking good care of me, too." He smiled facelessly.
Sure enough, it was finally revealed, and he shouldn't have a fluke with Pei Tingsong's little slippery head.
Fang Juexia sighed in her heart. He was suddenly touched yesterday, causing him to drop the cotton swab on the ground without knowing it. He could hardly think of anyone else who would do this kind of stupid thing.
After thinking about it this way, he actually thought of it.
Cinderella.
Comparing with crystal shoes, this little cotton swab became more and more eye-catching. Fang Juexia reached out to grab it, and was put away by Pei Tingsong, "I picked it up and it’s mine. What do you snatch, admit that you came to me last night. Medicine is so difficult."
Pei Tingsong's eyes are full of smiles, "Actually, when you don't speak hard, you look like a good brother."
"Get out of the way." Fang Juexia was about to break his arm, but Pei Tingsong closed it tighter, "Why, didn't we both hug each other."
"Pei Ting Song..."
Hearing his sound like gnashing his teeth, Pei Tingsong's sense of accomplishment increased, "Would you like me to play the recording again? Use a home audio system."
Fang Juexia tried to calm her emotions, "You better not."
"Then you better beg me."
here we go again.
Sure enough, he shouldn't underestimate this demon king at all.
"If you do this again, I will tell others that you actually have..."
Halfway through the conversation, Fang Juexia's cell phone rang. He took a deep breath and took a look at it. It was Cheng Qiang.
"Hey?"
The tone on the other end is obviously happy, even a little excited, "Jexia? You come to the company now, is Xiao Pei?"
Fang Juexia glanced at Pei Tingsong, "He's there." After speaking, he switched to hands-free mode.
"Does he have class in the afternoon? Come over if there is no class."
"Okay, right now."
Pei Tingsong interjected, "What's the matter?"
"Good thing." Cheng Qiang realized that something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking. "You two are next to each other? What are you doing?"
The two people glanced at their current posture at the same time, Fang Juexia was about to push him, but Pei Tingsong caught his hand back, "Communication, flow, emotion, affection."
"Ah, good, good, then you guys come here quickly, I have something to do, I'll hang up first."
Hanging up the phone, Fang Juexia threw him away to change clothes, but Pei Tingsong hadn't forgotten the topic before, "What did you just say? What do you want to tell others?"
"You can do it yourself."
Seeing Fang Juexia drop such a sentence and return to the room, Pei Tingsong was inexplicable.
The two of them drove to the company, and Pei Tingsong had been struggling with what Fang Juexia had said along the way. He didn't understand why he suddenly had a handle in his hand, it shouldn't be. But Fang Juexia never paid attention to him, and didn't reply to him even after joining the company. This makes Pei Tingsong even more curious.
As soon as they arrived at the company, the two of them were called to a small conference room by Cheng Qiang. Pushing the door open, Fang Juexia saw the back of a familiar woman. Hearing the movement, the people inside looked back.
It's Jiang Yin.
"Hello, see you again." Jiang Yin stretched out her hand to signal, "Sit down and talk."
They sat opposite Jiang Yin. Jiang Yin took out two documents from his briefcase and pushed them in front of Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong, "They are all smart people. You should have guessed the purpose of my coming today."
Pei Tingsong glanced at the document, "I guess I can guess, but I don't dare to guess." After speaking, he struck Cheng Qiang and raised his eyebrows. After all, he still said yesterday that he should not draw cakes.
Jiang Yin laughed, and gently tapped on the table with her red nail polish hand, "Is there anything else you can't guess?"
Fang Juexia opened the document and found that both of them were contracts, the guest contract of "Escape from Birth".
Just like Jiang Yin said, he guessed it, and he had a hunch, but he didn't expect that the program group would come so quickly, let alone Jiang Yin would come in person.
"The purpose of my coming is to reassure you," Jiang Yin was straightforward. "Moreover, it is imperative to take you down." The assistant came in and brought her coffee. Jiang Yin said thank you in a low voice and took a sip. "You have been gaining momentum recently. I also paid special attention to the magazine sales in the morning. Congratulations, you have set a new record."
Fang Juexia didn't even know about it. They were still sleeping in the morning.
"The last record was created by an artist in my family. It is also a couple who escaped from their birth and went out." Jiang Yin hinted that the meaning was obvious, "I know that now there should be shows of innumerable large and small come to you. I invite you to stay here. There may be many reality shows that David saw, and the exposure is much higher than ours."
She crossed her hands. "However, there are differences between shows and shows. Some variety shows consume popularity in turn, while some shows tap your potential."
Cheng Qiang asked, "Are there any additional conditions for signing the contract?"
"Yeah..." Jiang Yin thought for a while, "If you want to have it, it means that Xia and Tingsong will go together. We want to have both."
Fang Juexia knew very well that this is a conscience variety show, and he has always liked it. Even if there are no fringe benefits to increase popularity, he is willing to participate.
But he also knows that Pei Tingsong has always wanted to participate in hip-hop shows. If he signs this and other music shows come up in the future, he may not have a schedule.
Cheng Qiang took the stubbornly, "Actually, they are both fans who escaped from birth. As I said in the interview, we are also looking forward to cooperating."
"Excuse me." Jiang Yin smiled, "but the smart kids in the circle, I want to receive my own show, you can also record with Si Rui, very good."
"I'm OK." Pei Tingsong didn't wait for them to continue to use their words, and signed the word without any muddle. "Signed."
Jiang Yin found it interesting, "Did you not take a closer look?"
Pei Tingsong shrugged, "You have come in person, can you still cheat me?"
Fang Juexia was a little surprised, and turned her face to look at Pei Tingsong. He didn't understand why this guy was so straightforward at this time. He obviously didn't want to take any programs before, and was passive and sabotaged all day long.
"Look at what I am doing." Pei Tingsong whispered, winking at him, "Sign it."
really weird. Fang Juexia took a deep breath. He still felt incredible. He also took the initiative to find his favorite program overnight, and all good things would come together. He knew that Cheng Qiang must have confirmed the contract many times in advance, so he just reviewed it and finalized it.
Jiang Yin is not as vigorous as the rumors, in fact, it seems that he is not much bigger than them, and he feels like a big sister.
"Okay." After accepting the contract, Jiang Yin sighed for a long time. "A big rock in my heart finally fell. You don't know how difficult it is for me to find a guest." She seemed to have suddenly changed herself, and started I complained to them, "All the people who came to us asked us to change the script. They said it was too difficult to go up and couldn't escape. Or they agreed to go on the show, but we asked them to give them the script and let them act accordingly. The role. Our little screenwriter disagrees to life and death. Our show is good for the screenwriter. Of course, the screenwriter is the most important in everything."
"Then how did you find us?" Fang Juexia was curious, "We are not very famous artists."
"Don't be humble, your popularity is very unusual now." Jiang Yin laughed, "Our little screenwriter saw the magazine interview. He thought you were very good, and he gave me a mouthful. As for me, he investigated. Let’s take a look at both of you. By the way, I also saw your cut for the math competition. It’s really amazing. I won a car of milk."
When I said this, everyone laughed, but Fang Juexia was embarrassed.
After confirming the recording time and basic requirements, Jiang Yin anxiously went back to the meeting and left in a hurry. As soon as the person left, Cheng Qiang revealed his original form. The agent's shelf that was put out before was gone, and he was overjoyed. He hugged Fang Juexia and hugged Pei Tingsong, "It's great, great, I didn't expect this flatbread to come by itself. Give us a bite. As expected of the kid I brought with you!"
"Brother Qiang!" Xiaowen opened the door, "The boss is looking for you."
"Now go." Cheng Qiang rubbed his hands happily and took away the contract. "The boss must know it too."
Only the two of them were left in the meeting room. Fang Juexia still didn't understand, "Why did you agree to the contract so soon?"
Pei Tingsong glanced at him, "Don't you want to go?"
"Me?" Fang Juexia was stunned.
Was it because of him
"Just go to the publicly funded room to escape." Pei Tingsong sat on the table and smiled, "It's also very interesting." As he said, he remembered the problem that had not been solved before, "Hey, right. , You just said at home, you want to tell them about me, what? Could it be that I talked in my sleep last night and told you what my secret was?"
Fang Juexia said, "You still remember it."
"Of course. You don't say I can't sleep tonight."
Fang Juexia's mouth raised slightly, "It's... the matter between you and Lily, don't worry, I'm just talking about it, I won't tell others."
"Lily?"
Fang Juexia finished speaking, raised her foot and prepared to go to the practice room, not caring about the weird expression on Pei Tingsong's face at all.
"You wait." Pei Tingsong, who was leaning on the table, grabbed his wrist and drew him back to him. "You can tell me what happened between me and Lily?"
The smile on his face was not meaningful, and his legs stretched out to surround Fang Juexia who was standing in front of him. The sudden shrinking distance compressed the air to make it sticky, and even the ending of a sentence became ambiguous.
"How did I tell you in my dream? Huh?"
His voice was deep and soft, and Fang Jue Xia pulled back to the early hours of last night in a flash. Pei Tingsong also used this tone to stop him, touch his head, and mistake him for Lily.
"You..." Fang Juexia shook her wrists away, "I didn't hear what you said, anyway..."
You let Lily sleep with you.
"What's the matter anyway?" Pei Tingsong's eyebrows were full of smiles, and he looked at the person in front of him, "I said so many inappropriate things, your neck is red."
Fang Juexia touched her neck uncomfortably, "You come here less."
Pei Tingsong squeezed a smile that could not be hidden, "What are you afraid of. You are almost four years older than my brother. I followed you when I was a minor."
These words were clearly instructions left by the mother, but when Pei Tingsong said them, they became extremely ambiguous. Fang Juexia's heartbeat was upset again, he didn't want to entangle him like this anymore, it was Pei Tingsong's private matter anyway, and it had nothing to do with him.
"Whatever you say."
Fang Juexia turned around and was about to leave when he heard the people behind him suddenly burst into laughter.
Is there something wrong with this person? Fang Juexia looked inexplicable, turned her head, and saw that Pei Tingsong, who was sitting on the table, was laughing so hard that he could hardly breathe as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Where are you having the problem?" Fang Juexia finally couldn't help it, and her tone became fierce.
Pei Tingsong smiled so badly that he was childish. He took a few deep breaths before holding back a smile, "I'm fine, it's because you have a problem."
Fang Juexia was angry, and was about to refute, but heard this nasty guy speak again.
"Lily is my dog." Pei Tingsong jumped off the table, with an endless smile on his face.
"Fool."
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