After seeing the hot search, Pei Tingsong's face instantly collapsed. He grabbed Fang Juexia's phone and clicked on the hot search, hahaha, which was full of screens, almost flew out to bash him in the face.
[@吃葡萄不吐葡萄皮: Hahahahahahahahaha (exchange) hahahahahaha]
[@快乐源泉卡莱多: It’s hard for the late brother, hahahaha, pts is really fragrant and afraid of ghosts, all the way is "Ah! Beep—beep—" hahaha]
[@小天使牌烤鸡翼: Hahahaha so scared to recite the name of the atheist hahahaha what magical instinctive reaction is this]
[@卡莱多 Did it explode today: The comparison video next door is more funny! The whole group only has 01 and the little devil is afraid of ghosts, jxgg is really too difficult]
[@我嗑的CP天下第一真: I watched it the first time and laughed, but when I watched it the second time, it was so sweet. I was afraid of this and I kept holding my brother's hand, unlike some people who went in I just sneered away hahaha]
[@Today is also studying hard: Why is this group so sand sculptures! The little brother in the hat is really polite, but bowing to the wall is intentional to scare ghosts x]
[@ Today is also deaf girl: ah ah ah, do you all watch the final trailer of this issue? Gao Neng, there are two people holding each other and jumping bungee jumping to see the clothes is our hearing! ! ! I want to stick to the next issue! ]
[@KKKaleido: What makes a subwoofer rapper sing its head? It is fear. ]
"No, is it so funny?" He looked at Fang Juexia with a face of incomprehension.
The little brother of the hair dyer laughed loudly, "It's funny hahaha, I laughed when I saw the pleats!"
"What to do?" Fang Juexia smiled back and took the phone back, "Your person is collapsed."
"You said it is too late to spend money to withdraw hot search?"
Fang Juexia looked at him and laughed again.
The team's general attacker collapsed too quickly, and Pei Tingsong was in a trance state. The hair stylist blew and trimmed his hair. The silver white effect was quite good, "Wow, suddenly it feels like a comic."
Fang Juexia looked at her, and she also found it attractive. Pei Tingsong used to have white skin and three-dimensional features, but now his silvery-white hair has a stronger sense of mixed blood, and he must be very eye-catching on stage.
The hair stylist dialed Pei Tingsong's forehead, "Your hair was very hard before, and I was worried just now whether your dyeing will turn into frizzy hair. It seems to be fine now."
Will my hair become a little softer after bleaching? Fang Juexia was curious and stretched out her hand and touched it for a while. Who knew that when Pei Tingsong found out, he thought that the little devil would reach out and pat his hand off. Fang Juexia subconsciously stopped and wanted to hide. As a result, he didn't have time and his wrist was grabbed by Pei Tingsong. He just held Fang Juexia's hand and placed it on his head.
Fang Juexia was stunned, and heard Pei Tingsong smile and say, "If you want to touch it, touch it well."
"Oh." Fang Juexia honestly stretched out her fingers and touched it twice. It was really soft and easy to touch.
Pei Tingsong asked, "Do I look good in this color?"
Fang Juexia nodded, retracted her hand, and also retracted her eyes, and answered seriously, "It looks good."
In order to cover up the new hair color, Pei Tingsong deliberately wore a baseball cap when he left, and put on a white hoodie hat, double protection. The two returned to the company by car and recorded songs with other members. One recording was all afternoon.
These days, apart from dancing, they are recording songs, and they almost live in the company. Fortunately, everyone's voice is in good condition today, and the recording effect is very good. In addition, the time for this return is sufficient, everything is in order, and there is no need to overwork. The company didn't want their voices to be too tired, so they asked them to go back to rest early.
Cheng Qiang sent them back to the dormitory. "The door lock of the previous dormitory was attacked. We suspect that it was because the group broadcasts in the previous episodes exposed the address here and attracted illegitimate fans. We are now investigating. Security. First, so the company removed the camera in the dormitory, and the group in the back may still be the main location."
"It's dismantled." Ling Yi was so happy, "I didn't dare to eat secretly before dismantling it! I'm afraid it might be photographed."
"You're still eating! I'm going to sing and I will report your weight every day." Cheng Qiang knocked his head, "You guys have a rest. There will be a live broadcast at 7 o'clock in a while, and it's on hot search now. You can’t waste traffic in vain.”
"good-"
Fang Juexia got up at six in the morning, and now she was too sleepy to open her eyes. She refused Ling Yi's invitation to watch a movie and went straight to bed. Pei Tingsong watched the cooking competition between Jiang Miao and Lu Yuan in the kitchen, followed by a slice of watermelon, and slipped to the sofa to ask Ling Yi, "Where is your roommate?"
"Fell asleep." Ling stared at the screen intently, "I'll fall asleep as soon as I come back. I'm tired."
"I gonna go see."
"Why do you see people sleeping, perverted." Ling glanced at him. "You white-haired little devil's head is sticking to our Jiaoxia every day. Don't think I don't know."
Pei Tingsong was like stepping on a dog's tail, "Who sticks to him every day?" He turned around to leave, stopped after two steps, and threw the finished watermelon peel in the trash can by the sofa. Then he said, "Unexplainable."
Pei Tingsong returned to his room and closed the door with a snap.
"So angry, who provoke you?" He Ziyan swept the floor with a mini broom like a community master.
"No." Pei Tingsong pretended that nothing happened, walked back to the desk and opened a book casually. He Ziyan helped him and swept it, "Pei Xiaoliu, I will sweep away the paper ball in your corner."
"Oh." Pei Tingsong just finished speaking, and reacted like an electric shock, rescuing the ball of paper that was forgotten in the corner by He Ziyan from under He Ziyan's broom, "I still want this."
"What's so nervous?" He Ziyan smelled the gossip, "Show me? Isn't it a little yellow poem you wrote?"
"No, it's the lyrics..." Pei Tingsong felt guilty. If He Ziyan saw this passage of lyrics, it would have been misunderstood.
But He Ziyan refused to give up, put the broom in his hand beside the bed, "Lyrics? Is there any lyrics that I can't let me see?"
"It's..." Pei Ting Songzheng didn't know what to say, the door was suddenly opened, and Lu Yuan was howling outside, "Come out to eat!"
"Immediately!" He Ziyan replied, winking at Pei Tingsong, "Does your kid have a girl you like in school?"
"How can it be!"
"Then you reacted so fiercely?" He Ziyan took a seat next to his bed, "Xiao Pei, you and Jue Xia are the last two mothers in our regiment solo. What? Now I want to abandon you and Jue Xia will open up by yourself."
"I didn't," Pei Tingsong didn't know how to explain to him, "I really didn't fall in love."
"I know you don't. I really can't hide your face." He Ziyan looked at him, "I just think you're weird lately, and I always giggle inexplicably."
what. How can he smirk at every turn
Pei Tingsong recalled carefully, but he didn't know what abnormal behavior he had. He Ziyan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, go out to eat. Oh yes, live broadcast for a while, remember to find a woolen hat to cover your hair color."
Knowing that Fang Juexia was asleep, Jiang Miao specially left him a sandwich without waking him up. In order to manage the body, everyone can't eat too much, it's all light and healthy fitness meals.
Fang Juexia slept drowsily and had a dream. In the dream he returned to the little room where he grew up. Back to the southern sky, the walls were all wet, all the certificates attached to them were wet, and a corner fell softly. He walked over, trying to repost the certificate, but he couldn't reach it.
He changed back to the appearance of a child.
Leaving the bedroom, Fang Juexia saw the cold food on the dining table. He felt a little hungry, but he couldn't eat. Because he smelled the smell that he was afraid of, the smell of alcohol that was too strong to disperse. Hesitating to step forward, he left the restaurant and walked step by step towards the room he was afraid of. The smell of wine became more and more intense, making it hard for him to breathe.
The quarrel in the room was clearly audible. Through the crack in the door, he saw his mother's hair caught and pushed to the ground. His heart suddenly picked up, and he slammed the door open, but what he waited for was an ashtray that was thrown at him.
The moment the glass ashtray was hit, it turned into a thick gray fog.
"Get out! Get out of me!"
A hand stretched out from the thick fog and grabbed his collar, "Look at the birthmark on your face, how ugly, do you know that you can't be the protagonist? You, like Dad, can't succeed in this life! "
Is it impossible for me to succeed...
He was pushed away hard by this hand and fell to the ground. When I stood up, it was dark all around. Only a pale chasing beam hit his thin body from top to bottom. He was pushed onto the stage, like an inferior and incomplete exhibit.
Father's hysterical voice came from all directions, deafening, and there was nowhere to hide.
"It's like a blind man on stage. What's the use? Disability on stage! Do you know what disability is?"
"Look at your father and me! This is a disability!"
"You will become me one day, you know! You become a waste like me."
The last light is also completely extinguished. Fang Juexia desperately covered her ears and shook her head desperately. He didn't want to be the person in his father's mouth, and he didn't want to be the second him.
He wants to dance, he wants to be the center of the stage. Fang Juexia stood up, practiced constantly in the dark, fell down, got up and started again, fell down again, and couldn't stand up again. From beginning to end, all he has is darkness and a whole body injury.
Disability.
waste.
People who are destined to fail at birth.
Rarely this is his life
Breathing became more and more rapid, Fang Juexia wanted to find an exit, not wanting to be trapped in it anymore. He has to admit that after so many years, he is not used to it, and he is still afraid of the dark.
[I know you will jump no matter how scared you are. ]
Suddenly, Fang Juexia heard a familiar voice. He turned around, but there was no one behind him.
who is it
Why do you know
[I just know it. ]
[Because you are Fang Juexia. ]
He suddenly woke up from his dream, as if he was reborn after drowning.
"what happened to you?"
The sound in the dream appeared again, Fang Juexia opened her eyes wide and looked at the source of the sound.
Pei Tingsong put the sandwich on the bedside cabinet, and reached out to touch Jiaoxia's forehead, "What's wrong with you? Cold sweat on one end. Dreaming of bungee jumping again?"
Fang Juexia's nervous nerves finally relaxed. He shook his head, nodded again, and retracted into the quilt, "had a bad dream."
"You have slept for almost two hours, so you are not hungry."
Fang Juexia shook her head, and covered her face with the quilt. He felt his heart palpitations afterwards, and it was enough to dream of the past, he would actually dream of Pei Tingsong's voice. The dreamer appeared in front of him as soon as he woke up. This kind of experience made him difficult to speak and face.
Obviously it was kind to deliver the sandwiches, even if I didn't thank you, I didn't even look at it. Pei Tingsong was panicked, "Then I'm going, you wake up and eat by yourself."
He said he was leaving, but Pei Tingsong didn't leave at all. Seeing Fang Juexia just now, he was still a little worried. His feet were sticking to the ground, and he couldn't move a step away, so he stood motionless by the bed and looked at him.
After a while, Ling Yi and He Ziyan ran in, holding mobile phones in their hands.
"We have a live broadcast!" Ling Yi suddenly threw himself on the bed and hugged Juxia through the quilt, "Ah my baby Juxia! Are you awake?"
Seeing Ling Yilang pounce, the barrage immediately boiled.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ]
[Roommate Line is too sweet too! ]
[jxgg is so cute in the quilt! ]
[Why is Pei Tingco in your brother's room? What are you doing? ]
[hahahaha Bae is pretty confused! Sisters give full marks to current affairs! ]
Pei Tingsong saw that Ling Yi was even more angry, and directly pulled him away, "Get up, you are pressing him."
Ling Yi refused, "Je Xia didn't say me what did you say? I didn't hold him down, I call it a hug!" After speaking, he was even more arrogant, and he just lifted Fang Juexia's quilt and drilled in, "Wow, it's good in the quilt. warm."
It's really amazing. Pei Tingsong lifted the quilt on the other end and got in too, just like a demonstration.
[Hahahaha Pei quite persuaded you not to persuade you now? So stiff]
[What can't you do, grab the first place with brother]
Suddenly there were two more people on the bed, and the quilt was still torn at both ends. Fang Juexia, who was almost sleeping back to sleep, looked dazed, stretched out her head and took a look, and saw He Ziyan sitting on the bed with a mobile phone and patted him.
"Are you shooting a video?" Fang Juexia asked in a daze. Ling Yi hugged his back in the quilt, "On the live broadcast!"
"Live..." Fang Juexia was confused, and then retracted into the quilt. The angle of view in the quilt was very narrow and dark, and his eyes blinked dullly, and he vaguely seemed to see a person lying in front of him. He didn't know what was going on, he reached out and stabbed it hard.
It happened to be stuck on the abdominal muscles.
The hand was suddenly caught, Fang Juexia reacted in an instant, it was Pei Tingsong, no one except him caught him like that. He immediately pulled out his hand and hid on the other side of the bed.
"Jexia, you are going to squeeze me down!"
Seeing him avoiding himself like this, Pei Tingsong became even more unhappy, and dragged Fang Juexia over and pasted him, "You are going to squeeze him down, didn't you hear?" After he finished speaking, he pulled Fang Juexia up, "Sleeping. Don't cover your head at this time, because your breathing will be difficult."
[Ah ah ah, Xiao Pei is good offense! ]
[As long as there are no ghosts! Pei Tingsong is still the first attack of the card group! ]
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Fang Juexia's breathing is indeed a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Ling Yi quickly changed the topic again and began to recite the questions on the barrage.
"Ah group preview," Ling Yi slapped his hands, "because we went to the amusement park this time to play a lot of projects and have a lot of materials, so we cut two issues. The key point is that I will be there in the next issue. A big guy online bungee jumping! It's super exciting, you must remember to watch it!"
He Ziyan intervened, "Only the people they lost went bungee jumping. We went to play bumper cars later."
[I like bumper cars too! ]
[So bungee jumping is a punishment! Ah, look forward to it! ]
[I watched the haunted house special when I was eating, I didn’t expect it to be so funny when I opened it! The meal spurted out and was almost beaten by my mother]
[jxgg is so dumb and cute]
They chatted for a while, Fang Juexia suddenly became a little hungry, so she turned to look at Pei Tingsong, winked him and wanted him to help him get the sandwich, Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows with an expression of begging me. Fang Juexia reached into the quilt and pinched his arm.
Pei Tingsong glared at him, and didn't even plan to give it to him. Seeing him like this, Fang Juexia had no choice but to be soft, and touched her finger twice at the place where she had just pinched. Pei Tingsong stopped then and brought him the sandwich on the bedside table.
Really a puppy, obediently obedient along the hair. Fang Juexia took a bite of the sandwich on the plate, and Pei Tingsong put the plate in front of him to avoid scumming.
[Hahaha Ha Lingyi is really funny]
[Ah, what are certain two doing awkwardly! Tired to death! ]
[The expression of pts just now is so sweet! ]
[CP fans don’t dance in front of the Lord, okay]
[Huo brother just got close and took a look, so handsome! I want to slide on the bridge of Huo brother's nose! ]
[Why haven’t Miaomiao and Yuanyuan come yet? ]
[Ask a question! What is the ideal type of brothers? ]
"Ideal type?" Ling saw this question sharply. "Ideal type is the type that you like?" He turned his head to look at He Ziyan, "Can you talk about this, Brother Huo?"
"Why not? You like men?"
[Hahahahahahahahahaha He Ziyan is awesome! ]
[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Huo brother is your Huo brother! ]
[Hahahahaha like men]
[01 was suddenly out of the closet]
"Go to the side." Ling stretched out his foot and kicked He Ziyan, then solemnly cleared his throat, "My ideal type... I think about it. Because I'm from Sichuan, our girls are all in vain. Clean, I prefer the white ones, which are small and cute."
"He Ziyan, here you are!" He clenched his fist and leaned in front of He Ziyan as a microphone. "Please tell me, what is your ideal type?"
[It’s a uniform temptation]
[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, enough temptation to uniform! My head is full of ghost nurse sisters! ]
"The type I like, the kind-hearted type."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was sighed by Pei Hearing, "You don't come here, I'm still kind-hearted, do you like me?"
He Ziyan immediately followed up, "I like it!"
[Hahahahahahaha, why is the total offense hooked up with the total offense! ]
[The melons of this group are inextricably linked, pts and fjx, hzy and pts]
Fang Juexia took a bite of the sandwich and asked more specifically, "What about your appearance?"
He Ziyan looked at the camera, "I don't ask much, just beautiful, it's best to have long, straight, long legs in black."
[This is called not much demand? ? ? ? ]
[elder brother? ? ? are you kidding me? ? ]
[OK, next one. ]
Ling Yi clenched a fist to Jiao Xia's mouth above, "Four brothers are here."
"Me?" Fang Juexia faced this type of problem for the first time. Not to mention the ideal type, he has never fantasized about being in love.
Ling Yi started to rescue, "Please note that this is not a still picture."
Pei Tingsong accidentally cared about Fang Juexia's answer, he was just curious, what kind of answer this guy who avoids love would say, and what kind of people he would like.
After hesitating for a long time, Fang Juexia finally said, "Well... I might like confident people."
[I am confident, brother! look at me! My id is called Fang Juexia, the only wife on the entire network. You see, I am not confident! ]
[Hahahaha Enough sisters! ]
"It's the kind of person who can do very well in the field he is good at. I think such people are very attractive."
He Ziyan couldn't help teasing, "Je Xia doesn't describe it as a girl anymore, like a gangster."
[Women's lady? ? ]
[Hahahahaha what happened to the live broadcast barrage of this group! ]
Fang Juexia felt a bit off the track, he began to suspect that he was not awake and talking nonsense. In order not to cause any misunderstandings, he had to add some descriptions casually, "Yes, appearance is not particularly important, and it’s nice to smile, and gentle. It’s lovely, it’s all very nice. I’m not very picky."
Gentle and cute. These two words ran into Pei Tingsong's heart like two bees, flying around, stinging uncomfortably. He repeated silently, feeling that he was totally different from himself.
No, why should he compare with himself
"Where is Xiao Pei?"
Pei Tingsong was still wandering, but Fang Juexia pulled his sleeves and reacted, "Is it here?"
What kind of person is the ideal type
He was still immersed in the shock brought by Fang Juexia's answer just now, a little out of state, "It's almost the same as Brother Huo, I haven't thought about it."
"Then your kid said about me just now?"
"What did you say? Do you like subduing temptation?"
Fang Juexia lowered her head and saw half of the sandwich in her hand. There was no reason to recall the ideal standard He Ziyan had just said. It was beautiful, black and straight, with long legs. After thinking about it, there was a person that fully met these standards. The girl who can't see her face clearly, but standing next to Pei Tingsong, she is a good match.
very sour.
The pickled cucumbers in the sandwich were chewed up, and the stimulation of the taste buds poked my heart.
Seeing him frowning, Pei Tingsong stretched out his hand and gave him a water glass, "Here."
Fang Juexia glanced at it, shook her head, and forcibly swallowed the pickled cucumber she didn't like. He didn't know what was going on, he didn't want to drink the water he brought anyway. Pei Tingsong suddenly lifted the quilt and left without saying a word. Ling Yi and He Ziyan didn't know what was going on, so they looked at the live broadcast and talked with fans about other things.
The bedside was suddenly empty. Fang Juexia didn't speak anymore, feeling that she was a bit eager to eat just now, and the food was stuffed under the esophagus, and her heart was blocked in panic. He lowered his head and patted his chest.
After a while, a well-knotted hand appeared in front of him, holding a glass of sweet orange juice.
Looking up, Pei Tingsong awkwardly raised his hand and tugged the brim of the woolen hat, and handed the cup directly to Fang Juexia's hand, "No boiled water, this head office."
The wall of the glass was held in his hand, and it was cold, and the orange juice inside was shaking.
"Sweet, drink it quickly."
The author has something to say: He Ziyan's "last two mothers and fetus solo" means that the other four people have been in love before (before their debut, they have not been in love now)