Really... Pei Tingsong feels that he has a good temper these days, and he has become so used to it. He was about to speak when the phone in his hand shook, and he accidentally glanced at the lock screen and just saw the words [Astar梁若].
The mood fell to the bottom in an instant, and an evil fire started inexplicably. Pei Tingsong was not a good-tempered person at first, thinking that Fang Juexia had specifically asked him to bring his mobile phone over just now, maybe it was because he wanted to chat with him. Such a connection made his chest feel more and more suffocated. But he still held back, not wanting the other party to feel that Xia loses his temper, and he has no stance to lose his temper. So he just buckled the phone upside down and put it on the ground, pulling Fang Juexia up, and stuffing the salad box into his arms.
Fang Juexia is not a sensitive character, but he almost felt that Pei Tingsong was upset for the first time. He couldn't tell why. He just thought that he should come back. The atmosphere was a bit wrong with such a dull silence.
But if you are really angry, the reaction should be even greater.
it's wired. Fang Juexia couldn't figure it out and didn't want to expose it, so he opened the salad box and ate a few bites, and saw the cucumber slices again. He didn't like to eat cucumbers. The sandwiches a few days ago gave him a shadow on pickles, so he moved the cucumbers to a corner of the box with a fork and ate other vegetables and chicken breasts.
Pei Tingsong saw this series of small movements in his eyes. He was still sulking, but now he wants to laugh a little, "Hey, how old are you and picky eaters? I'm two years younger than you."
Fang Juexia put the fork beside the box and emphasized vaguely, "Three years old."
"Two and a half years old." Pei Tingsong picked up his fork and ate all the cucumbers left over from his picky eater.
In Fang Juexia's cognition, it is very ambiguous to share a liquidation with another person, especially eating food that the other person does not like. Because when he was very young, he would be like this when he saw his father, eating all the celery that his mother didn't like, and telling her not to be picky eaters.
Seeing him in a daze, Pei Tingsong knocked on the side of the box with a fork, "What are you thinking about so fascinated."
Fang Juexia returned to his senses and said without a word, "I didn't think about anything, but I felt that you were not like a young master at all. Those who didn't know thought the company wronged you more and won't give you food."
"I am adhering to the fine tradition of not wasting and not picky eaters. That's why I can grow to 1.9 meters, and you can only grow to 1.8 meters."
"Are you growing taller again?"
Pei Tingsong was still a little proud, "I just measured it yesterday, exactly 190." As he said, he got up and walked to the door to turn on the light in the practice room.
"Kaledo can't tolerate your big Buddha." Fang Juexia picked up the phone from the ground. He only glanced at the time and locked the screen when he saw Liang Ruo.
He has no feeling for Liang Ruo, and theoretically does not believe in the important things he said. After all, there is almost no intersection between them, except for the unequal competitive relationship. If it was the past, he would have pulled away long ago, and he didn't want to look back anymore.
Several other teammates also came back, and Fang Juexia still felt fortunate that they had run into a scene of herself and Pei Tingsong alone with the lights turned off earlier.
No, why should he be afraid? He didn't do anything wrong.
Fang Juexia finds that she has been trapped in this quagmire of conflict between logic and emotion recently. Rationally, he has never done anything that would produce guilt, shame, or guilt, but these emotions always flowed up from time to time.
Especially guilt.
In the middle of the night, they were taken to the recording studio again to complete the recording of the last song of the entire album. The results were hard-won, Cheng Qiang sighed, "Finally finished, you all worked hard, go back to take a hot bath, and have a meeting tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. Xiaowen will pick you up, don't sleep too late."
Just after speaking, there was another wailing.
"Meeting again."
"I have been numb to meetings recently, and I feel sleepy as soon as the boss speaks."
"Okay, you guys," Cheng Qiang sent them out of the studio. "Tomorrow will be discussing styling and MV design. It's probably not too long. Anyway, if you don't have a meeting, you have to get up early to practice, and you can take a break from the meeting."
When he returned to the dormitory, Fang Juexia's cell phone was out of power, so he went back to the room to charge the cell phone.
"One by one do you take a bath?"
Ling Yi was already on the bed, "You go first, I'll scan Weibo for a while."
Fang Jue Xia hummed, found a plaster from the drawer of the desk, and took a new set of pajamas from the closet to the main guard.
He took a hasty bath and put on his pants. Dancing inevitably has injuries. Recently, the intensity of practice has increased. Although he has been resting and stretching well, it is still somewhat involved. Fang Juexia took off her shirt, pressed her a little sore back, and tore the plaster to aim at the mirror, but it was a bit hard to look in the mirror like this, and her head became sore.
About to turn his hand behind his back, the bathroom door was suddenly opened, thinking it was Ling Yi, but when he looked up, he saw Pei Tingsong.
The other party seemed a little surprised, "The door is unlocked, I thought no one..."
Fang Juexia blinked a few times, stood up straight, still holding the plaster in her hand, "Oh, I... I want to paste this one."
Sure enough, that kind of strange emotion emerged in his heart again, and there was no logical emotion.
Pei Tingsong grabbed his hair, grabbed the doorknob and walked without leaving it. Thinking of Fang Juexia's awkward posture when he pushed the door just now, he simply said, "I'll help you."
He just came over, reached out and glued the plaster on his hand, Fang Juexia had no time to refuse.
"Where to post?"
Fang Juexia turned her back to him, thinking of the scene in the afternoon when she was pranked in the mirror by him in the practice room. He wraps his hand around his back waist, presses his fingers at the position above the waist on the right side, and releases it again, "Here..."
His skin was dazzled by the bright light from the bathroom, with water drops floating on it. The saw-saw illusion in the practice room surged again, and his breathing became tight. Pei Tingsong pulled a towel to dry the remaining water on his waist. The index and middle fingers stood up and pressed Fang Juexia's waist together, "here?"
"A little bit to the right."
"here?"
"Um."
Pei Tingsong felt that he was not right, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and he had no rules. But it was not that he hadn't seen Fang Juexia's appearance without a shirt. He slept in a hug and didn't think there was anything at that time.
What's wrong now.
He put the plaster on his hand, smoothed his fingers, and then lowered his head halfway, "Okay."
"Thank you." Fang Juexia reached out and touched, took her pajamas and put them on her body, turned her back to him and buttoned the buttons, "Do you want to take a shower?"
"Yeah." Pei Tingsong was a little unable to look at him properly. He knew that he was so strange and he had a fever, so he had to divert his attention, "Is your waist okay, why do you want to post this? The back injury has recurred. ?"
Fang Juexia wiped her hair with a towel, "No. I'm just a little sore. This is not a pain reliever, but a medicine to help relieve soreness."
"That's good… "
Fang Juexia didn't speak any more, so she made room for him and closed the bathroom door. But Pei Tingsong stood there for a while, and locked the door when he was calm. Taking off his shirt with one hand, the light in the bathroom made him a little irritable. When he slumped, he also saw many people who were pasting him and exhibiting lusts and desires in a fair manner, but at the time he had no feelings, and even a little disgusted with such low-level animal instincts.
Pei Tingsong is a contradiction, and his style seems to be cynical, but in fact he is neither born nor entered. It is just an inverse scale and a barb stuck in the border, and he does not listen to persuasion or obey it. It looks like a dude, but in fact it is a piece of blank paper. It is still extremely stubborn paper. It can't be lighted easily. Once sparks have started, there is no turning back when it burns.
The water dripped down, the bathroom was soaked with hot mist, and after washing, the picture of Fang Juexia standing here taking a bath came out inexplicably. Pei Tingsong adjusted the water to cold and scribbled to finish.
Fang Juexia returned to the room and saw the message from Liang Ruo, and there were four missed calls. He didn't know why Liang Ruo was so persistent, and he was hesitant to reply, when a new message popped up on WeChat.
[Guide dog: You can use a small pillow to sleep when your back is sore. ]
Pei Tingsong turned a page while lying on the bed, and the phone finally vibrated.
[Pretty or pretty: no small pillows. ]
This Fang Juexia is really scarier than a straight steel man. Pei Tingsong put down his book and turned his head to look. There are two pillows on his bed, one big and one small, the big one is used for the backrest, and the small one was used by him on the bay window of the apartment. Now it is used as a pillow for sleeping. .
He picked up the little pillow and was ready to leave, but he thought of going out like this and he would be seen by He Ziyan. Sitting on the bed and thinking about it, Pei Tingsong stood by the window and turned his head to look at the balcony next door.
Fang Juexia just opened the quilt, only heard a click, and turned around abruptly, as if something had hit the balcony. I walked over and saw that it was a black backpack, unbiased and hit the cactus again, all crooked.
He straightened the cactus with a flower hoe, and slowly muttered to himself, "What a rush to fry." After finishing this, he went to deal with the unidentified black bag. Once he opened it, it turned out to be a small white snow inside. pillow. Fang Juexia walked to the left side of the balcony holding her small pillow, looked at the window next door, and said thank you quietly. Unexpectedly, the window stretched out a hand and shook it coolly.
With a small pillow, Fang Juexia slept comfortably all night. But the other person across the wall was tossing and turning. He had a dream all night. He dreamed of Fang Juexia dancing, his smooth back, and the way he used to walk with others and smile at others.
"Wow, Xiao Pei, why do you have a lustful face? Are you... Cover!" Before Ling Yi finished speaking, Pei Tingsong, who was sitting next to him, covered his mouth, "I didn't sleep well, don't mess with me. ."
"Really?" He Ziyan has been more and more teasing him recently. "My roommate doesn't know if Xiao Pei didn't sleep well. It's my brother that is not good. My brother hasn't cared about you too much recently. It's all my brother's fault."
Pei Tingsong's eyelids drooped, and he was full of world-weariness.
Chen Zhengyun brought people from the planning department in, "Morning, have you been tired recently?"
"Exhausted~"
"In the early stage, I will be a little tired, and after recording the song, it will be a lot easier." Chen Zhengyun gestured to the planning director, and then briefly talked about recent work to the six of Caledo. "Our return this time is expected to be April 5th. , So there are still more than two weeks. Yesterday we have confirmed the MV shooting location and just signed the contract. Director Zhang will talk to you about the conceptual design of this MV, and the modeling group, half of it Arrived in hours."
"The focus of the work here is still on the practice of the title song. I will start filming the mv next Monday. In the middle of these days, everyone has a good rest and strives to shoot in the best condition." After that, he took a special look at Ling Yi, "Everyone Weight control has been very effective recently. I have read all the data, which is good."
Ling Yi shook his head triumphantly.
Cheng Qiang was right on the schedule, "It is currently arranged like this. The first trailer will be announced in the early morning of the 26th, and then a single member's trailer will be announced daily, and the entire MV will be released on the 2nd, and then the entire monopoly will be sold on the music platform. Channel. On the 4th is your new fan meeting. There will be your first title song live on the same day. At the same time, the live song will be recorded, and the song will be broadcast on the 5th."
This arrangement is already very user-friendly, don’t rush, give them plenty of time to practice.
Pei Tingsong asked, "Wouldn't the release of the song and the MV at the same time divert?"
Chen Zhengyun said, "We are still discussing this point. We may also release the title song at the end of March. We have to see the time..."
Before he finished speaking, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened, and a staff member broke in with a panic expression, "Mr. Chen!"
"What's wrong? Panicked."
"It's not good, the demos of Ka and Kaledo's new albums have leaked out, and they are now spread on the Internet!"