Pei Tingsong shrugged, "Growth is the process of evolving self-cognition, which is why everyone can't escape the law of true fragrance."
Hearing this, the fans in the audience couldn't refute it.
Is everyone really fragrant? Fang Juexia doesn't know, anyway, everyone knows his picky eaters.
The venue was a bit cold, and the staff brought Pei Tingsong a sweater to cover it outside. The background music of the signing event started playing the debut song "kaleido" somehow, or the live version. Just when the staff was preparing to cut the song, the fans in the audience started the chorus, and Ling Yi picked up the microphone and said, "Don’t stop. cut."
Lu Yuan moved his body with everybody's voice enthusiastically, "The first generation war song is here."
"You sing so well, right." Jiang Miao gave a thumbs up to the audience.
Fans even sang He Ziyan's rap accurately, which surprised them. Fang Juexia was a little surprised, and even applauded everyone. Unlike Ling Yi, who can sing funny anytime and anywhere, he rarely sings in informal occasions, but in this environment, he was also infected.
Ling held the microphone and sang the chorus together with everyone, "Fight! Fight! Fight! Enjoy falling in the wind. Fight! Fight! Fight! After the storm you will remember me—"
When it came to the impromptu scene of Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia, who was hidden in the warm atmosphere, also sang from chorus to rap.
Seeing him shaking his head and shaking his head and singing his part, Pei Tingsong found it particularly cute, so he passed the microphone in his hand to Fang Juexia's mouth, and the cold lead singer's rap debut was exposed in front of everyone.
"This value bid auction show, haters are not qualified to raise their hands..."
As soon as Fang Juexia's voice came out, he himself was startled first, and stopped like a frightened little animal, blinking only.
"Whoo!" He Ziyan was the first to roar, "Go on!"
Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows at him, and the fans in the audience were also screaming. Lead singer Fang Juexia had to follow the rhythm and force rap, "... all my money rising tall. I am rich, oh I am fresh. Your little" …" Fang Juexia automatically replaced when he sang bitches, "angels love me so."
Pei Tingsong smiled and shook his head when he heard angel.
Lu Yuan laughed, "Hahahaha it also comes with purification!"
Jiang Miao: "Improvisation is Kaledo's family tradition."
Fang Juexia sang more and more vigorously. He took the microphone directly from the human-shaped wheat frame Pei Tingsong, and sang the last few sentences with a rare mouth-gun speed, "Fakers was kicked by me. Will be. Next stop and drive to my universe, you have one second left to escape."
"Wow, awesome!"
"Jexia is super!"
Ling Yi still continued the dignity of the lead singer, singing his own part word by word. When he arrived at Fang Juexia's part, he retaliated with teeth and turned the microphone in front of the unprepared Pei Tingsong. So Pei Tingsong, in charge of rap, passively sang with a very complicated expression.
After singing, Fang Juexia immediately retracted the microphone and inherited the part of Pei Tingsong, and raised his eyebrows at him, "Say hello to my ego."
This attitude and this sentence are quite provocative. But Pei Tingsong likes it very much. He likes the lively Fang Juexia. He is shy, childish, and brave enough to do things he hasn't done because he is encouraged by everyone.
Ling Yi didn't even stand up when he sang the last three high notes, so he just sat and sang it with a smile. This unexpected debut song was sung by them in a mess, but the fans were super satisfied.
He Ziyan joked, "Next time you feel summer solo, let's rap. This is the real ACE."
Fang Juexia always knew what was going on. She was very hilarious when she sang. She was a little embarrassed after singing and waved her hands all the time. Jiang Miao also joked, "Which lead singer has no rap dreams?"
Ling Yi held his face with two hands, "I don't have one."
Jiang Miao broke the power all at once, "One by one, are you my expert in dismantling the platform?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Pei Tingsong leaned on the chair and looked at Fang Juexia quietly, seeing that his cold outer shell was uncovered at once. In fact, he was a boy who would be at a loss when he was joked. He would sing along when he became interested. The part that belongs to me will replace bitch with angel in the lyrics because I am embarrassed to scold others.
Fang Juexia didn’t notice Pei Tingsong’s eyes, but when he occasionally turned his head, he saw something. Jiang Miao cueed him, and he turned around to continue talking to them, but Fang Juexia turned around again just after speaking, like a The conscientious little robot knew that there were unprocessed tasks in the queue in his brain, so he stretched out his hand and held the drawstring on the hood of Pei Tingsong's sweater with both hands. They were long and short, and they were extremely asymmetrical.
"What are you doing?" Pei Tingsong looked at him. But Fang Juexia, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, didn't care about going back to him at all.
But the rope was pulled longer and longer, Pei Tingsong could even feel that the hat behind him was tightened, but there was no way, if Fang Juexia's obsessive-compulsive disorder was not satisfied, the trouble would be even greater.
So he continued to indulge in this way, until Fang Juexia pinched the two ropes together and compared them accurately, until they were almost as long as they were really long, "Okay."
Seeing that he was satisfied, Pei Tingsong said thank you, and turned to look at the hat that was shrinking behind his back.
It does not seem to have much beautification effect.
Fang Juexia's many small details and small movements may not be shining in others' eyes. To put it bluntly, they are just trivial behaviors driven by human personality and emotions. But Pei Ting Song just thought it was cute.
In the past, he habitually stood in the position of nothing, ideally cut and judged the desires of others, and believed that the unbalanced scales were all caused by mediocre self-disturbance.
Once he put a person in his heart, Pei Tingsong finally realized that the equality that people imagined was really difficult, very difficult, because now he always has a preference for each other, Jue Xia.
During the rest time, everyone ate and drank and played some games. The relationship between Caledo and fans has always been like a friend relationship, joking and arguing with each other. They are very principled people, even if they are always confused when they debut, they seldom go to communicate deeply with the few fans, after all, they just want to make music.
At the end of the intermission, Calledo once again began the remaining half of the signing. The fans have a lot of tricks and they are eye-opening. The atmosphere was very cheerful towards the end, until Fang Juexia ushered in a somewhat special fan, who was also the last one in his rank.
This is a plainly dressed girl, sixteen or seventeen years old, she didn't take anything, and she was not as full of emotions and enthusiasm as other fans. On the contrary, she appeared very cautious, even a little timid.
"Brother Jue Xia, can you help me sign a name." Her voice was also very low, very soft, and was immediately buried in the noisy meeting place. Fang Juexia said embarrassed, and then moved closer, "What is your name and what do you want to sign?"
The girl lowered her head, "Xiaoqi, there is another one next to Xianyu. I want to sign... Just come on."
Her request was also very simple, but Fang Juexia saw that her mood was not right, so she wrote a little Qi and stopped writing. He is not a person who often shows concern, but since he appeared in front of him, Fang Juexia couldn't ignore it.
"If you are not in a hurry, can you talk to me?" Fang Juexia smiled, "I feel like you are a little down."
The girl didn't know what happened, and suddenly she shed tears. Transparent tears fell one by one on the back of her hand resting on the table top. Fang Juexia immediately took a piece of paper and handed it to her. I heard her say thank you, and then said to him, “I feel like Brother Xia, I’m so tired.” She sniffed, “I just quarreled with my parents before I came here, and they said, I’m a weird person, and I wear it every day. Headphones, silent, saying that I am like a dumb, not cheerful and likable like other kids. I say that every day."
Fang Juexia listened in silence and patted her arm. Pei Tingsong and Ling Yi, who had signed their own shares, also noticed that Ling Yi handed her a box of undrunk milk to comfort her. Pei Tingsong didn't know how to comfort people, so he just asked, "Every day?"
The girl nodded, "Well, because I’m more introverted, I don’t know how to mingle with other people. Sometimes I want to talk as much as a cheerful child, but I can’t do it. My mother always hates me and thinks I’m very It's shameful, especially when there are many adults around, they will scold me, saying that it's better to have a dumb, which is more pleasing than me."
She raised her hand and wiped her tears, "I know I'm very unpleasant and boring, but I'm such a person. Are they not my closest people? Why do you treat me like this..."
Pei Tingsong thought of Fang Juexia for the first time. When his father was disabled and alcoholic in middle school, he vented like this, completely denying Fang Juexia's whole person. What Pei Tingsong doesn't know is that there are actually many such parents, and it is too easy for them to deny a child.
Fang Juexia was still very calm. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to the girl, "Do you know? I am also a very quiet character, so I have almost experienced what you have experienced, and I am often said to be withdrawn. The stereotype of our society is Cheerfulness is better than introversion, so every child should be taught to have a lively character." He said softly, "but it’s not. Many times introversion is also natural, like you, listening to music is better than communicating. You feel more comfortable and safe, right?"
The girl nodded, "Yes."
"That's right. A quiet personality is like a chip that was solidified in your body when you were born. It is difficult to change. Since it is difficult, don't change it and be an introvert. Don't worry about others. People’s denial, let alone deny yourself because of others, there are all kinds of people in the world, and no character should be completely denied, and introversion does not mean boring."
Pei Tingsong listened silently, without speaking. It is undeniable that he once had a prejudice against Fang Juexia who was too quiet, saying that he was like a wood and had no response. It turned out that he thought so, he was not forced to lose his voice, but to be himself.
The girl did not lower her head, but looked at Fang Juexia with tears, with a hint of timidity in her eyes.
Fang Juexia is not very good at encouraging others. He can only give logical examples as much as possible in the field he is familiar with. "Let me give you an example. Some mathematicians have tried to divide all natural numbers into interesting numbers and uninteresting numbers. Of course, this definition of'interesting' is very subjective. For example, prime numbers are very interesting, and numbers with repeated digits are very interesting. In short, as long as the numbers have their own characteristics, they are included in the set of interesting numbers. But later, this problem actually evolved into It’s a loose paradox—all natural numbers are interesting."
The girl sank in, somewhat puzzled, "Why?"
Ling Yi also felt curious, "Yes, why, there must be some numbers that are not characteristic."
Fang Juexia smiled, "Let's use the method of proof by contradiction. If there really is a set of boring natural numbers, then there must be a smallest boring number in it?"
Pei Tingsong immediately understood, and smiled, "'The smallest boring number', this is already an interesting feature."
Fang Juexia was a little surprised, "Yes." He looked at the girl again, "This introduces a contradiction. The least boring number is an interesting number in itself. So," he lowered his head and said while signing the girl, "Don't doubt that you are Is it not boring, is it pleasing, you just have to be yourself."
After signing the name, Fang Juexia handed her the album with both hands, "Keep your confidence, you know?"
The girl was greatly encouraged, she nodded vigorously and laughed, "Thank you Brother Juexia, thank you."
Fang Juexia shook her head and watched her leave.
Cheng Qiang picked up the microphone and said, "I am very happy that everyone can come to the Kaleido signing event. It will be over soon. Please take your own things and don't lose them."
Everyone feels regretful, and everyone else is saying goodbye to the fans, saying as much as possible. Only Fang Juexia waved silently to the fans in the audience with a smile on her face.
Pei Tingsong realized that his prejudice was constantly being reversed by Fang Juexia, which was a very interesting process. He once thought he knew him enough, but he didn't. He seems to be social and few words, but in fact he is a man with a strong heart. I have lived in the denial of others since I was young, but I have always believed in myself.
It's really cool.
"What did you sign for her?" Pei Tingsong couldn't help asking in the end.
Fang Juexia's eyes were clear and she smiled.
"Like me, make an interesting least boring number."
The author has something to say: It will be updated at 9 o'clock, and I may update the first update in advance if the second update is in the future.
I hope everyone can get rid of self-doubt~
(Some friends questioned, will anyone really talk to idols at the signing event? Yes, and many. And idols’ spiritual encouragement to fans is actually very strong. Fans can see them and be It's normal to have a desire to talk. Everyone will find out that such things happen frequently. It is not the so-called "unreasonable and deliberate", but there are too many similar things.
Looking at the comments in this chapter, you know that there are a lot of stereotypes about introverted personality, so everyone thinks that it is good to use chicken soup or preaching, as long as you encourage people who need encouragement, the others don’t matter. Also, please don’t keep pulling me out of another book. Contrast, different ideas are not comparable)