Fanservice Paradox

For a moment, Fang Juexia felt for the first time that they were similar.

This is weird because they are two arrows running in opposite directions, both from the outside and from the internal logic, but they also resonate in a subtle way.

Facing Pei Tingsong's rhetorical question, Fang Juexia nodded. In fact, he knew he could stop explaining, but he still wanted to say.

"Yes. It may be that everyone has a different definition of social relationship. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, a harmonious social relationship is complete harmony in communication, without any disputes and frictions. In fact, this social relationship is very likely. The above is the illusion of harmony created by both parties. People must be different, no matter how similar they are or how close they are to each other, there will always be different views. "

Pei Tingsong was a little surprised. Originally, he only used his discourse to resolve inconsistencies, but he didn't expect Fang Juexia to develop his logic in an orderly way. He couldn't help but think, maybe Fang Juexia wasn't a bad social at all.

He just made precise choices and management of his social relations.

Fang Jue Xia continued, "Being able to stick to our own views and courageously collide with another person's ideas, we each express our own opinions and defend the truths we believe, but at the end we will not be separated by fierce debate, but understand each other better. This is what I think is a benign social. "

"To put it simple, like a question, you have your solution, I have my solution, but we are all pursuing the goal of getting the correct answer. The math teacher will also encourage everyone to try more solutions during class. This world needs All kinds of voices need all kinds of people. I will not obey your solution because I am afraid of ruining friendship. I will come up with my method to discuss with you. Having this confidence also shows that the feelings are deep, not ?"

After talking, Fang Juexia laughed, "So this mode of getting along does not mean that we are not harmonious. We are just insisting on ourselves and respecting each other's self-expression."

As soon as the words fell, Pei Tingsong applauded. Fang Juexia turned his face to look at him and saw that Pei Tingsong held the doll's right hand and gave him a thumbs-up.

Fang Jue Xia Fei turned his head quickly and raised the corner of his mouth.

The editor-in-chief listened at the end of the interview and nodded. The thoughts of these two young boys have exceeded his concept of idols, but after listening to what they said, he couldn't help thinking, why must he think that idols cannot say such things?

As Fang Juexia said, this world needs different solutions, and the idol problem also needs different solutions.

These young people who shine on the stage are not only one type.

The host nodded again and again, if not for professional ethics, she would sigh, but she still refrained, "It's really good. Through today's interview I also learned a lot, which is also the meaning of my work.

"Thank you." After answering that question, Fang Juexia took a sip of water from the glass on the table. When putting the cup back, he found that Pei Tingsong's cup was very crooked, so he silently placed the two cups on the same horizontal line. He seemed to change back to that cold idol again.

Seeing his series of movements, Pei Tingsong felt funny, rubbing the head of the little dinosaur in his hand, and the more funny he thought, the lower his head and laughed.

The host turned over the card and continued, "We just talked a few questions deep. Let's relax on the last topic. We used a lot of flowers and plants when shooting today, and then our filming studio is also like a botanical garden. Then we Ask a more interesting topic. If you were asked to choose a representative plant for each other, which one would you choose? "

Fang Juexia asked, "Is the plant most like him? Isn't it a choice for yourself?"

"Yes, you think this plant looks like the other party or can represent the other party."

He glanced at Pei Tingsong, who also tilted his head to look at him. A plant quickly popped up in Fang Juexia's mind, "Well ... although Pei Tingsong has a nickname, called the vine." He couldn't help laughing when he said that.

The host was puzzled: "Vine?"

Fang Jue Xia Bi laughed, "Because Pei Tingsong's pinyin first letter is pts, and then the input method Lenovo spelling will appear similar to the word vine, so everyone calls him."

Pei Tingsong immediately looked at the camera, "Did you see it? We all know what you usually say. Don't say bad things about me, I'll pick your network cable plug along the network cable."

He ridiculed Fang Juexia even more that he wanted to laugh, but he still remembered the question he didn't answer, so he worked hard to be true, "Well, if you want to choose a representative plant, I think he is more like a cactus."

Pei Tingsong listened and flung him with the long tail of the little dinosaur pillow. Fang Juexia immediately pointed to Pei Tingsong, "It looks like this now, very much like it."

The host laughed, "So Ju Xia thinks it's very difficult to say that listening to Song like a cactus has many thorns?"

Fang Juexia ignored Pei Tingsong's tail attack and nodded, "Uh."

"Are you still?" Although Pei Tingsong pretended to be fierce, his voice was small.

"But," Fang Juexia grabbed the dinosaur's small tail with a frank and serious expression. "The cactus looks like it has a lot of hard thorns on the outside, but in fact it is very soft inside. Can you imagine that its water content is 85% to 90%. Because of the harsh growth environment, it absorbs and stores water all the time, and is a plant that is working hard to survive. "

Hearing this sentence, Pei listened to the hand and forgot to pull the doll's tail back.

"This is also very similar." Fang Juexia released her hand and smiled at the camera.

"It turned out to be very meaningful." The host looked at Pei Tingsong with a smile, "What kind of plant does Jusong feel like Xia Xia?"

Pei Tingsong leaned back on the sofa and started pulling the thorns on the back of the dinosaur. "I used to think he was more like cherry blossoms or something, you know," he looked sideways at Fang Juexia, and he put his hands on his face to do Out of the way, "This face looks good, right."

Fang Juexia was a little embarrassed, let go of the hand holding the small tail of the dinosaur, and tilted his head away from him.

The host nodded and couldn't hide the smile on his face. "It's a bit of that feeling."

"But now I don't think so anymore." Pei Tingsong started tossing the tail of the little dinosaur again. "I think it is white eustoma."

To be so specific, Fang Juexia was curious, "Why?"

Pei Tingsong flicked him with a small tail and raised his eyebrows, "I won't tell you."

Fang Juexia nodded, then slowly applauded. Pei Tingsong felt funny, and he clapped together, and replaced it with a clatter, "Okay, the last question, complete!"

"Everyone has worked hard." Fang Juexia stood up and bowed to the staff.

At the end of the interview, they changed the sponsor's clothes and prepared to leave.

In the locker room, Fang Juexia took off his sweater and the sparks crackled. He remembered something, reached into the pocket on the front of his shirt, took out the poem-written note, hesitated for a second without looking at it again, folded the paper and put it in the pocket of the down jacket.

Leaving from the shooting location, they went straight to the company. On the way, Cheng Qiang exaggerated the performance of the two of them. He was so embarrassed that Fang Juexia was embarrassed, and he began to stop talking. He listened to Pei Tingsong and Cheng Qiang silently, and they took the conversation one by one.

"If the sales volume is picked up this time, your future fashion resources will be opened." Cheng Qiang smiled on his face. "Yesterday Xiao Miao and Ling Yi's variety show ratings were suddenly raised, and Lu Yuan received him. The most wanted dance variety, Zi Yan was invited to co-operate with feat, and he is still talking about it. Everyone is step by step formal. "

"The eldest son of Brother Qiang finally paid off." Pei Tingsong smiled and said, "Except for both of us."

Fang Juexia also laughed, but who knew Cheng Qiang said, "You two? Don't mention, the resources that come now are from you, a lot of them, you are all required to be fit."

The two glanced at each other at the same time, and were a little embarrassed because of this tacit understanding, while looking away. It seems that they are getting a lot closer when they shoot magazines, but if they leave that situation, they still can't seem to interact naturally like ordinary teammates.

Pei Tingsong's child's heart is up again, "I'm not in the hip-hop category."

"Hip-hop class is temporarily not available." Cheng Qiang turned the steering wheel. "We have gone through it again, there is no particularly good, you can wait again. When you go back, you can also take a look. The one that suits you and the program quality and team itself. That ’s good, otherwise you will work so hard, and you will not get a reciprocal return in the end, which is too wasteful. "

Cheng Qiang is a good agent who is worried about his artists, which is clear to Fang Jue early in the summer. In fact, he didn't expect much from variety shows and reality shows. He didn't like it very much. Coupled with his quiet personality, he wasn't the kind of talent with the stalks and laughs that reality shows needed. Moreover, he also doesn't like the exaggerated way of eyeballing in reality shows.

But he also knows that variety shows are an indispensable part of maintaining exposure and increasing nationality.

Cheng Qiang concentrated on driving and stopped talking. Fang Juexia took out his mobile phone to deal with unread messages. Suddenly thinking of the last question in the interview, he opened the webpage and searched for eustoma.

Isn't this the white flower that Pei listened to when he was shooting?

Once connected, the strange emotions at the time of shooting resurrected.

As soon as Pei Tingsong put on the headphones, the phone vibrated. Click to open, it turned out to be Fang Juexia who never took the initiative to send him a message.

[Nothing but beauty: why is the eustoma? ]

It's strange to be persistent.

Pei Tingsong unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, and Ming and Fang Juexia were sitting in a row, they had to turn their backs and type against him. A tall one-and-a-eight-meter tall sideways in the back seat of the car, looking weird and funny.

Fang Juexia also felt inexplicable, but he was almost used to Pei Tingsong's deceptive behavior. He looked at the night scene outside the window as usual, and the small clock in his heart ticked away. After 4 minutes and 50 seconds, the phone vibrated.

[kaleido Pei Tingsong: [cactus expression]]

puff.

Why did you post this for a long time?

But after a while, another message popped up in the message box.

[kaleido Pei Ting Song: Eustoma grandiflorum actually has another name, called prairie gentian, the original native place is limestone. Don't you think it's wonderful? Obviously it is a delicate and fragile flower, but in fact it has the courage of a dragon and grows among the rocks. ]

After that, he also sent a small dinosaur expression pack.

Gentian.

Flowers blooming among the rocks.

The top of the dialog box shows that input is in progress, but it disappears after a while, and then it is input again.

Fang Juexia's eyes couldn't help but stare at the changed line until the dialog box popped up again with new content.

[kaleido Pei Tingsong: Anyway, a bit like you. ]

[kaleido Pei Ting Song: If you do n’t feel like it, I ’m talking nonsense. ]

"Here it is!" Cheng Qiang reversed, "Get dressed and get off the car, hurry up." He glanced back at the rearview mirror, "Hey? You two are not sleeping."

Fang Juexia's thoughts were interrupted unexpectedly, he held the phone tightly, "No ..."

"Then get off quickly, wait for us."

At the urging of Cheng Qiang, Fang Juexia had to quickly put on his coat and opened the door.

Seeing him move so quickly, Pei Tingsong felt uncomfortable.

He finally glanced at the words he sent out, threw the phone in his pocket, closed the door with a black face, Diao Erlang walked at the end, and complained to Cheng Qiang in his mouth, "What is the hurry, hurry to cast triplets . "

After returning to the company, it was too late to take a break, and they were called to participate in the screening of the first round of demo songs with other members. As soon as everyone got together, the atmosphere became noisy and noisy. Ling Yi pulled Fang Juexia to give him his new snacks.

But his feelings were still in the car, where he was still holding the phone and watching the message Pei Tingsong sent him.

Eustoma.

He couldn't say what kind of emotion he is now, perhaps because his impression that Pei Tingsong always faces him with a hostile attitude, so he will also subconsciously avoid.

But he started to praise him now, yes, that should be regarded as a compliment.

This made Fang Juexia very uncomfortable. This person Pei Tingsong was irregular and made him unable to find a way to deal with him.

But a slight sense of pleasure rose in his heart. Fang Juexia is not a person who desperately expects to be praised. On the contrary, most of the external evaluations of him can not affect his judgment on himself. He clearly knows who he is and what he wants to do. His inner world is stable and self-consistent.

So when his mood was influenced by Pei Tingsong's simple words, Fang Juexia felt incredible.

"Is it all here?" Chen Zhengyun sat down, "So let's start."

In addition to the demo provided by He Ziyan, the tunes delivered in the first round were also screened by the company. There are many aspects to consider in the selection of an album: the degree of matching with the concept of the album, the diversity and consistency of the style, and the balance of dance music and lyric music.

Fang Juexia was hesitant. He had only his own lyric, but he was not sure whether it met the concept of the new college. After all, it was the first attempt to compose music. Unlike the strong singing and dancing, he was not completely sure. Since the demo, he has been carrying a USB flash drive. He wanted to discuss with the boss or composer in private and listen to suggestions, but he did not expect to add so many trips later. The plan was disrupted and the selection of songs began in a flash.

The meeting was held for three hours, because the players who had their respective journeys gathered together. Although it was hard, everyone was happy for the new college. This is their first album devoted to production, and it is of great significance.

Pei Tingsong made up for the gap in the shooting of the magazine, and the meeting was quite sober. He glanced at Fang Juexia, but he found that he was distracted, which was abnormal. According to the usual situation, Fang Juexia should be the most serious.

strange.

The more weird he is, the more he wants to observe.

The boss has heard a few pieces of music, "These capitals are good, there are no highlights in the second and third demo compositions, and it is estimated that it is difficult to save the arranger. Pass it away first, and put the rest to the second round. Non-primary will also be promoted well, everyone can rest assured. Xiao Cheng, is there any more? "

"There is one more in the first wave of selections."

"What style?"

"R & B Lyrics." Cheng Qiang said, "This composer is quite powerful and has written a few hot osts."

Pei Tingsong found that Fang Juexia's fingers seemed to pinch a small square metal product. He leaned forward, a clear signal of action.

"For this one specializing in electronic and dance music, the lyrics must be controlled in one or two songs. It can't be too much."

Fang Juexia's hands clenched and retracted.

Pei Tingsong sharply captured this action. He turned his pen, his eyes still falling on Fang Juexia.

The meeting didn't end until 1 a.m., everyone's energy reached the limit, and took a nanny car back to the dormitory to rest. Ling Yi, who is usually the most energetic, also asked two sentences this time about what happened when they were shooting magazines and fell asleep. Since Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong started to operate CP, the two have even placed the nanny car together to ensure the appearance of the daily live broadcast.

After arriving at the dormitory, Cheng Qiang woke up the members who were awake and sleeping soundly, just like waking up a litter of puppies. Of course, there was a wolf pup.

"……Arrived?"

"So fast ~"

"Ah, my neck hurts ..."

"Where am I? Where is this ..."

Everyone got off the bus one after another. Fang Juexia got up first and walked out of the car with her coat. Pei Tingsong is also ready to go out, inadvertently glimpsing a metal U disk left on the seat next to him.

There are only two bathrooms in the group accommodation, which is not convenient. Fang Juexia took the time to take a shower and found Pei Tingsong sitting alone in the living room when he came out.

Is he going to take a shower?

Fang Juexia thought about it, and finally didn't ask for the exit. He wiped his hair with a towel and prepared to return to the room. But when he just put his hand on the door handle of the room, one palm pressed against his door panel. Fang Juexia turned around and found that Pei Tingsong had trapped him from behind.

"What's wrong?" He said flatly.

Pei Tingsong extended his right hand, a U disk wobbled and hung in front of his eyes, "You have fallen."

Fang Juexia's eyes changed slightly, and he said something thankfully and wanted to catch it, but Pei Tingsong took a quicker step, took the U disk back into his palm, and smiled, "Want? Please me."

They have broken through the safety distance.

Fang Juexia looked up at him with her hair wet, her familiar eyes reappeared, "Don't want it, take it away."

Sure enough, Pei Tingsong is still the devil who fears that the world will not be chaotic. He thought too much about himself, and was confused by the clever words in his interview.

Pei Tingsong was suddenly excited, because this was the first time that Fang Juexia had shown his strong side in front of him. He is brave and arrogant.

"What are you afraid of?" Pei Tingsong hooked the corner of his mouth and deliberately lowered his voice. "Isn't it just a tune?" During the talk, the fragrance of the shower gel was filled with a clean smell.

Fang Juexia frowned, "How do you know?"

"It's not difficult to guess. You held it when you held the meeting and hesitated for so long." Pei Tingsong continued to guess. "Not only the demo, I guess it should be the first lyric."

Fang Juexia felt irritated and funny. Every time he lost his confidence, he fell into his hands. What kind of sin is it. Sure enough, he still couldn't cope with Pei Tingsong.

In the confrontation between the two, the voice of Ling Yi came from the main guard, "Jue Xia! I forgot to take my pajamas, just help me get it in my bed!"

"Write whatever you like, listen to it if you want to listen, and pay me back after listening." Fang Juexia turned to open the door of the room, and did not continue to entangle with him. Anyway, Pei Tingsong just listened to it, and then ridiculed a few words, without much loss.

With a bang. Pei Tingsong was so rejected. He had thought that Fang Juexia would just give him a soft talk and he would immediately return him. Who knew that would happen. Staring at the door panel, Pei Tingsong was puzzled by his sudden rollover.

This is really a branch with very high root hardness.

This is not eustoma grandiflorum, it is prairie gentian.

No, glacier gentian.

After gaining the record of repeatedly hitting the wall, Pei Tingsong still did not give up the confidence to continue to touch, but instead wanted to find out exactly what temper Fang Jue Xia was.

His curiosity grew more and more in the approaching relationship.

After helping Ling Yi, Fang Juexia sat at the desk and opened the Sudoku book. He did two consecutive books, but his mood was not as fast as he had imagined. Fang Juexia rarely appears to be unable to regain his emotions, he does not know what he is angry, why can't he calm down for so long.

He sensed that he had changed. It is like a steady state that has been broken out of balance. The entropy value is constantly increasing and it starts to become random. Fang Juexia doesn't like this, he doesn't like randomness, he likes stable himself.

He thought about the reason, and checked them one by one, leaving only the last one-he mistakenly thought that the relationship between Pei Tingsong and him had broken the ice, which was not the case.

Immersed in my thoughts, the pen nib penetrates the ink in the space where the numbers should be filled. Black continues to stretch along the trajectory of the fiber until the WeChat prompt sounds.

[kaleido Pei Ting Song: Share the video. ]

Fang Juexia felt strange, and when he clicked to open it, it turned out that he was the one who took part in the location shooting during the day. It's just that this is obviously recorded on the phone, not the official shooting angle.

In the video, he originally lay quietly on the snow to shoot close-ups. After Lin Mo shouted ok and took the camera away for some distance, he immediately sat up and shook the snow on his head. Snow fell from the fluffy hair. The person in the picture has a red nose tip, holding his hands in front of him to warm up and smile brightly.

When Fang Juexia heard something outside, it was not very clear, so he came close to his ear.

"Frozen silly."

It was Pei Tingsong's voice, very soft, and he was talking to himself when he took a candid shot.

"Laugh like this."

He quit that video, and also quit WeChat, swiping all the apps up and out of the background, quickly turning off the table lamp and going to bed.

After ten minutes, yes, the small clock in his heart told him that it was ten minutes, and Fang Juexia turned on the phone again.

A bunch of white cold light quietly opened the dark space, and his chest also opened a small slit, revealing the moving heart inside.

Across the wall, Pei Tingsong lay on the bed and turned back and forth, waiting and waiting, when his favorite books became dull, he waited for a message.

[Nothing but beauty: please suggest me after listening. ]

He couldn't help laughing, and silently read the seven words from this little ice cube.

How could this man be so tough, he could even imagine Fang Juexia's expression.

Ready to reply, another message came from that end.

[Nothing but beauty: no more candid photos of me. ]

Pei Tingsong snapped a book that could not be turned, and laid his head back on the bed, opened the video transmitted in the dialog box again, re-read it, and smiled back.

[kaleido Pei Tingsong: [cactus expression]]

The author has something to say: Little Dinosaur Doll: Please answer the question well, I will be broken by you! I hate these greasy little lovers the most!