Fanservice Paradox

"It's over, my car didn't come." Pei Tingsong was still an abc who grew up abroad, and whenever he was in a hurry, words starting with f would come out. Fang Juexia turned a deaf ear and silently washed the dishes.

"Do you have a car?" Pei Tingsong walked over while putting on his hat. He was still wearing yesterday's gray-purple sweater.

Fang Juexia shook off the water on his hand, "Yes." Although it is not a good car, it can also be used for transportation, but he does not intend to help, "You can call a car."

Pei Tingsong raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's very difficult to call now."

"But I'm going to the company later."

"By the way, give it to me first." Pei Tingsong dragged him to the entrance, quickly took off Jue Xia's white down jacket from the hanger above the entrance, wrapped it around him, and zipped it up quickly, " quick."

This person is simply... Fang Juexia doesn't know how to describe it.

He was different from everyone I'd seen before.

The results are obvious.Fang Juexia parked the car outside the gate of University P, where people were coming and going, and lowered the brim of his hat.The co-pilot was soundly asleep, and when Fang Juexia woke him up, he frowned and even pulled down his wool cap to try to cover his eyes.

Fang Juexia sighed, and said abruptly, "Roll roll."

Pei Tingsong woke up suddenly, pushed his hat up and turned to stare at him for three seconds.Fang Juexia opened the car door, "Get out of the car."

"So fast?"

It wasn't fast at all. We passed six traffic lights in the middle of 23 minutes, and four of them had to wait for more than 40 seconds. Fortunately, the traffic jam was not too severe.

Pei Tingsong adjusted his hat in the rearview mirror, got out of the car and closed the door.Fang Juexia, who tilted his head and rushed into the car, waved, "Thank you."

Fang Juexia nodded, watching Pei Tingsong trot into the campus with the flow of people carrying his schoolbag on his back.The phone rang, it was a message from my mother.

[Juexia, mom was watching the show at home and found that you were not there in the last episode, are you sick? ]

Only then did Fang Juexia realize that he forgot to tell his mother that there were too many recent facts, and he didn't expect that even the recorded episode was completely cut.

[No, I'm in good health, but I don't really want to record that program so I left, don't worry, Mom.Call you tonight. ]

After editing and sending it out, Fang Juexia was about to start the car and leave.But when he lowered his head, he found a card on the co-pilot with a matte black card sleeve on it.He turned the card over, and there was indeed a photo of Pei Tingsong on it.

Even the photos on the campus card reveal the arrogance of a demon king in the world.

He wanted to send Pei Tingsong a message to tell him, but found that he didn't have Pei Tingsong's contact information at all.

It's just a campus card, at worst, go back to the dormitory and put it on the desk for him.

Fang Juexia pinched this small card, stared at the youngest with a bright smile on it, and thought of how she lost her campus card when she went to school.

You don't have a card for meals, you can't go to the library, and some classrooms have to swipe your card.

Ugh.

Fang Juexia finally put the card in his pocket and untied his seat belt and got out of the car. Fortunately, he had a good memory. During breakfast, Pei Tingsong was talking to himself while holding his mobile phone timetable to confirm the building number.The campus was bustling with people. He put on his mask and lowered the brim of his hat, but because he was not familiar with the environment here, he walked for a while according to the map and couldn't find the building he mentioned.

Still have to ask someone.

He had already been noticed by many girls just for such a short distance. Fang Juexia didn't want to expose himself. Looking around, he suddenly found a very tall boy in front of him. His back looked quite reliable.He walked over quickly and lowered the mask a little.

"Excuse me, I want to ask..."

The moment the other party turned his face away, Fang Juexia was startled.

Isn't this... the actor Zhou Ziheng who recorded "Escape from the Sky" with his senior?

Even though he was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, Fang Juexia saw through him at a glance. Only then did he realize that Zhou Ziheng was indeed studying at P University.He felt that it was impolite for him to stop like this, so he cleared his throat and finished the question.

"Actually, it's next to it. After you turn right, go through that path, the gray building." Zhou Ziheng pointed with his finger, "It's very close."

"Thank you." Fang Juexia bowed, "Thank you senior."

Who knew that the eyes of this well-known top-ranking actor were actually glowing, "Sure enough! I said, why are you so familiar? Are you from Kaleido? Why are you here?"

"Yes, Fang Juexia." He raised his head, and the wind blew away the hair on his forehead that was suppressed by the brim of the hat, revealing the red birthmark at the corner of his eye, "I... came to deliver something to the youngest member of our group."

"Oh, I know, Pei Tingsong, right? He's quite famous in school." Zhou Ziheng was satisfied with his memory, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder like a senior, "I like your songs very much. See you when I have a chance. I have to go to the laboratory first."

Watching the seniors in the entertainment industry leave, Fang Juexia felt a little unbelievable. It turned out that this actor who usually seemed to have a strong aura turned out to be such a friendly personality.

According to the instructions, he found the teaching building where Pei Tingsong was in class.

"422..." Fang Juexia silently read the house number and entered the elevator.But he soon regretted the decision.The elevator has a small space and there are mirrors on all sides. He can clearly feel the girls around him looking at him, especially the one standing obliquely in front of him and rushing into the elevator.Fang Juexia lowered the brim of her hat as much as possible to cover the birthmark, then lowered her head and stared at her sneakers.

"Hello..." A girl's hesitant voice sounded, "Are you Fang Juexia?"

Sure enough, it was still recognized.Fang Juexia raised her head and smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.The other party felt that he had acquiesced, so her tone jumped with joy, and she even started to stutter, "Oh my god, my god, I like you so much!" She seemed to think of something, her eyes lit up, "Brother Jue Xia Did you come to find Pei Tingsong! I, I took the same course as him! It's today's class!"

Fang Juexia glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the elevator, turned his gaze back to the girl, and said objectively, "Then you are already late."

"Sure enough!" The girl became even more emotional, "You're here to find Xiao Pei! Oh my God, I saw it was three o'clock in the morning on the hot search yesterday, it's so real..." She covered her mouth as if afraid It made some noise, like a strange little animal.

What's so true.

Fang Juexia was at a loss.

Pei Tingsong was sitting near the window as soon as he entered the door, and was listening to the class. Suddenly there was a sound at the door, and a late girl came in tiptoeing.There were not many people taking this course, and the seats were oversupplied. As soon as the girl came in, she sat in the front seat of Pei Tingsong.

Glancing at it, he continued his lecture.

"The reasoning form of 'The Ship of Theseus' is similar to that of typical chain paradoxes, but the substance is different: the predicates used in the latter are initial logical predicates, and they are typical fuzzy predicates..."

The professor mentioned the Ship of Theseus on the podium, and Pei Tingsong stopped turning the pen in his hand, lost in thought.It seemed that now he was the big ship that was constantly being dismantled for parts, and everyone was always forcing him to replace new parts.

After replacing every deck and every part, is he still him?

How to preserve your true self.

Just as he was wandering, the girl in the front seat suddenly turned around and put a card on his desk. It was clearly his campus card.

Pei Tingsong was taken aback, wondering if she had picked it up somewhere, so she thanked her softly and took the card back.

"It's not me." The girl lowered her voice, "Someone asked me to pass it on to you, and told me not to tell you who he is."

In this way, Pei Tingsong naturally wanted to ask, "Who?"

"Brother Juexia," the girl's expression suddenly became agitated, "he just left."

Fang Juexia?

He subconsciously looked out the window, but in fact he didn't expect to see anything, so Pei Tingsong didn't know his motive for doing so.But he saw it, the figure wrapped in a snow-white down jacket was downstairs, and a pair of slender legs walked out of sight step by step along the path.

Pei Tingsong rested his chin, and tapped his right index finger on the campus card.

This was indeed beyond his expectation.Unexpectedly, Fang Juexia would make a trip for him.Obviously, during the live broadcast last night, I felt that the shell on this person's body softened a little, but after one night, it seemed that he had returned to his cold appearance.

But then again, why didn't he send WeChat directly?

Only then did Pei Tingsong remember that he didn't even have this person's contact information, not a single one.

He Ziyan's cell phone rang when he returned to the dormitory.

[Xiao Pei: Brother Yan, please push Fang Juexia's WeChat to me. ]

Pei Tingsong was holding the phone, and he seemed to be unable to concentrate at this moment, who had always been listening carefully. He waited for a while before he received He Ziyan's reply.

[Brother Ziyan: What?Open for business? ]

[Brother Ziyan: There is him in the Kaledo group chat, silly brother. ]

[Brother Ziyan: Non-differentiableLife personal business card]

Pei Tingsong frowned. What kind of WeChat name is this? It can't guide people's lives?

Anyway, he clicked on Fang Juexia's WeChat.His avatar looked a little strange at first glance, but when he clicked on it, he found that it was an unfilled Sudoku array.She obviously had a pretty face that was coveted by others, but her inner core was extremely dull.

Sure enough, this Fang Juexia didn't match up with him anywhere.

Although he was still complaining in his heart, Pei Tingsong still sent a friend request.During the break after class, he didn't get enough sleep and lay down on the table to catch up on sleep, but as soon as he lay down on his arm, he smelled the cold fragrance from yesterday's bed, which brought him back to the night of insomnia.

It's really stubborn, just like its owner.

Pei Tingsong raised his head suddenly, scaring the boy sitting next to him. He thought he was going out, so he was about to get up to make way for him, but Pei Tingsong stretched out his hand and pulled him back.

"Student, let me ask you a question."

The boy at the same table was a little flattered. After all, this person is an idol, and he is a gifted student who won the highest level of scholarship without much study. The professors praised him for his talent, and he has always been a loner. Thinking of asking him for advice.He cleared his throat, fully prepared for the sudden knowledge investigation and academic discussion, "You, you say."

Who knew that the unconventional top student in front of him suddenly stretched his arm in front of his nose, with an expression like a magic stick, "Do you smell something?"

"Huh?" The boy was dumbfounded.

"Smell." Pei Tingsong rolled up his sleeves on purpose.

Although the boy didn't know why, he still smelled it honestly, "Well... it's a little bit."

Sure enough, there is still that taste!Pei Tingsong asked again, "Does it smell good?"

The male student didn't know what answer he wanted to hear, so he could only honestly say, "It smells good..."

"What smells so good!" Pei Tingsong suddenly lost his temper, retracted his arms and smelled it himself, and said to himself, "What's so good about it? Why does it smell so good?"

The male student was puzzled and was still wondering what happened, when the other party stretched out his hand again, "Smell it again."

This time he must know the correct answer.

He pretended to be very serious, and after smelling it once, he said against his will, "Well, it doesn't smell good, it smells bad."

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong withdrew his hand again and frowned, "Who do you think smells bad?"

Boy: ? ? ?

He stared blankly at Pei Tingsong sniffing his arms and neckline again and again, muttering to himself, not knowing how he should feel.The class bell rang again, and the poor temporary deskmate finally got redemption from this quagmire of dilemma.

Sure enough, there is a wall between geniuses and ordinary humans.

It was already noon when Fang Juexia finished his dance practice, and only then did he discover the friend application on WeChat.

The WeChat name is Resister, and there is no addition request note.

The moment he saw the name, he instinctively told Fang Juexia that this was Pei Tingsong, and the message from He Ziyan confirmed his thinking.He agreed to the friend request, and was a teammate anyway.Fang Juexia has a rigorous personality, and changed the remarks immediately after adding it.In order to facilitate retrieval, he uses the same format.

After a while, the newly added friend sent a message.

[kaleido Pei Tingsong: I didn't even notice that the card was lost, thx]

This thank you is completely American style of Pei Tingsong, but Fang Juexia doesn't want to admit it.To his surprise, his behavior seemed to be predicted by Pei Tingsong, and just as he was about to type to deny it, he received a photo from the other party, which was a snapshot of his back from the window.

Pei Tingsong looked at the reminder that the typing was paused on the other end, and felt proud.When I left the classroom, there were two girls who were eating hot-searched melons.

"Ah, it's really sweet, what kind of fairy trick is a candy paper kiss!"

"Does this mean that I want to eat enough dog food to live a good year? Ah, how can it sound so real..."

Eat melons and eat melons.

The phone vibrated, and Pei Tingsong took it out to open the lock screen, a smile subconsciously aroused.

[Nothing but pretty: You're welcome. ]

But seeing the next item that popped up in the dialog box, the smile on his face gradually froze again.

[Nothing but pretty: as if I were paying my debts. ]

The author has something to say: The Ship of Theseus: One of the Oldest Thought Experiments.In the 1st century AD Plutarch posed a question: If the wood on Theseus' ship was gradually replaced until all the wood was not the original wood, would the ship still be the same ship?Later, the Ship of Theseus evolved into a classic paradox of identity.There will be an expansion of this paradox in the following sections.

Non-differentiableLife: Non-differentiable life.Juexia will explain why she chose this name later.

Resister: Resister

thx: abbreviation for thanks

My demining is getting longer and longer hhh

Readers who have read my other articles before should know that I am a very, very protective author. I can't accept unreasonable scolding of characters, so I try my best to write demining as specifically as possible, so as to avoid readers getting in by mistake.I also clearly wrote in the copy that Pei Tingsong is a 19-year-old boy, very rebellious and a bit arrogant.But he is also very kind-hearted. He was born in a golden spoon, but he has no temper as a young master. Instead, he dared to resist his family and pursue his dream.If you like a mature, steady, low-key and reticent Gong, Xiao Pei is obviously not, and it is impossible to be.So if you don’t like this type, you can quit directly, but please don’t scold the character~ Compassionate~

I like to write growing characters, so that everyone will have a sense of participation in witnessing their changes after reading the article, so the initial character design will not be perfect.This is also the case, Xiao Pei and Jue Xia will influence each other and accompany each other to grow up at the best age.

Bow with the ignorant vine (press the head), thank you for your tolerance~