Fanservice Paradox

You don't need to draw a draft to bluff people.Fang Juexia couldn't envy her.

"You! Who are you?"

"Can't you hear it?" The ending sound became more and more casual in the interrogative sentence.Fang Juexia felt the hand swaying slightly, and tapped his shoulder lightly with her fingertips, "I am Pei Tingsong."

The other party's voice froze suddenly, "Pei..."

"Yes, it's Pei Tingsong who killed your trash last time. I heard you wanted someone to block me last time? Did you succeed?" Pei Tingsong put his hands on the table behind him and sat down on the table , "It seems that they didn't dare to cut me in the last broadcast."

Fang Juexia knew where his confidence was, but he didn't expect that this guy would be willing to use it on himself.

The other party felt like a thorn in his throat for a while, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend this kid, so he didn't deal with him, "You give Fang Juexia the phone number, I have business to talk to him about."

"Your main business is unspoken rules for young male artists? Your welfare is pretty good."

He actually knew, Fang Juexia frowned.

Pei Tingsong has a straight-forward personality, and he knows this very well after working with him for two years.But even so, he was hit by the three words of unspoken rules, so he tried to escape from that Youyou Youzai's hand, and put an overly intimate distance.

But Pei Tingsong caught his fleeing wrist the moment his shoulder left the grip.He still maintains the posture of half bowing his head on the phone, just raised his eyes slightly, and his sharp eyes met Juexia's gaze above, and then continued his conversation just now, "I just want to do news, and the ready-made materials are waiting for me to explode, yes Bar."

Fang Juexia didn't know who he was talking about this sentence [is it?], he just felt as if his wrist was full of thorns.

"What the fuck has that got to do with you?"

He was also curious, because it had nothing to do with Pei Tingsong.

"Of course there is."

Wrists are gripped tighter.

Pei Tingsong stretched his long legs, "Didn't you watch the trending search? The company asked us to form a CP, so before the end of business..." He faced Fang Juexia, smiling like a naughty child, "Everything about him is like I'm bound."

"His reputation is related to my reputation, and his private life affects my private life in the eyes of the public. Once it becomes a community of interests, these things will be equated in the eyes of others."

His tone was full of jokes, "Do you think I am someone who will be taken care of by you?"

The voice on the other end of the phone went from agitated and angry at the beginning to completely suffocated in the end, unable to make a sound.In this circle, some people are famous, some have money, and some have means, but no matter what, they all have one thing in common, which is to accept and generally abide by the rules of the game in this circle.But Pei Tingsong is a freak who likes to foul, but he has a strong backing to support his fouls.This makes him not only muddy, but also easy to mess with.

Hearing the silence on the other end, Pei Tingsong curled his lips, "Then goodbye, Deputy Director Yang."

After speaking, his tone quickly cooled down again.

"Be honest and stop dreaming."

Pei Tingsong raised his hand to his ear to hang up the phone and took off the earphones.He raised his chin and stared at Fang Juexia without saying a word. Although he didn't speak, the hint of raising his eyebrows was too obvious, just waiting for him to speak first.

Fang Juexia knew what he should say at this time, but he looked down at Pei Tingsong's hand, and didn't intend to let go at all.Seeing him like this, Pei Tingsong curled up his mouth again, playing with his earphones with his slender fingers.

"Thank you."

Pei Tingsong tilted his head, his eyes followed Fang Juexia's avoiding gaze, "Your tone doesn't seem to thank me much."

Unexpectedly, Fang Juexia suddenly became serious, "I am very grateful. But I don't want anyone to get involved in this kind of thing, especially my teammates."

so serious.

Pei Tingsong nodded lazily, "You especially don't want it to be me."

Fang Juexia looked at him with indifferent eyes for a few seconds, and then nodded slightly, agreeing with this sentence.

"But I thank you anyway."

Hearing this, Pei Tingsong smiled.Speaking of which, the strangest of his facial features is his eyes, which are cold and deep when he is not smiling, but when he smiles, they immediately turn into two childish smiling eyes, and his temperament changes in an instant.

But Fang Juexia knew that even if he was smiling now, he was just having fun with him.

He asked purely out of curiosity, with an expression like a student eager for knowledge, "Why would someone want to fuck you? I can't imagine what you look like in bed at all. Do these people have ice fetishes or wood fetishes?"

He said it so bluntly, Fang Juexia was not angry, but said calmly, "Then can you let go of Mu Mu's hand?"

Only then did Pei Tingsong realize that he was still holding his wrist, and his bad nature flared up again, "I don't."

During the stalemate, they heard Cheng Qiang's voice from outside, "Jue Xia? Xiao Pei? That's weird..."

"Brother Qiang told you." Fang Juexia quickly understood the whole story.The other party shrugged, noncommittal, "You don't care who told me, anyway, if the matter continues to develop, sooner or later everyone in the company will know."

"What if you know?"

Seeing this fearless look, Pei Tingsong found it funny, "Yes, it's not the first time. Then why did you refuse this time? Anyway, before..."

At the same time, Cheng Qiang saw the two people in the conference room through the glass door, he pushed open the door, "What are you two doing? I searched around and found it."

Fang Juexia withdrew his hand calmly, and looked down at the red wrist bones.Pei Tingsong came down from the table with a relaxed face, "There's nothing to do, let's cultivate relationships in advance."

"Come on, I haven't cultivated it for two years, and I'm pretending." Cheng Qiang paid attention to the expression on Juexia's face, and asked deliberately, "What's wrong?"

"I settled that matter." Pei Tingsong took the lead, "I will tell my sister later, if this Yang Chenggang is not honest, he will withdraw the capital directly. With his character, waiting for the show to be exposed and being boycotted, she The money was wasted even more.”

Cheng Qiang nodded. The reason why he was willing to tell Pei Tingsong was because he was aware of the conflict between him and the assistant director before, and he knew that Pei Tingsong's character of not rubbing sand in his eyes would definitely make a move.

"Then you have to thank Xiao Pei very much." He grabbed Fang Juexia's shoulders and walked towards their previous meeting room, but Fang Juexia just stiffened and responded in a low voice.

Pei Tingsong walked behind, looking at Fang Juexia's back.Man is a complex of contradictions, he knows this very well.But Fang Juexia is probably a strange contradiction he has seen.There is a natural sense of coldness on the outside, as if he refuses to be thousands of miles away at all times, but such a person is deeply involved in that kind of rumors.

But looking at him now, Pei Tingsong is really curious about his appearance that he would rather be broken than broken.

Could it be post-traumatic stress?

Although Pei Tingsong doesn't like people who rely on selling their bodies, he has a natural liking for people with high professional ability. Fang Juexia is such a person. His dancing ability is absolutely top level in the whole circle, not to mention It is said that he is born with a good voice with crushing timbre.After working together for two years, Pei Tingsong's dislike for him has gradually dropped from the peak of the initial rumors, and now it is almost indifferent.

In addition to being indifferent, I was also a little curious, because Fang Juexia was too contradictory.

The process of the second half of the meeting was very fast, Pei Tingsong was absent-minded, and forgot that the purpose of coming here was to oppose the plan of their group CP.After a while, the door of the meeting room opened, and the other four teammates came in one after another.

The boss motioned for everyone to sit down, and ordered the assistant to distribute the new project, "Kaleido has only released two albums since his debut, and the closest one is a mini-album released a year ago. In fact, he should come back a long time ago, and you are probably quite anxious."

Chen Zhengyun glanced over, "Just now we had a meeting to discuss, in order to make the most of the recent popularity, the company decided to produce and release the new album as soon as possible."

Team leader Jiang Miao raised a question, "But making an album takes time..."

"That's right." Chen Zhengyun said, "You can't shorten the production time and shoddyly produce an album to fool fans just because the popularity is rising. You are idols. Singing and dancing is a bounden duty. At least you can't let others down in this regard. You must balance production standards and Time requires another method to maintain popularity. Ziyan Jiangmiao and you guys have variety show resources, Lu Yuan’s dance show is also being recorded, Ling Yi has an OST, and Jue Xia is also recording..."

Cheng Qiang interrupted, "Juexia's program is gone."

Chen Zhengyun showed some doubts on his face, but he didn't delve into it, and continued, "Let's talk about it later. In short, we are talking about resources. If we talk well, we can get flying guests of popular variety shows." After finishing speaking, he motioned his assistant to send another Distribute the plan.

Ling, who got the plan, flipped through it, and said pleasantly, "There is also a group show?!"

"This time we will mainly record everyone's real life, and some entertainment links may be added to avoid single content." Cheng Qiang explained the details of the group comprehensive plan to everyone in detail, "The format may be recording and broadcasting at the same time, and there will also be Intersperse some live broadcasts to save time."

Before the meeting ended, Chen Zhengyun stood up, "You are all capable children. After these two years, you should have understood how cruel this circle is. I don't need to say anything, everyone knows it well."

"I look forward to seeing you shine as idols."

When Fang Juexia heard these words, he suddenly felt that he had returned to the beginning. The stage he had longed for seemed to be approaching him again, even though it was in such an absurd way.

On the day after the meeting, the six of them stayed in the company to practice for the new album.

Today's entertainment industry has given many opportunities to idols, but it has not given too many opportunities to the profession of idols.The embarrassing thing is that most of these young people entered the industry with the dream of singing and dancing, but ended up doing various other jobs for various reasons.He suffered all kinds of prejudice in the name of an idol, and couldn't really get the stage that idols should have.

They gradually distanced themselves from music and dancing, tired of going to large and small studios one by one, and spent countless nights in similar studios, forgetting their original intentions, and finally got the words "greedy" or "don't do porcelain work without diamonds". The scribbled conclusion is hidden in the new wave of beauty.

The confusion of the artist's professional division has made too many fresh lives passively become the residue under the gears of the endlessly operating machine of the entertainment industry. Day after day, there are always fresh and beautiful victims involved.

"Juexia's dance practice is too intense today." Panting, Ling Yi leaned against the wall, unscrewed the thermos bottle soaked in the fat sea, and drank water, "No, I didn't open my voice well today, cough cough." He He started to be funny, stretched out his hand with a hoarse voice, "Huohuo, my throat, what's wrong with my throat? I can no longer be favored..."

He Ziyan, who supported the team Jiang Miao to do sit-ups, freed a hand to cover his mouth, "Enter the cold palace, Concubine Ling, you are too weak to be favored."

"No, you can see that even Brother Yuan can't keep up! They are the lead dancers, so there must be comparisons." Ling Yi took Pei Tingsong with his arm, "That's right, Xiao Pei."

"Hmm." Pei Tingsong, who put his hands in the pockets of his sweater, replied perfunctorily, and looked at Fang Juexia in front of the mirror from afar.

He felt that the man was suffocating.

That kind of feeling is indescribable, obviously in the worldly aesthetics, this person's appearance can almost be covered by fragility and softness.But he felt that Fang Juexia was like a thorn.

A stubborn thorn that never softens.

This is already the second time, the person in front of him is deeply in the quagmire of unspoken rules.If the first time can barely be regarded as a rumor, this time is the failed transaction that Pei Tingsong actually saw.

What are these people planning?pretty?young?

Honestly he doesn't understand.

Pei Tingsong has never been in love, it's not that he is young and has no relationship with him, it's that he is not interested in dating.As long as he thinks that his heart will be tied down by some sticky and trivial thoughts, he feels it is a waste.Feelings can send people to heaven when they are good, but they can go to hell when they are bad.

But they probably don't want to fall in love with Fang Juexia.These middle-aged men all brought their families, and they were just trying something new.

The physical desire was even more absurd, it was hard for him to imagine what it would be like to have thoughts about a man's body.Although he grew up abroad, he has all kinds of friends around him, and he is quite supportive of minority groups.But he is not gay, so he cannot understand this addiction.

Touched two blind spots at once.However, Pei Tingsong's way of thinking was different from others'. He couldn't bear vague appearances, so he had to think.

He tried to find the answer from Fang Juexia.

"I'm going, Fang Juexia is crazy. How long have you been practicing continuously? I'm exhausted, and I will never practice dancing with the practicing madman again." Lu Yuan also came back, panting with his arms crossed.Jiang Miao finished the last sit-up with a smile, "Ah, my stomach is so sore..."

"Let's go eat, I'm so hungry~" Ling Yi grabbed Jiang Miao, "Captain, I want to eat!"

"It's time too." Jiang Miao glanced at his watch and called Jue Xia from afar.Fang Juexia in front of the mirror stopped, panting, "I'll go later."

"Okay." Everyone knows his personality. This guy is the one with the most intense practice in the whole company, and no one can stop him.Ling Yi tugged Pei Tingsong, "Let's go, little Pei, I'll take you to the countryside to eat in the company cafeteria today, and swipe my card!"

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong said uncharacteristically, "Brother Yi, you go first, I'll practice."

Several people froze in place.

No, this guy who completely treats his idol career as a joke has changed his sex?

Jiang Miao looked at him and smiled, "Then let's go first, don't practice for too long and delay eating."

When they all walked to the cafeteria, Ling Yi was still worried, "They won't fight."

"I've been waiting for this one for too long." He Ziyan's expression of a Bodhisattva with open eyes was incompatible with his broken eyebrows.Lu Yuan took the opportunity to snatch the beef brisket from his plate and stuffed it into his mouth, "Don't tell me, I seem to have been brainwashed by those little girls on the Internet, and now I feel that they are an old match."

Ling Yi held an extra-thick shredded potato with his chopsticks, like a big guy smoking a cigarette, "Xiao Fang, and this little Pei, every day, it's as if you can fight in the next second You said that these little girls are from every family, after seeing the truth, will they still love their CP?"

"Yes." He Ziyan calmly patted Lu Yuan's evil hand away with his chopsticks.

"Why?" Ling Yi blinked.

"Let's eat." Jiang Miao's face showed a see-through smile, "I can't fight."

There were only two people left in the practice room, and Fang Juexia stopped practicing dance. The habit of the past two years has made him take the initiative to avoid Pei Tingsong to avoid causing trouble.He pushed back his sweaty hair, exposing his smooth forehead, and prepared to leave.

Seeing the natural blush in the corner of each other's eyes, Pei Tingsong suddenly remembered the first time he saw him.

As an airborne trainee, he was led by Cheng Qiang to meet his future teammates. This is also the practice room, and it is also winter. When the door opened, several boys were practicing the dance of their debut song.Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, only one guy in a black baseball cap was still practicing in front of the mirror until Cheng Qiang spoke.

He stopped, panting silently, and turned around, much like this moment.Beads of sweat trickled down the jawline, like a drop of water melting from the icy edge of the eaves.

Of course he was the last one to introduce himself.

Fang Juexia, who was only 20 years old at the time, took off her hat and pushed her wet hair back as before, revealing her full face.A slender light red birthmark on the fair skin was abstracted in Pei Tingsong's mind.

Sakura blowing snow.This is the most appropriate image he has found.

"Hi, my name is Fang Juexia."

[I don't know the end of spring even when it rains, only when it's sunny can I feel the depth of summer. ]

It is clearly a summer name, but it is full of the coldness of winter.

He nodded and smiled back, "Pei Tingsong."

Ling Yi, who was familiar with him at that time, asked curiously, "What a special name! How did you come up with it?"

"I gave birth on New Year's Eve. I gave birth to a pot of fire and roaring bamboo, and a New Year's Eve banquet to listen to chanting peppers. My grandfather named me after the two words in this poem."

"Wow, it sounds really nice, but you don't look like a child born in winter."

yes.

The vision blurred by the memory gradually returned to the real track, Pei Tingsong stared at Fang Juexia in the mirror.

The continuous line of sight fell on his half-rolled sweater cuffs, and the exposed part of the arm was white and thin.The blood vessels and tendons on the arm were faintly moving.The sweat-soaked loose clothes were unconsciously attached to the body, opening and closing with the movements.Going down the line, the ankle bone and the depression on both sides of the heel are held by the narrowed trouser legs, scraping against the snow-white skin.

For some reason, Pei Tingsong remembered the tactile sensation when he held his wrist.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Juexia noticed his eyes in the mirror, turned around, and looked at him coldly.

Letting go of the subconsciously held hands, Pei Tingsong smiled lazily and looked directly at his face.

"See where you look good."

The author has something to say: the source of the names of the two people:

Pei Tingsong: Raising pots of fire and roaring bamboos, listening to chili peppers at the New Year feast. ——"New Year's Eve" (Song Dai Gu Gu)

Fang Juexia: I don’t know the end of spring even after raining, but I feel Xia Shen when it’s sunny. ——"Happy Sunshine" (Song Fan Chengda)

In fact, these two poems are quite in line with their respective personalities.

[I can't understand Fang Juexia's character at the beginning, please abandon the article directly, don't scold him for buns in the comment area, why not wash it up and send it up to scold him so badly.Fang Juexia is definitely not Baozi's personality, he is a very strong, rational and brave person, please don't use your thoughts after reading the third chapter to maliciously speculate on him.

At this time, Gong and Shou have a bad relationship. There is no need to scold him for disrespecting people. The copywriting is very clear. They started off badly, and Shou ignores him.We may not be intimate with people who have a bad relationship in our lives.If you don't like this opening, you can discard the article

Finally, I will explain the question asked by many people "Why not record?" Do you really think that a little idol can change the fact that he is bullied by capital and background households by recording?Can you really resist?After recording the sound and sending it out, who will bear the consequences, he and his teammates?There is no background and no resources, and then it is frozen by satellite TV and capital together?

The beginning of this article is just a muddleheaded idol, climbing up step by step. If you don’t like this category, you can really discard it, don’t force yourself. 】

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