Those years when I was bullied by the total routine [Transmigration Book]

It's very helpful to be flattered by a superficial touch, Song Qi kept a straight face and didn't say a word.

Pei Ji hesitated to get up from him, and reached out to touch his face, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Song Qi gave him a cold look, but remained silent.

There was no other way, Pei already stretched out his hand to cover Song Qi's eyes, leaned forward embarrassedly, and pressed a kiss on Song Qi's lips.

This time Song Qi was satisfied, "Okay, don't be angry anymore."

Pei Ji hurriedly got up from him, and stretched out his hand to pull Song Qi up from the ground.

"Are you okay?" Pei Ji looked at him worriedly.

"It's okay, just drop it."

Song Qi looked at him with a calm tone: "Can you walk well this time?"

Pei already nodded, and quickly promised, "I will definitely go well."

This time Pei didn't dare to act like a demon anymore, he continued to walk cautiously, holding Song Qi by the hand, for fear that he would fall again and something bad would happen if he fell.

Song Qi followed behind him, letting him lead.

The two walked back slowly, the snowflakes gradually became bigger, white flakes fell from the sky one after another, Pei already quickened his pace.

The figures of the two gradually moved away, and the street returned to tranquility, pitch black, only the dim street lamps were still shining.

The faint orange lights printed on the snow, quiet and peaceful.

A puff of smoke floated from the trash can not far away, and if you look carefully, you can still see the flickering sparks.

After a long time, the open flames were completely extinguished, and a figure emerged from behind the trash can.

Cheng Mingao picked up the cigarette butt that had been extinguished by the snow water long ago and threw it into the trash can.

He took out his phone, and the photo album was full of photos of the two lying on the ground kissing, walking together holding hands, and Song Qi putting Pei Ji's hand in his pocket...

After a while, he locked the screen and turned off his phone, put it back in his pocket, walked around to the other side of the street, and walked back slowly, stepping on the footprints left by Pei Ji just now.

Yi Huaizheng's efficiency was very fast, and the next morning he packed and sent the song made by De Mo to Pei Ji, and he must have hired the production team to work late at night.

Yi Huai is very supportive of their decision. He actually plans to make an album for them. After all, they have debuted for so long, and they don't even have a song or an album, which is too outrageous.

Originally, he planned to start production preparations after the next year, but now that Pei Ji suddenly said that he wanted to write songs by himself, he was also taken aback.

He didn't know that Pei Ji still had the ability to write lyrics and compose music.

However, he saw that Pei was confident and knew that he would not fight unprepared battles, so he let them go.This self-composed song is considered to be a test of the water. If the response is good, he will help them produce some more sound sources in the next year.

If the response to the song is good, then Pei Ji will have another identity in the future-a composer.This will also be very helpful for him in the future.

Unexpectedly, Pei Ji sent de over in two days.

He found the production team overnight, and together they figured out a way to roughly produce it according to Pei Ji's request.

After getting the song file, Pei has called everyone over to listen to it together.

If there is no problem, they will use this song to practice dancing first. After all, time is tight, and some details will be optimized to the production team for modification.

Several heads gathered together, staring at the computer screen.

The song started to play, and several heads shook their heads together.

The lyrics were almost written, and Ding Chuanyan hummed along with the accompaniment.

……

After the song was played, Pei had already closed the computer, "What do you guys think?"

The three heads nodded like pounding garlic.

"...That's okay, that's about it," Pei Ji nodded, "Go to training now. I will also communicate with Brother Yi to follow up on the optimization of the song's details."

After initially solving this problem, several of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"How's the choreography going?" Pei Ji asked Fang Yanxi.

Fang Yanxi is good at dancing, and Pei Ji was busy writing songs two days ago, so I left the choreography to him first.

"Well, I have an idea at first." Fang Yanxi was a little embarrassed, "I just don't know how it will work."

"Then let's go and see the effect first and discuss it."

Carrying the bag, Pei already led them to the practice room.Time is running out, they must hurry up and dance.

It took three days before they came to the door of the practice room.

Passing by the practice room of Horizon and Colorcr, the sound of music and dance practice in their practice room can be heard through the doors and windows.

This also sounded the alarm in their hearts.Everyone is doing their best. They are already far behind others because of their self-composed music. If they don't do their best now, the championship is likely to go to someone else.

Opening the door of the practice room, Pei quickly entered the state.With the music accompaniment just sent, Fang Yanxi stumbled through the choreography.

Pei has asked Ding Chuanyan to help Fang Yanxi record the video so that he can review it to check for leaks.I took a pen and paper and recorded the movements that didn't match the beat of the song.There are also a few strong drum moves that don't have any outstanding memory points, and they need to be changed.

……

After working hard all afternoon, they didn't even dance, they just focused on choreography.

"Practice according to this first, I have something to do." Pei has stood up.The first half of the dance is almost done, and I can basically start practicing.

"Brother Pei, what are you going to do?" Ding Chuanyan asked him.

"Going back to find Song Qi has something to do." Pei Ji coughed.

"Ah," Song Mingfei looked around, and Song Qi, who has always been inseparable from Pei Ji, didn't come today, "Then you go quickly, and Xiao Yan will take us to practice later."

Pei Ji nodded, "Practice hard, I'll come and practice with you later."

As he spoke, he stood up and sent a text message to Song Qi: [What do you eat, I'll bring it back for you. 】Song Qi also replied quickly: 【No, it's fine if you come back. ] Pei has put away his phone and hurried back to the hotel.

It's quite funny to say, yesterday he brought Song Qi into the snow, Song Qi didn't say a word at that time, when he went back, he lifted up his clothes to help Song Qi check, there was a big black bruise on his back, it was obviously painful from falling up.

Immediately, Pei Ji began to blame himself, and Song Qi smiled and said it was all right.

Today Song Qi wanted to come with them to watch them, but Pei Ji refused.He still doesn't know if he has injured his bones. Even if he didn't, it seems that he will have to rest for a day or two before he recovers.

He was always worried, and also worried that no one would give Song Qi medicine and food, so Pei Ji asked for leave and wanted to go back.

When passing by the horizon to the practice room, Cheng Mingao was standing at the door of the practice room smoking a cigarette.

There is no camera at the door of the practice room, Cheng Ming is proud of his mouth.Pei already frowned and quickened his pace.He doesn't smoke himself and hates other people smoking, especially in public places like this.

He thought about Song Qi, he seemed to have never seen Song Qi smoking.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Cheng Mingao extinguished his cigarette.

Pei already ignored him, but he was still in a hurry to go back and give Song Qi some medicine.

Seeing that Pei had ignored him, Cheng Mingao smiled self-deprecatingly.

……

When we arrived at the hotel, Song Qi was lying on the bed, looking bored.

"Hey, you need to lie on your stomach, or your back will hurt." Pei has skillfully pulled out the drawer to get the medicine and cotton swabs.

"Actually, it's nothing serious." Song Qi said vaguely.

In fact, he felt the pain immediately when he fell yesterday.Such a big person lost gravity and fell onto the hard concrete floor, and a person of that size was crushed on him. It was a mistake not to break a bone, but only suffered some skin trauma.

"Lie down," Pei Ji told him, "roll up your clothes."

Song Qi stretched out his hand meekly, and rolled up the sweater, revealing his back.

Pei Ji frowned, staring at his back.

A day passed, and the bruising on his back became more serious, turning into a dark purple, and the scope gradually expanded, looking very oozing.

"I knew I wouldn't have quarreled with you yesterday." Pei already sighed.

He really didn't expect to fall like this, Song Qi hadn't heartlessly joked with him when he came back yesterday, if he hadn't remembered to take a look, maybe Song Qi would have held back and said nothing.

Thinking about it, Pei Ji rubbed the cotton swab dipped in the medicine on Song Qi's back forcefully.

Song Qi who was lying on the bed hissed softly and gasped.

Pei Ji hastened to relax again.

"You are deliberately murdering your husband." Song Qi teased him with pain.

"Hey," Pei Ji couldn't help but blame himself, "stop joking with me."

"Aren't I okay?"

"It's okay if I fall, the rough skin and thick flesh will be fine in two days, you say that if you fall, you will not be able to compete, if you cannot compete, you will not be able to make money, and then you will not be able to support your family..."

"In this way, does it mean that you will suffer more if you fall?"

Pei had been shut up by his fallacious reasoning, and concentrated on giving him medicine.

He just came back from the outside, his hands were still covered with cold air, he accidentally touched the skin on Song Qi's waist, felt the warmth from his skin, and realized the temperature difference between the two of them.

He curled up his hands and breathed a sigh of relief to himself, "Is the ice coming to you?"

"Are you going to train later?" Song Qi asked without end.

Pei Ji hesitated for a moment: "Well... I'm going."

The members are training and he has to go.As the captain of this team, he must set an example.

"But I can stay with you for a while longer." Pei Ji added.

The dance video was recorded, he can watch it in the room for a while, memorize the movements for a while, and he can spend more time with Song Qi.

Hearing this, Song Qi put down his clothes and refused to let Pei Ji give him medicine, turned over and sat on the bed, and directly pulled Pei Ji who was sitting by the bed onto the bed.

"You're quite strong after being injured." Pei already turned his head and stared at Song Qi.

With long arms and long legs, Song Qi directly wrapped Pei Ji into his arms, put his chin on his shoulder, and rubbed against Pei Ji's face like a cat, and said in a tired tone, "Sleep with me for a while, okay?"

I didn't dare to turn over last night, I was throbbing and hurting, and I didn't sleep well.

Pei Ji hesitated for a moment, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and discussed with him politely: "I can only sleep for two hours, no more."

"One hour is enough."

Song Qi lay down on his side, trying not to press on the wound, took Pei Ji's cold hands and covered his stomach.

Lying down and looking at each other face to face, Pei Ji discovered that Song Qi had faint dark circles under his eyes.

But still couldn't stop Song Qi's beautiful eyes, which were deep and black.

"What are you looking at?" Song Qi narrowed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, and firmly pressed his head to his chest with one hand, "Hurry up and sleep."

Feeling the strong vibration of his chest and the warm body temperature, Pei has already closed his eyes.