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He didn't even need to come up with a script to scare people. Fang Juexia couldn't help but be envious.

"You! Who are you? "

"Can't tell?" His voice sounded even more nonchalant in the questioning. Fang Juexia felt the hand on his shoulder shake slightly. His fingertips tapped on his shoulder. "I'm Pei Tingsong."

The other party's voice suddenly stopped. "Pei …"

"Yes, I'm the Pei Tingsong who killed a bunch of trash like you last time. I heard that you wanted to find someone to ban me last time? Did you succeed? " Pei Tingsong pressed his hand on the table behind him and sat on it. "It seems that they didn't dare to cut me out in the end."

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

The other party felt a lump in his throat. He knew that he couldn't afford to offend this guy, so he didn't want to deal with him. "Pass the phone to Fang Juexia. I have something important to discuss with him."

"Your important matter is the unspoken rules of young male artists? Your company's benefits are pretty good. "

He actually knew. Fang Juexia frowned.

Pei Tingsong had a straightforward personality. After working together for two years, he knew this very well. Even so, he was still poked by the words "unspoken rules". He tried to escape from the leisurely hand and put an overly intimate distance between them.

However, Pei Tingsong managed to grab hold of his wrist the moment his shoulder left his grasp. He still maintained his half-bowed posture of making a phone call. He only raised his eyes slightly and met Fang Juexia's gaze with his sharp eyes. Then he continued his previous conversation. "I just want to do the news. There's ready-made news waiting for me to expose it, right?"

Fang Juexia didn't know who he was talking to. He only felt like his wrist was full of thorns.

"What does it have to do with you?"

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

"Of course it does."

His wrist was held even tighter.

Pei Tingsong stretched his long legs. "Didn't you see the trending searches? The company wants us to be a couple, so before the end of business … "He faced Fang Juexia and smiled like a naughty child." Everything about him is bound to me. "

"His reputation is related to mine. His private life affects my private life in the eyes of the public. Once we become a community of interests, these things will be equated in the eyes of others."

His tone was full of ridicule. "Do I look like someone who would be kept by you?"

The voice on the other end of the phone went from being agitated and angry at the beginning to completely choke up and unable to make a sound. In this circle, some people were famous, some had money, and some had means. But no matter what, they all had one thing in common: they accepted and generally followed the rules of this circle. However, Pei Tingsong was a freak who liked to foul, yet he had a strong backing behind him. This made him not only stupid, but also not easy to deal with.

Hearing no response from the other end, Pei Tingsong pursed his lips. "Goodbye then, Assistant Director Yang."

After saying that, his tone quickly became cold again.

"Be honest and stop dreaming."

Pei Tingsong raised his hand to his ear to end the call and took off his earpiece. He raised his chin and stared at Fang Juexia without saying a word. Although he did not speak, his raised eyebrows were too obvious. He was waiting for Fang Juexia to speak first.

Fang Juexia knew that he should say something at this time, but he looked down at Pei Tingsong's hand and had no intention of letting go. Pei Tingsong saw him like this and the corners of his mouth curled up again. His slender fingers played with his earpiece.

"Thank you."

Pei Tingsong tilted his head and looked at Fang Juexia's evasive gaze. "You don't sound like you're thanking me."

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

He was so serious.

Pei Tingsong nodded lazily. "I don't think it's me."

Fang Juexia looked at him indifferently for a few seconds and then nodded slightly in agreement.

"But I still want to thank you."

Hearing this, Pei Tingsong smiled. Speaking of his facial features, the most unique thing about him was his pair of eyes. When he was not smiling, they were cold and deep, but when he smiled, they immediately turned into two curved, childish smiling eyes. His temperament changed in an instant.

However, Fang Juexia knew that even if he was smiling now, he was just treating him as a joke.

He asked out of pure curiosity, his expression like a student with a strong thirst for knowledge. "Why would someone want to sleep with you? I can't imagine you in bed at all. Do these people have ice or wood fetishes? "

He said it so bluntly that Fang Juexia was not angry. He just said calmly, "Can you let go of Blockhead's hand?"

Only then did Pei Tingsong realize that he was still holding onto his wrist. His bad nature flared up. "I won't."

Just as they were in a stalemate, they heard Cheng Qiang's voice from outside. "Juexia? Xiao Pei? That's strange … "

"Chang Ge told you." Fang Juexia quickly understood the whole story. The other party shrugged and did not deny it. "Why do you care who told me? Anyway, if things continue to develop, the whole company will know sooner or later."

"So what if they know?"

Looking at his fearless expression, Pei Tingsong was amused. "That's true. 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 the door open. "What are you two doing? It took me a while to find you. "

Fang Juexia quietly withdrew his hand and glanced down at his wrist that was red from Pei Tingsong's grip. Pei Tingsong got down from the table with a relaxed expression. "Nothing much. We're just trying to cultivate our relationship in advance."

"That's enough. You haven't cultivated it in two years. You're just pretending." Cheng Qiang noticed the expression on Juexia's face and deliberately asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've settled that matter." Pei Tingsong spoke first. "I'll tell my sister later. If Yang Chenggang doesn't behave, she'll withdraw her investment. With his character, when the show is exposed and the show is boycotted, her money will go down the drain. "

Cheng Qiang nodded. He was willing to tell Pei Tingsong because he was aware of the conflict between him and the assistant director. He knew that Pei Tingsong would definitely take action.

"Then you'll have to thank Xiao Pei properly." He put his arm around Fang Juexia's shoulder and walked towards the conference room. However, Fang Juexia just stiffened and responded in a low voice.

Pei Tingsong walked behind them and looked at Fang Juexia's back. He knew that humans were a complex of contradictions. However, Fang Juexia was probably the strangest contradiction he had ever seen. His appearance was naturally cold, as if he would keep people a thousand miles away no matter what. However, such a person was deeply involved in that kind of rumor.

However, looking at him now, he would rather die than live in dishonor. Pei Tingsong was really curious.

Could it be a post-traumatic stress reaction?

Pei Tingsong didn't like people who relied on selling their bodies to get to where they were, but he had a natural fondness for people with high professional skills. Fang Juexia was such a person. His dancing ability was definitely at the top level in the entire circle, not to mention his natural voice that could crush the music of others. After working together for two years, Pei Tingsong's dislike for him had gradually decreased from the initial peak of the rumors. Now, it was close to indifference.

In addition to indifference, he was also a little curious because Fang Juexia's contradiction was too special.

The second half of the meeting went quickly. Pei Tingsong was so absent-minded that he forgot that his purpose of coming here was to oppose their plan of forming a couple. After a while, the door of the conference room opened and the other four teammates came in.

The boss motioned for everyone to sit down and ordered the assistant to distribute the new project. "Kaleido has only released two albums since its debut. The latest was the mini album released a year ago. In fact, it should have been released long ago. You guys are probably very anxious. "

Chen Zhengyun glanced at them. "We just discussed in the meeting. In order to maximize the recent popularity, the company has decided to release the new album as soon as possible."

Captain Jiang Miao raised a question. "But it takes time to produce an album …"

"That's right." Chen Zhengyun said, "You can't reduce the production time and make a rough album just because it's popular. You guys are idols. Singing and dancing are your calling. At the very least, you can't let others down. In order to balance the production level and time, you need another way to maintain the popularity. Ziyan Jiang Miao, you guys have variety show resources. Lu Yuan's dance program is also recording. Ling Yi has an OST. Juexia is also recording … "

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

Chen Zhengyun's face showed some doubts, but he did not delve into it. He continued, "We'll talk about it later. In short, we're discussing the resources. If the discussion goes well, you can get a flying guest spot on a popular variety show. "After saying that, he motioned to his assistant to distribute another proposal.

Ling Yi, who got the proposal, flipped through it and said in surprise, "There's a group program?!"

"This time, we'll mainly record everyone's real life. Some entertainment segments may be added to avoid the monotonous content." Cheng Qiang explained the details of the group program to everyone in detail. "The format may be to broadcast while recording. There will also be some live broadcasts in between to save time."

Before the meeting ended, Chen Zhengyun stood up. "You're all capable kids. In the past two years, you should know how cruel this industry is. I don't need to say anything more. Everyone knows it in their hearts.

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

When Fang Juexia heard this, he felt like he had returned to the beginning. The stage he had once longed for seemed to be close to him again, even if it was in such an absurd way.

On the day after the meeting ended, the six of them stayed at the company to prepare for the new album.

Today's entertainment industry gave idols a lot of opportunities, but it didn't give idols too many opportunities. The awkward thing was that most of these young people had entered the industry with the dream of singing and dancing, but in the end, they ended up doing various other jobs for various reasons. They suffered all kinds of prejudice in the name of idols, and couldn't really get the stage that idols should have.

They gradually moved away from music and dance, tired of rushing to film sets, big and small, and staying up countless nights in the same recording studios, forgetting their original intention. In the end, they got a hasty conclusion like "insatiable greed" or "don't take on porcelain work if you don't have a diamond." Then, they disappeared in the new wave of beauty.

The chaos of the artist's professional division made too many fresh lives become the residue of the endless operation of the entertainment industry. Day after day, there were always fresh and beautiful victims involved.

"Juexia's dance practice today is too intense." Ling Yi leaned against the wall, panting. He unscrewed the thermos flask with Fatty Big Sea and drank water. "No, I didn't open my voice well today. Cough, cough." He began to be wacky, stretching out his hand with a hoarse voice. "Huohuo, my voice, what's wrong with my voice? I can't be favored anymore … "

He Ziyan, who was helping captain Jiang Miao do sit-ups, freed a hand to cover his mouth. "Go to the cold palace, Ling Fei. Your physical strength is too weak to be favored."

"No, you see, even Brother Yuan can't keep up! They are the main dancers, so there's always a comparison. "Ling Yi used his arm to nudge Pei Tingsong." Isn't that right, Xiao Pei? "

"Yes." Pei Tingsong, who had his hands in the pockets of his sweater, answered perfunctorily, looking at Fang Juexia in front of the mirror from afar.

He felt that this person was full of energy.

That feeling was indescribable. In the world's aesthetic, this person's appearance could almost be described as fragile and soft. But he felt that Fang Juexia was like a thorn.

A stubborn thorn that would never soften.

This was already the second time that the person in front of him had fallen into the mire of unspoken rules. If the first time could barely be counted as a rumor, this time, Pei Tingsong saw it with his own eyes.

What were these people after? Beautiful? Young?

To be honest, he didn't understand.

Pei Tingsong had never been in love before. It wasn't that he was young and blank about relationships, but that he was not interested in dating. As long as he thought that his heart would be tied down by some sticky and trivial thoughts, he felt that it was a waste. Things like feelings, when good, could send people to heaven, when bad, it was worse than hell.

But they probably didn't want to be in love with Fang Juexia. These middle-aged men all had families to feed, so they just wanted to try something new.

That desire for flesh was even more ridiculous. It was hard for him to imagine what it felt like to have thoughts about a man's body. Even though he grew up abroad, he had all kinds of friends around him, and he was also quite supportive of minorities. But he wasn't gay, so he couldn't understand this kind of addiction.

He touched two blind spots in one go. However, Pei Tingsong's way of thinking was different from other people. He couldn't stand the vague appearance, so he had to think.

He tried to find the answer from Fang Juexia.

"Damn, Fang Juexia is crazy. How long has he been practicing? I'm so tired. I'm not going to practice with this crazy practicing demon anymore. "Lu Yuan also came back, panting with her hands on her hips. Jiang Miao smiled as she completed the last sit-up. "Ah, my stomach is so sore …"

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

"It's time." Jiang Miao glanced at her watch and called out to Juexia from afar. Fang Juexia stopped in front of the mirror and panted. "I'll go in a bit."

"Okay." Everyone knew his personality. This guy practiced the hardest in the entire company, and no one could stop him. Ling Yi tugged at Pei Tingsong. "Let's go, Xiao Pei. Today, I'll take you to the countryside to eat in the company cafeteria. Use my card!"

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

They froze on the spot.

No, this guy who used to treat his idol career as a pastime had a change of personality?

Jiang Miao knew how to read his expression and smiled. "Then we'll go first. Don't practice for too long and delay your meal."

When they reached the cafeteria, Ling Yi was still worried. "They won't fight, right?"

"I've been waiting for this fight for too long." He Ziyan's expression was like a Bodhisattva, which was incompatible with his broken eyebrows. Lu Yuan took the opportunity to grab a piece of beef brisket from his plate and stuff it into her mouth. "You don't say. I think I've been brainwashed by those girls on the Internet. Now I feel like they're a perfect match."

Ling Yi used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of shredded potato that was particularly thick. He looked like a big boss who was smoking. "Xiao Fang and Xiao Pei. Every day, they make it seem like they're going to fight at any moment. Do you think those girls will still love them after they see the truth? "

"They will." He Ziyan calmly used his chopsticks to slap away Lu Yuan's evil hand that reached out for the second time.

"Why?" Ling Yi blinked.

"Let's eat." A smile appeared on Jiang Miao's face. "There won't be a fight."

There were only two people left in the practice room. Fang Juexia stopped practicing. Two years of habit had made him automatically avoid Pei Tingsong to avoid causing trouble. He combed his sweaty hair to the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead, and prepared to leave.

Seeing the natural redness at the corner of his eyes, Pei Tingsong suddenly remembered the first time he met him.

As a trainee, he was brought by Cheng Qiang to meet his future teammates. It was also in this practice room. It was also winter. When the door opened, several boys were practicing their debut dance. Everyone turned around when they heard the noise. Only a guy wearing a black baseball cap was still practicing in front of the mirror until Cheng Qiang spoke.

He stopped, panted silently, and turned around. It was very similar to what he was doing now. Beads of sweat trickled down his jawline like a drop of water melting off an icicle on the eaves.

The last person to introduce himself was of course him.

Fang Juexia, who was only 20 years old at the time, took off his cap and combed his wet hair to the back like before, revealing his complete face. A slender, light red birthmark on his fair skin appeared abstract in Pei Tingsong's mind.

Sakura Chuixue. This was the closest image he could think of.

"Hello, I'm Fang Juexia."

[Even the rain doesn't know the spring, Fang Juexia is deep when it's sunny.]

It was a name that belonged to summer, but his whole body was filled with the coldness of winter.

He nodded and replied with a smile, "Pei Tingsong."

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

"I was born on New Year's Eve. The fire in the pot was roaring bamboo, and the New Year's banquet was opened to listen to the song of peppers. My grandfather named me after two words in this poem. "

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

Is that so?

His blurred vision slowly returned to reality. Pei Tingsong stared at Fang Juexia in the mirror.

His gaze fell on the half-rolled up sleeves of his sweater, revealing a white and lean arm. The veins and tendons on his arm moved slightly. The sweaty loose clothes stuck to his body unconsciously, opening and closing with his movements. Following the line down, the ankle and the depression on both sides of his heel were held by the closed trouser legs, rubbing against his snow-white skin.

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

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

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

"I'm looking at what's good about you."