Fanservice Paradox

Under the guidance of Ling Yi, the camera quickly gave Cheng Qiang a face of "treat the entertainer". He couldn't help crying, and immediately opened the party to the mouth.

After crying on the stage, Ling Yi took the microphone and talked a little, "So, that's what you said."

Everyone laughed again.

After Ling finished speaking, he extended his hand and gave the microphone to Luyuan. Luyuan was a little unexpected. "Can I still speak?"

The host laughed, "Everyone can say, this is not a group award."

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I haven't got a trophy in a long time, so I would like to thank you all. In fact, how did I think I could stand on this stage one day? So maybe this is a dream, no matter what the reality is, As long as you follow your dreams and work hard, you will definitely reach places that are beyond your imagination. "

He gave the microphone to He Ziyan, and the host also mentioned, "Actually, Zi Yan was also shortlisted for the arranger award, right? It's a pity not to win the award."

He Ziyan nodded humbly, "No, no, I am a novice halfway through, and I have been very lucky to be shortlisted. In fact, it is even happier to get the group award than myself." He converged his usual gags and smiled sincerely. "It is my greatest honor to have such a proud family."

Hearing his words, the audience applauded thunderously, and many fans holding the lights shed tears.

"Okay, then congratulations again to Kaleido for winning the best group award of the year!"

The members held hands together and once again bowed deeply to everyone. This scene was filmed by many fans and it was the moment of the six boys' highest light.

They are the people who know them best. The criticism, indifference, and blows from time to time that the six people have suffered all along are not well known, but the fans all remember it in their hearts. They watched Caredo from the small group of people who ridiculed them when they debuted, stepped through the thorns, and walked step by step to the present. They also watched them defeated, climbed up again, covered each other's wounds and continued to fight.

They also know better than anyone, Kaleido deserves the glory of the moment.

Back at the seat, the artist friends all around turned around, applauding and saying hi to them. Fang Juexia had a real sense of winning the trance.

This heavy golden trophy has different meanings for each of them. At least for Jue Xia, this is an open door, the end of his long dark tunnel.

Outside the door are his five teammates, as well as a kaleidoscope-like colorful world.

After the award of the best group of the year, it also entered the awards of the small category. After the best dialect songs and the best national songs have been awarded, another creative award-the best lyricist award of the year.

The awarding guest was an influential American music producer at home and abroad. The other party was straightforward and generous. He did not say too much on stage and directly announced the shortlist.

He Ziyan applauded on the far left, "Come here, Xiao Pei is here."

"God bless me, let me win." Lu Yuan began to worship the Buddha.

Ling Yi grabbed Jiang Miao's arm, "I'm so nervous that I want to go to the bathroom, Miao brother."

"Be patient." Jiang Miao couldn't help crying, feeling like he was taking the children.

Fang Juexia, who was quite calm all night, suddenly had a rapid heartbeat, especially when he saw "Break Array" appearing on the big screen, and saw the three words of Pei Tingsong in the column of the lyricist, obviously such a major award of the best group of the year It can be done without panic, but now can't control the tight nerves.

Four songs were shortlisted, and the other three were all lyric songs, mainly love songs, but the authors are also seniors in the lyrics circle, and one of them has won the best lyrics for the year twice. Pei Tingsong is the one with the least seniority.

But speaking of the lyrics pattern and artistic conception, "Broken Array" does not lose.

It would be great if he could win the prize ... Fang Juexia prayed silently in his heart.

However, the finalists seemed calmer. Prior to this, Pei listened to the list of finalists. This was the first time I saw it, and the response was particularly true. "The lyrics of this song are very well written ... Ah this is also good, I have ..."

Fang Juexia couldn't help but grab his cuff and twisted his head to comfort the children of the competition, "It's okay, we are the first dance song to be shortlisted." After he finished, he added, "Don't be nervous."

Seems to say to himself.

Pei Tingsong looked at him and smiled, the smile was like a high school boy participating in the school sports meeting. At a glance, he could see that Fang Juexia was the one who was really nervous, so he deliberately said, "No, I'm particularly afraid now. What should you do? You touch my chest." Then he caught Fang Juexia's hand over his chest. Fang Juexia also really believed, and put it on the palm of his hand, feeling that he jumped fast.

"It's okay, anyway we still ..."

Unexpectedly, it was at this time that the awarder who did n’t justify the card announced the result directly, “The winner is Pei Tingsong!”

In the boiling cheers, the camera caught Pei Tingsong off guard. Both were a little ignorant, and Pei Tingsong held Fang Juexia's hand on his chest. This shot made the fans on the scene even more exciting, as if this was not a shot of the winners, but a "kissing game" on the live broadcast of the NBA-whoever the big screen gives, who will kiss the person sitting next to it.

It was so stiff for about a second or two. Fang Juexia reacted suddenly, and quickly pulled out his hand from Pei Tingsong's hand, his neck flushed.

This is the awarding ceremony, it is simply the scene of catching a rape.

Although Pei Tingsong was also a little ignorant, he quickly responded, stood up with a rather gentleman's smile, and gestured towards his teammate, "Come up with me."

Several others shook their heads and waved their hands, urging Pei Tingsong to go up. No way, the oldest member of the team can only walk towards the stage alone. In a black high-profile suit, he is not the same as usual, with outstanding temperament and a lot of maturity.

After receiving the trophy, Pei Tingsong and the award recipient embraced. The other party smiled and joked to him, "Cooperate next time." Pei Tingsong also communicated with him in English, "My honor."

Standing in front of Limai, Pei Tingsong held the trophy in his left hand, his right hand behind his back, paused for about a second, and then laughed, "A little bit happy, because I just made a small appointment below, Now I win. "He looked in the direction of Fang Juexia and smiled very childishly," I hope my careful wishes can come true. "

Hearing that Pei Tingsong played a dumb riddle on him on such an important occasion, Fang Jue Xia pursed her lips and tried to relieve the shame. Fortunately, others didn't know what he was talking about, otherwise the camera would fall on him again, and his face must be red again.

I knew I was going to win the prize, but I should have simply rejected it.

"Actually, I really did n’t prepare for the award speech, because the finalists are all seniors, very good, I came with a mentality to watch the performance. But I am a person who is good at freetalk, so I will talk about it casually, Everyone will just listen to it. "

"All the shortlisted songs are my personal favorite. They are worthy of scrutiny and valuable lyrics. Maybe I will be selected in the final judging. It is more an encouragement to the newcomers. Moreover, the song" Broken Array " It is written that the original musicians broke through the encirclement under the environment of all sides and did not fear challenges, so this glory belongs to the original and belongs to every creator. "

These words are very sincere, without too much pretentious humility. The camera was aimed at the other finalists. The seniors all smiled and applauded. They also gave support and encouragement to the newborn calf.

Pei Tingsong looked down at the trophy in his hand, "In fact, this trophy should belong to the entire Kaleido. It is the core of my teammates' inspiration and creation, so I have something to write. But they are not willing to come up, maybe it is I'm afraid Ling will cry to dehydration. "

The audience laughed again. The camera shot Ling Yi. He shook his head calmly, indicating that he was not crying.

Pei Tingsong raised the corner of his mouth, "Speaking of that, here I also want to say to the people who used to" relieve "us before, thanks to you I can write" Break Array ", after all anger is also one of the sources of inspiration . "

These words were too straightforward, and everyone on the stage did not expect that this boy, who was only twenty years old, even standing on the BMA podium, was still so sharp. But Xiequ is a very shameful malicious competition in the music industry. Everyone can't help applauding for Pei Tingsong's frankness.

"But in fact, the best sentences in this song in my personal heart were written by my teammate Fang Juexia." Across the flowers and the red carpet, he looked at Fang Juexia and his eyes were gentle, "If pure anger is a whole The core of the song will be too intense. It is his words that are added to harmonize and unify all emotions to achieve a balance in artistic conception, and even add a little calm Zen. "

"He really is a very musical talent."

In the camera, Fang Juexia smiled humbly, his hands folded.

Eyes retracted from his lover, Pei Tingsong continued, "Everyone knows that I studied philosophy. My ancestor Aristotle said a sentence, 'A person's dignity is not at the moment of honor, but It is worth the honor in itself. '"

Putting this sentence here inevitably makes people feel arrogant, but it is very appropriate for Pei Tingsong, because he is worth it.

He looked down at the stage, the handsome eyebrows were not proud, but his own confidence, a light that would never be wiped out.

"Therefore, I am most honoured not to stand here, but to stand here to defend my dignity with originality." After that, he gently put his right hand that had not been exposed on his chest and bowed. "thank you all."

A close-up of him appeared on the big screen, Ling Yi sitting on the side suddenly said, "Hey? Is Xiao Pei with a tattoo on his hand?"

Lu Yuan also saw, "Yeah, isn't this the place where he was injured last time? It was said that the kitten was biting."

The dull Fang Juexia only discovered at this time that he placed a black arc on the hand on his chest, just at the position of the tiger's mouth.

No, it is not so much an arc as a shape of a tooth mark.

No wonder he wore gloves to prevent him from taking them, and kept his hands behind his back when he took the stage. All these details are traceable.

Only at the last moment of glory, did Pei Tingsong thank Fang Juexia's bite for his heartfelt thanks, which was the humility he learned from Fang Juexia and all his love.

At this moment, Fang Juexia's fingertips were paralyzed, and the grand awards ceremony around him became a melting oil painting. The colors were mottled and flowed downwards, except that his heart floated in the direction of Pei Tingsong.

Everything was pressed down the mute button, he seemed to be caught in the illusion of night blindness, he could not see anything, it was all black background. Only Pei Tingsong walked towards him step by step with a light and a smile.

When he was seated, he handed the trophy he received to Fang Juexia, with a hint of childish blame, "How good it is to go together."

"We are standing there, we must be right."

Get right.

This word is familiar to Juexia, who grew up in the novel Cantonese, and is also full of romance. After Pei Tingsong blurted out, he seemed to have stood up with his lover.

Like two polar opposites, like white bellflower and black knight.

They are the people who line each other the most.

Looking at the trophy in hand, Fang Juexia's eyes were not on the glory he gained, but on Pei Tingsong's right hand, "When did you tattoo it? Still hiding it from me."

"The day before yesterday, I actually want to wait for the end to show you." Pei Tingsong did not conceal, and generously told him, "The classmates who are studying together have a picture of his grandmother tattooed on his chest, I think it is cool, and I want to tattoo one. Do you know? The tattoo artist is a Ukrainian, and he paints very well, even if he speaks English very badly. I am a genius who is fluent in Chinese, English, and Spanish, and can only communicate with him in bodylanguage. By the way, he said, tattoos Representing clan marks in primitive tribes, and the meaning of adulthood ... "

Pei Tingsong is like a child. He tells Juexia about his experience all the time, but he can't help asking questions before he finishes the story of the Ukrainian tattoo artist.

"Why do you want to tattoo this?" He again commented on his unconscious behavior after being drunk. "It's not cool at all."

"I think it's cool." Pei Tingsong looked at his tiger's mouth. The singer on the stage sang a very emotional lyrical song. He approached Fang Juexia and "bowed his head down."

Following his instructions, Fang Juexia lowered his head and saw Pei Tingsong leaning his left foot towards him, pulling his pants slightly to reveal his ankle. Fang Jue Xia froze. It turned out that there was a tattoo on his ankle, which was a black fork.

That was when he was in a meeting at the time, he hid under the table, and used a marker to give Pei Tingsong the prank on the painting.

His heart softened, completely melted in the careful thought that the young lover tried to hide, "How, how did you get this up ..."

Pei Tingsong raised his lips, approached him and said softly, "Because I want to keep all the traces you gave me."

He smiled and touched the tooth mark on his tiger's mouth. That was when he took a photo of the scab to the tattoo master, which was originally repainted. The tattooing process was painful, reminding him of the feeling of being bitten by Fang Juexia, and also returned to the first night alone with him.

"You are born with a beautiful birthmark. This is a gift from God, so that everyone who has seen you can recognize you at a glance." He dialed Fang Juexia's hair, revealing the pale red mark, "My skin bag is mediocre, nothing special. Fortunately, I can also engrave the marks you gave, anyway ..."

After the performance, the lights in the auditorium were always dim. In the dim field of vision, Pei Tingsong's eyes were so real that the young boy's greatest loyalty flashed in his eyes.

"I just want you to recognize me."