Fanservice Paradox

Fang Juexia's time is chaotic, so he is also chaotic.

"Here you are." He hurriedly put glutinous rice dumplings into Pei Tingsong's hands, then forcibly twisted his arms back to the half of the space that belonged to him.

How many minutes are there now? He tried to calculate the time forward, but it became more and more chaotic. The missed second hand seemed to be unable to get in the beat like a tempo. Fang Juexia can only choose to give up. He put his back against the inner wall of the cabinet, with his hands and feet retracted as much as possible, as if this is safe.

But his little clock was broken, and he lost his calmness and stability.

To be honest, Pei Tingsong is somewhat inexplicable to what just happened. He squeezed the glutinous rice dumplings in his hand, and the packaging bag made a squeak of plastic squeeze.

Fang Juexia's perception system is always delayed. His perception is slow, just like in the previous paper game, he was just shocked by Pei Tingsong's rapid offensive, and nothing else. Suddenly, the sound of sacks of bags appeared in the silent wardrobe, which seemed to trigger a nerve of his perception system, and instantly pulled him back to the game scene of victory and defeat.

The sound of cellophane rubbing began to boil around the reddish ears after a long delay.

It ’s just a clock failure, and now even the consciousness is starting to be confused.

It turned out that Fang Juexia wanted to give him snacks. Pei Tingsong only understood the other party's motives at this time.

Then just say it.

By the way, Fang Juexia wanted to speak directly at first, but was blocked by him.

The noise of teammates clamoring in the living room was heard outside.

Pei Tingsong was powerless, and he should have been one of them.

"This just wanted to kill me ..." he said quietly.

Who knows that Fang Juexia in the dark preemptively said, "Throw it over and give it back to me."

He tried to take the opportunity to withdraw his snacking, although the tone seemed a bit cold.

"Dream." The things in his hands were not returned. He directly opened the packaging with his teeth and squeezed the soft glutinous rice dumplings to his mouth.

At the moment when he touched his lips, the familiar soft waxy touch made Pei Tingsong fascinated for a moment.

Obviously, there is no strange emotion in the game, but just want to win.

But now his lips seemed to be over-charged, and was strangely revered by this glutinous rice dumpling.

In the darkness that no one could see, Pei Tingsong's throat rolled up and down a few times in a panic, and then swallowed this little soft thing in one bite, and secretly swore that he would never eat glutinous rice dumplings again.

Even so, the scene of the sugar paper scene is still lingering in my mind. The darker the surroundings, the brighter the light flashing in Fang Juexia's eyes at that moment.

Darkness is the petri dish of emotions, and silence is the magnifying glass of the senses.

Out of a certain psychology that is not even clear to him, Pei Tingsong only wants to break this silence. He stretched out some numb legs and touched Fang Juexia, "Hey."

"Do I have no name?"

Fang Juexia didn't mean to be embarrassed, just a question without emotion. In fact, he has long been accustomed to the wanton behavior of Pei Tingsong, and it doesn't matter to him the order of growth. It was only at this moment that he felt very strange, everything was strange.

Pei Tingsong choked up in the throat. Originally he wanted to ask if he had eaten anything, but now he is coldly counterattacked, and the evil habits in his bones are making a comeback.

"How many times have you called my name?" He said, trying to get the cold guy's attention, so he moved closer, his knees flexed, and Fang Juexia's knees were pushed together, forcing a command, "Hey, look at me . "

The deliberately lowered voice becomes more oppressive. His knee bone was pressed maliciously, pulling his leg apart, even stepping on his thigh, "Are you not even looking at me?"

Fang Juexia said bluntly, "I can't see it."

"Then I don't care." Pei Tingsong's tone was more stubborn, with a smile. As he prepared to make the next move, the door of the closet was suddenly opened.

The light was caught off guard.

"Dangdang Dangdang! Come out!" Ling Yi, who was holding the closet door, stood behind the cameraman. At first he didn't see clearly, but the next second he found that the two of them shrunk in the closet in a strange pose, especially Pei Tingsong's legs ...

Lu Yuan, who was standing next to Ling Yi, said happily, "Yuan Brother is very pleased. It seems that the two of you have been getting along well for five minutes."

Suddenly, the eyes soaked in the darkness returned to the light, and it was a bit uncomfortable. Fang Jue Xia narrowed her eyes and lowered her head. Pei Tingsong stretched out his hand to block his eyes, and quickly withdrew his brazen legs.

Of course, this scene was also recorded in the live room for the first time.

[I want to die the two of you in only five minutes! ! Quickly let mom Kang Kang what you are doing! ]

[Ha ha ha ha 01 laughed to me what cabinet is really out]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhh! ! ! I faint! ]

[Where are your feet on the vine! ]

[woc what happened to the two of you? ? Why is there no photographer in the closet! I hate! ]

[This scene has the kind of visual sense hhh that the anti-vice team directly hit the scene, especially the bow of Juxia's confession.

[Ahhhh! Wrong billion! ! I want to watch the closet play! ! ]

[Out of the cabinet out of the cabinet]

[Today is the anniversary of our hearing! ]

Pei Tingsong came out first, suffocating in his mouth.

"We just played another game outside, and then Lu Yuan lost hahaha!" Ling said with a smile, "He recorded a small video of the flipper himself!"

Fang Juexia realized at this time that the photographer was lying to them outside, and no one was outside the wardrobe.

His heartbeat was a bit strange, not in accordance with the normal body rules. He attributed this to the lack of oxygen in confined spaces.

"I starved to death," Xiao Pei began to forage as soon as he went out, "I was fined all night, so give me some food."

Ling Yi picked up the unpacking bag on the sofa, "Hey eat this, glutinous rice dumplings, but it's delicious." After he finished, he took out one and threw it at Pei Tingsong.

This little glutinous rice dart drew a parabola in the air, but when he reached Pei Tingsong's arms, he became a hot potato, reacting violently, "I don't want this." After he said it, he threw it to He Ziyan. Staying, Nuomichi flicked away from his arm, which happened to fall into Fang Juexia's hand.

Seeing this scene, Pei Tingsong walked away awkwardly, pretending not to see anything, "Is there just half a bag of potato chips?"

Fang Juexia bowed his head, staring at the poor glutinous rice dumpling paralyzed in his palm, and finally opened his bag without expression, and ate it.

"Delicious?" Ling took him to the sofa, "I bought it."

Delicious is delicious ...

Fang Juexia pursed her lips and let go. He squeezed the transparent colorful plastic packaging bag and stuffed it into the pocket of his home clothes. The shrunken package slowly rebounded in the small furry space, with a long, subtle sound.

"good to eat."

After everyone arrived, they started an interactive chat session. Each of them can feel that there are more fans, and they can also feel that there are a lot of new fans that can't be reached. This is an exciting thing. After two years of hard work, they can finally be seen by everyone.

"Let's answer the fans' questions." Jiang Miao looked at the barrage scrolling on the screen and started the cue process automatically.

Ling Yi and Lu Yuan gave the face very much, clapping hard, "Okay!"

"I'm here." He Ziyan took a screenshot and picked one out. "This fan friend named [Kaleido is my new wall head], asked me, are the brothers of the card group all the original names? Are there any names like stage names and English names?" of."

Jiang Miao looked at him and said with a smile, "Few people ask this, is it because our members' names are special?"

The mention of this He Ziyan began, "Only Ling Yi is special."

He had just finished speaking, Lu Yuan and he staged a duo without warning. Suddenly, the two shouted in unison, "Is there a 1?" Lu Yuan even pulled Ling Yi's coat and found it inside, kicked away by Ling Yi, "No! Go!"

Pei Tingsong watched the video, the whole person laughed and almost squirted out the potato chips, "Ha ha ha ha ha ha."

[Ha ha ha no, I ’m going to be laughed crazy by this sand sculpture group]

[Help? Hahahahahaha there is 1 hahahahahaha]

[Look at the expression of 01 ha ha ha ha ha, mom's 01 is too bad hhhh]

"You bullied me again!" At first, Ling's arms were desperately like Hezi Yanlu, and he was desperately hugged by He Ziyan Luyuan. He was hugged by Jue Xia and Jiang Miao, Jiang Miao sighed, "Okay, well, don't follow him Both are angry. "

Suddenly Fang Juexia said nothing, "There is no one to be angry."

[Hahahahaha teacher gradually become localized]

He Ziyan laughed enough and sat upright with his stomach covered, "Good, answer the questions seriously. The six of us are all original names, no stage names nor English names. Maybe the company did not do overseas planning at that time?"

Lu Yuan directly punctured, "How can a company so poor have money to do overseas planning."

Ling Yi: "Fortunately, we didn't do it, and we didn't get that far."

Pei Tingsong: "The biggest advantage of this regiment is that you know everything."

[Ha ha ha round teacher is awesome! ]

[Boss iswatchingyou! ]

[Pei Tingsong, you have n’t inherited your merits, you count the most! ]

[grass! Make up three consecutive swords hahaha, what's the matter with this regiment! ]

Jiang Miao looked at the barrage, "Juexia's? Yeah, Juexia's real name."

Fang Juexia nodded immediately, "Yes, my mother got it, because my birthday was born on June 26, summer."

"Juexia's name came from an ancient poem," Jiang Miao said again, "Xiao Pei's is also from an ancient poem, right."

Xiao Pei took root carbitol from his mouth and asked the camera, "Is my name beautiful?"

[Nice! ! ! ]

[Listening and singing, born to be singers! ]

Jiang Miao suddenly thought, "Ah, but Xiao Pei grew up in the United States, may have an English name." He glanced at Xiao Pei, "We really don't know."

Who knows that Pei Tingsong shook his head directly, "No, everyone in China calls me Song directly. The pronunciation is not obstructed, and Americans will find it very strange. There is no need to start a new one if you have a name. And my grandfather said that it is for his own Yuanyuan and name are proud. "

[Grandpa feels particularly fanlike]

Ling Yi: "Secretly telling you that Xiao Pei's grandfather is a writer, and has also published a collection of poems."

[Wow! Grandpa is so good! ]

[It feels that Xiao Pei's family is so amazing, no wonder Xiao Pei is so talented! ]

Lu Yuan stared at the screen, "Someone asked Xiao Pei why Chinese is so good."

"I have been living in a bilingual environment since I was a child," explained Pei Tingsong. "My grandfather and I used Chinese, and my mother and I used English. When I was a child, my grandfather took me to read Chinese books, and he taught me how to write in brush."

Fang Juexia didn't know about these things about him. He listened silently, and thoughts came to his mind. Sure enough, people's genes will leave a lot of things, evolved into so-called inferiority or talent. This has been verified by him and Pei Tingsong.

"In short, I don't have an English name, everyone just call me my real name." Pei Tingsong emphasized again, "It's Pei, not Fiji."

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha abandoned clothes from Wen Xiaopei]

When Cue came to this stalk, Fang Juexia couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. It happened that this stalk also made Pei Tingsong think of him.

Pei Tingsong made an export-oriented threat to him-what a smile.

Fang Juexia raised her hand, her index finger and thumb pulled down the corner of her mouth, and she turned back to her expressionless face.

Before waiting for Pei to listen to triumph, Ling Yi suddenly caught his neck from behind, "Little Pei, let me give you an English name!"

The perennial crosstalk partner's skills gave Lu Yuan a quick get, "Withdraw, let me say!" He covered Ling Yi's mouth, "The English name of Pei Tingsong is Listenandsong ......"

"Pei." He Ziyan made up his surname, and made four sounds imitating foreigners.