Fanservice Paradox

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[Actually CP means to lose hearing and become a fool CP]

[Why is it so cute? Jue Xia]

[Look at the old man in the vine, look at the phone emoticon in the subway hahahahahaha]

[I ca n’t stand this sand sculpture group! New friends, this is actually a singing (shadowed) runner-up, a hip-hop champion, a true DJ, a folk music talent, a P big talent, and a North Normal student, please believe me]

[Do n’t believe it, cheat upstairs]

[Do n’t believe, liar liar, these are six cross talk actors, we are in contact with the happy comedian program group]

[It ’s over, I ’m already rolling this song in my head]

The game eventually failed. Pei Tingsong, who hoped to make a comeback in World War I, could not get rid of the name of the game's black hole, but dragged Fang Juexia into the black hole together.

In the next few days, Kaleido's fit-stroke wheel turned and was so busy that he barely fell to the ground. Two commercial activities flew to the HighFive concert in Nanjing as a guest, followed by a fashion charity evening.

In addition to the true and false data on the Internet, the most direct manifestation of popularity is the wave of airport pick-ups. In the past, Kaleido also had fans picking up, but the number was not large. So they never walked through the VIP channel. Unexpectedly, the number of people who flew to Nanjing this time just sent the plane to Beijing, and they almost stopped them from opening their legs.

After finally getting on the plane, Pei Tingsong sat by the window and worked continuously for many days. The members quickly became tired and fell asleep, leaving him alone.

Glancing at Ling Yi, who fell asleep with his neck tilted, Pei Tingsong opened the notebook and opened the fjx folder on the desktop, which contained the demo of Fang Juexia. He had never had a chance to listen to the song.

However, the name of this demo is Fang Juexia, just a string of date numbers, probably the time when this song is completed.

Putting on the headphones, Pei Tingsong opened the play button.

Unexpectedly, there was no prelude at the beginning. The first second was a short inhalation sound, followed by Fang Juexia's voice, without lyrics, he hummed. Ten seconds later, a soothing piano sound appeared, which didn't sound like a sample or synthesized sound, it should be recorded.

Fang Juexia's voice is too special, cold and very spatial. Pei Tingsong closed his eyes, as if he could see him sitting in front of the piano, humming the song.

The melody of the chorus is very good, very scratchy, and memorized only after listening to it. Although it is a flawed work, Fang Juexia's spirit is vividly displayed in this song. Most lyric songs are mostly linked to love, and most of them are sad themes of falling in love and frustration, which can easily fall into the stereotypes.

But Fang Juexia is not, he has an excellent singer. When I first started listening, the alienation and calmness in my voice were obvious, and my emotions were restrained. Starting from the second main song, he deliberately increased his breath, and the tail was slightly prolonged. At the end, even the piano sound exploded, and finally stopped suddenly, ending with his deep trembling breathing.

Pei Tingsong couldn't help but think of a common and sad opening statement-I have a friend who hasn't had a good time recently.

Every sentence of his sentence, every bite pronunciation is like bravery, telling you repeatedly that this is someone else's story, has nothing to do with him, he is just a poor narrator, can not maintain his calmness, nor can he pretend to be him Fragile. It was not until the song ended that emotions approached the edge of defeat.

Pei Tingsong was really convinced.

There are countless singers with good singing skills, and it is even more rare to use the skills invisibly. The superb singing quotient is enough to set aside four or two pounds.

Only humming without lyrics can create the narrative of the song. He finally understands why the company must let Fang Juexia act as the lead vocalist, even if he has a lot of responsibilities, he must insist.

But Fang Juexia deserved it.

Pei Tingsong turned his head to look at Fang Juexia who was sitting in the back row. He was asleep leaning on the seat back at the moment. He also wore a blue goggles sent by fans and his skin was glowing white.

The demo is looped in the headphones.

There was an urge to write lyrics to him.

When the plane landed, the pick-up scene was more exaggerated than the Capital Airport. Five of the six people slept awkwardly, leaving only the only calm old lady. The company did not expect that there would be so many people, and did not prepare enough bodyguards in advance, so that Cheng Qiang Xiaowen went all out to protect the members.

"Sorry to let it go, let's go out first."

"I'm sorry to let it go."

Fang Juexia had a little time to practice before. The lack of consciousness was so bad that he didn't get better after sleeping on the plane, but got a headache. Many generations of fans who were not fans squeezed the cannon to the forefront, and the flash struck him.

A fan soon shouted: "Don't turn on the flash!"

"Don't be sullen? Don't squeeze them!"

Crowded, a girl was accidentally pushed down by someone behind him and hit Fang Juexia. Fang Juexia immediately bent over to help her.

"It's all right."

The surroundings were extremely chaotic. The little girl held Fang Juexia's arm and stood in tears. "Thanks, thank you Juexia." The troops are separated.

His name was everywhere, white light flashed in front of him, and Fang Juexia had a headache.

"Brother Juxa!"

"Fang Juexia looks here!"

"Don't push forward anymore!"

"Brother Juxia, how long will you come to Nanjing?"

Suddenly, his arm was caught. There was a retrograde figure in the crowd, pulling the noisy wave towards him.

"Ah, it's Pei Tingsong!"

Fang Juexia hadn't responded yet, Pei Tingsong had already taken off his baseball cap and buckled it on Fang Juexia's head. The brim was low, covering his upper half of the face, and then pulled him in front of him, with arms separated Drive the other people, holding his shoulders forward.

The drowning man caught in the huge waves was suddenly rescued on board.

Pei Tingsong didn't say a word, his face wearing sunglasses looked straight forward without expression, and the hand holding his shoulder had not been loosened.

The two people who were left behind had to go through hardships before they fled to their birth days and got into the nanny car.

As soon as the door opened, Cheng Qiang asked, "Jue Xia, are you okay? No injuries."

"I'm fine, it's a fan who fell." Fang Juexia sat in, and Pei Tingsong followed him closely. When he saw him sitting next to him, Fang Juexia took off his hat and handed him.

Pei Tingsong pushed the sunglasses to the top of his head, and the tone was brisk, "Wear it, you wear it pretty."

Fang Juexia was inexplicable, just about to speak, and heard Pei Tingsong speaking.

"Anyway, your clothes are still with me."

The members cheered again, and Pei Tingsong only felt funny, as if the people in the class returned to the middle school campus to coax the two ambiguous classmates.

No, why should he think so?

In order to ensure that no mistakes were made, Kaleido arrived at noon and participated in the rehearsal with the Brotherhood. When the brothers were performing on stage, six people were watching below.

Saying no to envy is false. Fang Juexia looked up at the huge stage and watched the brothers performing in tacit cooperation.

"When will we have our own concert?" Ling sighed.

Jiang Miao put his index finger to his lips. "Hush ..." He Ziyan smiled and hugged Ling Yi's small shoulder. "Soon, as long as we work hard enough."

Lu Yuan laughed and said, "Worry, Xiao Ling'er, did you not solo at the end of the TV station at the end of the year?" He said with a wink at Pei Ting Song. Lao Yao, who always likes to stir the water, quickly said, "Yes, the milk tea shop next to the stadium just played the songs you sang for the TV series. Ling Brother Shihong."

"That's a TV drama red." Ling Yi grabbed Fang Juexia's arm like a life-saving straw, shaking it all the time. "Juexia, they all bullied me."

Jue Xia was so troubled by him that he couldn't hide his smile, but he didn't know how to help him. After thinking for a long time, he finally asked only one sentence, "What should I do?"

Everyone laughed harder at once, only Ling Yi was so angry that he wanted to stomp.

Laugh back, but none of the six of them are really ambiguous. Although there are not many repertoires, the rehearsal was more serious than the actual HighFive concert. The choreography of the re-arrangement 24 hours ago is now fully familiar. Both songs are passed through. The staff on site All were full of praise.

After the concert officially started, six of Kaleido have been waiting in the lounge in the background to play. The rehearsal screen showed the performances of the brothers, and everyone took it seriously. Pei Tingsong has always been not so interested in this kind of idol singing and dancing, even if he is doing this now, but he looks at Fang Juexia sitting on the other side but is attentive. The gorgeous visual effects on the screen projected in his eyes, twinkling. His pupil seemed to turn into a beautiful glass bead with fire in it.

Just like that?

Fang Juexia sat on the sofa, but could not help but follow the music to do the dance movements in the song, the amplitude was very small, and it seemed a little cute.

Before finally taking power, they rehearsed again just in case.

In the past, Pei Tingsong hardly had any interaction with Fang Juexia on the stage. The stage was one by one in the team, and every action was separated by the entire Caledo. Later, as long as they appeared at the same time, Cheng Qiang would madly suggest that even if they were a little farther away, they would be punished.

But now, Pei Tingsong can't help but go to see him. For example, when I just rehearsed.

Everyone has a different feeling of dancing.

Fang Juexia's 1.8-meter-long man has long hands and long legs, and his dancing is very eye-catching. His temperament on the stage is also cold, but more aggressive than being private. Fang Jue Xia on the stage is the most A, this is the most frequently said by fans.

The company's dance teacher has said more than once that both Lu Yuan and Fang Juexia can dance, but it's different. Lu Yuan is a street-level technology flow, and even his teacher has a few at the technical level. Distracted, always talk to each other.

In contrast, Fang Juexia is a natural dancer. The dancer's ability is to firmly grasp the audience's heart on the stage. At this point, Xia Xia is almost a crush level. The best innate conditions, unreproducible stage temperament, and a good skin appearance are all talents that others can't reach through thousands of exercises. His limbs, his muscles, and even a scapula floating secretly beneath the flesh behind him, would dance.

Before Pei Tingsong dismissed this statement, it was too mysterious. But now when he really put down his prejudices to see, he realized that he would indeed be attracted by him dancing. That is an uncontrollable gravity.

"Hey, hello!"

Ling Yi's loud voice awakened Pei Tingsong, who was distracted. He followed the direction of Pei Tingsong just now and saw Fang Juexia who was adjusting the microphone.

"Oh! You're watching Jue Xia!"

Ling Yi's voice was so terrifyingly powerful that everyone turned around with just one cry, including Fang Juexia himself with a blank face.

Pei Tingsong quickly cleared the relationship, "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk nonsense!" Ling Yi didn't resign, "You just stared at your eyes, and you just ignored me when I talked to you!"

"I ..." Pei Tingsong glanced at Fang Jue Xia Shi and found that he had turned his head and did not look at this side, so he turned around when he came to his mouth. We are all."

Fang Juexia glanced at Pei Tingsong from the mirror, only to see that he shrugged, did not continue to struggle with Ling Yi, and did not look at him again.

Jiang Miao confirmed the time, "It should be almost us."

"Ten minutes! Caledo standby!"

"it is good!"

The staff took them under the lift platform, and Fang Juexia walked at the front with a slow pace, but was almost close to the staff around him. The lighting of the elevator channel is not bright, and the ground pipes are criss-crossed, which is not easy to walk. Six of them arrived at the designated place, and stood in accordance with the position of the appearance. The number of Kaleido members is an even number, so most of the choreography adopts the double C position mode, which is usually undertaken by the double main dance or double ACE in turn.

The opening is a double main dance, Fang Juexia and Lu Yuan next to each other looked at each other and took a deep breath.

"Don't forget to return from here later, the stage floor will flash lights." The staff loudly pointed at the intercom in the chaotic underground, "Carledo is in place!"

The time on stage is very short.

From the moment the elevator slowly ascended, to the end of the stage with Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia felt that only one second had passed, or a shorter time. The little clock in his heart was also crushed by the mad love for the stage at this time, and lost its function. Because he likes this place so much.

All he likes, the shelf life is very short.

Looking at the whirling lights under the stage, it was blinking that those brilliant HighFive orange aid lamps seemed to become bright Klein blue kaleidoscope lamps. The people under the stage turned the lamp post in their hands and projected that they belonged only Their magnificent light and shadow.

"Hello everyone." Jiang Miao raised his head, and the six people raised their left hands together to make a gesture, "We are kaleido!"

Whenever I stand on the stage with everyone and read the sentence aloud, Fang Juexia feels that his thin life has a weight and a sense of belonging.

He loves the stage and the team that has experienced all the troughs together.

When the mission was fulfilled, the six big boys of the card group hurriedly returned to the beginning of the lifting platform at the end, bowed hand in hand to the stage, and the guide lights flashing on the table were like the second hand that approached twelve in the fairy tale, reminding everyone .

The lift carrying the throbbing heart slowly sinks, and the tranced Fang Juexia forgets to release his hand, and even forgets who is one of the double Cs who is closest to him and who is holding tightly.

The field of vision is getting darker and darker, and there is still a hurried coordination call from the staff in the aisle.

"Hey."

He suddenly heard a deep voice. The next second, the hand that was held tightly by him gripped him up, and said with a smile, "When do you want to hold it?"