Fanservice Paradox

At the end of the whole song, Fang Juexia breathed a sigh of relief.

In his conception, when receiving the care of others, he must repay, express gratitude, and give a response. Pei Tingsong is the only exception. He knows he should respond, but he is afraid to respond. At least this song is an answer.

He was like a lone bee who stumbled into a honeypot. He was wrapped in sweet honey, and he was both happy and frightened. Emotionally, he tasted an unprecedented taste, but he reminded him of the possibility of drowning. .

The performances of Pei Tingsong and He Ziyan immediately followed him. After a song was sung, they didn't even have time to hug. This is their job. Fang Juexia even felt a little guilty. This is the first time he has put his own self-interest in his work and expressed his intimate emotions in front of so many people. It shouldn't have been this way, but he just got stuck.

He was caught in a spring day he had never seen, and tried to keep him. But most likely, he couldn't even keep his pool of snow.

Half of Ling lay on his shoulders, "It feels that Xiao Pei is a little out of shape."

This performance is strictly not a solo, but it combines He Ziyan and Pei Tingsong's performances, one to be a DJ and one to rap.

Lu Yuan also said, "I also think that it will usually be more explosive. I can't say what is wrong today, but I can't see it. It's fine."

Jiang Miao glanced at Fang Juexia and then the people in the stands.

"Everyone has been tired recently, and it can't always be in a good state." Jiang Miao patted Juexia's shoulder underneath.

Fang Juexia's eyes looked at the people on the stage. He was confused, wondering if Pei Tingsong understood his song, so he was frustrated. But he doesn't want this. He likes Pei Tingsong's confidence and openness. He wants Pei Tingsong to be like this forever.

"Thanks He Ziyan and Pei Tingsong, please give them the warmest applause! Who is next?"

In the voice of the host, Pei Tingsong came down from the stage and stepped closer to Fang Juexia. To be honest, Fang Juexia was very embarrassed, and he even thought of many embarrassing scenes in his mind. But Pei Tingsong just stood beside him, standing side by side at a distance of about fifteen centimeters. After Ling Yi appeared, he whispered.

"I'm a little tired. There's nothing here to lean on."

Fang Juexia was puzzled by his sudden statement and turned to look at him. Pei Tingsong also turned his head, "Can I hug you?"

This is the case every time. The person who obviously needs to hug is himself, but Pei Tingsong finds a good excuse to turn passive into active. He looks aggressive, but after confession, even physical contact is reduced as much as possible, unless his consent is sought. The expression is straightforward and active, but the action has given Fang Juexia enough respect.

That's how Fang Juexia knew he had no way to hide.

Silence is a slow motion of time, which drags everything up and becomes tormented every minute and every second. From the first time when he confirmed that he liked Fang Juexia, Pei Tingsong had already imagined the difficulty of this process, just like his adventurous actions during his escape, was he not clear that the high probability would fail? Of course I know, but there is always a chance of success.

Without waiting for the answer, he wanted to make the final decision, lowered his head, and prepared to leave room for him to find someone to speak for himself. But at the next moment, Fang Juexia turned to face him.

"I ..." Fang Juexia was a little embarrassed, "I'm too thin, it should not be comfortable to hold."

Suddenly, Pei Tingsong came to life. He saw Fang Juexia's cramped expression on his face, and his arms that could not be extended, and felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

When he got the approval, he hugged Fang Juexia, and his chin rested on his shoulder, like a large, satisfied dog. Fang Juexia likes the feeling that he puts weight on himself, and has a feeling of being dependent and trusted.

"Who said it was uncomfortable, you are lying to me."

Pei Tingsong buried his head and tightened his arms. "It's obviously very comfortable."

Fang Juexia didn't know what to say, and turned to see He Ziyan laughing.

"What's wrong with Xiao Pei, it's so vain after singing a whole song." He Ziyan quipped, "Twenty-year-old still coquettish to hug."

Pei Tingsong didn't raise his head, only raised a hand and compared his **** in the direction of He Ziyan.

Fang Juexia raised his hand and touched his back. They communicated with each other in silence and finished it with a simple hug. Singing that song took him too much courage to make him look directly at the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart, but now, his heart seemed to have calmed down, and calmed down in the arms of Pei Tingsong.

At the end of the meeting, they took the stage together and sang a non-leading song from the debut album, a very cheerful song. They started a forced cute business. Everyone wore plush ear hairpins. Fang Juexia was a rabbit ear. Pei Tingsong was a gray wolf's ear. He carried a small basket in his hand. Small gifts, there are small dolls made based on the image of kaleido members, as well as some snacks, and the official printed member handwritten lyrics card.

Everyone sang and scattered the presents in the small basket, the scene suddenly became tumultuous, and the fans in the front row were very excited. In particular, Lu Yuan and Ling Yi, who bounced to the ground and ran to the ground, shook hands with fans on the front row near the stage.

After finishing his part, Fang Juexia adjusted the headset and looked at the fans in the back row, so he picked out the soft dolls from his small basket, walked to the edge of the stage as much as possible, and tried to throw the little dolls away. They can also get it.

"Ahhhhhh! Brother Juxia!"

"Brother Juxia looks at me! Here!"

A lot of hands were stretched out on the edge of the stage, and Fang Juexia instinctively took a step back, squatted down after throwing the doll, and sprinkled the candy gently in front.

"Brother Juexia !!"

"I also want!!"

Pei Tingsong's eyes were inseparable from Fang Juexia, he walked towards Fang Juexia while singing rap. Coincidentally, the ending of this rap happens to be a harmony between the two of them, one high and one low. Fang Juexia's basket has bottomed out, but the fans are like a bunch of birds that are wailing, even if he turns the basket upside down, they are still shouting his name. Fang Juexia turned around and saw that Pei Tingsong was behind, so he wanted to get some from his basket.

Seeing him squat down on the ground and reaching for him, Pei Tingsong felt terribly cute. But at this moment, he saw Fang Juexia's arm grasped with both hands, and he pulled down hard, unexpectedly.

It's not like a girl's hand.

Fang Juexia was shocked and fell backwards, Pei Tingsong hurried up and dragged Fang Juexia to the back, but at the same time, the raid's hand was released, and both hands grabbed Pei Tingsong's elbow. At that time, the center of gravity was already at the front, and it was directly planted on the stage.

"what!"

"Pei Tingsong fell down!"

"Oh my god!"

Fang Jue Xia Ben was shocked by the commotion next to the stage. When he saw Pei Tingsong falling, his brain blew up.

How could this be……

Without thinking about it, Fang Juexia jumped off the stage directly, "You make way! Don't step on him." He used his body to protect Pei Tingsong, was shoved to kneel on the ground, and the back of the hand on the ground was in chaos Zhong was trampled several times, but he could not feel it at all.

He is full of Pei Tingsong.

Security guards came from both ends of the stage to divide the fans around. Although the height of this stage is not very high, Pei Tingsong fell because of an external force and was hit hard. Several other members also rushed in the first time, but were stopped by the security guards and staff. Now that there is a big problem, other artists can't have any trouble.

Fang Juexia had sustained tinnitus and could not hear anything, as if falling into the deep sea. Uncontrollably hot and sour in his eyes, he yelled Pei Tingsong's name softly in the noisy venue, over and over again.

Obviously, he should fall, not him.

Pei Tingsong didn't lose consciousness, he also leaned his head against Fang Juexia's legs, as if to let him not worry. After the accident happened, Pei Tingsong was rushed to the hospital for treatment, and all the members went along.

While sitting in the car, Fang Juexia's hands were shaking, he saw Pei Tingsong's forehead and cheekbones were bruised, the wounds were bleeding, the brows were tightly wrinkled, and the forehead was oozing with sweat. Just think of Fang Juexia I felt pain, and a heart hung in the air, bumping around.

It would be nice if he wasn't close to the stage, if Pei Tingsong didn't reach out and pull him back.

If it was you who fell, Fang Juexia would not be sad.

Seemingly seeing his worry, Pei Tingsong reached out a hand, shook Juexia's hand, and pulled out a smiley face.

Seeing his weak smile, Fang Juexia was even more uncomfortable, his nose sore and his eyes sore.

His self-protection mechanism made him learn very early not to look at the outside world's evaluation of him, nor care about it. But now, Fang Juexia even thought of the anonymous people scolding him, saying that he is a disaster star, and anyone who gets infected will become sullen.

In his logic, this kind of loopholes, with no scientific basis, has no value to be analyzed by him. It can be seen that Pei Tingsong was injured for him, and Fang Juexia was really afraid of the curse of others for the first time.

Cheng Qiang received a phone call when he arrived at the hospital, and his expression became dignified. After hanging up, he said to them, "This is not right. I thought it was a stage accident caused by fans being too excited. Now it seems that this is not the case. Just left. The closer security guard reported to their stadium supervisor, saying that he saw that the person who pulled Xiao Pei was not a fan. "

Fang Juexia immediately said, "It's not a girl, she has a lot of strength, and she has a fierce start. She should be a man."

"They're going to monitor now, and it's definitely possible to find some effort." Cheng Qiang was very angry and scolded several times in a row. "Be sure to send this grandson into the squat and deliberately hurt him. I will not die." he!"

"Is it black powder?" Ling Yi guessed.

He Ziyan was a little puzzled. "The tickets for the meeting were not given randomly, they were all bought for the album. It is reasonable to say that this chance is not great."

Pei Tingsong was sent for inspection, they could only wait for the result outside.

Ling Yi was a little bit afraid, "I was just on the stage ..."

Fang Juexia didn't understand that there were so many people at that time, and the other members were also near the stage, but they only grabbed his hand, and it seemed to be premeditated. The strike was fast and accurate. If it was not that Pei Tingsong appeared at the time, he fell It is him. If he has other actions to follow, he may be very seriously injured.

Is it still Astar?

"I feel like I'm here." Fang Juexia explained the situation to Cheng Qiang. After listening to it, Cheng Qiang pondered for a while, "It is probably also vicious competition. The means in this circle are very dirty. A small actor I knew before was just moved and broke his leg when he was filming, and broke his leg and Hand, the prime time to take the show is gone, and then I passed away silently. "

Jiang Miao sighed, "I thought it was an illegitimate fan."

"Everything will happen." Cheng Qiang gave them a vaccination. "Before you were not hot enough, many things were very simple. Now that you are red, the people and things you meet will become more complicated. Unhealthy meals, black stuff, and various All kinds of slander, traps, and even over-zealous fans will not be absent. The company will do its best to protect you, and you also have to protect yourself. You must learn to keep your distance. "

Cheng Qiang's calls are one by one. Due to the live broadcast effect, stage accidents quickly fermented on the Internet, and Pei Tingsong's entry on the stage quickly hit the hot search. He had to immediately arrange for people to stare at public opinion, to avoid being borrowed to play. The Internet is so absurd. Even if you are a victim, you may become the target of a public trip in the sewage of the Internet. There is no such thing as a cleansing person.

"The company has just done personnel transfers. Security issues are not trivial. We will arrange more than six bodyguards in the future, and each person will have at least one security person who will protect you personally."

The doctor who opened the examination opened the door and came out to communicate with Cheng Qiang. "The patient has bruises on the forehead, cheekbones, elbows and knees. The patient suffered a slight concussion symptom under the impact and needs to rest. The more troublesome is the fracture of the wrist of the patient's left wrist , The palm of your hand may touch the ground when you fall, which is more serious and requires a minor operation. "

surgery.

Fang Juexia uncharacteristically calmed down, "How long will it take? Will it affect his hands in the future?"

"No," the doctor repeated, "it's a minor operation. It takes about three to four weeks to recover."

The doctor began to prepare for the operation after he had confessed. There are few people in private hospitals, and they wait in a lounge. The accident came in a hurry, and Cheng Qiang suddenly had a lot of work. After repeatedly checking the official blog announcement, he arranged for someone to send it out. After answering a phone call, he stood up and said to the members, "Xiaowen has arrived with the newly arranged security staff and is downstairs. Today everyone will go back first and take a good rest. Tomorrow morning I will Yunshi Network coordinated, and we pushed back one day. "

Everyone stood up, but Fang Juexia didn't move. He looked up, "Brother Qiang, let me stay. You still have so many things to deal with, you go back to the company first."

Cheng Qiang didn't worry, "That won't work, you have to go back to rest now."

"I can't take a good rest now." Fang Juexia looked at him. "Xiao Pei was dragged into the water because he came to save me."

Cheng Qiang knew Fang Juexia's personality and knew that he was a child who liked to take all the responsibilities on himself. "I can let you stay. I will arrange a few staff to wait for you outside. Tell them if you need help. ... but don't complain about yourself. "

Ling Yi couldn't help but say, "Yeah Juxia, this is not caused by you."

The members came to comfort him, and Fang Juexia smiled, "I know. Come back quickly, take a rest early. I will call you as soon as possible."

No one could hold him back. Cheng Qiang had to arrange a few people to come and guard outside the rest suite. After they all left, the room calmed down.

Fang Juexia sat silently on the sofa, waiting for the operation to end. The clock in his heart turned round after round, ticking to make him gradually calm down. But calm down, as long as you close your eyes, the moment Pei Tingsong fell off the stage, the bustling crowd, and the candy scattered all over the place.

The objective time may not be long, but it seems that after a long time in Fang Juexia's heart, the lounge door was finally opened, and a nurse came to inform, "The patient's operation is over and has now been transferred to the single ward."

"Is he all right?" Fang Juexia stood up.

"It's okay, but his hands are now fixed, which may not be convenient."

Fang Jue Xia Song breathed and followed the nurse to the single ward in the VIP suite. Pei Tingsong lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Is he comatose?"

"No." the nurse said, "only minor local anesthesia was performed for the operation, but he seemed tired and fell asleep."

Fang Juexia nodded at ease and sat down beside the bed.

"The patient may have headaches and tinnitus after waking up. These are the sequelae of mild concussion. If there are other phenomena, you can call us."

"Okay thank you."

The nurse took the door and the room quieted down. Fang Juexia looked at the sleeping Pei Tingsong, the wound on his face was wrapped in gauze, and the left wrist was plastered.

He grew so big, so distressed for the first time. Fang Juexia both doubted whether he and Pei Tingsong were violent in their lives. Almost all the injuries he suffered had caused him. Thinking of him acting so coquettishly and letting him hug him, he was suddenly injured and lying on the bed.

How painful should the fracture be?

Thinking about it, Fang Juexia's nose was sour. He lay on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and touched the plaster on Pei Tingsong's wrist. His fingertips moved forward slowly along the plaster, hitting the back of half of his hand exposed under his plaster, his raised phalanx joint, Gently covered him.

The fingertips rubbed against the warm skin, unconsciously fitting into his fingers.

The heart was sore and tight.

It turned out that he liked this person so much.

The embedded fingertip wanted to be retracted, but before it could be retracted, it was clamped by the clenched hands, retaining the ten-finger clasp that almost escaped.

He woke up?

Fang Juexia got up and looked over, seeing Pei Tingsong still closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were all raised, pretending to be sleeping was not successful at all.

"you're awake."

"No."

Fang Juexia wasn't in the mood to joke with him, "Are you okay, is there any discomfort? Is your head hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?"

"You are so nervous, I don't know how much I hurt." Pei Tingsong opened his eyes and smiled at him. "I'm fine, I feel a little dizzy. I want to sit up."

Fang Jue Xia helped him to adjust the bed so that he could lean on it. He knew there were so many things he wanted to say, but when Pei Tingsong woke up, he couldn't say a word. Pei Tingsong looked at him like this, only to see that he could only lower his eyes, his throat had been stuck for a long time, and said hardly, "Tomorrow ... I don't have to go to song tomorrow morning, and postponed the day."

He regretted it as soon as he exited. There were so many things to say, why did he pick this sentence? At this time, I was still talking about work, like a fool.

Suddenly heard a chuckle, Pei Tingsong's voice was very soft, "Did you scare you?"

Fang Juexia raised his eyes, put it away at the moment he touched his eyes, squeezed his lips, and stopped talking.

But Pei Tingsong said, "Guess what? When I first fell asleep, I dreamed that you sang to me again. That is the song you sang during the day. I listened again. It was really nice."

He said, looking at Fang Juexia, "Is that song sung to me, right?"

Fang Juexia did not deny that the right was assumed by default.

Perhaps not only sing to Pei Ting Song, but also sing to yourself.

"Did I scare you?" He asked the question again, but this time, he added the subject.

Fang Juexia is not a person who is accustomed to scrutinizing other people's words, but can be replaced by Pei Tingsong, but he can quickly reflect the emotions transmitted by the minutiae.

"No."

Pei Tingsong smiled, "At first, I thought that love is common to many things. As long as I want it, I will definitely get it. To be honest, I am also afraid that my pursuit will cause you trouble, and I say every word. When I ’m in trouble, I ’m going to struggle with it again and again.

He looked at Fang Juexia, "No way, I like a person for the first time."

Fang Juexia suddenly felt uncomfortable. Sometimes, because of Pei Tingsong's boldness and bravery, he sometimes forgot that he was actually a younger boy than himself. The boy took out his heart and showed it to him, but he didn't have the courage to see it. He just hid in his shell and calculated the probability of failure.

"I know," Pei Tingsong continued, "I don't seem to be a person who can give people a sense of security. But I hope you understand that my way of pursuing is because I am such a person, not because of quick battles and quick decisions. frivolous."

"I never questioned your sincerity." Fang Juexia lowered her eyes. "Never."

"Then look up, look at me."

Fang Juexia raised his head and looked at him.

Pei Tingsong's face was pale, but his pupils were very bright, "Fang Juexia, this world is really rotten. Disasters, wars, diseases, turbulence, verbal violence, and endless harm between people. All this is absurd and Fragile. I am a complete supporter of philosophical rebellion, and I do n’t want to integrate with this society. Yes, the survival rule of this society is convergence. Only by keeping similar to most people ’s value orientation and behavior can I live well. Such a life. "

"I only believe in my ego, and I want to break free of all rules to find my ego. So I am arrogant, I am arrogant, I only have myself in my eyes, and the so-called freedom I want to pursue."

"But now, I find that I also have objects that I want to be close to and converge." He looked at Fang Juexia, "It's you. I want to be close to you, I want to understand your values, your outlook on life, and I want to be a gentle and powerful person like you. People. "

Fang Juexia was a little stunned and could only look into his eyes and watch the shaking light under his eyes.

"But I'm not as good as you think."

"You have." Pei Tingsong retorted without any care. "You don't know how good you are. As long as you smile at me, I can refute myself. The world is actually saved. You are good enough to let one The rebels give up resistance. "

He held Fang Juexia's hand with his right hand, "You are my first heart-pounding person. If you don't feel anything about me at all, I can also like someone as silently as most of the world's counselors, I can avoid you and avoid you, just like Ling Yi and they are only ordinary teammates. But you clearly like me, I can't let you go like this. "

Pei Tingsong's tone was so determined that Fang Juexia had no strength to refute. He had to admit that Pei Tingsong was right, he was afraid, he was afraid to plunge into the end and only himself was left, he was afraid that he was really a lifeless romantic, like his mother's hay for short Spring stays for a lifetime.

He did the final resistance, "We don't necessarily have a good result."

"I don't want results, I want now." Pei Tingsong clenched his hand tightly, "Both are born to die, our results are all dead, so you give up life? I don't want to because of the calculated hundred What percentage of the probability of failure loses what I dreamed of, and I want every moment of my heart. "

"You just need to tell me, do you like me or not?"

Fang Juexia's sanity once again activated the protection mechanism. He should refuse, should remain silent, he has countless programs that can be implemented to protect himself, and also protect the last bit of turning back between them.

He does.

But Fang Juexia raised her head and looked straight at Pei Tingsong's eyes, stubborn and insisted like a dead branch about to be broken.

"like."

At the moment of breaking, he recovered his last vitality.

"Pei Tingsong, I like you."