Pei Tingsong quickly got up from Fang Juexia's body. He heard the door open with a ding.
"F * ck, how did they get the room card?" Pei Tingsong couldn't push Fang Juexia away in time, so he quickly ran to Fang Juexia's bed.
Fang Juexia stared blankly at the ceiling, still in the same position until Ling Yi came in with the camera.
"Surprise!" Ling One bounced into the room. "It's time to announce who the King of Laziness is …"
This was different from what he had imagined.
He thought Pei Tingsong would be the one sleeping soundly. He didn't expect this little tyrant to be sitting on the bed with a pillow on his stomach. He had a fake smile on his face and his hands were folded on top of the pillow. He looked like a fake version of "Mona Lisa's Smile".
"morning."
Pei Tingsong's pure American English gave Ling Yi the illusion that he had walked into the wrong set. It was too strange. According to Pei Tingsong's usual behavior, he would have thrown him out with two pillows. How could he say good morning to him in such a refined manner? Was he possessed by a ghost?
On the other hand, Fang Juexia wrapped himself in the blanket after he came in and rolled from one end of the bed to the other.
That's not right. Why is the atmosphere so strange...
Ling Yi was a clever person. He quickly realized that something was wrong. He guessed that they had just quarreled, but what could they quarrel about so early in the morning?
He cleared his throat, picked up the collar of his pajamas and pretended to be a walkie-talkie. "Number 01, Number 01, raid mission completed. We didn't catch the lazy guy. Prepare to go to the next room! over!"
"Wait." Pei Tingsong raised his chin, "Where did you get the room card?"
Ling Yi looked like he was waiting for him to ask. He sat on the edge of the bed and took out three cards like a gambling king. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Qiang gave them to me."
What the hell was going on?
She was almost caught in the act.
Pei Tingsong rolled his eyes. "Get up, I want to sleep for a while more."
"You're not eating breakfast?" Ling Yi tried to pull his pillow away. He had changed his attitude too quickly. "Pei Xiaoliu, let's go and have breakfast."
His only pillow was about to be removed by Ling Yi. Of course, Pei Tingsong would not let that happen. "I'm not hungry. You can do it yourself. I'm so sleepy." Then, he lifted the blanket and covered himself with it, pretending to sleep. "Remember to close the door for me!"
How strange.
With the camera behind, Ling Yi couldn't say anything. She was afraid that she would make a big mistake if she continued to investigate. As a smart person, she would never allow such a thing to happen to her.
"Alright, I've completed the surprise attack anyway ~ I've achieved the goal!" Ling Yi got up from the bed and was surprised to find that after Pei Tingsong lifted the blanket, the T-shirt that Fang Juexia wore last night was revealed.
That's not right. Why would Jue Xia's clothes appear on Xiao Pei's bed?
Just as Ling Yi was puzzled, his eyes, which were comparable to Leeuwenhoek's, caught sight of an even stranger point.
Pei Tingsong's mobile phone was next to Fang Juexia's pillow! That flashy purple cell phone case was definitely his!
Damn, did he discover some amazing secret?
Ling Yi was filled with mixed emotions of excitement, ecstasy, and fear. He quickly drove the cameraman out and obediently closed the door. "Don't oversleep then."
His little heart was thumping, and he was thinking of immediately sending the shocking secret he had observed to the four groups of people after the filming. Then, he would bring his brothers to have a good meal and eat until they were full!
When Ling Yi's loud voice and footsteps gradually faded away and there was no possibility of looking back, Pei Tingsong lifted the blanket and got out of Fang Juexia's bed. He took the T-shirt with him and threw it in front of Fang Juexia, who had his back turned.
Fang Juexia was obviously still angry. He stuffed himself in the blanket and didn't even poke his head out. Pei Tingsong sat on the edge of the bed and felt that he was back in the embarrassing situation last night. He couldn't get rid of the blanket.
"Hey, Fang Juexia, you really don't remember what happened last night?" Pei Tingsong couldn't believe it. If he didn't know any better, he would think that they were acting in a TV drama. "You really don't remember anything?"
Fang Juexia yanked the blanket off his head and glared at Pei Tingsong without saying a word. His voice had returned to its usual coldness, completely devoid of the lovey-dovey look from last night. "Don't try to lie to me."
"I lied to you?" Pei Tingsong was so angry that he laughed. His expression was like that of an abandoned wife. "Do you know what you did to me last night? Who was the one who couldn't stop whining? I couldn't coax you and had to hug you to sleep? Before you fell asleep, I didn't even rest for a second. Do you know that? Now you're turning your back on me. Fang Juexia, you really don't have a heart. "
Fang Juexia squinted his eyes and wrapped himself in the blanket. He doubted every word Pei Tingsong said. "Impossible."
"Fine, you want me to use my ultimate move?" Pei Tingsong was so angry that his lungs hurt. "Do you know what it means to be slapped in the face? Today, I'll let you have a taste of it. " After saying that, Pei Tingsong picked up the phone under the corner of the pillow and found the recording file from yesterday. He sat on Fang Juexia's fake Yuzi with both legs.
"I'm really a genius. I knew that you would turn your back on me, so …"
Beep.
The door was opened again.
"I'll go in first!"
"Shh shh shh!"
"Why are you squeezing? My slipper fell off!"
Pei Tingsong, who was holding the phone, sat on Fang Juexia's body and looked back at the remaining four members with a confused expression.
"That …" Ling Yi held the slipper in her hand and smiled guiltily. "Everyone is here to care about you. They're afraid that you'll fight …"
Pei Tingsong smiled soullessly. "Fight? Fight in bed?"
After saying that, he got off Fang Juexia's body and faced the onlookers. "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"
"Tsk, bad timing." He Ziyan touched his chin. "We should have come in a little later."
Lu Yuan snapped her fingers. "Wouldn't it be over if we came in a little later?"
Jiang Miao coughed twice as a warning.
Ling Yi: "It can't be that fast, right?"
Two pillows hit the four of them.
"Get out of here." Pei Tingsong rolled his eyes. "Why do I have teammates like you? It's too hard for me. "After saying that, he got off the bed and walked to the bathroom with his phone.
Ling Yi ran to Fang Juexia obediently. "Are you okay, Juexia? Actually … Captain wanted to give you some hangover medicine, so we all followed him. "
"I'm fine, just a little headache." Fang Juexia sat up and put on a T-shirt. After washing up, he went downstairs to have breakfast with everyone. The group's cameraman also followed them to film their breakfast buffet.
Along the way, Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia did not have a chance to be alone. The two of them sat far away from each other. After they finished eating, they were dragged away by Cheng Qiang to get their styling done.
Probably because they knew that the charity banquet would be popular, the magazine released a video of Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia's interview in the morning and selected a few questions. Soon, # Aural Idol # became a trending topic. This kind of question itself was a hot topic, so it also caused a lot of discussion. For the first time, these two idols from boy bands were seen by the public as something other than the stage and exquisite appearance.
There were many who became fans, and many people's prejudices against idols were reversed. Of course, there were also many marketing accounts that claimed that this was just an interview script written in advance, which was the magazine's usual way of flattering people. In short, positive comments and brainless haters argued, and the popularity of the article rose at an unusual speed.
At the center of the whirlpool, the two people were in the dressing room, listening to Cheng Qiang's nagging about the things to take note of during the banquet. They were new seedlings in the industry, and everything was not stable yet. There were too many people eyeing them covetously. If they were not careful, their new flame would be ruthlessly crushed. This was the entertainment industry.
"Remember to give way to the seniors for the group photo at the end. Don't rush forward, even if it's blocking your face. You can't fight for the center position. I'd rather not have this kind of topic."
Ling Yi nodded heavily. "Got it."
Jiang Miao: "Don't worry, I'll lead them in a while."
Fang Juexia did not speak, nor did he listen to Cheng Qiang. His headache was alleviated under the effect of the medicine, but he still could not remember what happened last night. He vaguely felt that something had happened, otherwise, they would not have woken up so early in the morning and hugged each other.
Could it be that he really did something to Pei Tingsong that he shouldn't have done yesterday when he was drunk?
But Pei Tingsong was taller and stronger than him. Even if he really did have sex after drinking, the chances of success were not high.
His mind was in a mess, and he had no room to think about other things. This was strange. He clearly had work to do, so why did he keep thinking about that night with Pei Tingsong? This was not like him at all.
[Do you know how obedient you were last night?]
[You turned hostile after sleeping with me.]
He recalled Pei Tingsong's last few words repeatedly in his mind. No matter how he listened to it, it did not sound right. Fang Juexia pressed on his acupuncture point and closed his eyes to carefully search his memory.
"Today, Juexia, why don't you blow-dry your hair?" The stylist combed his hair. "Juexia's hairline is nice, and your facial features are more delicate when combed."
"Do you want to cover your birthmark?"
Fang Juexia wanted to say anything, but Pei Tingsong beat him to it. "What's there to cover? It's not a flaw."
He looked at himself in the mirror and glanced at Pei Tingsong, who had just finished styling and was listening to music with his head lowered.
"Then I won't cover it." Fang Juexia smiled at the stylist.
The six of them were all dressed in white suits, but there were slight differences in the style and details. Fang Juexia's was a white swallowtail suit, while Pei Tingsong's was a three-piece waistcoat. Time was tight, so they immediately drove to the organizer after finishing their styling.
The car door opened, and the captain was the first to get out. They heard the fans on both sides of the red carpet burst into loud cheers, shouting their names.
Fang Juexia straightened his suit jacket and got out of the car. Pei Tingsong walked behind him. They stepped onto the red carpet and walked step by step to the organizer's signature board. The six of them stood side by side with smiles on their faces.
"Welcome, welcome the popular boy group Kaleido!"
The fans' cheers almost drowned out the host's voice. The red carpet seemed to take a long time, and Fang Juexia could not help but think of a music award ceremony in the year they debuted. They arrived at the red carpet early, but were stopped outside by the staff, waiting for other actors, singers, and even other groups that debuted in the same year to enter first. By the time the six members of Kaleido walked up, there were very few fans on both sides of the red carpet. Even the scalpers had all left.
They had just debuted and did not even have a chance to introduce themselves. They could only quickly sign their names on the board that was crowded with all kinds of signatures, ending the parade of self-esteem.
"This should be the first time Kaleido has come here to participate in a charity fashion ceremony." The fans' voices were so loud that the host smiled awkwardly. "Everyone is so enthusiastic. Let's say hello."
Jiang Miao said one, two, three, and the six of them raised their hands in unison. "Hello, everyone, we are Kaleido!"
The male host smiled and said, "Is Kaleido dressed like a prince on a white horse today?"
Jiang Miao answered the host's question with ease. They received unprecedented attention and were the first to enter the venue. They could sign their names on the blank signature board. Countless flashes flashed at them, shouting their names, hoping to take a photo of them.
After entering the venue, they were guided by the staff and entered the banquet hall. There was still some time before the banquet began. They were told the specific round table number. A round table was arranged for six to seven people, and Kaleido's group could fill it up.
The lighting in the venue was very dim, and all the light was focused on the stage. Fang Juexia subconsciously locked his eyes on Jiang Miao in front of him. The tables and chairs in the venue were very densely arranged, and the aisles were narrow and curved.
The visibility was very low. He was very careful, but there was a chair that was pushed out diagonally in front of him, and it was not on the same track as the others.
He could not see clearly.
When he took a step forward, Fang Juexia's waist was held by a hand, and his trajectory was slightly changed.
He happened to avoid that obstacle.
The mission was accomplished, but the hand did not leave. The tailor-made suit was cut to the waistline, and the slender fingers naturally rested on it, as if it was born to be like this.
It was natural for people to have emotional fluctuations because of unknown things.
But Fang Juexia knew who was behind him.
His heart still palpitated because of the only person he knew.
His heart beat clearly in the dim vision, like a flickering firefly, steadily pushing him forward.
"Found it." Jiang Miao matched the table number. "Everyone, take a seat."
Everyone sat down according to their standing position. Pei Tingsong was next to Fang Juexia. The venue was not quiet. Staff came and went, and artists took their seats one after another.
Fang Juexia did not look at him, and only said softly, "You don't have to help me."
Even he felt that his tone was a little cold, but Fang Juexia could only say so. He told Pei Tingsong his secret because he had already been exposed, and he had no choice. But he never expected to be "taken care of" by Pei Tingsong because of this flaw. This was what he hated the most.
He did not feel inferior, and there was never a day when he did not feel confident because of this.
It was normal, just like everyone else.
So he did not need to be treated differently.
Pei Tingsong smiled, picked up the goblet on the table, poured some soda water, and placed it in front of Fang Juexia. Taking advantage of the short distance, he said, "I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself."
"I know you're strong, and you don't need me." The side of his face was lit up by the gorgeous lights on the stage. "But I need a business partner."
"So I'm begging you." He looked at Fang Juexia with a smile. "Leave me some room to perform."
Fang Juexia looked away.
His heart beat even more wildly, as if a hand had reached into his chest and forcibly moved the second hand of the small clock hidden inside, so it began to collapse and malfunction.
Fang Juexia drank the water in front of him and maintained his composure.
When he looked up again, a group of artists in black suits passed by him. They were all familiar people.
"Seven Luminaries is sitting next door," Ling Yi whispered.
Pei Tingsong heard and looked over with his chin in his hand. He saw a guy with dyed flaxen hair raising his hand and waving at them with a social smile on his face.
Liang Ruo. Pei Tingsong repeated this rather boring name in his mind.
He was waving at Fang Juexia.
Pei Tingsong turned to look at Fang Juexia, only to see that he was still calm, smiling and nodding at the enthusiastic guy.
This was a very polite gesture, Pei Tingsong knew. Not only did he know, but he also knew that Fang Juexia was far from such a person. He would be excited, angry, and say ironic things. He would shine because of his dreams, and he would want to rely on others.
This was the Fang Juexia that these people did not know.
But on second thought, he had only known Fang Juexia for two years, and they had not even known each other for a month. What did he know?
He lowered his head, took out his phone, and typed a message.
Not long after, Fang Juexia's phone vibrated. He was a little puzzled.
[Kaleido Pei Tingsong: Don't you want to know what happened last night? Listen to it yourself.]
[Kaleido Pei Tingsong: Share the recording.]
This was the evidence that he said he was going to give him?
He did not take out his earphones.
Fang Juexia thought for a moment, stood up from his seat, and said to the captain, "Miao Ge, I'm going to the washroom."
"Okay, go ahead," Jiang Miao added. "It seems like you can go out through that door."
Fang Juexia nodded and left without looking at Pei Tingsong.
Pei Tingsong was naturally unhappy. Why did he go to the washroom as soon as he sent him a message? But he could not follow him directly, so he poured himself a glass of water.
"I didn't expect that we would be able to sit with the Seven Luminaries." Ling Yi laughed at himself.
Jiang Miao gestured for him to stop, so Ling Yi lowered his head and pretended that nothing had happened.
This was not the first time they had been involved with the Seven Luminaries. During the end-of-year awards ceremony in their debut year, Kaleido had won a performance opportunity very early, but on the last day, they were informed at the last minute that there had been a change in the program list and their performance had to be canceled.
They didn't have a chance to perform, but they still had to go. The six big boys sitting in the audience finished watching the whole show and saw that their three-minute song had been compressed to nothing and turned into a thirteen-minute suite by Seven Luminaries.
They knew that there was no other way. Whoever was popular had the right to speak.
It was also during that performance that Pei Tingsong felt his self-esteem hurt for the first time. He understood what his father had said to him back then. "Your world is too ideal. You should see what an ordinary person's life is like and what it means to be insignificant."
There were more and more stars in the venue, but Liang Ruo from the Seven Luminaries table stood up and walked towards the door that Fang Juexia had gone through.
"I just don't feel good. Why can that Liang Ruo still smile at Juexia as if nothing had happened?" Ling Yi was silent for a while, but he still couldn't help it. Although he spoke very softly, Pei Tingsong still heard him.
"What did he do?" Pei Tingsong asked.
Lu Yuan turned his cup. "Liang Ruo's aptitude is definitely not in the upper circle of AS trainees. He was able to debut in Jue Xia, but he was chased away, and he debuted with an official position. There must be something wrong with this."
"What's particularly interesting is," He Ziyan leaned back in his chair and observed the reactions of the other members of the Seven Luminaries group after Liang Ruo left. "The relationship between their group doesn't seem to be very good."
Ling Yi thought of something. "By the way, I remember that when we were about to debut, Liang Ruo came to see Juexia at the company's parking lot. I saw him when I was picking up the takeout."
Pei Tingsong frowned. "Did something happen?"
Ling Yi shook his head. "I don't know. I couldn't see Juexia's expression either, but he didn't go back to the dormitory that night and slept in the practice room. "
"Don't guess, they might just be friends." Jiang Miao poured water for them one by one. "There are also photos of them as trainees circulating on the Internet. Looking at the photos … they seem to have a good relationship and are smiling happily. We don't know anything about it, so let's not talk about it anymore, especially in different places. "
Since the captain had spoken, the others couldn't say anything else. They could only look at the stage in silence and wait for the first performance.
The restroom in the venue was not easy to find. Fang Juexia searched for a while before he found it luxurious and secluded. He walked to the sink, took out his phone, and turned the volume to the minimum.
It was so ridiculous that Fang Juexia couldn't help but laugh out loud while holding his phone.
He actually left the venue to find a secluded place to listen to a recording sent to him by Pei Tingsong.
His finger was about to click on it when another person suddenly appeared at the door.
"Juexia?"
Fang Juexia looked up when he heard the voice and saw Liang Ruo walking in.
"That's great, you're really here. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see you when I came out." Liang Ruo smiled at him affectionately. "It's not easy for us to meet. How have you been recently?"
Fang Juexia held his phone and said calmly, "Pretty good."
"I saw your interview on the trending searches this morning. You're amazing. You're the same as before. You haven't changed at all. " Liang Ruo walked closer to her. "You're quite busy, aren't you? Did you know that I sent you a lot of messages? When it was your birthday, I sent you a WeChat message. I wanted to have a meal with you to celebrate, but you didn't reply."
Fang Juexia smiled. He remembered that Seven Luminaries was holding a concert in Japan on his birthday.
However, he did not expose her. "Is that so? Thank you. I haven't used social media for a long time, so I can't receive these messages."
"I see." Liang Ruo smiled brightly and reached out to hug him, but Fang Juexia dodged.
This action seemed to hurt him, and the expression on his face immediately became dejected. However, Fang Juexia looked calm and prepared to leave.
"Do we have to be like this?"
Liang Ruo's words made him stop in his tracks.
"We're clearly very good friends. Is it my fault for accompanying you to practice day and night?" Liang Ruo looked up at Fang Juexia, her eyes full of grievance. "I'm very grateful to you for what you did back then. Wasn't it because we're friends that you were willing to stand up for me? Why are you ignoring me now? "
"You're actually lying, aren't you? You're still blaming me. "
Fang Juexia did not say anything. He was not good at dealing with such a situation, and he felt out of breath.
He did not want to recall his past experience. He spent a long time convincing himself that what he did was not wrong, that there was nothing wrong with him standing up for himself, and that there was nothing wrong with him sticking to himself.
"Juexia, the past …"
Knock knock —
A sudden knock on the door interrupted Liang Ruo's refutation. Fang Juexia looked up and saw Pei Tingsong leaning against the door frame with a cynical smile on his face.
"Am I disturbing you?"
Liang Ruo turned to look at him. "Sorry, we have something to do now …"
"That's great." Pei Tingsong did not wait for him to finish. He walked in with one hand in his pocket. "I want to disturb you."
Liang Ruo suddenly froze.
"Fang Juexia." Pei Tingsong walked in front of him, stood still, and tilted his head. "Why didn't you reply to my WeChat?"
Fang Juexia was stunned.
He was going to reply …
Pei Tingsong put an arm around his shoulder. "You took so long to go to the bathroom. I thought you got lost. Did you listen to what I sent you? "
"I didn't have time," Fang Juexia said honestly.
"You didn't bring your earphones, did you?" Pei Tingsong threw a wireless earphone into his front pocket. "Go back and sit down to listen. Aren't you tired of standing?"
Liang Ruo seemed to be unable to stand being ignored by the two of them. He made a final struggle. "Juexia, you …"
Pei Tingsong stopped and said in an unfriendly tone, "Brother Qiang and Captain told me not to cause trouble when I went out. I promised, but they forced me to break the rules."
He turned around and looked at Liang Ruo condescendingly. His tone was full of viciousness. "Don't take yourself too seriously. I just helped you once. You should be grateful in your heart."
Liang Ruo took a deep breath. "You … What right do you have to comment on our past?"
"Because I'm his teammate." Pei Tingsong held his hand and held Fang Juexia's shoulder. "Because I get along with him day and night. Because one-sixth of his dream is to have my name written on it."
Pei Tingsong sneered.
"What are you?"
Liang Ruo stared at Pei Tingsong with his innocent eyes.
"You don't want to say?" Pei Tingsong thought for a moment. "Let me think for you … A trainee from your former company? An old friend who parted ways? Or someone who took his place to debut? "
"You want fame, fortune, friendship, and moral blackmail."
The smile on his face disappeared and he raised his eyebrows.
"Are you worthy?"