Seriously … Pei Tingsong felt that his temper had been too good recently, and he had gotten used to it. Just as he was about to speak, the phone in his hand vibrated. He accidentally glanced at the lock screen and saw the words [astar liang ruo].
His mood instantly fell to the bottom, and he was inexplicably angry. Pei Tingsong was not a good-tempered person. He thought about how Fang Juexia had asked him to bring the phone over just now. Perhaps it was because he wanted to chat with him. Thinking of this, his chest became more and more oppressed. But he still held it in. He did not want to lose his temper at Fang Juexia, and he was not in a position to lose his temper. So he just put the phone on the ground upside down, pulled Fang Juexia up, and stuffed the salad box into his arms.
Fang Juexia was not a sensitive person, but he almost immediately felt that Pei Tingsong was unhappy. He did not know why, but he felt that Pei Tingsong would fight back. The atmosphere was a little wrong with him being so quiet.
But if he was really angry, his reaction should be bigger.
How strange. Fang Juexia could not figure it out, but he did not want to expose him. So he opened the salad box and ate a few mouthfuls, and then he saw the cucumber slices. He did not like cucumbers to begin with, and the sandwiches a few days ago had given him a phobia of pickled cucumbers. So he used a fork to push the cucumbers to a corner of the box and ate the other vegetables and chicken breast.
Pei Tingsong saw this series of small actions. He was originally sulking, but now he wanted to laugh. "Hey, how old are you? You're still picky? I'm three years younger than you, and I'm not picky. "
Fang Juexia put the fork beside the box and vaguely emphasized, "Four years old."
"Three and a half years old." Pei Tingsong picked up the fork and ate the cucumbers one by one.
In Fang Juexia's understanding, sharing food with another person was a very ambiguous thing, especially eating food that the other person did not like. When he was very young, he saw his father eating the celery that his mother didn't like and telling her not to be picky.
Seeing him in a daze, Pei Tingsong tapped the side of the box with a fork. "What are you thinking about? You're so engrossed."
Fang Juexia snapped out of his daze and said casually, "Nothing much. I just feel that you don't look like a young master at all. Those who don't know will think that the company has wronged you by not giving you food to eat. "
"I am adhering to the fine tradition of not being wasteful and not being picky about food. This is why I can grow to 1.9 meters and you can only grow to 1.8 meters."
"You grew taller again?"
Pei Tingsong was a little proud. "I measured it yesterday. It's exactly 190." He stood up and walked to the door to turn on the lights in the practice room.
"Kaledo has no place for a big Buddha like you." Fang Juexia picked up his phone from the ground. He glanced at the time and locked the screen when he saw Liang Ruo.
He had no feelings for Liang Ruo, and theoretically, he didn't really believe the important things he said. After all, there was almost no interaction between them now, except for the unequal competitive relationship. If it was something in the past, he would have left long ago and didn't want to look back.
The other teammates also came back. Fang Juexia felt lucky that they had bumped into him and Pei Tingsong alone with the lights off earlier.
No, why should he be afraid? He didn't do anything wrong.
Fang Juexia found that he had been trapped in a quagmire of logic and emotions recently. Rationally, he had never done anything that would make him feel guilty, ashamed, or guilty, but these emotions would always come up from time to time.
Especially when it came to guilt.
In the middle of the night, they were dragged to the recording studio to finish recording the last song of the album. The results were not easy to come by. Cheng Qiang sighed. "It's finally done. You all worked hard. Go back and take a hot shower. There's a meeting at 10 o 'clock tomorrow morning. Xiao Wen will pick you up. Don't sleep too late. "
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another wave of wailing.
"Another meeting."
"I'm numb from all the meetings recently. I feel sleepy when the boss speaks."
"That's enough." Cheng Qiang sent them out of the studio. "Tomorrow's meeting is to discuss the styling and MV design. It won't be too long. Anyway, you have to wake up early to practice even if you don't have a meeting.
When he returned to the dormitory, Fang Juexia's phone had run out of battery. He went back to his room to charge it.
"Yiyi, do you want to take a shower?"
Ling Yi was already lying on the bed. "You go first. I'll check Weibo for a while."
Fang Juexia nodded and found a plaster from the table drawer. He then took a new set of pajamas from the wardrobe and went to the main bathroom.
He took a quick shower and put on his pants. It was inevitable for dancers to get injured. Recently, the intensity of his practice had increased. Although he had been resting and stretching well, it still hurt a little. Fang Juexia took off his shirt and pressed on his sore back. He tore open the plaster and looked at it in the mirror. However, it was a little tiring to look in the mirror. His head was sore from twisting.
Just as he was about to put his hand behind his back, the bathroom door suddenly opened. He thought it was Ling Yi, but when he looked up, he saw Pei Tingsong.
The other party seemed a little surprised. "The door wasn't locked. I thought no one was here …"
Fang Juexia blinked a few times and stood up straight. He was still holding the plaster in his hand. "Oh, I … I wanted to put this on."
Sure enough, a strange emotion emerged in his heart again. It was an emotion that did not make any sense.
Pei Tingsong scratched his head and grabbed the door handle. He did not know whether to stay or leave. When he thought of Fang Juexia's awkward posture when he pushed the door open, he simply said, "I'll help you."
He walked over and stuck the plaster in his hand. Fang Juexia did not have time to refuse.
"Where do you stick it?"
Fang Juexia's back was facing him. He thought of the scene in the afternoon when he was pranked by Pei Tingsong in the practice room. He put his hand behind his back and pressed his finger on the right side of his waist. He then released it. "Here …"
His skin was illuminated by the strong light in the bathroom. It was so white that it was dazzling. There were even water droplets floating on it. The illusion of a seesaw in the practice room came up again. His breathing became tight. Pei Tingsong grabbed a towel and wiped the remaining water on his waist. He put his index and middle fingers together and pressed Fang Juexia's waist. "Here?"
"A little to the right."
"Here?"
"Yes."
Pei Tingsong felt that something was wrong. His heart was beating faster and faster. He did not know what to do. However, it was not like he had never seen Fang Juexia without a shirt. He even hugged him to sleep for a night. At that time, he did not feel anything.
What was wrong with him now?
He applied the plaster in his hand and smoothed it with his fingers. He then lowered his head and said, "It's done."
"Thank you." Fang Juexia reached out and touched it. He picked up his pajamas and put it on. He buttoned it with his back facing Pei Tingsong and turned around. "Do you want to take a shower?"
"Yes." Pei Tingsong could not look at him properly. He knew that he was acting very strange. It was as if he had a fever. He could only divert his attention. "Is your waist okay? Why do you need this? Did your waist injury relapse? "
Fang Juexia wiped his hair with a towel. "No. I'm just a little sore. I'm just a little sore. This isn't a painkiller. It's a medicine to relieve the swelling. "
"That's good …"
Fang Juexia did not say anything else. He made room for Pei Tingsong and closed the bathroom door. Pei Tingsong stood in the same place for a while before locking the door. He took off his shirt with one hand. The light in the bathroom made him a little irritated. When he was in the underworld, he had seen many people who openly displayed their lust by sticking close to him. However, he did not feel anything at that time. He even hated such low-level animal instincts.
Pei Tingsong was a contradictory body. His style seemed to be frivolous, but in fact, he was neither born nor involved in the world. He was just a piece of reverse scale that was stuck at the border, a barb that refused to listen to advice or be controlled. He looked like a rich playboy on the outside, but in fact, he was a piece of white paper. He was extremely stubborn and could not be lit easily. Once there was a spark, there was no turning back.
The water poured down, and the bathroom was filled with steam. As he washed, the image of Fang Juexia standing there taking a shower inexplicably appeared in his mind. Pei Tingsong turned the water cold and finished washing.
Fang Juexia returned to his room and saw the message from Liang Ruo. There were four missed calls. He did not know why Liang Ruo was so persistent. He was hesitating whether to reply when a new message popped up on WeChat.
[Guide Dog: When your waist is sore, you can sleep with a small pillow.]
Pei Tingsong lay on the bed and flipped through a page of a book. Finally, his phone vibrated.
[Other than being pretty, you are still pretty: No small pillow.]
This Fang Juexia was scarier than a straight man. Pei Tingsong put down the book and turned to look. There were two pillows on his bed, one big and one small. The big one was used as a backrest, and the small one was taken from the bay window of his apartment. Now, it was used as a pillow.
He picked up the small pillow and prepared to leave. However, he remembered that He Ziyan would see him if he went out like this. He sat on the bed and thought for a while. Pei Tingsong stood by the window and turned to look at the balcony next door.
Fang Juexia had just lifted the quilt when he heard a thud. He turned around abruptly. It seemed that something had hit the balcony. He walked over and saw that it was a black backpack that had hit the cactus again. It was crooked.
He used a flower hoe to straighten the cactus and said slowly to himself, "Why are you in such a hurry to kill each other?" After that, he went to deal with the unknown black backpack. When he opened it, there was a small white pillow inside. Fang Juexia hugged the small pillow and walked to the left side of the balcony. He looked at the window next door and said thank you in a low voice. Unexpectedly, a hand reached out from the window and waved twice coolly.
With the small pillow, Fang Juexia slept very well that night. However, the other person on the other side of the wall tossed and turned restlessly. She had dreams all night. She dreamed of Fang Juexia dancing, his smooth back, and the way he walked with others and smiled at them.
"Wow, Xiao Pei, why do you look like you're indulging in sex? Are you … covering your mouth? " Before Ling Yi could finish speaking, Pei Tingsong, who was sitting next to him, covered his mouth. "I didn't sleep well. Don't provoke me."
"Really?" He Ziyan liked to tease him more and more recently. "Xiao Pei, as your roommate, I don't even know that you didn't sleep well. It's my fault. I don't care about you recently. It's all my fault."
Pei Tingsong's eyelids drooped. He was full of disgust.
Chen Zhengyun came in with the people from the planning department. "Good morning. Are you tired?"
"I'm so tired ~"
"It's a little tiring in the early stages, but it'll be a lot easier after recording the song." Chen Zhengyun gestured to the director of planning and then briefly explained the recent work to the six people in Kaledo. "We're expected to return on April 5th, so there are still more than two weeks left. Yesterday, we confirmed the location of the MV shooting and signed the contract. In a while, Director Zhang will talk to you about the concept design and the styling team. He'll be there in half an hour. "
"The focus of work is still on practicing the title song. We'll start shooting the MV next Monday. Rest well for the next few days and try to be in your best condition for the shoot." After speaking, he deliberately looked at Ling Yi. "Everyone's weight control has been very effective recently. I've seen the data and it's not bad."
Ling Yi shook his head proudly.
Cheng Qiang checked the schedule. "The current arrangement is like this. We'll release the first trailer in the early morning of the 26th. Then, we'll release the individual trailer of each member day by day. On the 2nd, we'll release the entire MV. After that, we'll release the entire MV on the music platform. On the 4th, you'll have a small fan meeting. On that day, you'll release your first title song live. At the same time, there'll be a live recording of the song. On the 5th, there'll be a live recording of the song. "
This arrangement was already very humane. It was not rushed and gave them plenty of time to practice.
Pei Tingsong asked, "Won't releasing the song and the MV at the same time divert the schedule?"
Chen Zhengyun said, "We're still discussing this. We might release the title song at the end of March. We'll have to see when …"
Before he could finish speaking, the door of the conference room suddenly opened. A staff member barged in with a panicked expression. "President Chen!"
"What's wrong? Why are you so flustered? "
"Oh no, Kaledo's new demo has been leaked. It's all over the Internet now!"
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