The purchase rate of the V chapter is not high enough, so it is inevitable that you will be able to see the latest chapter after making up for it. Once the public is talking about it, rumors about the group will once again spread like wildfire, especially Fang Juexia, who is known for his bloodthirsty nature. However, compared to before, he received more support and support from fans. For the first time, there were more clarifications on Weibo than there were rumors. Many haters criticized him for being a masochist.
Fang Juexia, who was at the center of the whirlpool, was not in the mood or time to pay attention to these things. After the live broadcast incident, Kaledo's commercial activities soared. Brands and major program groups extended olive branches to them. They had much more to do than pay attention to the public opinion on the Internet.
The other members had their own personal schedules. Fang Juexia's recent work was to shoot a double magazine cover with Pei Tingsong. This cover was his first fashion resource, and it was one of the five major magazines. If the effect was good, it would unlock a new circle. If the effect was bad, it would crash.
At half past five in the morning, Cheng Qiang came to the dormitory to wake Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong up for the magazine shoot. The weather was getting colder, and it snowed heavily at night.
Pei Tingsong woke up grumpily. She pulled a long face when she went to the styling room to choose clothes. She did not even want to pretend to be a kind and dedicated idol. She was like an evil spirit from hell who was sent to punish others but overworked. Fang Juexia had such a strange analogy in his mind.
"Morning ~" The door was pushed open, and a tall and strong man wearing a fluorescent down jacket came in. His rough voice was sharp. "Hi ~ I'm today's styling director. You can call me Andy." His fingernails were very long, and they were covered with sparkles and broken diamonds. Fang Juexia smiled politely at him. "Hello."
"Are you bare-faced, dear?!" Andy spoke in an exaggerated manner, like an actress in a musical. He suddenly leaned in closer, causing Fang Juexia to unconsciously lean his head back. "Wow, you have the fairest skin among all the male artists I've worked with. Many artists like to give themselves a fair-skinned persona, but in reality, they have to put on three layers of makeup in private." As he spoke, he suddenly noticed the birthmark at the corner of Fang Juexia's eye. He reached out to rub it. "Hey, I've always been curious. The one on your face …"
"Don't be curious, it's true." Pei Tingsong grabbed his hand and took it away from Fang Juexia's face. Pei Tingsong had a fake smile on his face. "Brother Andy, isn't it time to find clothes for us?"
When Andy saw Pei Tingsong, his expression suddenly became a little shy. He patted Pei Tingsong's sleeves and said, "Aiya, yes, yes, yes, look for clothes. Tingsong is so tall, he should be a model. "Pei Tingsong was rarely called that, and he had goosebumps all over his body. He immediately let go of his hand. Andy took off his jacket, revealing the slightly slim-fit black knitted sweater inside. He reached out to fan himself. "Coco, take out the styling proposal."
Fang Juexia had a neutral impression of Andy. He was used to the staff looking down on him, and many times, he looked worse with makeup than without. Idols were different from other artists. They liked styling, and stylists had a high status in the industry. Andy was very famous, but he didn't put on airs, which was already very good. He glanced at Pei Tingsong, and felt that his reaction was much more obvious.
It seemed that he really wasn't gay, Fang Juexia thought.
Coco, the styling assistant who distributed the materials, was a girl who spoke quickly. "It's going to be spring soon, so this time, the magazine has decided on the concept of Spring with Flowers. That's because the location of the studio is in a greenhouse, so our styling will be done with natural scenery like flowers and plants."
At this time, Xiao Zhou, the photographer's assistant who was in charge of communicating with the styling department about the makeup, also came in. He discussed with Andy for a while and confirmed the makeup design again.
Fang Juexia flipped open their proposal, and there were some abstract design drafts and color matching plans. It looked good, but his memory was too good. He remembered that the role of the male actor who had stolen the opportunity to become popular was a florist. This proposal seemed to be tailor-made for him.
He flipped to the back, and sure enough, whether it was the concept or the overall style, it was born out of the theme of a florist. From the description of the concept, the relevant part of "spring" seemed to be added later, and it seemed very temporary.
However, Fang Juexia knew in his heart that with his qualifications, he couldn't ask for too much. If this was work on the stage, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it. Even if there was a slight flaw in the headset, he wouldn't be able to accept it. But other than that, he wasn't very enthusiastic about work, so naturally, he wouldn't fight for it.
The photographer's assistant also cooperated. "Yes, the magazine also thinks that the image and temperament of the two of you are very compatible with the concept of spring. The style of the flower boy has been enduring for a long time, and the two of you have been very popular recently, so we are inclined to use the similar style to create the concept of twins."
It seemed like they wanted to make it convenient and simple, so they let the two of them use the previous florist's proposal. Fang Juexia closed the proposal, vaguely worried that this kind of floral makeup on his face would make him look feminine or tacky.
"So we will highlight the similarities between the two of you in the makeup …"
"Sorry." The assistant's words were interrupted.
Fang Juexia turned around and saw Pei Tingsong slowly raise his hand. "Can I join the discussion?"
It was common for artists' teams to interfere with filming, and he had seen many rude requests before, so the surprise on the photographer's assistant's face only flashed for a moment. "Of course."
However, Fang Juexia understood Pei Tingsong's personality. He definitely didn't just want to join the discussion. From the beginning, his expression didn't look very good.
"Then I'll say it directly. This proposal is very good." Pei Tingsong sat on the sofa and raised his head with a smile. "But it doesn't suit Juexia Ge at all."
Fang Juexia was a little stunned.
"Also, I don't look like him at all. The concept of twins will be very difficult to create. "
These words weren't tactful, and the expressions on everyone's faces were different. Cheng Qiang, who had been checking the interview outline, felt the atmosphere was awkward. He raised his head and glanced at the crowd, then immediately laughed. "Our Xiao Pei is like this. He grew up abroad and says whatever he wants. You don't have to take it seriously."
Coincidentally, the door was pushed open. This time, it was the photographer Lin Mo who had arrived late. His position in the industry was extraordinary. What he was best at was discovering and magnifying the highlights. No matter how ordinary the model looked, he could make it into a beautiful blockbuster.
The only problem was that this photographer had a strange temper and was difficult to work with. He also took jobs based on fate. They were lucky to have been able to hire him this time. A famous overseas actor had canceled his shoot due to scheduling issues, so they were able to get Lin Mo's free shot.
"Xiao Zhou? Is the lighting ready? "His tone wasn't very good. He roughly glanced around the room." What's the problem? "
Assistant Xiao Zhou laughed dryly. "Ah, it's nothing. I'll go find the lighting engineer now."
"There's something." Pei Tingsong looked at Lin Mo and said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing, "Teacher Lin, I just read your assistant's proposal. To be honest, it doesn't seem like your style."
This job was just a fill-in job for Lin Mo. His assistant had volunteered to do the planning, so he had agreed. On the other hand, he was also biased against his idol's profession.
In his opinion, pretty faces often didn't have a story. The films they shot didn't speak and had no soul. Moreover, these pretty faces often asked for "please make me more beautiful." This made Lin Mo unable to realize the value of his work.
At first, he also thought of the two members of the boy band who had been extremely popular recently. When he heard Pei Tingsong criticize the proposal, his view was even more solidified. Lin Mo laughed and looked at Fang Juexia who didn't have any reaction. "You think so too?"
Just by looking at him, he felt that Fang Juexia was more like an exquisite doll than a human being.
Fang Juexia had always been indifferent to expressing himself.
However, he inexplicably had a subtle tacit understanding with Pei Tingsong. Just like when Pei Tingsong interrupted his assistant, he immediately understood what Pei Tingsong meant by "not suitable." Originally, he wanted to compromise, just like many times before, because he felt that these things weren't important. Being perfunctory and being perfunctory were mutual.
However, Pei Tingsong refused to bow down. He wanted to stand up and remove this layer of tacit agreement.
As a teammate who had debuted with him, Fang Juexia didn't like this kind of solitary courage. Therefore, he chose to express himself this time. Even Cheng Qiang was surprised.
"Xiao Pei didn't mean that the proposal wasn't suitable. It's very good and very suitable for Pei Tingsong." Fang Juexia maintained a polite smile. "It's just that … if we're in line with the recent trends on the Internet, it might not be the best idea to simply assimilate the two of us. There's a big difference between us. "
Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully. His eyes swept back and forth between the two unfamiliar members of the boy band. Then, he took a proposal from the table and casually flipped through it.
"As soon as I received this proposal, I knew it wasn't from you." Pei Tingsong directly exposed him. "After all, you're a photographer who doesn't like assembly line pictorials."
Hearing this, Cheng Qiang's heart broke out in cold sweat. This was equivalent to directly slapping his studio in the face. He wanted to speak, but Fang Juexia, who was standing next to him, gently pulled his arm and stopped him.
Lin Mo stopped flipping through the book. He raised his head and squinted at Pei Tingsong. Then, he stood up and walked towards him step by step.
The atmosphere dropped to the freezing point. Even the smart Andy didn't dare to breathe loudly.
When he walked in front of Pei Tingsong, Lin Mo finally opened his mouth. "You're pretty good."
Fang Juexia silently breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Zhou." Lin Mo turned around. "You're so perfunctory about writing a proposal. Do you think I'm also perfunctory about this job?"
These words were smooth and slick. Not only did he separate himself from the matter of the proposal, but he also expressed his work attitude.
Xiao Zhou answered submissively. His boss had a bad temper and scolded him almost every day. It was lucky that he only gave him pointers and didn't scold him today. Besides, it was true that he was lazy. After knowing that the popular proposal had been retained, he went to discuss with the styling team to change it and use it again.
Lin Mo walked up to Pei Tingsong and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "If you can do this, why do you want to stand out?"
"Isn't this a double issue?" Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows.
Lin Mo smiled and nodded. "You're just as your sister said."
Pei Tingsong smiled. "It's definitely not a good thing."
Lin Mo turned around. "Xiao Zhou, change the proposal now. The concept of spring will only be retained in the shooting of Pei Tingsong. " Xiao Zhou hurriedly sighed and took out his laptop. He saw his boss walk up to Fang Juexia and size him up. He said slowly, "Just … don't make it spring. Fang Juexia's facial features are too exquisite. It's tacky and lacks uniqueness." Then he asked, "What do you think?"
Fang Juexia was so silent that he didn't seem like an artist. When he heard the question, he didn't seem to have much emotion.
"Winter."
Lin Mo's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. "Why?"
He thought of something and his slightly pursed lips suddenly curved into an imperceptible smile. However, it was completely different from his previous professional smile. It came from the bottom of his heart.
"Someone said that I look like ice."
Fang Juexia's perceptual system was always delayed. His perception was slow, just like in the paper game. He was only shocked by Pei Tingsong's swift and violent attack. Apart from that, there was nothing else. But suddenly, there was the sound of packaging in the silent wardrobe. It seemed to have triggered a nerve in his perceptual system and instantly pulled him back to the scene of the game where his desire to win was bursting.
After a long delay, the sound of the candy wrapper rubbing against each other began to boil in his red ears.
It was fine if the clock didn't work, but now even his perception was starting to become chaotic.
It turned out that Fang Juexia wanted to give him snacks. Pei Tingsong finally understood the other party's motive.
Then say it directly.
Right, Fang Juexia wanted to say it directly at the beginning, but he stopped him.
Outside, the sound of his teammates arguing in the living room could be heard.
Pei Tingsong felt helpless. He was supposed to be one of them.
"You want to dismiss me with this …" he said very softly.
Unexpectedly, Fang Juexia on the other side of the darkness beat him to it. "Then throw it over and give it back to me."
He tried to take the opportunity to withdraw his offer of snacks, even though his tone was somewhat cold.
"In your dreams." There was no way he would return something that was in his hands. He directly bit open the packaging with his teeth, squeezed out the soft glutinous rice paste, and brought it to his mouth.
The moment it touched his lips, the familiar soft glutinous rice paste made Pei Tingsong lose himself for a moment.
Clearly, during the game, there was no strange emotion at all. He just wanted to win.
But now, his lips seemed to be electrified. This glutinous rice paste evoked a strange reverie.
In the darkness where no one could see, Pei Tingsong's Adam's apple bobbed up and down a few times in a panic. Then, he swallowed the small soft thing in one gulp and secretly swore to himself that he would never eat glutinous rice paste again.
Even so, the scene of passing the candy wrapper still lingered in his mind. The darker the surroundings, the brighter the light that shone in Fang Juexia's eyes at that moment.
Darkness was a petri dish for emotions, and silence was a magnifying glass for senses.
Pei Tingsong just wanted to break the silence out of some unknown psychology. He stretched out his sore legs and touched Fang Juexia. "Hey."
"Don't I have a name?"
Fang Juexia didn't mean to embarrass him. It was just a question without any emotion. In fact, he had long been used to Pei Tingsong's reckless behavior. For him, the order of seniority didn't matter. But at this moment, he just felt very strange. Everything was very strange.
Pei Tingsong's throat choked. He originally wanted to ask if he had any more food, but now that he was met with a cold retort, the evil habit in his bones came back in a whirlwind.
"How many times have you called my name?" As he spoke, he tried to get the cold guy's attention. So he moved closer, bent his knee to push Fang Juexia's closed knees apart, and ordered forcefully, "Hey, look at me."
He deliberately lowered his voice, making it more oppressive. His knee maliciously pushed his legs apart, and even stepped on his thigh. "You're not looking at me at all, right?"
Fang Juexia said bluntly, "I can't see."
"Then I don't care." Pei Tingsong's tone became more mischievous, with a hint of a smile. Just as he was about to make the next move, the wardrobe door suddenly opened.
The light came in unexpectedly.
"Dang dang dang dang! Come out of the closet! " The cameraman stood behind Ling Yi, who was holding onto the wardrobe door. At first, he didn't see clearly, but in the next second, he realized that the two of them were in a strange position in the wardrobe, especially Pei Tingsong's legs …
Lu Yuan, who was standing beside Ling Yi, said gloatingly, "Brother Yuan is very pleased. It seems that the two of you got along very well in the past five minutes."
Fang Juexia squinted his eyes and lowered his head. Pei Tingsong covered his eyes with his hand and quickly retracted his leg. Fang Juexia was not used to the sudden brightness of the night.
Of course, this scene was also recorded in the live broadcast room.
[It's only been five minutes and I've missed you both so much!! Hurry up and let Mama know what we're doing!]
[Hahaha01 I'm dying of laughter. What's the point of coming out of the closet?]
[Ahhhhh! What kind of scene is this?! I'm dizzy!]
[Grape tree, where are you stepping on?]
[What the hell is going on between the two of you in this position? Why isn't there a photographer in the closet? I hate it!]
[This scene is so similar to the scene of the anti-pornography brigade directly attacking the crime scene, hhh, especially when Juexia pleads guilty and lowers his head.]
[AHHHHHHHHHH! I want to see wardrobe play!!]
[I'm coming out! I'm coming out!]
[Today is our Aural Coming Out Anniversary!]
Pei Tingsong was the first to walk out, mumbling that he was about to suffocate.
"Just now, we played another round outside, and Lu Yuan lost, hahaha!" Ling Yi couldn't stop laughing. "He recorded a short video of the Flower Flipping Hand!"
Only then did Fang Juexia realize that the photographer was lying to them. There was no one outside the closet.
His heart was beating a little strangely, not in accordance with the usual rhythm of his body. He attributed this to the lack of oxygen in the confined space.
"I'm starving." Xiao Pei began to look for food as soon as he went out. "I've been punished all night. Hurry up and give me something to eat."
Ling Yi picked up the opened packaging on the sofa. "Hey, eat this. It's glutinous rice paste. It's delicious." After that, he took out a glutinous rice paste and threw it at Pei Tingsong.
The small glutinous rice paste drew a parabola in the air and became a hot potato when it reached Pei Tingsong's arms. Pei Tingsong reacted violently. "I don't want this." After that, he casually threw it at He Ziyan. He Ziyan didn't catch it, and the glutinous rice paste bounced off his arm and fell into Fang Juexia's hands.
Seeing this scene, Pei Tingsong awkwardly walked away and pretended not to see anything. "Where's the half-filled bag of chips just now?"
Fang Juexia lowered his head and stared at the glutinous rice paste paralyzed in his palm. In the end, he expressionlessly opened the bag and ate it himself.
"Is it delicious?" Ling Yi pulled him to the sofa. "I bought it."
It's delicious …
Fang Juexia pursed his lips and then let go. He clenched the transparent plastic bag tightly and stuffed it into the pocket of his home clothes. The shrunken plastic bag slowly bounced back in the small furry space, making a subtle and long sound.
"It's delicious."
After everyone arrived, the interactive chat session started. Each of them could feel that the number of fans was increasing, and they could also feel that there were many new fans who couldn't catch up. This was an exciting thing. After working hard for two years, they could finally be seen by everyone.
"Let's answer the fans' questions." Jiang Miao looked at the scrolling bullet screen and automatically started the cue process.
Ling Yi and Lu Yuan were very respectful and clapped hard. "Okay!"
"I'll do it." He Ziyan took a screenshot and picked out a question. "This fan with the ID [Kaleido is my new wall] asked, 'Are all the brothers in the group using their original names? Are there any stage names or English names? '"
Jiang Miao looked at him and said with a smile, "Very few people ask this question. Is it because our members' names are more special?"
He Ziyan started at the mention of this. "Only Ling Yi is special."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yuan and he performed a two-person rotation without warning. The two of them suddenly shouted in unison, "Is there a 1?" Lu Yuan even opened Ling Yi's jacket and searched inside, but Ling Yi kicked it away. "No! Get lost! "
Pei Tingsong watched the video and laughed so hard that he almost spat out his chips. "Hahahahaha."
[Hahaha, I'm going crazy from laughing at this idiot group.]
[Help, hahahaha, is there a 1? Hahahaha.]
[Look at 01's expression, hahahahaha. Damn 01, you're so pitiful.]
"You're bullying me again!" Ling Yi started to fight He Ziyan and Lu Yuan like a chicken paddling water. Juexia and Jiang Miao hugged him reluctantly. Jiang Miao tried to hold back her laughter. "Okay, okay, don't be angry with them."
Fang Juexia suddenly said without thinking, "No one can take your place if you're angry."
[Hahahaha, Teacher Fang is gradually becoming old-fashioned.]
He Ziyan had enough of laughing and sat up straight while holding his stomach. "Okay, okay, okay, answer the question seriously. The six of us are using our original names. We don't have stage names or English names. Maybe the company didn't do overseas projects at that time? "
Lu Yuan directly exposed him. "The company was so poor. How could it have the money to do overseas projects?"
Ling Yi: "Fortunately, we didn't do it. We wouldn't have been that popular."
Pei Tingsong: "The biggest advantage of this group is that they know what they're doing."
[Hahaha, Teacher Yuan is awesome!]
[The boss is watching you!]
[Pei Tingsong, you didn't inherit any advantages. You're the most ignorant!]
[F * ck! Hahaha, what's wrong with this group?!]
Jiang Miao looked at the bullet screen. "Juexia? Ah, yes, Juexia is his real name. "
Fang Juexia immediately nodded. "Yes, my mother named him because my birthday is June 26th. I was born in the summer."
"Juexia's name came from an ancient poem," Jiang Miao said again. "Xiao Pei's name is also from an ancient poem, right?"
Xiao Pei held a bottle of Baichun in his mouth and asked the camera, "Does my name sound good?"
[It sounds good!!!]
[It's good to hear and sing. You were born to be a singer!]
Jiang Miao suddenly thought. "Ah, but Xiao Pei grew up in America. Maybe he has an English name." He glanced at Xiao Pei. "We really don't know."
Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong shook his head. "No, when I was overseas, everyone just called me Song. There's no difficulty in pronouncing it. Americans also find it strange that you have a name. Also, my grandfather said that we should be proud of our origin and name. "
[Grandpa feels very cool.]
Ling Yi: "Let me tell you a secret. Xiao Pei's grandfather is a writer. He even published a poetry book."
[Wow! Grandpa is amazing!]
[I feel that Xiao Pei's family is very magical. No wonder Xiao Pei is so talented!]
Lu Yuan stared at the screen. "Someone asked Xiao Pei why his Chinese is so good."
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