Pei Tingsong shrugged. "Growing up is a process of self-awareness. That's why no one can escape the law of being delicious."
Hearing what he said, the fans below the stage couldn't refute.
Fang Juexia didn't know if everyone was delicious, but everyone knew that he was a picky eater.
The background music of the signing event started to play "Kaleido", and it was the live version. Just as the staff was about to cut the song, the fans below the stage started to sing. Ling Yi picked up the microphone. "Don't cut, don't cut."
Lu Yuan moved his body along with everyone's voices excitedly. "Here comes the first generation of battle songs."
"You guys sang so well." Jiang Miao gave a thumbs up to the audience.
The fans even sang He Ziyan's rap accurately, which surprised them. Fang Juexia was a little surprised and even clapped for everyone. Unlike Ling Yi, who could sing at any time and place, he rarely sang in informal settings. However, being in this kind of environment, he was also affected.
Ling Yi held the microphone and sang the chorus with everyone. "Fight! fight! fight! Enjoy falling in the wind. fight! fight! fight! You'll remember me after the storm — "
When it was time for Pei Tingsong's impromptu performance, Fang Juexia, who was hidden in the warm atmosphere, also sang the chorus to the rap.
Pei Tingsong felt that he was very cute when he saw Fang Juexia shaking his head and singing his part, so he passed the microphone to Fang Juexia's mouth. The cold lead singer's debut rap was exposed in front of everyone.
"In this auction show, haters are not qualified to raise their hands …"
When Fang Juexia's voice came out, he was shocked at first. Like a frightened little animal, he paused and blinked.
"Whoo!" He Ziyan was the first to shout. "Go on!"
Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows at him, and the fans below the stage were screaming. The lead singer Fang Juexia had to follow the rhythm and rap forcefully. "… All money rising rich, oh i little …" When he sang bitches, Fang Juexia automatically changed to "angles loveso."
When he heard "angles", Pei Tingsong smiled and shook his head.
Lu Yuan laughed. "Hahahaha, it's self-purifying!"
Jiang Miao: "Improvisation is a family tradition in Kaledo."
Fang Juexia, on the other hand, was singing more and more enthusiastically. He took the microphone from Pei Tingsong and sang the last few lines with the speed of a verbal cannon. "Fakers was kicked away by me. Please, he didn't even pick an opponent. Stand up and head to my universe. You have one second left to escape. "
"Wow, that's amazing!"
"Juexia, you're super awesome!"
Ling Yi continued to maintain the dignity of a lead singer and sang his part without missing a word. When it came to Fang Juexia's part, he gritted his teeth and pointed the microphone in front of Pei Tingsong, who was unprepared. Thus, he took on the role of Pei Tingsong and passively sang with a very complicated expression. "My soul has been burned, burning with desire, and at this moment, it exploded into fire."
After he finished singing, Fang Juexia immediately took back the microphone and continued Pei Tingsong's part. He even raised his eyebrows at him. "Say hello ego."
His demeanor and his words carried a hint of provocation. But Pei Tingsong liked it very much. He liked the lively Fang Juexia. He was shy and childish, but he was also encouraged by everyone to bravely do things that he had never done before.
Ling Yi did not even stand up when he sang the last three high notes. He just sat there and sang with a smile. This unexpected debut song was messily sung by them, but the fans were super satisfied.
He Ziyan joked, "Next time Juexia has a solo, he'll rap."
Fang Juexia had always been slow to react. He was very excited when he sang, but after he finished, he was a little embarrassed and kept waving his hands. Jiang Miao also joked, "Which lead singer doesn't have a dream of rapping?"
Ling Yi held his face with both hands. "I don't."
Jiang Miao immediately broke down. "Yiyi, are you an expert at dismantling my stage?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Pei Tingsong leaned back in his chair and quietly looked at Fang Juexia. He saw that his cold exterior was suddenly exposed. In fact, he was a boy who would be at a loss when he was being teased. When he was in the mood, he would hum along to parts that did not belong to him. He would also change the word "bitch" to "angle" in the lyrics because he was too embarrassed to scold others.
Fang Juexia did not notice Pei Tingsong's gaze, but when he turned his head occasionally, he saw something. Jiang Miao gave him a cue, and he turned back to continue talking to them. But just as he finished speaking, Fang Juexia turned around again. Like a conscientious little robot, he was sure that there was an unfinished task in his mind. So he reached out and held the drawstring of Pei Tingsong's sweater with both hands. One was long while the other was short, and it was extremely asymmetrical.
"What are you doing?" Pei Tingsong looked at him. But Fang Juexia, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, did not care about him at all. Instead, he stared seriously at the two small ropes and tugged at them again and again, trying to make them the same length.
But the ropes were getting longer and longer, and Pei Tingsong could even feel the hood on his back tightening. But there was no other way. If he did not satisfy Fang Juexia's obsessive-compulsive disorder, there would be more trouble.
So he indulged in this way until Fang Juexia pinched the two ropes together and accurately compared them. He only stopped when they were about the same length. "Done."
Seeing that he was satisfied, Pei Tingsong thanked him and turned his head to look at the hood on his back.
It did not seem to have much of a beautifying effect.
Many of Fang Juexia's small details and actions might not be considered outstanding in the eyes of others. To put it bluntly, they were just trivial actions driven by human nature and emotions. But Pei Tingsong just felt that it was cute.
In the past, he was used to standing in the position of having nothing in his heart. He idealized and cut off other people's desires. He thought that the scales that could not be set were all caused by people worrying about nothing.
Once he put someone in his heart, Pei Tingsong finally realized that the equality that people imagined was really difficult, very difficult. Because now, he was always partial to Fang Juexia.
During the break, everyone ate, drank, and played some games. The relationship between Kaledo and his fans had always been like that of friends. They joked with each other and argued with each other. They were all very principled people. Even if they were very vague when they debuted, they rarely socialized with their fans. After all, they just wanted to make music.
After the break, Kaledo started the remaining half of the signing again. The fans had all kinds of tricks, which opened their eyes. The atmosphere was very cheerful when it was about to end, until Fang Juexia welcomed a somewhat special fan, who was also the last in line.
This was a girl who was dressed plainly. She was 16 or 17 years old. She did not take anything, and was not full of emotions and enthusiasm like other fans. On the contrary, she was very reserved and even a little timid.
"Juexia Ge, please sign an autograph for me." Her voice was very low and very soft. It was quickly buried in the noisy venue. Fang Juexia said that he was embarrassed, and then he moved closer. "What's your name? What do you want to sign?"
The girl lowered her head. "Xiaoqi, Slanted Jade, another Qi. I want to sign a line. Good luck. "
Her request was very simple, but Fang Juexia saw that she was not in the right mood, so he stopped after signing a Xiaoqi. He was not a person who often showed concern, but since he appeared in front of him, Fang Juexia could not ignore him.
"If you are not in a hurry, can you chat with me?" Fang Juexia smiled. "I feel that you are a little depressed."
The girl did not know why, but she suddenly cried. Transparent tears fell drop by drop on the back of her hand that was supporting herself on the table. Fang Juexia immediately took out a tissue and handed it to her. He heard her say thank you, and then she said to him, "Juexia Ge, I am so tired." She sniffled. "Before coming here, I just quarreled with my parents. They said that I am a weirdo. They said that I wear earphones every day and don't speak. They said that I am like a mute and not as cheerful and likable as other children. They say that every day. "
Fang Juexia listened to her in silence and patted her on the arm. After signing their own copies, Pei Tingsong and Ling Yi also noticed that Ling Yi handed her a carton of milk that she had not drunk and comforted her. Pei Tingsong was not very good at comforting people, so he only asked, "Every day?"
The girl nodded. "Yeah, because I am more introverted, I don't know how to get along with other people. Sometimes, I want to be like a cheerful child, but I can't do it. My mother always despises me and thinks that I am very embarrassing, especially when there are many adults around. They will scold me and say that it would be better to give birth to a mute. That would be more likable than me. "
She raised her hand to wipe her tears. "I know that I am not likable and very boring, but I am such a person. Aren't they the closest people to me? Why do they treat me like this … "
Pei Tingsong immediately thought of Fang Juexia. When he was in middle school, his father was disabled and drank heavily. He also vented like this, completely negating Fang Juexia. However, what Pei Tingsong did not know was that there were actually many such parents. It was too easy for them to negate a child.
Fang Juexia was still very calm. He took out a piece of tissue and handed it to the girl. "Do you know? I also have a very quiet personality, so your experience is similar to mine. People often say that I am a loner. The stereotype of our society is that being cheerful is better than being introverted, so every child should be taught to have a lively personality. " His tone was gentle. "But actually, that is not the case. Many times, being introverted is also part of your nature. Take you for example. Listening to music gives you more comfort and security than communicating, right?"
The girl nodded. "Yes."
"That's right. A quiet personality is like a chip that is solidified in your body when you are born. It is very difficult to change. Since it is difficult, then don't change it. Be an introverted person. Don't care about the negation of others, and don't deny yourself because of others. There are all kinds of people in the world, and there is no personality that should be completely denied. Being introverted does not mean that it is boring. "
Pei Tingsong listened silently at the side and did not speak. It was undeniable that he used to have a prejudice against Fang Juexia, who was too quiet. He said that he was like a block of wood and did not respond. So that was what he thought.
The girl did not lower her head again. Instead, she looked at Fang Juexia with tears in her eyes, and there was a trace of timidity in her eyes.
Fang Juexia was not very good at encouraging others. He could only give logical examples in the field he was familiar with. "Let me give you an example. Mathematicians once tried to divide all natural numbers into two categories: interesting numbers and uninteresting numbers. Of course, the definition of 'interesting' is very subjective. For example, prime numbers are interesting, and numbers with repeated digits are interesting. In short, as long as there is a number with a characteristic, it is classified as an interesting number. But later, this question actually evolved into a loose paradox — all natural numbers are interesting. "
The girl sank into it and was a little puzzled. "Why?"
Ling Yi was also curious. "Yes, why? There must be some numbers that have no characteristics."
Fang Juexia smiled. "Let's use the method of reductio ad absurdum to deduce. If there really is a boring set of natural numbers, then there must be a smallest boring number in it, right?"
Pei Tingsong immediately understood and smiled. "'The smallest boring number' is already an interesting characteristic."
Fang Juexia was a little surprised. "Yes." He looked at the girl again. "This leads to a contradiction. The smallest boring number itself is an interesting number. So, "he lowered his head and said as he signed the girl's autograph," Don't doubt whether you are boring or likable. You just have to be yourself. "
After signing the autograph, Fang Juexia handed the album to her with both hands. "You have to be confident, okay?"
The girl nodded and smiled. "Thank you, Juexia Ge. Thank you."
Fang Juexia shook his head and watched her leave.
Cheng Qiang picked up the microphone. "I'm very happy that everyone could come to Kaleido's signing. It will be over soon. Please take your things and don't lose them."
Everyone felt that it was a pity. Others were saying goodbye to their fans and trying to make as much noise as possible. Only Fang Juexia silently waved to his fans with a smile on his face.
Pei Tingsong found that his prejudice was constantly being reversed by Fang Juexia. This was a very interesting process. He used to think that he knew him well enough, but it turned out that he didn't. He seemed to be unsociable and taciturn, but in fact, he was a strong person. He lived in the denial of others since he was young, but he always believed in himself.
It was really cool.
"What did you sign for her?" Pei Tingsong couldn't help but ask in the end.
Fang Juexia's eyes were clear and he smiled.
"Do the same as me. Make an interesting minimum number."
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