At three o'clock in the morning, it snowed heavily in Beijing. After the recording of the program, Fang Juexia took the agent's car and returned to the dormitory. He stared out the window in a daze. The cement forest behind the snow was extremely quiet, as if he was finally covered with a quilt and waiting for rest.

The show has been recorded for too long, and the indoor confrontation game exhausted Fang Juexia. He is not good at socializing, but he always has to compromise with exposure.

"Juexia, are you tired? How long has it been recorded this time? This time, it's really..." Agent Cheng Qiang glanced at the rearview mirror. In the lens, he was covered by a wide fluffy black down jacket, and his pale face was almost sinking into the darkness. It seemed like a beautiful phantom, sealed in the mirror.

Fang Juexia looked halfway, and the light red birthmark outside the corner of her left eye was exposed from her forehead. He vaguely saw a faded maple leaf buried in the snow outside the window. Late autumn, who had escaped in a hurry, forgot it here, leaving a touch of redness in the ice and snow.

Or maybe he read it wrong.

"Eight hours and forty-two minutes." He said exactly, his voice was soft, and then answered the first question, "It's okay, I'm not tired."

"Sleep more before recording next time, don't go to the practice room." Cheng Qiang turned the steering wheel while turning the tone, "But you hardly spoke afterwards, that's not OK. Originally, the TV station wouldn't give you much shot later. If you don't say anything, you'll cut it off. You can win by relying on your face.

Fang Juexia knew that Cheng Qiang was thinking about him, so she smiled and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, I will pay attention next time."

Hearing this sentence, Cheng Qiang could not say anything. Fang Juexia is a member of the six-person boy group Kaleido, and can be regarded as the treasure that their company had taken out of the past. After all, he was once a trainee in the top domestic entertainment company Astar. Before he debuted, he had a fan support club. It was rumored that he would debut as the C position of the company's new boy group. Who knew that something happened, Fang Juexia actually left the original company on the eve of the group formation and came to Star Map. After practicing for two years, he debuted from Kaleido as the main dancer and deputy lead singer. He is the soul of the group.

There were also quite a lot of splashes at the beginning of his debut. After all, Fang Juexia's popularity as the strongest trainee had not subsided, and he had loyal fans who had been waiting for him. As soon as he took over this group, Cheng Qiang was full of enthusiasm and expectations. After all, these children need to be good-looking and have strength. But what happened later, he did not expect.

It doesn't feel good to die prematurely.

He suddenly remembered something, "Ah, by the way, I was going to shoot the inner pages of the magazine tomorrow..." When he thought about it, Cheng Qiang still felt unhappy, but he didn't want to affect Fang Juexia's mood, so he notified in a relatively relaxed tone, "No need to go, they have other arrangements."

Fang Juexia actually knew it in the afternoon. During the break, he heard his assistant Xiaowen call and scolded him for "intercepting the Hu" and "The five major magazines are amazing, and the traffic is amazing." He seemed very angry. Later, he found out that the inner page shooting and interview that had been finalized earlier were intercepted by a male actor who recently became popular because of a popular online drama. He lost his job opportunity, which should have been a discouraging thing, but Fang Juexia breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, there's still a chance in the future. That magazine now owes us favors." Cheng Qiang comforted, "It's pretty good now. If you don't have a job tomorrow morning, you can sleep in and eat something. You've lost weight recently. By the way, go back and tell Ling Yi that if he orders takeout in the middle of the night, I will force him to lose weight. He has no sense of being an idol at all. He's all flesh on his face. Do you want to transform into a comedian..."

Listening to his agent's nagging, Fang Juexia's phone suddenly vibrated. He took out his phone and took a look. The four words [Associate Director Yang] flashed on the screen. Two seconds passed. He pressed the side button to turn off the screen, pretending that he didn't see it.

But within a minute, the phone vibrated again, this time it was a text message.

[Why don't you answer the phone?]

[What did you think last time?]

[Reply to the phone, hurry up!]

[Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly.]

Text messages surged out one by one, like snakes that were rushing out of the cave in the darkness.

His fingers were frozen and he was typing slowly.

[I have rejected what you said last time.]

Less than two seconds after the call came out, Fang Juexia had to answer. The middle-aged man on the other end spoke up angry, "I'll give you another chance, this matter will not harm you! If you still want to continue participating in the show, be obedient."

"Sorry." Fang Juexia's calmness seemed out of place at this moment. Cheng Qiang saw something wrong and glanced at him again, "Who?"

After half a month of coercion and temptation, Deputy Director Yang lost all his patience at this moment, and even the ugly words came out, "Do you know how many unstoppable Baba followed behind my butt? What kind of clean thing do you think you are?"

here we go again.

"I'll look for you with you and my face, and I'll look for you? Bah, bitch, I won't be able to record it in the future! I'll get rid of the bedding for me. I'm so fucking shameless!"

Fang Juexia listened to him cursing quietly, without saying a word. When he hung up the phone in anger, his heart fell.

"What's wrong? Who?"

"Deputy Director Yang." Fang Juexia announced the result without any reason, "He asked me to get off the car from this show."

"What?!" Cheng Qiang braked the car suddenly and turned his head, "No, what, what's going on?"

Fang Juexia licked her dry lips to simplify the process to the greatest extent. "He always wanted me to go with him. I don't agree, and now I want to kick me away."

This is a plain word, but Cheng Qiang's expression changed and he was speechless for a moment.

"This is not a joke. We signed six issues at the beginning, and only recorded three times! This is the one who violated the contract."

Fang Juexia's tone was plain, "It's not the first time they did this kind of thing, and it's meaningless to talk to the scoundrel to the spirit of contract."

That's true. Cheng Qiang rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette. The cold wind suddenly poured in, shaking his face so much that he hurt. "You may blame you, sure, they suddenly got off the car and they have to make a reason... No, I have to contact the TV station, I can't just let him do it."

Hearing this, Fang Juexia's coldness broke through the ice. Sometimes he wished he was not a member of the group, so that he could take on everything without hindering anyone.

"I'm going to trouble you, Brother Qiang." He finally sighed, breaking the outsider's calmness.

Cheng Qiang held the steering wheel tightly, cursed something vaguely, frowned and let go, and swung his cigarettes quickly, rolled up the car window and started the car again, "It's okay, this broken show has not been bothered by us, and nothing happened last time."

Last time...

A tall figure walked over the roadside. Fang Juexia, who was swaying intent, suddenly recognized the wrong person. He raised his hand to wipe the white mist, and the man turned around, not the one he was thinking about. He calmed down.

Of course, nothing will happen. Who dares to provoke the powerful little devil?

After a while, Cheng Qiang heard a voice from behind. This made him feel even more powerless. Outside the windshield, the night view of the city continued to migrate backwards, and the aperture cast by the street lights opened its sight. Fang Juexia suddenly appeared in front of him when he was caught by a female colleague and talked about gossip, saying that the company had a very awesome trainee and looked like she was.

He wanted to know how exaggerated it was, so he put down the work in his hand and ran to take a look.

It is really beautiful, very beautiful. If you can see it, you can put the scouts on the annual commendation list of the entire company.

At that time, Fang Juexia was only eighteen years old and wore a black hooded sweatshirt. He even thought that even this sweatshirt with no design feels good-looking. The young man with no makeup had a transparent skin, and there was a small, slender, light red birthmark near the corner of his left eye, which was very special.

In this circle, beautiful skins have always been oversupply. They are exquisite and friendly, attracting you and inducing imagination.

What makes Fang Juexia special is that he is so beautiful that he feels very distant.

He naturally has a temperament that keeps people from thousands of miles away, like a work of art with low saturation, cold and silent feeling.

Cheng Qiang sent him back to the dormitory. Although Fang Juexia was tired, she was restless. After taking a shower, she sat at the desk and silently opened the Sudoku book with words, held the pen and calculated quietly, filling the numbers into the blanks, and his heart gradually calmed down. After the Sudoku game, Fang Juexia went to bed and covered her quilt, and she was sleepy and drowned him instantly. I don’t know how long I had been sleeping, but I heard familiar voices in my blurred consciousness.

"Juexia?Jue—Xia—"

With difficulty opening his eyes, he pressed his face against his face with a mask in front of him. Fang Juexia blinked twice as if the camera was in focus, then drilled into the quilt and said vaguely, "When is it?"

Ling Yi pulled off his mask, "You can have afternoon tea!" As the lead singer and high notes, he shouted loudly, and his cold hand reached into the quilt to pull Fang Juexia out, "Don't sleep with my brother, something big happened!"

Three words of major events stabbed Fang Juexia. He woke up, wiped his face and got out of bed, "I'll go wash up."

"Why is this guy so calm at all times..." Ling Yi sat up from the bed and ran back to the living room. There were two young men sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room, namely Kaleido's main Wu Luyuan and He Ziyan, deputy rap director. The two were staring at the laptop screen with relish.

"Are you up?" Captain Jiang Miao was holding a soft cloth in his hand, and just finished wiping the guzheng that was placed in the corner of the living room. "I'll go and heat him up the soup. I've been sleeping for so long and didn't eat anything at all."

Ling Yifei nodded quickly and followed Jiang Miao who was walking towards the kitchen, "Brother Miao, I want a bowl too!"

Lu Yuan exclaimed, "These girls are really amazing! How can you say so!"

He Ziyan next to him teased, "Dalian City Grass, please speak Mandarin."

Lu Yuan: "I'm speaking Mandarin!"

Ling Yi squeezed over with a smile, imitating his accent, "That's not, it's standard!"

"Get out!"

Just as he was screaming, Fang Juexia walked out, and the three-person sofa raised their heads with subtle expressions.

Fang Juexia knew it and apologized before everyone could speak, "Sorry, I'm implicating you again."

The three people on the sofa looked at each other, then looked at Fang Juexia again, with a question mark on their faces.

"No, shouldn't it be us who thanked you?" He Ziyan said with a smile, "I didn't expect our gang to become popular in this way."

Thanks?

Fang Juexia vaguely realized that everything seemed to be different from what he expected, "What are the big things you are talking about?"

Ling Yi turned his laptop and faced Fang Juexia, "The video of your meal shooting with Xiao Pei Airport has been on the hot search! Look, it's already 30,000 reposts now!"

And Pei Tingsong?

Fang Juexia narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the video playing on the screen. It was taken by him and Pei Tingsong while waiting for the plane the day before yesterday.

In the picture, Pei Tingsong, wearing sunglasses, walked with long legs and approached Fang Juexia, who was looking down at the air ticket, forcing him to be able to lean against the wall, with a height of nearly 1.9 meters high. He took off the air ticket from Fang Juexia, pinched it in his hand and smiled at him, as if he was saying something. He raised his hand and gently patted Fang Juexia's cheek with the air ticket one after another.

The straight and sharp lines of the ticket slid across his fair cheeks, and the paper hit each other unscrupulously.

It is Pei Tingsong's usual bad style.

But no one expected that this scene would be photographed.

Fang Juexia on the screen raised his head slightly and stared at Pei Tingsong, but saw the smile on his face becoming more and more arrogant. He remembered the atmosphere at that time, and also that Pei Tingsong actually forced him to change positions. At that time, he adhered to the usual rules of getting along with Pei Tingsong - if he could, he would hide if he could, and never cause trouble. So he took the air ticket back on his own, held it in his mouth, tidied up his clothes with both hands, then looked up, and gave a soulless smile to the youngest and world-famous Demon King in the group.

Ling Yi, who was lying on Fang Juexia's shoulder, stared at him quietly and observed the video carefully. He saw the living Bodhisattva's expression solemn, and he was silent for a while before speaking.

"Did netizens say that Pei Tingsong bullies me in the team? Is the company's public relations?"

Teammates:...

"Juexia, please be more awake!" Ling Yi shook his shoulder vigorously, "They are fighting you and Pei Tingsong's cp!"

"Keep..." Fang Juexia was stunned.

How could anyone in this world have someone who has the worst relationship with the team?

Cao Luyuan, Dalian City, grabbed the mouse and clicked on the comment, "Hey, I'm going, you didn't see what those netizens said. Come and show you, it's very important."

[Arctic Circle Candy Licking: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Just when he saw the first one, Fang Juexia felt the meaning of the above.

[First-level member of the Roast Duck Association: Why can a plane ticket be so flirted with by them?]

[77 and 77: My mother is so tall and handsome in black coat! Who is it!?]
To be continued...