There is no need to draft people if you bluff. Fang Juexia couldn't envy her.

"You! Who are you?"

"Can't you hear it?" The eunuch became more and more careless in the question. Fang Juexia felt the hand that was swaying gently, and her fingertips tapped his shoulder, "I, Pei Tingsong."

The other party's voice suddenly stopped, "Pei..."

"Yes, it's Pei Tingsong who killed you piles of garbage last time. I heard that you wanted to find someone to ban me last time? Did it succeed?" Pei Tingsong pressed the table behind him and sat on the table. "It seems that he didn't dare to cut me off even after the broadcast."

Fang Juexia knew where his confidence was, but he didn't expect that this guy would be willing to use this confidence on him.

The other party felt like a thorn in his throat for a moment, and knew that he could not afford to offend this kid, so he stopped dealing with him, "Please give Fang Juexia the phone number, I have something to talk to him about."

"Your business is a young male artist who is unspoken? Your company has good benefits."

He actually knew, and Fang Juexia frowned.

Pei Tingsong has a straightforward personality. He has been working with him for two years and is very clear about this. But even so, he was touched by the three words "unwritten rules", so he tried to escape from the leisurely and leisurely man and to distance himself from being too close.

But Pei Tingsong grabbed the escaped wrist when his shoulders left his control. He still kept his half-down call, but just raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Fang Juexia's gaze above, and then continued his conversation just now, "I'll do the news, ready-made materials are waiting for me to explode, right?"

Fang Juexia didn't know who this sentence was to tell, but he just felt that his wrist seemed to be pricked.

"What the hell does it have to do with you?"

He was also curious because it had nothing to do with Pei Tingsong.

“Of course there is.”

The wrists are tighter.

Pei Tingsong's long legs stretched out, "Didn't you watch the hot searches? The company asked us to form a CP, so before the business ended..." He faced Fang Juexia and smiled like a naughty child, "Everything about him is bound to me."

"His reputation is related to my reputation, and his private life affects my private life in the eyes of the public. Once it becomes a community of interests, these things must be equated in the eyes of others."

His tone was full of jokes, "Do you think I'm the one you will keep?"

The voice on the other end of the phone went from being excited and angry at the beginning to being completely stung and could not make any sound. In this circle, some people are famous, some are rich, and some have the means, but no matter what, they all have one thing in common, which is to accept and roughly abide by the rules of the game in this circle. But Pei Tingsong is a freak who likes fouls, but behind him there is a strong backing to support him in fouls. This makes him not only stupid, but also difficult to mess with.

Hearing that the other end was silent, Pei Tingsong curled his lips, "Goodbye, Deputy Director Yang."

After saying that, his tone quickly became colder again.

"Be honest, and dream less."

Pei Tingsong raised his hand and hung up the phone to his ears, and took off the headphones. He raised his chin and stared at Fang Juexia without saying a word. Although he didn't say anything, the hint of raising his eyebrows was too obvious, and he was just waiting for him to speak first.

Fang Juexia knew that he should say something at this time, but he looked down at Pei Tingsong's hand, without any intention of letting go. Seeing him like this, Pei Tingsong curled up the corners of his mouth again, and his slender fingers were playing with his headphones.

"Thanks."

Pei Tingsong tilted his head and followed Fang Juexia's avoiding gaze, "I don't seem to thank me much in your tone."

Unexpectedly, Fang Juexia suddenly became serious, "I am very grateful. But I don't want anyone to get involved in such a thing, especially my teammates."

So serious.

Pei Tingsong nodded lazily, "I don't want it to be me, especially."

Fang Juexia looked at him for a few seconds, then nodded slightly and agreed with this sentence.

"But I still thank you."

When Pei Tingsong heard this, he laughed. Speaking of which, the most strange thing about his facial features is his eyes. When he doesn't smile, he will immediately turn into two childish smiles, and his temperament changes in an instant.

But Fang Juexia knew that even if he was laughing now, he was just treating him as fun.

He asked in a curious way, and his expression was like a student with a strong desire for knowledge. "Why do anyone think of you? I can't imagine you in bed at all. Do these people have ice or wood fetish?"

He said so bluntly that Fang Juexia was not angry, but said calmly, "Then can you let go of Mutu's hand?"

Pei Tingsong then realized that he was still holding his wrist, and his bad nature broke out again, "I don't."

During the stalemate, they heard Cheng Qiang's voice coming from outside, "Juexia? Xiao Pei? It's strange..."

"Brother Qiang told you." Fang Juexia quickly understood the whole story. He saw the other party shrugging and not commenting, "Do you care who told me? Anyway, if things continue to develop, they will sooner or later be known to everyone in the company."

"So what if you know?"

Looking at this fearless look, Pei Tingsong felt funny, "That's right, it's not the first time. Then why do you want to refuse this time? Anyway..."

At the same time, Cheng Qiang saw the two people in the conference room through the glass door. He pushed open the door, "What are you doing? I searched for it after searching."

Fang Juexia pulled out his hand calmly, lowered her head and glanced at the red-bearing wrist bones. Pei Tingsong came down from the table with a relaxed look on his face, "I'm not doing anything, cultivate and cultivate feelings in advance."

"Come on, I haven't developed it for two years, it's fake." Cheng Qiang noticed the expression on Jue Xia's face and asked specifically, "What's wrong?"

"I'll settle that matter." Pei Tingsong took the conversation first, "I'll tell my sister if Yang Cheng is not honest, he will directly withdraw his investment. With his character, he will wait for the show to be exposed and boycotted, and her money will be wasted."

Cheng Qiang nodded. The reason why he was willing to tell Pei Tingsong was that he knew the conflict he had with the deputy director before, and that with Pei Tingsong's personality that could not rub the sand in his eyes, he would definitely take action.

"Then you have to thank Xiao Pei." He put his shoulder on Fang Juexia and walked towards the conference room before them, but Fang Juexia just stood stiff and responded in a low voice.

Pei Tingsong walked behind and looked at Fang Juexia's back. People are a complex of contradictions, and he knew very well. But Fang Juexia probably had a strange contradiction. He had a natural cold look on his face, as if he was always keeping people from thousands of miles away. Such people were deeply involved in that kind of rumors.

But now, seeing his appearance of being broken than being broken, Pei Tingsong was really curious.

Could it be a post-traumatic stress response?

Although Pei Tingsong looked down on people who were more capable by betraying their bodies, he had a natural affection for people with high business abilities. Fang Juexia is such a person. His dancing ability is absolutely top level in the entire circle, not to mention having a good voice that crushes his tone. After working together for two years, Pei Tingsong's disgust for him dropped little by little from the peak of the initial rumors, and now it is almost like invisible.

In addition to being indifferent, he was also a little curious because Fang Juexia's conflict was too special.

The second half of the meeting was very fast, and Pei Tingsong was absent-minded and forgot that his purpose of coming here was to oppose their planning to form a CP. After a while, the door of the conference room opened and the other four teammates also came in.

The boss signaled everyone to sit down and asked the assistant to distribute the new project. "Kaleido only released two specialties after debuting, and the closest one is also a mini album released a year ago. In fact, it should have returned long ago, and you probably are quite anxious."

Chen Zhengyun glanced over and said, "We just had a meeting to discuss. In order to maximize the popularity of the latest, the company decided to produce and release the new specialty as soon as possible."

Captain Jiang Miao asked, "But it takes time to make an album..."

"That's right." Chen Zhengyun said, "You can't just compress production time just because the popularity is getting better, create a crude album to fool fans. You are idols, singing and dancing is your duty. At least you can't let others down. To balance the production level and time, you need another way to maintain popularity. Ziyan, Jiang Miao, you have variety shows resources, Lu Yuan's dance programs are also recording, Ling Yi has ost, Jue Xia also recorded..."

Cheng Qiang cut off, "Juexia's program is gone."

Chen Zhengyun showed some doubts on his face, but he did not delve into it and continued, "Let's go back. In short, we are talking about resources. If we have a good conversation, we can get the flying guests of popular variety shows." After that, he signaled his assistant to distribute another project.

Ling Yiyi, who got the plan, flipped it up and said in surprise, "There are still group variety shows?"

"This time we will record everyone's real life, and some entertainment links may be added to avoid single content." Cheng Qiang explained to everyone in detail the details of the group variety plan, "The form may be to record and broadcast, and some live broadcasts will be interspersed in the middle to save time."

Before the meeting ended, Chen Zhengyun stood up, "You are all powerful children. You should have known how cruel this circle is in the past two years. No need to say anything more, everyone knows it."

"I look forward to seeing you as idols shine."

When Fang Juexia heard this sentence, she felt in a trance that she returned to the stage he had longed for in the beginning, as if she had once approached him again, although in this absurd way.

On the day after the meeting, six people stayed at the company to prepare exercises for the new album.

Today's entertainment industry has given idols a lot of opportunities, but has not given idols too many opportunities. The embarrassing thing is that most of these young people originally entered the circle with their dreams of singing and dancing, but in the end they did various other jobs for various reasons. They suffered various prejudices in the name of idols and could not truly get the stage that idols should have.

They gradually moved away from music and dance, rushed to large and small sets one by one, spent countless nights in the similar studio, forgot their original intentions, and finally got a sloppy conclusion of "Insatiable" or "Don't take on porcelain work without diamonds", which was hidden in the new and rising wave of beauty.

The chaos in the artist's career division has made too many live lives passively become the residue of the gears of this endless machine in the entertainment industry. Day after day, fresh and beautiful victims are always caught in.

"Juexia's dance intensity today is too high." Ling Yi panted and leaned against the wall, unscrewed the thermos bottle that soaked Pang Dahai to drink water, "No, I didn't open my throat today, cough cough." He started to make fun of it, and stretched out his hand with a hoarse voice, "Huohuo, my throat, what's wrong with my throat? I can't be favored anymore..."

He Ziyan, who was doing sit-ups for captain Jiang Miao, freed up a hand to cover his mouth, "Go to the cold palace, Concubine Ling, you are in poor physical strength and not suitable for favor."

"No, you see, even Brother Yuan can't keep up! They are the main dancers, so there is always a comparison." Ling Yi took his arm and turned Pei Tingsong, "Yes, Xiao Pei."

"Yes." Pei Tingsong, who put his hands in his sweatshirt pocket, responded perfunctorily, and looked at Fang Juexia in front of the mirror from a distance.

He felt that this person was holding his muscles all over his body.

That feeling cannot be described. Obviously, in the secular aesthetic, this person's appearance can almost be included in fragility and softness. But he felt that Fang Juexia was like a thorn.

A stubborn thorn that never softens.

This is the second time. The person in front of him is deeply trapped in the quagmire of hidden rules. If the first time can be considered a rumor, this time it is the unsuccessful transaction that Pei Tingsong really saw.

What do these people think of? Beautiful? Young?

To be honest, he doesn't understand.

Pei Tingsong has never been in love. It is not because he is young and has nothing to do with feelings, but because he is not interested in falling in love. As long as he thinks that his heart will be tied to some sticky and trivial thoughts, he feels wasteful. Things like emotions can be sent to heaven when they are good, but they will not go to hell when they are bad.

But they probably don’t want to fall in love with Fang Juexia. These middle-aged men are just trying to taste the freshness.

The desire for flesh and body is even more absurd. It is hard for him to imagine what it feels like to have thoughts about a man's body. Although he grew up abroad, he has all kinds of friends around him and supports a minority group quite supportive. But he is not gay and cannot understand this addiction.

He suddenly touched two blind spots. However, Pei Tingsong's way of thinking was different from others. He could not tolerate the vague appearance, so he had to think.

He tried to find the answer from Fang Juexia.

"I'll go, Fang Juexia is crazy. How long have you been practicing this? I'm so tired that I won't practice dancing with the madman in the future." Lu Yuan also came back and panted with his waist. Jiang Miao smiled and completed the last sit-up, "Ah, my stomach is so sore..."

"Let's go, go eat, I'm so hungry~" Ling Yi pulled Jiang Miao, "Captain, I want to eat!"

"It's time." Jiang Miao glanced at his watch and screamed from afar. Fang Juexia in front of the mirror stopped and gasped, "I'll go later."

"Okay." Everyone knows his personality. This guy is the one with the most practice intensity in the company, and no one can stop him. Ling Yi pulled Pei Tingsong, "Let's go, Xiao Pei, today I will take you to the countryside to eat back to the company cafeteria and swipe my card!"

Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong said abnormally, "Brother, you go first, I'll practice."
To be continued...