Chapter 98: Low tide fades

It is difficult for public opinion to quell events of this degree in a short time. The public relations team that Pei Tingsong invites to follow up all the time to avoid extracurricular problems.
Everyone knows that Fang Juexia ’s current endorsements are innumerable. Many black powder groups went to the brand ’s Weibo to make trouble and demanded the replacement of
stained artists
, but this behavior also caused dissatisfaction among many passers-by. In the eyes of the public, Fang Juexia's father's stains could not be grafted on him, which is the root of his painful life for many years. Although there is a lot of black powder, it can't be more than the passers-by and the huge number of fans.
The endorsement scene that Black Fan looked forward to did not happen.
The day after the handwritten letter was announced, Fang Juexia was still like no one else, shooting advertisements according to the previous agreement. Although the brand said that he could postpone the shooting, he knew that preparing for an advertisement shooting was the result of a team preparing for many days. Do n’t just drag others down.
Everyone on the set is quite professional, no difference on weekdays. Xiaowen stays with Fang Juexia all the time. Fang Juexia is still as usual, gentle and silent, but dedicated enough.
The makeup artist deliberately relieved when removing his makeup, "Today's shooting is quite smooth."
Fang Juexia smiled, "Yeah, it's smoother than I thought."
"How about the other members, do you have any jobs today?"
Fang Juexia nodded, "Well, there are still going to school."
"Then you will go back to rest soon."
"Okay, yes."
When he came out of the building at the shooting location, Fang Juexia only found a large number of reporters gathered outside the door, and the flashing lights flashed wildly.
"Can Fang Juexia say something in trouble?"
"Don't you know about your father's drug use? Have you ever seen him look like a drug use?"
"Recently, Astar's stock has plummeted. It is rumored that high-level leaders have changed their ownership. Did you know that Xia Xia was involved? Are you also being launched to block this big pawn?"
"Some people questioned that the night blindness you wrote in your handwritten letter was fabricated. What do you think of it?"
"Fang Juexia, have you seen rumors of AIDS online? Can you explain why there are such rumors?"
Fang Juexia, wearing a mask and glasses, was almost surrounded by bodyguards, squeezed out of the unscrupulous reporters who rushed up like locusts, and finally came to the parked nanny car outside.
At the moment when the door was closed, Fang Juexia finally took a breath.
The hands and the lens attached to the window, like the tentacles of the monster, are so close that they can't be shaken off.
Xiaowen, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned around and twisted a bottle of water and handed it to him, "Juxia, back to the company or back to the dormitory?"
Fang Juexia took the water but didn't drink it, "It's all right."
The phone vibrated and opened to see Zhai Ying's message.
[Zhai Ying: Jue Xia, I ’m afraid you ’re worried. I ’ll report it to you first. I ’ve released your trainee video. I asked my brother-in-law to tune it out. ]
Trainee video?
Fang Juexia opened the Weibo suspiciously, just as Cheng Qiang's phone came in, he connected.
"Hello, Jue Xia? What happened to that Astar monthly review video?"
"I don't know, I'm still watching." Fang Juexia opened Weibo, and there was an entry for # 方 觉 夏 练 生 视频 # on the hot search. Click to have a look. Many marketing numbers have put the video with the title [Fang Juexia The monthly video of the trainee video is super powerful! ]
"It seems that ... Zhai Ying did it." Fang Juexia said to Cheng Qiang, "I don't know the specifics."
"Zhai Ying?" Cheng Qiang paused there for a moment, then suddenly realized, "She is helping you."
It was indeed a video of his trainee period, cut into a collection. Astar used to have a collective assessment of trainees once a month, giving grades, and trainees who got low grades three times in a row may leave the company.
And Fang Juexia is the only trainee who has maintained the A grade for two consecutive years, and the total ranking is always the first.
Although he is only a teenager in the video, he is still a child. But the singing skills and dance strength have surpassed that of too many active idols and singers. It is no exaggeration to call a "ceiling".
This video is the proof of why Fang Juexia would be called Astar Ace.
Due to recent public opinion, there are also many comments on the video.
[@ShaoYuMeiMeteor: woc, the treble at the beginning shocked me ... Didn't it debut on Astar? ? ]
[@Mere 998. As long as 998: I finally understand why I say that Fang Juexia is the ceiling of love beans, and the face and strength of the trainee period are hanging, the standard Meiqiang tragedy script. ]
[@Today is also tons of tons: I went, and the last chart is extinct. The only A in the company for two consecutive years. This is a true ace. Why did it become a fold? ]
[@ 我 三 Today is still a widow king reply @Today is also tons of tons: Who knows, anyway, if there is really a gold master, it has already turned into a skyrocket as soon as it debuts? ]
[@Time is running out: lying trough, I also want to chase fjx, the essence is Mu Qiang]
"After this video was released, it suppressed a lot of unspoken public opinion. Nowadays, many people on the Internet are scolding Astar for lack of vision, which is also interesting." Cheng Qiang said over there. "Astar is overwhelmed now, listen. Say it's going to change recently. "
"Well." Fang Juexia probably guessed.
The direction of public opinion is always changing, faster than turning a book. Fang Juexia didn't have much interest in it, but he thanked Zhai Ying for what he did for him at this time, so he returned to WeChat very seriously and thanked her for coming forward.
The car drove for a long time, and the road was a bit blocked. Fang Juexia hadn't slept for a long time, but he didn't feel sleepy. He only felt sore eyes. In a trance, I heard Xiaowen answered the phone and said something, but he had no intention of worrying about it.
With his eyes closed, Fang Juexia thought of Pei Tingsong, the feeling of lying head to head on the bed, listening to him talking, and telling stories he hadn't heard before. No sentence was comforting, but every sentence was comforting.
Every moment spent with Pei Tingsong was well hidden by Fang Juexia. He is like a child collecting beautiful sugar paper, and every time he gets a sheet, he flattens it out and puts it in a place that only he knows.
When you are sad, take it out to take a look, and even smell the aroma of some candies. Then he will be happy, it's that simple.
He didn't even need the man who sent him candy to be with him all the time.
"It's here, Jue Xia."
Xiaowen's voice was very soft, probably thinking he was asleep. Fang Juexia opened his eyes, and when Kola drove the door, he realized that it was not a company or a residential quarter.
It is the parking lot of the high-end apartment where Pei Tingsong lived before.
Fang Juexia turned around and asked Xiaowen, "How do I get here?"
"Just a little ago, Xiao Pei called me and said he had something to find you. Just when your work was over, we drove directly over."
Something?
Fang Juexia was a little puzzled and said that he went up with Xiaowen. He didn't expect Xiaowen to sit back directly in the car. "Juexia, I just had a temporary notice to hold a meeting. I have to go back. It's too late that Qiang Brother should call me. I After a while, let the driver come back to pick you up. "
"No." Fang Juexia shook his head. "I can take a taxi back."
When Xiaowen left, he went upstairs and dialed Pei Tingsong's phone. The first one hit the line and dialed the second time before connecting, but when it was connected, Pei Tingsong had just opened the door.
"Are you here?" Pei Tingsong with a smile on his face, reached out and brought Fang Jue Xia in, turned around and was busy to get him slippers in the shoe cabinet, and bent over, Fang Jue Xia saw the quasi inserted in his pants pocket research.
"After the exam?" Fang Juexia asked.
"Well, the question is simple. I came out half an hour in advance." Pei Tingsong put the slippers in front of him, preparing to squat down to untie his shoelaces, and suddenly he seemed to think of something and stood up and whispered to him, "You change it yourself first."
Fang Juexia felt weird and couldn't tell what was strange. He felt that Pei Tingsong panicked Zhang Fengchen's servants, changed his shoes and followed him from the entrance to the living room, and smelled a scent of soup.
"Auntie, Jue Xia is back."
Aunt? ?
Fang Juexia didn't respond at once, and somehow her mother appeared in the next second. The apron on her body hadn't been picked yet, and he rushed straight up to hug him.
"Juexia, you are back."
Fang Juexia, embraced by her mother, opened her eyes wide and dreamed the same. He stared blankly at Pei Tingsong standing beside him, watched him smile at himself, and took his arm to hug Fang's mother.
"Mom ..." Feeling that her mother's shoulders were shaking, Fang Juexia held her tightly and patted her on the back, "I don't know how you came suddenly."
Mother Fang loosened her head, wiped her tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled at her son: "Xiao Pei specially invited me to come to Beijing, he said a lot." Mother Fang also looked at Pei Tingsong, "Mother is also very I miss you, I do n’t want to wait for you at home like I used to, I ’m coming to see you. "
Fang Juexia had a sour nose.
He couldn't sleep every day, not because he was afraid of public opinion attacks on the Internet, nor was he worried about his uncertain future. It ’s because she ’s afraid of her mother staying alone in Guangzhou. Just thinking of her sitting at home, witnessing her own waiting for the past ten years turn to ashes, and looking at the overwhelming news about him. According to the slander, what would she think and how sad she would be.
Is she unable to eat or sleep?
But Fang Juexia, who was facing his mother, was always timid. He didn't know how to care about it, to sort out the already incomplete affection.
Pei Tingsong did it for him.
He always knows what Fang Juexia fears most and what he needs most.
"Mum stewed the chicken with flower gums, and added safflower, scallops and sea cucumbers. It's very tonic." Speaking of this, Fang mother anxiously went to see the fire. "Hey wait, I'll take a look at the fire. You first Sit, Xiao Pei just picked me up at the airport. You guys have a rest. "
Fang Juexia watched her mother plunge into the kitchen again, and threw him to Pei Tingsong. She felt helpless and wanted to laugh. Pei Tingsong glanced back to make sure that Fang's mother was no longer there, and quickly kissed Fang Juexia's corner of the eye.
Such a bold move, Fang Jue Xia heart will jump out. He twisted Pei Tingsong's arm and walked to the sofa to sit down. Pei Tingsong also sat down next to him, smiling at him and not speaking.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Fang Juexia turned around and asked.
Pei Tingsong sighed, "No, whoever prepares for a surprise will be notified in advance, do you think it is Double Eleven, the business is still crazy to send you text messages before the event, everyone come soon and there are surprises.
What a strange metaphor.
"How did you find my mother? Do you have her contact information?"
"No, I asked someone to check it for me." Pei Tingsong replied for granted.
In fact, he was also a little afraid that Fang Juexia blamed him for his troubles. After all, he resisted everything by himself. It seemed that he never needed anyone's help, but Pei Tingsong felt really uncomfortable. He lay in bed every day, thinking of Fang Juexia's day When calling on the corner of the stairs, thinking of him crying in his arms, he was so afraid of his mother's sadness.
Pei Tingsong felt that he had to do something. He couldn't bear Fang Juexia's sadness, and he didn't want to worry.
So he took the opportunity to make a decisive decision to find Fang ’s mother ’s contact information and told her that Fang Juexia actually missed her and needed her to accompany her.
Ms. Fang also had trouble sleeping and sleeping at home. She checked the news on the Internet every day and dared not go to her son. The mother and the son clearly share the same heart, but no one speaks first. Upon hearing Pei Tingsong's son's situation, he barely considered it and flew directly to Beijing on the flight he arranged.
It is indeed a passion for love, but Pei Tingsong is actually worried that it will only be his wishful thinking. After all, he was a decisive character, and he did whatever he wanted, but Fang Juexia was not.
Suspected that it was coming up, Pei Tingsong didn't want to think about it, and immediately changed the topic, "I tell you, today's discussion topic ..."
Halfway through, his hand on the sofa was covered with another white hand. Fang Juexia moved closer, his eyes soft and his tone soft, and said softly, "Thank you."
Pei Tingsong froze at once, leaving the first half of his words behind.
"Thank you." Fang Juexia has a habit, he will always say it again when it's important. The temperature of the palm passed on. The smile on his face was the most real one that Pei Tingsong had seen in so many days. It wasn't disguised "I'm fine". It was Fang Juexia.
"I'm so happy to see my mother coming." Fang Juexia's fingers were gently embedded in Pei Tingsong's fingers, and his eyes were red again.
Pei Tingsong's heart was immediately tightened. He held Fang Juexia's face with both hands and threatened him in a low voice, "No crying."
Fang Juexia's cheeks were squeezed into shape by him, and he also sniffed his nose. "You didn't mean you like to watch me cry."
Only at certain times ... Pei Tingsong didn't say anything, and heard the movement of Fang's mother, immediately let go and stood up nervously.
"Xiao Pei, is there a small stove at home?"
"Stove?" Pei Tingsong didn't know what she was talking about, and the whole person looked around like a headless fly. Fang Jue Xiabi also knew his family's situation, "No, Mom, don't burn the stove, just drink soup and eat food."
Pei Tingsong was surprised, "How do you know what your mother is going to do? I don't understand."
"Nonsense, I am her son." Fang Juexia whispered.
The two helped Ms. Fang prepare dishes and set up tableware, and then sat down to eat a meal prepared by her mother. After the accident, Fang Juexia had been unable to eat, but his mother was there. He ate more than usual and drank an extra bowl of soup.
This is the second time Pei Tingsong has been with them, eating, and chatting, like the ordinary daily life of every family. Only this time, Pei Tingsong would have more expectations in his heart. If one day, he confessed everything to this mother, would she still accept herself tenderly and passionately like now?
After eating, Pei Tingsong helped Mom Fang to receive the bowl in the kitchen. Standing at the table, Fang Juexia remembered something and took out her mobile phone, "Mom, I have to book a hotel for you."
"No!" Pei Tingsong shouted to the outside, "I have arranged it, next door."
"Next door?" Fang Juexia walked to the kitchen and saw two people who were more like mother and son washing dishes side by side. "How can you feel that this apartment is a hotel every time?"
"Ah, that, rented." Pei Tingsong pulled a reason.
"Xiao Pei can be careful and prepared for me long ago." Fang's mother washed the last bowl and turned her back to Jue Xia. "He said that it is convenient and safe to live here. There may be a reporter in the hotel. I didn't expect it at the beginning. And here you can still live with your mother. "
Fang Juexia nodded, "Uh."
After washing the dishes, Pei Tingsong came out of the kitchen and was caught by Fang Juexia. "If you rent, just rent? Or next door."
Pei Tingsong smiled humbly, "You are so smart."
Fang Juexia stared at him motionlessly and did not speak. Seeing that Pei Tingsong had no choice but to hug and hug, he had to move closer and confess to him in a low voice, "Actually ... this building belongs to me."
really.
When Fang Juexia thought of his first visit, he said that he was different from other wealthy young masters, and he only had two bedrooms when he was rich.
He is too naive.
As it happens, the other members have personal trips recently, and he is the only one to return to the dormitory. Fang Juexia can stay here with her mother for a few more days. While they were eating, Pei Tingsong had already arranged for someone to clean up the next door. After taking her mother to the living room, Fang Juexia saw a large bunch of snow-white eustoma on the coffee table.
The corners of the mouth could not help spontaneously.
Fang Juexia, surrounded by itineraries and flashes, has not lived such a long time. She was cared for by her mother and listened to her talking about the short life of her parents, saying that she could not teach any students who could not, as well as troublemakers in the class.
Just listening to her, Fang Juexia feels safe.
He closed his eyes and felt himself lying under the full white sunlight.
There is no darkness, warm everywhere.
The outside world was swift and rainy, and Fang Juexia, who was suffering in the center of the storm, fell asleep with the orange sunset fleeing the horizon at dusk with his mother.
Dream also let him go, didn't bother.
The low tide period is like the rainy season. When it comes, it seems that the population will be stuffy and stuffy, making it completely impossible to breathe. His life was filled with cold rain, breathless.
But after the rain, the weather is so beautiful, the blue sky and the air with grassy atmosphere for the rest of the life.
After he likes the rain, he can survive a heavy rain.
After sleeping at twelve thirty in the evening, somehow, Fang Juexia suddenly woke up and felt a little thirsty. She got up from the bed and walked to the next room to see her sleeping mother. She quietly closed the door and went to the living room.
As soon as the refrigerator was opened, a bottle of water was taken out of it. Before unscrewing, Fang Juexia stopped.
The arm hung in the air for a few seconds and then lowered.
Pei Tingsong sat in his study and read the documents. Suddenly he heard the doorbell and confirmed the time. He felt weird. When he walked to the door and saw the monitor screen, he found Fang Juexia in pajamas.
The mood was ignited at once, like a Kongming lamp about to take off.
"How come?"
Fang Juexia stepped into his house one step, although the tone was still as lukewarm as usual, but with a smile on his face, "thirsty, want to drink water."
It's like being coquettish.
Pei Tingsong closed the door and stepped closer. He looked very gentle in his glasses and raised his eyebrows a little less arrogantly. "Do you just want to drink water?"
"Well." Fang Juexia looked at him with a sincere look.
"Okay." Pei Tingsong turned and left, and soon returned with a glass of sweet orange juice, the juice that Fang Jue Xia likes, the frosted blue mug Pei Tingsong always used.
"Drink." Pei Tingsong handed him.
Fang Juexia said thank you lightly, and then took his hands, drank and drank, and then raised his head and said seriously, "Is the reason I just woke up? I feel a little strange."
Pei Tingsong raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He took the glass in his hand and looked at it. The juice was cleaned by him.
How thirsty it is, and it's strange to drink it all.
"What's the taste?" Pei Tingsong, who was very curious, was going to pour himself another glass to see if he bought the wrong brand, but he didn't expect his hand to be held, and turned his head, Fang Juexia held his shoulder and kissed Come up.
The taste of orange juice comes in with the soft tongue, just like the moonlight breaking in at half past twelve, sweet, cold, not ice, but ice cream, melting in the hot and humid mouth, brewing everything into a sweet heartbeat.
The kiss was short, but it was Fang Juexia's first initiative.
He retreated to the safe boundary, looked at Pei Tingsong, and asked calmly, "Did you taste it?"
Pei Tingsong stood stunned, nodding when he asked a question, still holding the mug with the same blank mind as himself.
"Then I went back," Fang Juexia blinked. "Good night."
He should be a more neat thief.
After making the bad act of stealing the heart, hurry up and slip away. The staying time is too long, too much reluctance, and the final result is to be caught.
Fang Juexia was hugged by Pei Tingsong all over, and he had nowhere to run. He was thrown onto the bed, pressed down by him, his heart beating like a real criminal, guilt and desire intertwined.
"You have become more and more powerful recently." Pei Tingsong's dark pupil reflected his face.
When I woke up, I came to him and learned to flirt with people.
Fang Jue Xia Yan opened his mouth with a smile, and accepted Pei Tingsong's sincere praise, "Near Zhu Zhechi."
Moonlight crossed the gap of the curtains, spied on the lovers' intercourse, and finally landed on the spectacle lens abandoned on the bedside table, projecting a dappled light.
In the early morning, Fang Juexia is always the most vulnerable. He needs a close hug and a fierce love.
He needs everything Pei Tingsong has.
Fang Juexia is a coastline under the night and is repeatedly wetted by tides.
"Thank you." He hugged Pei Tingsong and said repeatedly.
Such gratitude seems polite to many people, like manners, but Pei Tingsong understands that this is love.
Because he is also like this, grateful day after day, grateful Fang Juexia appeared in his life.
Fearing that his mother woke up too early, Fang Juexia did not stay too long, took a shower at three in the morning, and came out and turned out a set of clothes from Pei Tingsong's closet.
Pei Tingsong sat on the bed with a grudge, pulling Fang Juexia's sleeve, "Living in my house, wearing my clothes, and sleeping with me, I ran after sleep."
Fang Juexia smiled and did not quibble. He kissed his lips back, "See you tomorrow."
"Seeyou." Pei Tingsong finally pulled his hand and kissed the back of his hand.
For the next two days, Fang Juexia returned to the apartment to accompany her mother as soon as she finished her work, accompany her to make snacks and cook soup together. Pei Tingsong was afraid that she would be bored and went shopping for P while Fang Jue Xia was away. Anyway, it was a must-attend place for Beijing tourism.
Public opinion on the Internet continues to evaporate, but Fang Juexia, one of the parties, is no longer anxious about it. With his eyes closed, he also knew how those people would abuse and how they would talk. These are known, so he is no longer afraid.
The day when the six people filmed the magazine together, as soon as they appeared in the studio, Fang Juexia heard a female photography assistant standing with the other person, saying something in his mouth.
"Gosh, really fake? There are too many melons recently."
Fang Juexia only felt tired and didn't expect the next sentence, so he made a sudden cardiac arrest.
"I just swiped it and thought it was wrong, Liang Ruo actually quit Qi Yao!"