Fanservice Paradox

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A sudden direct hit hit Fang Juexia's heart.

He never thought that Pei Tingsong's freestyle would end with such a sentence. It was so open, straightforward, and obscure.

His heart was stuffed to the brim, and the caffeine started to take effect.

No matter what, it seemed that he could not escape from Pei Tingsong's grasp.

The music salon ended at 5: 30 pm. Kaledo returned to the second floor and waited for the fans to leave under the arrangement of the staff. A few big boys were leaning against the window, waving at the fans who were going home. Ling Yi even opened the window and shouted at them, "Be careful on the way back." It was as if they were not idols, but ordinary friends who were invited to sing and chat.

They only left when the sky turned dark. Cheng Qiang fulfilled his promise and took the six little brats to an expensive Japanese-style barbecue restaurant for barbecue.

"Wow, Chang Ge spent a lot of money today."

"That's great, I want to eat super Wagyu today!"

They went to a private room that had been reserved early and sat down. There was a long table with seven tatami mats. Jiang Miao, Lu Yuan, and He Ziyan sat in a row. Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia, and Ling Yi sat opposite them. Xiao Wen sat at the innermost end. Cheng Qiang took a cushion and sat at the outer end. "This throne is for me. You guys order. The boss was supposed to come, but he had to attend a meeting with your senior, so he might come later. Let's celebrate among ourselves first. "

"Chang Ge, I'll save money for you." After saying that, Ling Yi took the menu and ordered crazily as if she had not eaten meat for hundreds of years. Cheng Qiang's eyes widened.

"Order some wine." Lu Yuan shouted. "I haven't drunk in a long time. I'm craving it."

"Order, order, order. I'm happy today. Let's all drink."

The dishes were served slowly. Cheng Qiang poured himself a glass of wine and filled it for the six of them. "Come, come, come. We haven't had a meal together in a long time. Let's have a drink first."

Pei Tingsong was worried about Fang Juexia's alcohol tolerance, so he only poured him a glass of strawberry wine. It didn't look high, so it should be fine. He knew that he didn't believe it, so he didn't drink high alcohol..

"This is delicious," Fang Juexia said to Pei Tingsong with a small cup in his hand after a toast.

Pei Tingsong gave him a fried dumpling. "Don't drink so much. You won't be able to eat later."

Cheng Qiang slapped the table with a sigh. "We've been through a lot in the past six months. But slowly, it's getting better and better. That's why hard work will definitely yield results. "

"That's right!" Xiao Wen was the most supportive.

Lu Yuan said again, "We're not just hard working, right?"

He Ziyan laughed and said, "We're also handsome!"

"Hahahahaha, shameless." Ling Yi laughed as she ate her meat.

Cheng Qiang brought the topic back. "Although our celebratory banquet today is very small and only consists of our own people, there are many good things. The first is our 'Last Summer', which has the highest sales volume this month! Applause! "

Everyone put down their chopsticks and clapped.

Fang Juexia was still a little slow. "First place?"

Pei Tingsong laughed. "You still don't have internet."