At the end of the segment, the marketing director asked again if they needed to cut off some of his more extreme words, but Fang Juexia shook his head.
âSince I have chosen to go ahead with this segment, I was ready to cause controversy.â
Fang Juexia didnât want to hide any more. Acting as if those negative voices didnât exist was an effective way to manage his emotions, but when they really appeared in front of him, he was willing to face them head-on as well.
He had to admit that Pei Tingsongâs indomitable attitude had really influenced him. In the past, in order to preserve himself, he hadnât spoken out at all, so that he wouldnât drag any others down into the water for the sake of his future. However, preserving himself and defending himself were the same thing, and no matter how many times he was stabbed in the spine, he would continue refuting the rumors. Fake was fake, and even if no one believed it, even if the cost of refuting those rumors was high, he had to say it.
Not shirking away was also a kind of resistance.
That night, before going to sleep, he received a message from Pei Tingsong:
[A Constant Truth: Iâm very honored to collect you, such a precious sample.]
Fang Juexia smiled. He always thought himself to be a more low profile person. He didnât know what part of him could be praised as precious as Pei Tingsong said, so he repliedâ
[Moonlight: Iâm just a part of the normal distribution, the most common and the most ordinary sample.]
Pei Tingsong did not agree.
This world was very crazy, with there being angry people everywhere who took pleasure in attacking others, and the puppets who followed their every step. Anger and violence churned into black water, becoming a torrent impossible to fight against, catching and drowning everyone inside. Someone like Fang Juexia, a mature and logical rebel, was as rare as a real heresy. He leaned on a crutch as he waded against the torrent with his every step firm but also trembling within its depths.
Pei Tingsong knew that Fang Juexia wouldnât easily accept the evaluation he gave him. No matter how much he praised him, Fang Juexia, who was born in negativity, never believed in praise, believing only in his too-sober view of himself.
So, he changed his strategy and didnât try to persuade him any further.
[A Constant Truth: Then I also want to be the most common sample, located right next to you. We are two juxtaposed points on the peak of the curve.]
They were very small points, but they could face the truth and hypocrisy of the world together.
[Moonlight: Okay ah.]
Stars were very busy, especially stars belonging to small companies. They needed to sacrifice their rest time in order to maintain their exposure, so this break they got was a very hard-earned one for them. Although they still had to continue the job by recording their fixed variety shows, it didnât really count as being a tight schedule.
Fang Juexia and Pei Tingsong made plans to go to the practice room to write a song for the new mini album. As they passed by the snack shop downstairs, they bought a lot of stuff that everyone liked to eat and packaged it to-go. Fang Juexia let Pei Tingsong help him carry the bags to the practice room for He Ziyan and the rest. He also took a few of the bags, preparing to give them to Xiao Wen; lately, he had also been working really hard.
When he got out of the elevator and came to the staff department on the fifth floor, he found that there werenât many people working overtime at night. The light at Xiao Wenâs desk was still on, and seeing this made Fang Juexia relieved because he was afraid that he might not catch Xiao Wen for he had left for a meeting.
But only when he neared Xiao Wenâs desk did he realize that Xiao Wen was not there. Instead, it was a fresh-faced girl who didnât look very old.
Fang Juexia had a good memory and soon recalled the new person Xiao Wen had complained about.
His eyes swept across the top of the desk, and his attention soon focused on a silver USB stuck into the computer.
âAre you the new assistant?â Fang Juexiaâs voice was calm and composed, but the new person, who had just been called, actually panicked. She bounced up from Xiao Wenâs seat, making the papers land all over the floor. She immediately crouched down and tidied up in a hurry, apologizing constantly.
Fang Juexia placed the food they had bought on Xiao Wenâs desk and crouched down to help her neaten things up. âWhy are you this nervous?â He looked at her intern nameplate, which had Wang Lu written on it.
âYesâŠ. Iâm rather timid,â Wang Lu explained.
âYou canât be timid in this business, you have to get used to walking around at night.â Fang Juexia looked down to collect the documents and found that most of them were schedules of the Kaleido members, combined with Xiao Wenâs work notes.
Even after hearing Fang Juexiaâs words, the girl could hardly speak up.
âDonât be afraid.â Fang Juexia stood up, put the documents on Xiao Wenâs desk, and said, âOh, by the way, just reminding you, Xiao Wen really doesnât like other people sitting in his seat. I think the company also assigns interns their own desks, so itâd be better if you used yours in the future ba.â
Finally, he swept the table with another look, and noticed that the USB in the computer had disappeared.
These actions were really suspicious. For so many days, they had all been followed by stalker fans in turn, which meant that there had to be a source leaking of information. If this new assistant was really responsible for this, he must let Cheng Qiang know.
Fang Juexia walked to the practice room while pondering on this. At the door, he met Pei Tingsong, who was looking down at his cellphone. His expression didnât seem very good, as if something had happened. He lightened his footsteps, but Pei Tingsong still noticed him.
âYou gave it to Xiao Wen?â Pei Tingsong raised his head, and his expression of displeasure disappeared completely when he saw him. âAs soon as I took the food in, they ate it all. I left you a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.â
Fang Juexia nodded. He wanted to tell Cheng Qiang about this matter first, but now he thought of something else.
âHave you been looking into the matter regarding the stalker fans recently?â He got straight to the point, not beating around the bush at all.
Pei Tingsong laughed. âWhy is it I canât hide anything from you, how did you guess it?â
âI heard Xiao Wen say that you asked him to take pictures of some of the stalker fans.â More than that, he always felt that Pei Tingsong was not a person who would only fight back online. He wouldnât suffer grievances or tolerate any sand in his eyes, so naturally, he would try to find a way to make the other party suffer.
Pei Tingsong didnât deny it. âYes, Iâve found someone to investigate them. Theyâll just give them a little lesson, let them know that they can be held legally responsible for what they do.â
He continued, âThese people, most of them come from rich families, and theyâre bored to the point of weirdness that they start feeling like they can come into close contact with celebrities. I have to let them know that their behavior will affect their families. If I canât control them, thereâs still their parents, and even the police if thatâs not enough.â
Fortunately, he didnât really use violence to control violence. Fang Juexia had also somewhat guessed his way of fighting back, so he let out a breath before telling Pei Tingsong about what he had just seen at Xiao Wenâs workstation.
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âWhen investigating this intern assistant, we should be able to ferret out a lot of things.â
Pei Tingsong was quite satisfied. Right then and there, he passed on the information about the intern assistant to the people he had arranged to investigate the matter, asking them to investigate her. They would only get more in fees, not less.
âWeâll tell Qiang Ge about this assistant in a few days. These next few days, donât make a move, Iâll wait for the net to be drawn in.â
As soon as they entered the practice room, they heard the other members gossiping while practicing dance steps.
âI heard that Asâ stock has been falling recently.â
âNo way ba, you didnât buy shares in our rival company ba, Ling Yi?â
âHow can I have that kind of spare money ah? I just heard from my friends that the top management of Astar has changed again, donât know if itâs true or not.â
The group leader saw the last two people come in and clapped his hands. âOkay, letâs practice together ba. Isnât there a song that still needs to be written later?â
âOkayââ
Who knew if Pei Tingsongâs warning was really effective, but over the next few days, the members ran into fewer stalker fans, and there were no more âregular visitorsâ downstairs. Both their supporting fans and more loosely affiliated fans called for a boycott of stalker fans online, and because of their voices, the fans were resolute and clear-cut.
Although it was difficult to put an end to such things, that didnât mean that they should be ignored or that they must be treated like this. Even if it was just an online dispute, as long as the subject was discussed, it could wake some people up. They needed to find the source of these participants, and at the same time, let everyone know that this kind of abnormal behavior should be subjected to moral criticism.
There was nothing wrong with defending oneâs own rights.
Under Cheng Qiangâs investigation, the new person was discovered to be a habitual stalker. This time, she had even organized a whole group, and had taken the role of being the leader for the group. She had hidden herself in Star Chart and had sold everyoneâs personal information, which included not only Kaleidoâs, but also their senior brothers and sisters.
Seeing the dismissal notice, a rock in Fang Juexiaâs heart was also laid to rest.
Finally, he could let himself rest easy.
One day, he discovered that the double petaled jasmine on the balcony had sprouted a bud. It was like a baby tooth, a small one, and it was hidden amongst the green branches and leaves very well.
It was not until this moment that he realized that summer had really arrived.
Summer was the season to be a little lazy. After all, Spring had started its nap and had now gone to sleep, and it wouldnât wake up again until next year.
Fang Juexia wasnât a person who would go out when he didnât have work to do. The other members were playing video games in the living room, while he stayed in his room to read the Roots of Romanticism that he had borrowed from Pei Tingsong before. Back then when he had borrowed it, he had never had enough time to read it entirely, so he had just read a bit. Now when he was reading it, he found himself in a different mood than before. Previously, he had just wanted to understand Pei Tingsong better, but now he wanted to learn more about himself from reading this book.
Was he really a romantic? Fang Juexia always doubted that.
This book was full of discourses and expressions from the subjects of humanities and social sciences. It wasnât especially friendly towards someone with Fang Juexiaâs scientific background, but fortunately, the text was written well and was very interesting, so he read every word carefully, stopping to think about the content from time to time, with new views appearing in his mind. But as he kept reading, he saw a sentence underlined by Pei Tingsong.
[âWhen it comes to the word âfreedom,ââ Fichte said, âmy heart immediately opens wide and blooms, and when it comes to the word ânecessityâ, my heart begins to spasm painfully.â]
The main point wasnât him underlining this, but rather his annotation in English:Â Fichte, you are another me.
âNecessityâ was also circled by him, and there was another line of illegible English written there. Fang Juexia could only read one or two sentences, and the letters FJX were written there. That probably meant, this is Fang Juexia, always saying âobviouslyâ and âmay as wellâ, always taking necessity as the truth.
This should be an annotation made by Pei Tingsong while reading a long time ago. After all, the ink from the pen looked a little faded.
Fang Juexia found it interesting that Pei Tingsong would have cared about the way he talked so much even back then. It was a great honor for him to be recorded in these annotations by this young master, for his habitual âmathematicalâ way of speaking.
He found a pencil and wrote a sentence on the side.
[When FJX refers to freedom, his heart will also blossom. Because the acquisition of freedom is a necessity.]