Fanservice Paradox

On the evening Liang Ruo left the team, Astar’s official Weibo account posted a statement. The lengthy message essentially covered […]

What? Quitting the team… All these days, Fang Juexia had thought his resilience was already quite high, yet hearing this

An incident of this magnitude is unlikely to be quelled by public opinion anytime soon. The PR team hired by

Fang Juexia felt as though his mother were sitting right before him, in that familiar chair. The door that had

Fang Juexia clenched his fists tightly, his emotions surging the moment he heard the news, nearly overwhelming him. But he

“Brother Huo.” Ling Yi ran over and wrapped her arms around He Ziyan’s neck from behind. “Don’t say that. It

Suddenly hearing the sound of “Happy Birthday,” Fang Juexia turned around to see Pei Tingsong holding a tray with one

Pei Tingsong was startled. He even felt Fang Juexia was teasing him, though he was clearly acting like a child

　A sudden fastball struck Fang Juexia’s heart. He never imagined Pei Tingsong’s freestyle would end with such a line—so bold,

Fang Juexia suddenly froze. Heartbeat. That afternoon he was pulled back into the workshop, the sampler sitting on the desk—he’d

After the song ended, Fang Juexia softly said, “Happy birthday.” The other teammates chimed in, congratulating the friend who had

“Want some?” Pei Tingsong walked over, crouched down, and held the mung bean ice slush up to Fang Juexia’s lips.

When Fang Juexia woke up, he felt like his entire skeleton had shattered. He opened his eyes groggily, staring at

After setting July as the release date for the summer mini-album, Kaleido spent every day at the company busy with

Pei Tingsong woke up, surprised to find he’d shed a few tears, feeling rather embarrassed. As they slept, their positions

What a strange thing to say. Fang Juexia, held in his arms, closed his eyes and could almost picture the

Fang Juexia wasn’t without fantasies of seeing him again. His heart was cold, yet he still imagined such moments. He

With nothing to do, Pei Tingsong felt utterly bored. Reading books no longer satisfied his craving. Lately, weighed down by

At the end, the marketing director asked again if any controversial remarks needed to be edited out. Fang Juexia shook

“Huh?” Watching Fang Juexia return to dancing, Ling Yi felt something was off, not quite right, though he couldn’t pinpoint