[Entertainment] Tears and ghosts

Of course the boys' camping would not be complete without booze.

When I went to the supermarket during the day, Pu Zhixuan had already bought a dozen of Corona. Just now, Yin Naluo went to the supermarket with his 94 brothers and bought back half a dozen of Budweiser and a bottle of champagne. Twenty bottles of beer were neatly packed. Inside the icebox, it looks a bit like the refrigerator in the inner room of their dormitory.Judging from the amount, there is more wine than food, and it seems that I plan to get drunk.

The main force of the barbecue is Kim Seok-jin, and Min Yoon-ki made the kimchi soup and came out to roast with him.In fact, logically speaking, it should be the maknae who comes to barbecue, but the two maknae of Fangtuan, one is the youngest son and the other is the youngest daughter, and the brothers are too late to spoil them. Barbecuing meat on a small outdoor stove is so smoky I'd better leave the work of Huoliao to the big brothers.

There has always been a popular saying in the rice circle, "A young man has no hands, and a young man has no feet", which is just teasing Tian Zhengguo to eat without using his hands and relying on his brothers to feed him. Just carry it on your back.

It can only be said that there is no reason for the maknae to go to heaven, it is all because of the habits of the brothers!

The stove is really not big, it is said to be a stove, but it is actually a barrel, with half a barrel of charcoal burning in it, and a barbed wire fence on it, it can be filled with three skewers of meat.Jin Shuozhen carefully flipped the meat skewers with tongs, Tian Zhengguo squatted beside him with a fan and fanned him, on the other side was Min Yunqi, who was also grilling meat, and Yin Naluo, who was pouting his butt and sensible to help him fan the smoke .

I don’t know if it’s a problem with the charcoal, or the oil from their kebabs has dripped into the charcoal. The more they cook, the more smoke they get. The two stoves don’t look like charcoal. Judging by the degree of smoke, you might think it’s dry ice. up.

"Wow, this smoke is not a joke. Those who don't know think it's a fire..."

Zheng Haoxi and Park Zhixuan were assembling the chairs they were going to sit on in the back. Although they were far away from the stove, they were so smoked that they coughed. Zheng Haoxi ran to the front with the chairs in hand, and looked at the four people who were grilling meat in pain with wrinkled faces. "The meat is almost smoked, it's really hard for you."

Yin Naluo was already covered in tears from the smoke, his eyes were almost closed, and even his eyelashes were wet. He squatted on the ground, turned around and looked up at Zheng Haoxi, wrinkled his nose, squinted his eyes and said: "Hao! Brother Xi, you came up with a chair, I thought you were going to hit someone."

"Hahahahaha~" Zheng Haoxi stroked his younger brother's soft hair with his free hand, and laughed out loud, "Am I hitting someone with a chair? Who are you hitting, you or Brother Yunqi?"

Yin Naluo shook his head slightly, rubbed his brother's palm with the top of his head, and whispered, "Hit Brother Yunqi, I want to see if Brother Yunqi will be angry."

"Tsk."

Min Yunqi, who was squatting halfway in front of the two with his back to them, suddenly clicked his tongue. He didn't know if he heard his younger brother's "rebellious" speech, or he was irritated by the huge amount of smoke coming out of the small stove.

Yin Naluo shrunk his neck, raised his head and stuck out his tongue at Zheng Haoxi, and talked about other topics with a strong desire to survive: "What should I do with the smoke..."

"What should I do..." Zheng Haoxi rubbed the child's head like an addict, and said "ruthlessly", "I can only fan the directors, there is really no other way~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the members and the opposite directors all laughed.

[Hahaha Realistic Xixi, the principle of bulletproof, as long as it’s not me [狗头]~]

[Hahahaha, that's so cute! 】

[As expected of you, when you are strong, you are weak, and when you are weak, you are strong! 】

[The desire to survive is extremely strong kkkk]

[Yin Nana: Fight, fight! 】

[But the smoke is really big, it's completely smoked 2333]

"Ah, it can't be done. The smoke here is too much. I'd better go to the kitchen and roast it. You can roast it in a pan. You can throw a few sweet potatoes in this stove."

Min Yunqi wiped his face, and finally gave up on the matter of barbecue in the wild. In fact, besides the reason of smoking, there is another important reason.Since the last time they went to Gapyeong together and had collective diarrhea after eating undercooked barbecue, he felt a little bit shadowy about the uncooked barbecue, and the meat skewers they bought this time were very thick, as if they were hard to cook , He was really worried about baking in such a dark place.

"Well, Na Luo, go to the kitchen and find a frying pan, a little bigger." Min Yunqi straightened up hehehe, instructing Yin Naluo to run errands for him, Yin Naluo agreed, jumping up and down After running away, he asked Jin Shuozhen if he wanted to go to the kitchen to bake together.

"I'll just bake right here, that's how camping is fun!"

Jin Shuozhen was choked with snot and burst into tears, but he still squatted firmly in the smoke and turned over the meat skewers. Tian Zhengguo fanned the wind and enjoyed it, and even became excited. Yin Naluo threw the fan aside just now, and fanned it vigorously against the stove.

Min Yunqi: ...I suspect that more than half of the smoke was fanned by this child.

"Okay, then I'll go in and bake it later, and I'll bring it out after it's done."

Min Yunqi shook his head, he didn't understand the brain circuit of his elder brother and the maknae, so he just ignored it, and waited for Yin Naluo to bring out a pot, and he put the three skewers of meat on his side and grilled them indoors.

After a while, Yin Naluo ran over holding a large pan with both hands, and helped Min Yunqi put three skewers of meat that were almost half-cooked into the pan, and followed his brother's buttocks into the kitchen.

After their meat skewers were grilled and they returned to the tent, they found that only half of their dinner skewers were left.It turned out that Jin Shuozhen and Park Jiju accidentally dropped all three skewers when they were grilling meat. The three-second rule and the five-second rule are useless. The ground is full of sand, even if it is picked up within a second. Way to eat.

Fortunately, they bought a lot of food during the day. They bought a bunch of sausages and pork belly, and they were enough to eat after roasting them all.

The meat was grilled, and the kimchi soup was served on the table. Tian Zhengguo also cooked a pot of ramen with the gas stove provided by the program team, and of course there was the essential beer.

After a tiring day and a day of playing, I sat down to eat barbecue and ramen, and drank some beer. The fatigue of the day seemed to have disappeared.

Jin Taiheng can't drink beer, he can only drink juice and watch the members blushing one by one. At this time, the program team suddenly said that they have soju, as long as Jin Taiheng agrees to them, they can provide it .

Their condition is that they hope that Jin Taiheng will also try street singing.

This didn't seem to be a difficult task for a star who had held concerts with tens of thousands of people. Jin Taeheng agreed after a little thought, and then got a small plastic bottle of Jinro Soju from the director.

"Wow, this is really only available in restaurant lovers. It's the first time I've seen soju in travel size!"

Pu Zhijuan was also a little alcoholic who had drunk before, holding this small bottle of shochu, he let out a sigh.

Yin Naluo was blushing and leaning on Zheng Haoxi's body. Corona's degree was a little high, and the taste was a bit bitter. He had only drank half a bottle, and his eyes were straight. Little bottle, suddenly remembered something.

"Well, wait a minute, I, I have something!" The child said without thinking, then ran back to the house, found his backpack, and dug out two bags of travel clothes from it. A plastic bottle about the size of soju.

Returning to the tent with the small bottle, Yin Naluo raised his chin proudly and put the contents on the table: "Look, I brought it from Korea!"

On the little face that turned red under the influence of alcohol, "Quick praise me" was written brightly.

The children who were chatting looked over curiously, and saw two 350ml travel-size bottles of rice wine standing on the table. The light yellow liquid was packed in a soft plastic bottle, which was similar to the shochu provided by the director.

"Ah, I just knew that you like to drink, but I didn't expect it to be this much! Na Luo, it's amazing!" Pu Zhixuan leaned over and took a bottle in his hand, curled his lips, and gave his brother a thumbs up.

"Of course~ I also love restaurants~"

Yin Naluo tossed his hair, narrowed his eyes with a contented smile, fell silent for a while, and burped happily.

[I actually bring wine with me when I go on a trip, like my father kkkk]

[hobi and jin brought ramen from Korea, v brought rice cakes, and maui brought wine, hahahaha, personal preference is completely obvious~】

[Wow, I've had this rice wine before, the same style gets it! 】

【As expected of a little drunkard, hahaha】

[Sure enough, not losing to Agassi's wine lover]

【Our princess has been in the embrace of wine since she became an adult~】

[Actually, it’s good to drink less. Although Na likes to drink, he doesn’t drink too much, because he gets drunk after a few drinks kkkk]

[When will you endorse Princess Wuli of the shochu bar, your appeal will never be inferior to female idols]

[Vest, endorsement of soju bar, mom will buy it! 】

[Or you can endorse rice wine, so the children can drink free rice wine kkkk]

[In this case, let’s endorse ramen, after all, it’s the ramen boy group of “One Ramen a Day”~]

……

This is destined to be a carnival-like night. After drinking, the children are a little out of control, and the volume is amplified, shouting, singing and freestyle, especially after the cameras are turned off. The directors of the group also went to eat and rest, and they let themselves go even more.

There are no audiences, no fans, no cameras, no staff, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and the breeze is blowing. There are only eight of them in the big campsite.

Yin Naluo didn't know why he was lying on the ground. He was still holding the half-drunk Budweiser bottle in his hand, and he didn't know whether he had spilled it or not.He blinked slowly and looked at the sky, in a trance he thought he was back before his debut, that year Jin Shuozhen took his younger brothers to the park for a picnic, bought a lot of ingredients, got up early in the morning to make lunch for those born in September two kids celebrating birthday.

He was still immersed in the hazy memories and couldn't extricate himself, so Tian Zhengguo grabbed his arm and dragged him off the ground.

"Well, look quickly! The Red Moon! Brother Zhiyu and I watched it when you weren't here a few days ago. It's so beautiful. I wanted you to take a look too!"

Yin Naluo was pulled up by him, raised his head slowly, and saw a round red moon quietly hanging on the dark sky.

He has poor eyesight and doesn't wear glasses. In fact, he can't see clearly. The shadow of the moon is all virtual, and there are a few ghost shadows beside him, but he still looks up and looks seriously.

"Why do you suddenly feel so sad?" Yin Naluo took a sip of beer and whispered.

"Do you want to cry?" Tian Zhengguo didn't look at the moon, but focused on the profile of his relatives.

"I don't want to!" Yin Naluo quickly denied it, paused for two seconds, and then whispered, "Okay, I only think a little bit."

"Then cry, we are all drunk anyway, we won't remember tomorrow!"

Tian Zhengguo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and put his arms around Yin Naluo's neck with a grin.

In the end, whether Yin Naluo was crying or not, he didn’t know. The several alcoholic beverages he drank presumptuously had already paralyzed him. It was already the next morning.

Under the sun, the inside of the tent became very stuffy. Yin Naluo vaguely remembered that when the tent was allocated yesterday, he should have slept with Jin Nanjun and Tian Zhengguo, but when he woke up, he was the only one in the tent.

Sitting up in a daze, Yin Naluo held his forehead.

For drinking, you really have to do what you can. Yin Naluo was too excited last night. He drank a mixture of beer, shochu, rice wine and champagne. In the end, he didn't seem to fall asleep, but fell into a coma. Now his body is awake. Consciousness is still unclear, and the brain is still in chaos.

The hard-working program crew had already started working, the cameras were set up, the eight chairs in front of the tent were arranged neatly, and the wine bottles were gone.At the end of last night, only Kim Seok-jin and Jung Ho-seok were not seriously drunk. The two finally cleaned up and went to sleep. It seems that the directors helped them clean up the mess before they started filming.

The two people who slept in the same tent with Yin Naluo, Tian Zhengguo got up early to watch the sunrise, and Jin Nanjun was woken up by the heat just now, and was sitting outside in a daze.

Yin Naluo frowned and opened the door of the tent. Except for the staff who were waiting in full force, he only saw Jin Namjun's back, so he crawled out of the tent with no shoes on, and went straight to Jin Namjun and go.

The child was still wearing yesterday's clothes, a loose white vest and extremely short shorts, while Kim Nam-joon had changed his clothes. He was still dressed in black at dinner last night, but now he changed into a white short-sleeved T-shirt and Yin Naluo. The same black shorts, he sat on the chair a little sluggishly, his legs were too long, his pants were too short, it looked like he was not wearing any pants.

"Brother~" Yin Naluo pouted and walked over, opening his arms to his brother coquettishly and begging for a hug while walking, complaining in a bit of aggrieved tone, "I have a little leg pain qwq"

Jin Nanjun was dazzled by the sunlight and closed one eye. Hearing his voice, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to embrace him. Yin Naluo was not polite, and skillfully sat down on his brother's strong thigh, and his white arms He hugged his brother's neck, leaned his face on Jin Nanjun's head, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Kim Namjoon has been tanned in the past few days and has become another person, while Yin Naluo, the cold white skin that cannot be tanned, still has the enviable complexion. The difference in skin color and body shape between the two has become the biggest difference in the team.At this time, they overlapped and hugged each other, with fragile white skin and light blue blood vessels next to the healthy wheat color, and soft and thin calves next to the firm honey thighs, which seemed to have a strange conflict and harmony.

The only thing that makes people feel a little subtle is that the pants of both of them are too short, and the shots from some angles are really exactly the same as if they are not wearing pants. When editing later, only the shots taken by a few cameras can show use.

"You said your leg hurts just now?" Jin Nanjun asked hoarsely after hugging him silently and tenderly for a while.

He talked freestyle for a long time last night with the same volume as a nightclub DJ, it is not normal if his voice is not hoarse today.

"Yeah!" Yin Naluo pouted and rubbed his brother's messy blond hair, "The right calf hurts at the back~"

Jin Nanjun had just woken up, and his mind was still foggy. He listened to his brother's messy description as always, and realized that he was talking about calf pain. He was worried for a moment whether the child was accidentally injured again.When he was in a hurry, he directly held the child's ankle with one hand, supported the back with the other hand, and raised one leg high, while he tilted his head to look at his fair calf.

Fortunately, Yin Naluo's muscles and bones are soft, if it were someone else, he would have to be thrown to the ground by him.

"What can you see?" the child asked listlessly, holding his knees.

Jin Nanjun looked at his younger brother's legs, front, back, left, and right, and saw a big red patch on the back of his calf. At first, he was a little puzzled, but then suddenly remembered something, and burst out laughing.

"Well, it's okay, how did you get the pain in your leg? I forgot? Isn't it because you insisted on wrestling with Zhixuan last night, and you knocked down the charcoal stove and burned it after making a fuss~" Jin Nanjun said a little funny Then, while talking, he gently put his brother's legs down.

Yin Naluo, still in a hangover:? ? ?

Wanting to wrestle with Park Ji-joon?Also knocked down the charcoal stove and burned your legs?Forgot to burn it?

Well, being so stupid is a bit like something he can do...

The author has something to say: the plot that must be written in this part of Malta sits on the lap, is it done?

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