[Entertainment] Tears and ghosts

The release date of the new album has been confirmed, the MV for the title song has not been filmed yet, even Yin Naluo wants to complain about the company's procrastination.We waited until the end of April, when BTS had just finished his trip to Japan and returned to Korea before he was notified that he could finally shoot the MV for the title song "FIRE".

This MV uses a lot of flames and explosion points, which is a bit dangerous. Before shooting, the director and the security personnel in charge of special effects on the scene told them very seriously, they must pay attention to the location of the explosion points and flames, and don’t get too close. And these children in their twenties didn't know whether they listened or not. Headed by Yin Naluo and Tian Zhengguo, two youngsters, they ran around before shooting, full of excitement about the explosion scene.

However, the first day of filming was all about the dance part. Yin Naluo had been looking forward to it in vain for nothing, and after dancing for a whole day, he was too tired to lift his legs. Jin Tai hummed his back before he was willing to leave.

However, Yin Naluo was not without gains. He brought back Park Zhijun's shooting props-a lighter from the set.

As for why I secretly brought back a lighter, I have to talk about it from the beginning of preparation for this new album.

Yin Naluo, who has never stopped composing since his debut, has not released a single song for more than two years. There are a few songs that are certified by the company's producers as "well written", according to Kim Namjoon and Min Yunqi. There are also quite a few songs that are "not bad", and all kinds of songs are filled with a USB flash drive.

When preparing this album before, Yin Naluo heard that this is the last album of the "In the Mood for Love" series, so he excitedly took a USB flash drive to find Fang Shihyuk, thinking that if he could record the songs he wrote Entering this series can be regarded as a souvenir.

As a result, after Fang Shihyuk listened to the song in his USB flash drive, he thought about it, and just said "It's not suitable, it's not yet time", and sent Yin Naluo away.

This incident left a shallow trace in Yin Naluo's heart. He wondered if his creative ability was really not good, or else how could PDnim not like a single song.

Sometimes, once people have doubts about themselves, they will involuntarily want to confirm their doubts from all aspects.

So during the time when the new album was selected, Yin Naluo felt an inexplicable anxiety every day. Every time he heard a candidate new song, he had to compare it with his own song, always wanting to find out where his song was lacking, why Fang PD thinks this song is okay, but he can't write it

.

Until all the included songs were confirmed, Yin Naluo was almost stunned. All the songs he had heard these days were circling in his mind, which made him unable to write songs even if he wanted to. The guitar playing back and forth is full of other people's melodies.

For creators, this is not a small crisis and bottleneck. Yin Naluo also knows it, so he is even more anxious. Whenever he has time, he will go to the company and lock himself in the studio. Sometimes he drank a lot of Coke during the whole day, but only ate one meal, which was still a supper with no nutrition.Within a few days, the little meat that was so hard to raise after the New Year was gone again.

He doesn’t eat well, doesn’t sleep well, and his relatives and brothers don’t respond to messages very much. He spends so much time in the studio every day, determined to write a song that can be recognized. Holding the guitar, he couldn't even play a song he hadn't heard before... Yin Naluo unconsciously fell into a vicious cycle.

One day, the coke in the studio was all drunk, and Yin Naluo came to the convenience store wearing a mask and glasses. He wanted to buy a few bottles of Coke and leave, but when he was checking out, he saw the neat and tidy things inside the counter. A row of cigarettes placed together.

"Um, please give me another box of that." Yin Naluo looked left and right to see if there was anyone, and quickly pointed to the cabinet behind the cashier.

The cashier at the convenience store was probably new here, and he didn't recognize Yin Naluo. He was slowly scanning the codes for Coke one by one. He followed his fingers and looked back, then looked up at Yin Naluo, and said : "If you buy cigarettes, you need to show your ID card."

"I didn't bring my ID card with me, but I'm an adult, can't I buy it..." Yin Naluo touched his pocket, lowered his head and muttered something.

The cashier looked at his cut, as if judging in his heart, he was silent for a while before he relaxed and said: "It seems that you should be an adult, this time I will sell it to you first, remember to bring your ID card next time. Cigarettes Which one do you want?"

Yin Naluo gritted his teeth nervously, thinking that he had been recognized, and when he heard the cashier's words, he quickly pointed at him, resisting the urge to turn around and run away immediately, and after paying the money, he looked at the cashier again. The clerk put the cigarettes into the bag containing the Coke, then picked up the bag politely and left, his legs were shaking when he fled from the convenience store.

After coming out of the convenience store, Yin Naluo ran all the way back to the company.

feeling of things.He jingled and ran into the studio with a Coke in his hand, and after closing the door, he slumped on the sofa and panted heavily.

Half of them feel guilty because they have done something bad, and the other half are tired from running.

After Yin Naluo recovered his breath, he realized that he only bought cigarettes and forgot to buy a lighter.

After realizing this, Yin Naluo didn't have the guts to go to the convenience store to buy a lighter again. Instead, he threw the thin cigarette case into the deep part of the drawer like throwing a hot potato.

When he remembered the pack of cigarettes again, he was at the shooting site of "FIRE".

When Park Ji-jung was shooting a personal scene, the director gave him a prop lighter. Yin Naluo stared at the long flame behind the camera, and suddenly thought of the box of cigarettes that he had put away after he bought it.

Since the dance practice of the new song was put on the schedule, Yin Naluo no longer had the energy to worry about writing songs. During that time, he got into a dead end, and his emotions were more like "the days of each month", come and go quickly It was fast, after that effort, he started thinking about it, and stopped worrying about the fact that his songs were always not selected for the new album, and he naturally threw the pack of cigarettes behind him.

However, young boys, especially those who have just grown up and are under strict management, are usually full of curiosity about things like cigarettes and alcohol. Affected by this curious trend, Yin Naluo , wandering unsteadily to his brother.

"Brother Zhiyu, is the filming over?"

"Well, are you next?" Pu Zhixuan sat on the ground, looked up at his younger brother, and then stretched out his hand for Yin Naluo to pull him up.

"The next one is Brother Taiheng." After Yin Naluo pulled his brother up, he didn't let go of his hand, but held him stickily and shook him around, and then asked as if nothing had happened, "Zhiyu Brother, your props are so beautiful, can I take them back to the dormitory?"

The lighter was still held in the palm of Pu Zhixuan's hand. He looked down at the hand that was shared with Yin Naluo, and replied: "It was given to me by the director of the props. It is very beautiful. You like it? I want to take it back, then I'll go ask the director."

It happened that the prop director was walking over and instructing the staff to re-set the scene, so Park Zhijun took his younger brother and asked if he could take the prop lighter home.

The director graciously agreed, and Park Zhijun and Yin Naluo thanked politely, and then left the scene and returned to the waiting room.

Before entering the waiting room, the lighter was in Yin Naluo's hands, and he carefully hid it in his pocket.

"Why are you hiding?"

Seeing that he hides things like a little hamster, Pu Zhixuan thinks he is so cute, so he can't help but raise his hand to touch his small head, which has been out of the scope of size, "Don't you want others to see it?"

"Well, don't show it to others, for fear of being snatched away by others hehe~" After successfully getting the lighter, Yin Naluo smiled like a child who succeeded in playing a prank, bouncing around beside his brother.

Yin Naluo has always been very happy because of some simple things, Park Zhixuan only thought that he really liked the design of the lighter, so he didn't ask much.

……

The MV was filmed intensively for three days, and Yin Naluo and Min Yunqi took time to adjust their hairstyles. Min Yunqi cut his hair short, and Yin Naluo dyed it dark green after bleaching.

Standing with the red-haired Kim Tae-hyung and the yellow-haired Kim Seok-jin, the traffic lights are right.

On the day of the official release of the new album, everyone was waiting in the dormitory to update various data, only Yin Naluo went to the company with a lighter that he cheated from Park Zhijun.

He bought all the cigarettes, anyway, he just tried it out. He deliberately chose this time to come to the company, so no one else would notice.

When he came to the studio, Yin Naluo sat on his extremely comfortable sofa, with a coffee-colored cigarette case and a beautifully designed lighter in front of him. After hesitating again and again, he reached out and opened the cigarette case, and the strong coffee aroma instantly Filled with small studios.

Yin Naluo has always been a beginner. He has never liked or used to drinking coffee. When the smell of coffee mixed with the smell of tobacco came out, he was almost blown away.

"What, it's coffee-flavored, it's a waste of money..."

With a look of disgust on his face, the child clumsily pulled out a cigarette from the box and broke the filter.

"Ah, I'm really angry!" Yin Naluo puffed up his cheeks, angry at the cigarette case, "What a broken cigarette!"

After a long time of fiddling alone, he finally got to the point of lighting the cigarette.

Anyone who has ever smoked knows that when lighting a cigarette, it is best to hold the filter in your mouth and inhale, so that it is easier to ignite, but Yin Naluo doesn't know that, with the cigarette in one hand and the lighter in the other, he is like an enemy After lighting it for a long time, there was only a little bit on the cigarette butt. He decisively broke off this point and threw it away, and "burned" the cross-section of the cigarette with a lighter again.

When the cigarette butt was broken by him, it was finally lit smoothly. Yin Naluo stayed in the closed studio for a long time, and his sense of smell was numb. He didn't know how much tobacco and coffee smell in the studio now. concentrated.

With the burnt ones left less than three

One-fifth of the cigarette butt, Yin Naluo decided to try it himself, and just took a sip on the filter, he was choked by the bitter and astringent taste and coughed violently.

Coincidentally, there was the sound of kicking footsteps in the corridor. The owner of the footsteps was going to his own studio, but he didn't expect to hear Yin Naluo coughing. After a pause for two seconds, he went to Yin Naluo's work. Room came.

In this world full of drama, it always happens that when you feel embarrassed and guilty because you secretly tried something you shouldn't try, the person you fear the most will suddenly appear at the door like a lie.

Just like Yin Naluo now, and Min Yunqi outside the door.

The frosted glass door reveals the figure of someone coming from outside. Yin Naluo knew that it was Min Yunqi when he saw the blurred outline, and he panicked all of a sudden, and when he thought that his studio was unlocked, he panicked even more.

He flicked his hands and threw the still burning cigarette under the sofa, stood up and opened the window, and then began to dance exaggeratedly, trying to disperse the smoke in the room.

"Na Luo? Are you uncomfortable? I heard you coughing in the corridor." Min Yunqi stood outside and knocked on the door, seemingly not intending to break in.

Yin Naluo suppressed his cough, his face was blushing, and while desperately waving his arms, trying to drive the smell out of the room, he pretended to be calm and replied: "It's okay, brother, I'm not feeling well, you go and work on you Let's do it!"

And Min Yunqi outside didn't hear what he said at all: "Oh? What's the taste? Coffee? Have you drank coffee? Don't you don't drink coffee..."

When the puzzled elder brother said this, he pushed open the glass door between the two of them, and faced the younger brother who acted like a psycho, and the cigarette case and lighter carelessly placed on the small tea table. Smell the tobacco smell mixed in the coffee smell.

"Ah, do you smoke?" Min Yunqi moved his nose, carefully distinguishing the smell in the air, and suddenly he was hit by a burst of fire on his head.

"Ah? No! No, no!" Yin Naluo swallowed, still struggling.

Min Yunqi took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and the swear words that were about to blurt out, lowered his head and looked around the room, and then managed to find the cigarette butt that was thrown under the sofa and was still stubbornly burning.

"Both stolen goods, what else needs to be explained?" Min Yunqi laughed back angrily, and directly pinched out the still flickering cigarette butt with two gleaming white fingers, and raised his eyebrows at Yin Naluo.

"I, I, I really don't smoke

..." Yin Naluo folded his hands in front of him at this moment, he was extremely obedient, and timidly made the final rebuttal for himself.

Min Yunqi didn't bother to talk to him, so he stepped forward directly, holding a cigarette butt in one hand, and pinched Yin Naluo's cheek with the other roughly, and brought it to his lips to smell it.

Yin Naluo panicked and forgot to breathe for a moment.

After Min Yunqi heard it, he straightened up and looked at the poor child in front of him without saying a word.

Very good, with a faint aroma of coffee, this damn boy, he smoked secretly and didn't run away.

The author has something to say: Min Tang: If you want to take care of your children these days, you can't do without a good nose!

感谢在2020-07-0221:42:37~2020-07-0317:08:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Yagui;

Thanks to the little angel who cast mines: June, wow, it’s iye, Xiaoxun’s, and Yagui 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of A Ming; 15 bottles of Ranran Jiang, Jiang Blind; 5 bottles of Bi Li Cake; 2301 bottles of Mo Xiaotan, eatkookie, and corn sugar;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!