[Entertainment] Chen Guang

On Jin Nanjun's calendar, the itinerary of the Nordic trip was spent in a hurry, and a red slash was crossed.

"I'm going on tour." Song Zechen stood beside Jin Nanjun who was in a daze.

"Ah."

"It's too hot." Song Zechen looked at the scorched earth outside the window and sighed. The weather he dislikes the most is such a big summer.

"You've been eating less and less recently, take care of yourself."

Jin Nanjun pinched the back of Song Zechen's neck. Every year when the bitter summer came, Song Zechen ate drinks as three meals a day. He didn't eat anything but white rice for the three meals. With their intensive training, the baby fat that was finally brought back in winter Immediately lost, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon together with Park Jimin, Kim Tae-jung and others who are taking care of their bodies every day.

The only difference is that the manager will persuade Song Zechen to eat more, and he will not stop him from eating high-calorie snacks, or even buy them for him and force him to stuff them.

And Song Zechen randomly scooped up a few mouthfuls with a small fork in front of eager Park Jimin and Kim Tae-joo, and then pushed the cake away: "I can't eat it, it's so uncomfortable."

Kim Tae-joo turned to Park Jimin angrily, "I feel like I've been humiliated."

Park Jimin nodded wildly in approval: "Me too!"

Jin Taiyi turned to his manager again: "Brother, please let me accept Zechen's humiliation to me."

The manager took the cake away and smiled kindly at them: "No need, I accept this humiliation."

Kim Tae-soo and Park Jimin cried, while Song Zechen covered his ears in pain, and when the manager left, he took out a handful of chocolates from under the table and threw them at them.

"do not Cry."

Park Jimin put it away when he saw it was ready, and quickly opened the packaging bag: "Zechen, there are snacks hidden here, you are really amazing."

Before, the manager saw that they were too indulgent and took away all the snacks at home, and they were so hungry after only two days of stopping.

Song Zechen didn't even bother to say anything, and waved his hand in annoyance.

So at this moment, another rustling sound came from behind Song Zechen and Jin Nanjun, and the two turned their heads. The sneaky Jin Taeyi was groping under the table when he saw them with an embarrassed smile: "That, what a coincidence ah"

"Brother Taiyi, you just got angry with mouth ulcers yesterday, so don't look for snacks to eat." Song Zechen had no choice but to see through Jin Taiyi's actions.

"I can't hold back, I promise I won't eat after eating. Where did you hide the snacks, Zechen?" Jin Tae did not give up.

"It's hidden in Brother Yunqi's production room, you can try it." Song Zechen smiled.

Kim Tae-jun: "Forget it."

The onlookers, Kim Nam Joon, laughed after Kim Tae-joon left in despair: "Tae-joon is so cute."

"My brother is also very cute." Song Zechen, who continued to study the itinerary, replied casually, praising the members almost became his subconscious habit.

Jin Nanjun chuckled a few times and shook his head, exhaling a long breath.

"What's the matter? I'm only happy if I praise my brother's sexiness. Cute is a very high-level adjective for me." Song Zechen noticed that Jin Nanjun was not interested.

"What's the best adjective for that?"

"Okay." Song Zechen replied with a smile while writing down the last marked schedule.

In July and August, the whole of Asia was like a huge fire cage. After getting off the plane, Song Zechen felt that he was blinded by the heat wave.

Along the way, he waved and walked through the aisle with the ARMYs who came to pick up the plane. Song Zechen deliberately walked at the end and turned his head and said: "Go back quickly, it's too hot, what should I do if I suffer from heat stroke?"

"Okay." Everyone answered in unison, interspersed with several screams.

After they settled down at the hotel, they went to Song Zechen's room to review Chinese together after they finished their rest.

Yes, Little Chrysanthemum Chinese Class is open again.

Even though Song Zechen was ridiculed for his Taiwanese accent before, as the person with the most standard pronunciation, he still took over the burden at a young age.

Song Zechen had already prepared Pang Dahai and Qingxin Pill to moisten his throat, waiting for the next critical attack.

Sure enough, Min Yunqi's Sichuan accent, Zheng Haoxi's Northeast accent and other people's strange pronunciation intonations made him quickly take the first Qingxin pill to calm himself down.

"howare you guys?"

"I love you."

Song Zechen first led everyone who studied Chinese to review the basic knowledge.

"Zechen, how do you say marriage in Chinese?" Jin Taiyi leaned over.

"You're going to tease our Ami."

"Get-marry-let's-" Song Zechen dragged his tone, pronouncing every sound with fullness.

"Okay." Kim Tae-joo quickly showed his paws, "I want a diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg, a fleet of Rolls-Royce Lamborghinis, an 18-story strawberry cake and a Coke-themed wedding ceremony, and we're going to get married now Bar."

Song Zechen held Jin Tae-joo's hand tenderly and affectionately, and Jin Tae-joo's face slowly twisted.

"Brother, I want you to die, do you believe it?"

"Jimin, he's so vicious, I don't want him anymore, I'll stay with you." Kim Tae-joo pulled Park Jimin to cry as if asking for help, and was pushed down by Park Jimin.

Jin Tae-yi propped himself up on one's legs, and when he raised his head, Min Yun-ki's cold face magnified in front of his eyes.

"Do you want to die?"

Jin Taiyi fled quickly, jokingly, this brother is much scarier than Song Zechen at present.

As hot as the weather is the hearts of them and their fans, the preparation time for the concert.

"Zechen, let's perm your curly hair." Cody, who was doing the styling, suggested.

"No!" Song Zechen sternly refused.

"Okay!" Park Jimin and Kim Seokjin quickly responded after hearing Cody's suggestion.

"No!" Song Zechen sat on the stool and couldn't move too much, so he had to lock it with his eyes.

"Sister, get hot soon! I want to see the curly haired little chestnut."

"I want to see Teddy Zechen."

Jin Shuozhen and Park Jimin ignored Song Zechen's horror under the temptation of such a look.

Before the concert, Song Zechen's hair was dyed maroon by cody. It was a very common hair color to him, but the others still seemed to be treating something novel. First, they took pictures with their mobile phones for a long time. Zheng Haoxi He slapped his head and thought of a new nickname for him - "Little Chestnut".

It is another new nickname after "Little Grape".

Song Zechen thought humbly, can't I be a human being?

And Song Zechen himself is not taking the cute route, only after the little curly hair is permed will soften the coolness of his face, bringing the youthful and lively of this age.However, the shape of small curly hair has been rare since "Hormonal Warfare". Ami and they all miss it very much, and often dig out old photos to secretly feel sad. How could such an opportunity be missed now.

Jin Shuozhen and Park Jimin held Song Zechen's arms like guards on the left and right, like guards in a prison: "Sister, get burned!"

Song Zechen slumped on the chair, feeling that it was a waste of time to struggle, and ground his teeth.

Kim Seok Jin and Park Jimin pretended not to hear.

When Song Zechen finally got up from the chair, he put his hands on the table and faced himself in the mirror with a long sigh.

Jin Shuo really invited friends: "Everyone, come and see the limited curly hair!"

A group of people came rushing over, sighing in a hurry.

"It's so cute."

Zheng Haoxi "rubbed" Song Zechen's head with his hands, Song Zechen just wanted to wave it away impatiently, when he saw Zheng Haoxi, he quickly changed his expression and smiled sweetly with him.

After seeing it, Jin Taiyi disliked Song Zechen's daily double standards.

The concert was even more lively than expected.

Zhongmi is comparable to the support of the army to make the members play more high. Song Zechen's appearance does not affect his performance at all. He is cute on the surface and a big guy in nature, especially in the crotch of the crow's part. Turn over the roof.

The chorus almost ran through the audience. Song Zechen handed the microphone to Ami, and everyone sang in unison. After Song Zechen took it back, they stopped singing again and went back and forth several times. Song Zechen was helpless:

"Ah, I want you to sing with me, why do you only do multiple-choice questions?"

In the final speech, Song Zechen smiled and said nothing to Kim Tae-jung's successful "Let's get married". At this moment, he is like a teacher checking homework, listening to the stuttering Chinese of the members with his hands behind his back.

The faces of Song Zechen and Min Yunqi suddenly appeared on the big screen, and the two were stunned for a moment. Song Zechen embraced Min Yunqi and said, "Hello everyone, we are the combination of sugar-fried chestnuts."

Min Yunqi smiled and kicked him.

According to the order, it was Song Zechen's turn to speak. His Chinese was actually not as smooth as his mother tongue, and he jumped out word by word slowly, but it made people feel grateful and respected: "We are Amy."

After thinking about it, I added another prefix: "Our Chinese Ami."

The audience responded like a wave of "guilty."

Song Zechen laughed out loud, "Why do you speak Korean when I speak Chinese?"

"Everyone has worked hard." Song Zechen glanced around, took a deep breath and smiled after lowering his eyes.

"Actually, I have also felt hard before, but thinking of you and the members seems to make me feel a lot better, so please think about things that make you happy when you are hard."

He compared his scissors hands to the camera, smiling brightly like the epilogue of every concert, as if the quarrel a few months ago had never happened.

This is probably the happiest meaning of their existence.