[Entertainment] Chen Guang

In the darkness of the entire space, there is only a ray of light standing under a young man in a wine red velvet suit, with his eyes closed and the melody of the violin coming out slowly.

Slow and quiet advance.

The eyes suddenly opened, and the shadow behind the light beam was in the shape of a huge butterfly.

There was ice in the boy's eyes, and he suddenly opened the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly, and let out a short chuckle, like the light of a foggy forest floating in the air, resonating like a cello from his chest.

There was a bloody howl in the comment area, and people who watched the mv on the other side also praised it.

"The company is also dead. I just wanted to call you to the recording studio all of a sudden. It turned out to be to record laughter." Park Jimin couldn't help but drag the progress bar back and listened to the laughter again, "touch" Goosebumps on arms.

"I really understand everyone's heart." Jin Nanjun also listened to it several times.

"It was kind of embarrassing when I recorded it."

Song Zechen himself didn't feel much. When recording, he almost fell out with the producer in order to reflect the so-called sense of mystery.

In Song Zhinan's opinion, you want me to express so many emotions just for a laugh, if I have that ability, I would have left the company long ago to become an actor.

In the end, a staff has a way, let Song Zechen imagine how he would react if Kim Tae-jun broke his pen, Min Yun-ki quarreled with him, and Park Jimin woke him up to sleep, and the recording process instantly became very smooth.

"It seems that Ami's reaction is not bad, and they are all guessing the connotation of the MV."

Jin Nanjun flipped through the webpage, and the return of "Blood, Sweat and Tears" injected a large number of new fans into Miquan.

In addition to the mv, the sound source has also achieved the effect of cleaning the charts, which made them who were nervous about this style breathe a sigh of relief.

"After all, this mv cost money." Song Zechen joked.

So the tag of #宋泽晨无人地地玫瑰# was quietly pushed up.

At the same time #edenroseofnoman'sland# was also posted on the world trend.

When Song Zechen came across this article, he still sighed for this cultured rainbow fart: "I can get so many likes with a different look."

"Did you change your look? You changed the species, from the fresh lily of Seoul to the cannibal flower of the Amazon. You can eat people with just one look at your look." Min Yunqi expressed the same emotion as Song Zechen's mv sneer.

The more Song Zechen listened, the more something went wrong: "Brother, are you praising me? Why is your rainbow fart so rude, telling you to read more books, you will be at a disadvantage now if you don't read."

"Did I praise you for your big face?"

"My face is actually not very small, just a little smaller than yours."

Seeing that these two people were going to quarrel everyday, Zheng Haoxi quickly smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, how old are you?"

"Did you hear that, you're childish." Min Yunqi embellished the matter.

"I heard, my Brother Haoxi said that you are making trouble for no reason." Song Zechen retorted.

Brother Haoxi felt that he couldn't stay with two people of the same age, so he turned and left without hesitation.

Song Zechen and Min Yunqi looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Wait." Song Zechen called Min Yunqi who was about to leave to rummage in his schoolbag.

"what?"

"The sushi I picked up on the way is for you as a sushi." Song Zechen took out a box of sushi and sighed after reading it, "It's over."

The sushi inside might have been bumped into pieces in the schoolbag, and the tuna ingredients on it were all glued together. This time, it was really picked up from the garbage dump.

"What should I do? It's like this. Shall I buy another box?"

"No need." Min Yunqi took it back, "It's still edible, don't waste it."

"Our Brother Yunqi is really diligent and thrifty in managing the family."

"Recently, you often play with Jin Tae-jin, right?" Min Yunqi guessed at a glance who Song Zechen studied under this pretentious appearance.

Song Zechen's smile paused: "No."

"I'm leaving. If I have time, I'll bring you the whole box." Song Zechen didn't want to get involved in this topic, so he turned his back and waved to him.

The results of "wings" were even better than they had imagined. The sales of the album doubled, and the overseas popularity increased by leaps and bounds.

However, the members worked harder, practicing dance and singing, and fame comes with pressure and responsibility.

Song Zechen happened to be busy with the mid-term at Seoul National University, and started to take time off and skip classes to devote himself to the daily work of the group. Participating in the mid-term is for the usual points, so that the final grades will not be red. It is a very utilitarian idea. Kim Sang-won is on his way It took a lot of effort.

But it wasn't much easier. After Song Zechen's solo was handed in, he revised it repeatedly and changed it to a super difficult song. He was a little dissatisfied with this.

"This song is for Ami who wants to sing together, how can we sing together now?" Song Zechen practiced after opening his voice, and sighed.

In his vision, regardless of the artistry, he just wrote a little sweet song that everyone happily shook their hands and sang together. The company's producers discussed opinions in a hurry, and it became the current high and low sounds like the Himalayas. and the song of the great gap between the Mariana Trench.

"And my dance, why is it so complicated, I still expect everyone to simply jump and dance with me." Song Zechen felt depressed, and all the previous interactions were gone.

"The character design of your return this time is mysterious, and the company may have considered this." Jin Nanjun tried to comfort him.

"Aze, your dance is at least not funny, okay? Look at the dance you choreographed for me. I was shocked when I saw that shadowless foot." Tian Zhengguo was brooding over the last time he saw his solo choreographer of "begin" Song Zechen laughed mercilessly at Wu's footsteps.

"It's okay, it's still great." Song Zechen held back a smile and followed Mao's maknae.

"Brother Haoxi dances very handsomely." Tian Zhengguo secretly took Song Zechen to learn a few lessons with Zheng Haoxi.

"It's all great." Song Zechen heard the envy of the youngest, and repeated this sentence with a smile.

Park Jimin sat next to them without saying a word, "touching" his throat not to participate in the conversation, Song Zechen was thoughtful when he swept past him.

Leaving aside the matter of solo, the first thing to face should be the main singing stage.

The day of Park Jimin's birthday was the first stage of their comeback.In the early morning, after my birthday, I was urged to go to bed after eating the cake. I rushed to the TV station after participating in the recording of the radio program early in the morning.

"Sister, should I put on makeup first today?" Song Zechen was sitting in the dressing room backstage. The staff hadn't arrived yet, and the others were temporarily waiting in line.

"Yes, you are the first one today, go to rest when you are done, the dark circles under your eyes are getting heavier and heavier."

Cody also treats them as children, and can't bear to see them so tired.

"Sister, please help me block my dark circles." Song Zechen slightly nodded his head to express his gratitude. The basic politeness was reflected in the details, and he never relaxed.

"It's okay, just take care of yourself."

Every makeup period is a rare moment for Song Zechen to rest. He has long practiced the skill of being able to stay still without affecting Cody's makeup and also to take a deep rest.

Song Zechen was about to be dragged into sleep by the darkness before his consciousness forced him to wake up.

"Zechen, it's done." After a while, Cody patted Song Zechen on the shoulder to signal him to open his eyes.

Song Zechen was dazed for a while, then stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

"I'm still not used to this color contact lenses, the color is so light."

He leaned closer to the mirror to observe the color of his pupils, which were foggy gray.

"It looks great." Cody was very satisfied with her work, "Try wearing purple next time."

"I think I'm the palette now, the second experiment after Brother Yunqi."

"Because you two can't go wrong no matter how much you two have fair skin."

"Is Zhengguo all right?" Song Zechen found where Tian Zhengguo was. Tian Zhengguo seemed to be about to put on his makeup, so he took the time to wink with him.

"Oh?" Song Zechen seemed to have thought of something, and raised his eyes brightly, "Can my sister accept the second creation?"

"What?" Cody didn't understand what it meant.

"Guo'er, come here."

Song Zechen called him over, but Tian Zhengguo didn't understand what he meant, so he still took a step forward.

"What's the matter?" Tian Zhengguo stood still in front of Song Zechen.

Song Zechen shook his wrist, the blue blood vessels were distinct, and his skin was so white that it glistened: "Do you want to draw a butterfly?"

Promises made a long time ago may be fulfilled today.

Tian Zhengguo was taken aback for a moment, then opened his eyes, his eyes quietly climbed into small creases, and he responded cheerfully: "Okay!"

"Sister, can you?" Song Zechen turned his head and asked Cody.

This time Cody understood what this person was thinking: "You decided to do this, what else can I say?"

"Sister Zhengguo's painting skills are guaranteed, don't worry." Song Zechen stared at his wrist and the back of Tian Zhengguo's head with peace of mind.

"Right?" he asked back.

"Yes!" Tian Zhengguo raised his head, showing his proud little rabbit teeth.

"I thought you forgot?" Song Zechen opened his mouth as he saw the lifelike butterfly slowly being outlined.

"I thought you forgot, too?" Tian Zhengguo concentrated on painting and replied with his head buried.

"I haven't forgotten, that's great." Song Zechen's smile was like a butterfly fluttering its wings.