[Entertainment] Chen Guang

From arriving at the venue, even after yesterday's rehearsal, I can still feel the panic in the backstage. The staff ran around with walkie-talkies, and the codys continued to speed up their makeup.

Song Zechen stood on the lifting platform quietly waiting for his next violin solo.

The backstage was in a mess, and it was pitch black around him, with only the light to make out a faint shadow, and the sound in front of the stage made the place humming.

After the solo dance by Jung Ho Suk and Park Jimin, the lights in the venue were dimmed, and the elevator slowly went up.

Then a beam of light shone on Song Zechen's body.

His outfit today is the red velvet suit and black jacket in the previous mv. in the hair.

The corners of his eyes and the emphatic tear mole formed an ambiguous arc, the violin was resting on his shoulders, and his jawline was so beautiful that it was sharp.The light carefully sculpted his side face, rendering it pure and evil, like a former believer of God who finally fell into darkness by himself in the novel, attracting people to fly to the flame.

Song Zechen didn't have any special feelings in his heart. If he was the only one, he probably never thought of playing the violin on such an occasion.His childhood was spent in quiet performance halls with companions, serious teachers and so-called high art.The din of voices and the heavy sound of the stage at this moment finally made him feel in a trance: So I really went on another road.

At the end of the short clip, Song Zechen turned around quickly, the camera moved forward, and gave him a close-up. Song Zechen raised his eyebrows, with a smile that was not a smile, and jumped quickly.

After he handed over the violin to the staff who came up in fear of dropping valuables, he went to meet other people.The only remaining members were Kim Tae-jun and Kim Seok-jin who were still performing on stage, and Chun Jung-kook who was still hanging.

"Handsome." Park Jimin took advantage of the confusion of the stars, staring at Song Zechen's outfit today.

"Brother's blindfolded dance is also very handsome." Song Zechen smiled and pressed Park Jimin's restless hand, "Guoer's pair of white socks today is also obvious, I have been staring at it."

"I also think that no matter how you look at it, you want to laugh."

"The maknae's waist can't bear it." Min Yunqi didn't say anything, but he was still worried.

"It should be fine, he added a waist protector and put a lot of ointment on it." Song Zechen reassured.

"Zechen is amazing, he can find strange and effective medicines every time."

Song Zechen shook Park Jimin's hand, and concluded in one sentence proudly: "Probably the power of capital."

After the performance of the entrance ceremony, they returned to the artist seat. Song Zechen coughed several times. Basically, he was accidentally injured by fireworks every time during the performance of "Fire". He had splashed his eyes and injured his arms before. Throat.Sure enough, there are risks in arresting people and enrolling them in religion, and there is a price to pay.

He took the water from Zheng Haoxi and moistened his throat. After barely calming down, he greeted his Ami and began to pay attention to the stage.

Compared with Jin Tae-jin and Jin Shuozhen who bought tickets to enter the arena, Song Zechen's reaction is always extremely serious, a stream of incompatibility.

Brothers Song Zechen and Tian Zhengguo, as idols who have contracted four generations of girl groups, are often impressed by the imagination of those people.He was speechless when he saw the video of Lalang Pei that Kim Sang-won sent him in shock. God knows that he just thought that someone could write about love, hate, and hatred if he sat tight and moved his body casually.

Later, apart from interacting with people around me, I simply stared at the big screen all the time. Only on the stage of the seniors would there be some other small movements, and the rest of the stage must be as windy as the east, west, north, and south, and I will stand still.

That's why now Jin Tae-yi was ready to move his teeth and claws beside him, but he pressed his hands and legs all of a sudden, and put him in the correct sitting posture of a primary school student.After repeating it several times, Jin Taeyi angrily ignored him and turned to interact with others.

Song Zechen moved a little closer to Tian Zhengguo amidst the noise: "Is the waist okay?"

Just as Tian Zhengguo opened his mouth to answer "not uncomfortable", he suddenly became entangled. If the answer was yes, would Aze not take me out to play.Yes, in his heart, going out to see a doctor has long been turned into going out to play.After such mental consideration, he replied vaguely: "It's not bad, it's still a bit different from the normal state."

"Oh, why is this?" Song Zechen suddenly became worried, "Should I finish it and go to the hospital?"

Plans have changed!

Tian Zhengguo's rabbit's eyes widened suddenly. There was a huge difference between going to the hospital and seeing an old Chinese doctor. He waved his hand quickly: "I'm fine, don't bother."

Only then did Song Zechen realize something, raised his eyebrows and showed his sharp canine teeth: "Really? But I think it's necessary to take a trip."

Tian Zhengguo couldn't face himself and say that everything just now was a lie, so he turned his head to focus on the stage depressedly, while Song Zechen smiled and bent over his younger brother Yuanliu's head full of regret.

Then Song Zechen slowly lost the strength to joke, his face gradually became serious, and his back became straighter and straighter, like violin strings stretched after being rubbed excessively by rosin.

The best dance they won, as well as the year's special year, year's song...

"Nianyi is coming." Zheng Haoxi said in a low voice.

Jin Nanjun lowered his head and stared at the floor, clutching his thumb nails tightly, so nervous that he didn't even have the strength to control his expression, his face was sullen and his chin protruded.Min Yunqi was so nervous that he smiled, and Jin Taejun clasped his hands silently, but Song Zechen himself had no strength to stop him.

Because he was nervous, it was difficult to describe the feeling, looking forward to the result, but he had repeatedly described in his mind how to behave properly if it weren't for them.But if it was them, Song Zechen clenched the corners of his clothes with both hands.

"The winner is..."

Song Zechen looked back, he couldn't hear the voice of the senior actor on stage very clearly, even though he usually respects this senior and understands that protracted tunes are an old-fashioned trick to catch people's appetite, but at this time he even wanted to unreasonably blame why he didn't agree with him. Knives are a pleasure.The short pause of a few seconds was the longest blank that Song Zechen had experienced so far. The noise of the audience blocked his possibility of thinking. Of course, he didn't need to think at this time.

He was afraid, he was afraid that Jin Nanjun would not be able to withstand the pressure, he was afraid of Min Yunqi's lost look, and everyone's sigh, just thinking about it, he realized that he was such a person who couldn't afford to lose.

So just thinking about it, he was shrouded in fear that implied the unknown.

"BTS, congratulations."

The applause of the audience was thunderous, Jin Nanjun stood up from the chair, Park Jimin lay down in relief for the first second, and the artists behind stood up and bowed to them.Song Zechen stood there blankly, bent down very much to return the salute one by one, and then followed the footsteps of the large army to receive the award.

How to describe that feeling?

It was as if the square glass was forcibly cut off, the cheers were inaudible, everything was a mechanical conditioned reflex, and he clearly knew what was happening outside, but his psychology, physiology, and years of habits kept him calm.No one knew he was completely unplugged and inoperable.

It wasn't until Tian Zhengguo's tears brought him back to reality.

All the noise and the harsh music at the scene returned to his five senses in an instant, and he felt his sweaty palms, a layer of cold sweat on his back for some reason, and an inexplicable sense of fatigue.

Jin Nanjun controlled the turbulent emotions and said his acceptance speech, thanking his dearest Ami.

Song Zechen turned his head, and a girl in the audience area cried so much that she was about to faint, but the movements of her hands still didn't stop.

He swung his stick vigorously and earnestly.

He opened his mouth to tell her not to cry, he raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyes as before.

But as soon as the eyes were bent, a drop of warm tears rolled down.

He doesn't like to shed tears in front of people, because his fair skin is especially prone to red eyes, and when there is a teardrop, there will be a second teardrop.

Song Zechen held back the sourness in his eyes, and gently embraced the people around him, comforting the maknae who couldn't stop crying.Tian Zhengguo's tears left a dark water stain on his suit.

There was still time between patting, and Park Jimin and Kim Taejun, who were also holding back their tears, laughed and burst into tears.Min Yunqi and Jin Shuozhen cried so hard that the two biggest brothers in the team cried more powerfully than most people imagined. He seemed to have heard the cry of Ami in the audience.

Song Zechen was the last to step down, and the company's cameras followed them all the time.

"My legs are weak, don't shoot me."

"I'm going to cry, don't shoot me."

He confessed these two sentences in a low voice, found a place to sit down casually, disregarding the mess around him, he felt that he had lost the strength to even stand up, and greeted the camera staff to tell him not to take pictures here.Then calmly looked at Min Yoon-ki and Kim Nam-joon who were talking and sharing their past in front of the camera, their eyes were full of flooding sea water.

The members expressed their thoughts to the camera in twos and threes. Song Zechen stood up and said something, then sat down again, and met Min Yunqi's equally scary red eye circles and a clear and insightful smile.

Song Zechen showed a row of neat teeth, blinked away the blur in front of his eyes, and hot tears fell on the back of his hand.

"Brother, my legs are weak and I have no strength to stand up. Let me take it easy."

Min Yunqi nodded, and said the last line of the lyrics of "Fire": "Forgive you."

The two smirked at each other.

Song Zechen wrapped his arms around his legs, put his head down and pressed his eyes on his knees, leaving others with a hair on top. He always had a feeling that he hadn't stepped on the ground. He should have been full of energy but now he was exhausted all night. Probably carnival to hysterical exhaustion.

Jin Nanjun knelt down and hugged him.He could hear the common hot heartbeats in the chests of the two people, very much like the hug with the humid and sultry evening wind on that summer night a long time ago.

"Brother, are you happy?"

"Ah."

"Brother, are you relaxed?"

"Do not."