[Entertainment] Chen Guang

If you ask Song Zechen who is most afraid of in the team?

He will reply you without thinking and confidently:

No.

As the top power in the team, relying on the practical spirit of doing what he says and his brave and decisive ingenuity, despite the fact that his dear teammates have spread their wings on the edge of his bottom line these years, Dapeng and the golden rooster are independent and upside down. Taking one step over the Thunder Pond is like Monkey King who can't get over Wuzhi Mountain of Tathagata Buddha.

If you ask Song Zechen who is most afraid of being angry in the team?

Then he will think for a long time and hesitantly tell you:

Kim Seok Jin.

As the longest member of the team, Jin Shuozhen is born with a suppressed age, gentle and stubborn temper, and has such a line than anyone else.Whether it's making a fuss when joking, Song Zechen's body can't stand it, or getting serious, everyone has to be obedient.In short, the scale in Song Zechen's heart told himself that this brother should not be messed with.

So now he quickly finished the overwhelming birthday ridicules on the Internet that started with him, wiped off the unconscious smile on his face, and began to calmly think about his future.

Wandering around the neighborhood under his home for a while, Song Zechen held onto his phone that hadn't responded at all, wondering whether he should go home so boldly.He clicked on a peaceful social software, but at the critical moment, no one replied to him.

Wouldn't they all be poisoned to death?

Song Zechen took pleasure in inheriting Kim Tae-joo's fantasy ability.

A figure pulling slippers approached slowly with heavy steps. It was only because of fashion and laziness that he was able to wear only sandals in the winter regardless of the seasons. There was probably no one else except his family.

Sure enough, Song Zechen met Park Jimin who came out to take out the trash.

"Oh? Zechen? Are you back?" Park Jimin looked at him with surprise and gloating understanding.

"What is Brother Shuozhen doing now?" Song Zechen ignored Park Jimin's distorted expression.

"I don't know, I did a live broadcast of the game earlier, but the process was not very smooth. I was kicked out of the game room by our ARMY and then lost miserably." Park Jimin tried hard to recall.

Song Zechen was silent: "Brother Shuozhen really didn't have a good birthday this year."

"Zechen, what are you going to do? Brother Shuozhen was hit hard because he didn't receive your song." Park Jimin just had nothing to do with himself for a while, and his angelic personality appeared again and couldn't help but open his mouth to care.

"I don't know, do you think food can shut his mouth?" Song Zechen raised several boxes of fried chicken full of a plastic bag in his hand.

Park Jimin also couldn't figure out Jin Shuo's true thoughts, and shook his head: "I don't know either."

The two were relatively silent, as if they were both thinking about something.Tiny snowflakes fell on the skirt of the clothes one after another.

Song Zechen stared into Park Jimin's eyes affectionately, and asked the question he wanted to ask at the beginning: "Brother, I have something to tell you."

"What?" Countless romantic Korean drama plots flashed through Park Jimin's mind.

"are not you cold?"

Park Jimin followed Song Zechen's gaze and looked down at his feet, his toes were unyieldingly red, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

"How dare you go downstairs without socks on, brave man."

Only then did Park Jimin belatedly feel the refreshing coolness coming from the soles of his feet, which made him numb and crisp, and the perception of his brain nerves was also sealed.

"I can't seem to walk anymore, and I don't feel the lower part of my body." Park Jimin began to cry.

Song Zechen looked at him lovingly for a few seconds.Then he turned away without hesitation.

As soon as he lifted his foot, someone grabbed his cuff: "Zechen, you can't just ignore death, I'm really numb from the cold and I can't walk."

Song Zechen turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

Park Jimin gritted his teeth: "Half a month's supply of supper!"

"One month."

Park Jimin gritted his teeth: "Deal!"

Song Zechen bent down in satisfaction, and handed the bag in his hand to the person opposite: "Come on."

Park Jimin was carried on his back, pinching Song Zechen's earlobe viciously: "You have gone too far."

"If brother Jimin had controlled his expression just now and didn't look so happy, I wouldn't have done this." Song Zechen counterattacked indifferently, "I'll count to three, and if you don't let go, I'll throw you down."

"three."

Park Jimin withdrew his hand like a hot potato: "I knew you would do this."

Unsteadily climbing up the stairs, Jin Tae-joo heard footsteps and came out to meet them, and was surprised when he saw two people: "Didn't you just go out to throw trash and film a scene by the way?"

Song Zechen kicked off his shoes and threw Park Jimin back on the sofa, turned around, closed the door, straightened his shoes, and took off his scarf, hat and gloves.

"Call everyone out to eat fried rice, and go to bed after eating, and go to the airport tomorrow."

"Zechen, I knew you loved me!" Jin Taeyi tried to fly up to give him a hug, but was held down by Song Zechen's finger.

One after another, Jin Shuozhen came out of the room, and Jin Shuozhen, who was walking last, had just experienced the fierce battle in the game, and he moved his joints listlessly.

"Brother, do you want fried chicken?"

Facing Song Zechen who was directly in front of him with a bright smile on his face, Jin Shuo really had mixed feelings in his heart, but as the saying goes, "Don't hit a smiling face with your hand", he replied with a complicated mood: "Okay."

Happy chicken time.

Jin Shuo really turned his grief and anger into appetite, and he ate quickly without making a sound.

"Brother Shuozhen, would you like to eat less, your voice is a little hoarse recently." Park Jimin kindly persuaded him.

"Oh." Jin Shuo really put it down obediently, "That's right."

"My voice is really bad recently, it's too bad."

Jin Shuozhen immediately thought of himself who was criticized by the vocal teacher in the practice room a few days ago.

Others were also aware of this matter. When Jin Shuozhen was criticized, they couldn't walk away in embarrassment, and now they talked about it embarrassingly.

"Brother, I didn't mean that." Park Jimin panicked, he didn't expect that the unintentional words would make the atmosphere a little bit down, and he hurriedly pointed his eyes for help to Jin Nanjun, who knew the art of language best.

It took Jin Nanjun a few seconds to speak, and just as he was about to open his mouth, Song Zechen preempted him:

"Brother, don't think about it. The voice of our brother Shuozhen is a treasure given by God. It is the cherry blossoms all over the mountains and plains in spring, the humid sea breeze in summer, the creaking of fallen leaves in autumn, and the romantic atmosphere of snow in winter. There is a voice in every season. The color of every season, every moment has a different scenery."

......

Tian Zhengguo just took a sip of the juice and spit it all back into the cup, Min Yunqi hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe off the Coke spilled on his pants, Jin Nanjun coughed from choking, Zheng Haoxi couldn't believe it.

Everyone was stunned until petrified, except Song Zechen who was extraordinarily open-minded.

"Did you eat something wrong outside?" Min Yunqi pondered for a while.

"no."

"Are you stupid in studying?" Zheng Haoxi probed.

"No."

Kim Tae-jun and Park Jimin quickly grasped the point and cast admiring eyes on Kim Seok-jin.

Brother Jin respect, can let Song Zechen please him so much one day, and say such rustic and touching words in one breath.

Fang Shihe must have never imagined that the rap he taught Song Zechen could be used in this way at the moment, with unique articulation and beautiful flow...

Next, the dialogue scene between Song Zechen and Jin Shuozhen generally looks like this:

"I have a pimple on the side of my nose."

"This pimple landed on my brother's face like a pearl left in the sea. It is the pearl shed by the daughter of the sea, the diamond treasured by the Dragon King, and the red agate in the queen's hand that complements my brother's beauty."

"Have I turned black recently? Look at the color difference between me and you."

"That's because the sun can't help but come out to spy on your excellence and kiss your cheeks with the sun, but fortunately, my brother put on sunscreen and resisted the damage while enjoying the love. But brother, you have never been better than me In vain, you have nothing to compare with me."

"Ze Chen, it's night now."

"Oh, that's moonlight."

During this period, Min Yunqi kept rolling his eyes, and finally got up angrily and closed the door heavily.Tian Zhengguo blinked weakly and hadn't recovered from the shock. The two relatives, 94line and 95line, helped each other back to the room.

"Okay, don't be poor, I'm not angry."

When everyone was gone, Jin Shuozhen pinched Song Zechen's cheek helplessly.

"Really?" Song Zechen stopped with a smile.

"Is your brother such a stingy person?" Jin Shuozhen took the opportunity to pinch a few more times.

"It's not like it, but I'm still worried. What if I don't mind?" Song Zechen gestured.

Others send their blessings sincerely, but it's funny when it comes to me.It may be able to show intimacy, but from a bad angle, I feel that I am not worth the energy of a song.

Even knowing that Jin Shuo is really not such a sensitive and thoughtful person, Song Zechen still wants to be considerate.

"Actually, that's not the reason, is it? Zechen made us work so hard to make me happy. Is my sadness written on my face so clearly these days?" Jin Shuozhen directly exposed Song Zechen's lies.

I know my own state better than anyone else.

The gossip and gossip on the Internet made him, like Song Zechen, no longer have the courage to call his family. The once a week phone call with his mother was also interrupted this week.He comes from a good family background. In order to dream of joining the company, he turned from an actor to an idol. He stumbled along the way and brought his family under a lot of pressure.

In addition to the previous tours, the excessively frequent high-pitched voice made him return to the vocal nightmare when he first debuted, touching his throat when no one was around, feeling sad.

The smile on Song Zechen's face was still bright: "Yeah, so brother feels a little happier because of me?"

"Yes." Jin Shuo really understood that Song Zechen would tactfully not force himself to say anything, "Excuse me, will I still be treated like this tomorrow?"

"No, it's only for birthdays." Song Zechen put a cross on his chest, God knows how many brain cells and blushing factors he would die when he said this.

"Okay, I will cherish it well." Jin Shuozhen bowed his head pretending to be disappointed, and smiled complacently in the next second, "It doesn't matter, I recorded everything I said just now."

"Ah!" Song Zechen blushed and looked at the phone that Jin Shuozhen was holding in a broken state.

"You are not the only one who knows how to record. How dare you record when I am smiling so happily? I learned it all from you." Leaving arrogantly, sitting back in the room, and smirking brightly with the self printed on the lock screen of the phone.

Caring about being happy, I still remember to record it.

A tweet update:

#喜泡的快乐的快乐 Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to our brother Shuozhen!Thank you God for giving us this gift. Today is also a day when I want to look at the clouds, the moon, the moon and the stars on Seokjin’s shoulder. Happy birthday Seokjin!You are happy and I am happy! #

A string of wind chimes, ding ding dong dong, is enough to catch the ears from the beginning and mobilize the romantic fantasy mood.A lot of nursery rhymes and folk songs lying quietly in Song Zechen's recent playlist suddenly have a reasonable explanation.

"

I want to pinch Baiyun into your shape

fall into a long and gentle dream

Let the sun, moon and stars sleep with you

white as snow

sweet as fluffy cotton candy

The outline is clean and the inside is soft

look up to the sky

I can see you who are warm and educated

"

[Wu Zuzu let our sweet nursery rhymes match the more and more cuter Jane Maknae]

[This copywriting, did the eldest brother threaten you with a knife, Chen, if you are kidnapped, blink your eyes]

[shock!The longest tweet Song Zechen has ever posted is because of...]

[The copywriter sees that I want to survive, but I have already set Brother Zhen's laughter as the wake-up alarm]

[Help, hahahahaha, this copywriting, no matter how small and fresh this song is, it can’t save the sand sculpture of the copywriting]

【"The happiness of blowing bubbles, the happiness of patting a ball, and the happiness of whacking a mole are not as happy as your happy birthday"? ? ?Song Chen, are you crazy? ? ? 】

【Chen, who taught you such a silly rainbow fart】

Jin Shuozhen dragged the progress bar back to the beginning, silently clicked on the sign of the single cycle, and shook his head amusedly, as if he had been poured with warm wine:

cute kid.