[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Five in the evening.

When Song Zechen came out of Fang Shihe's office again, he breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the copied composition manuscript in his hand, and silently folded the paper in half.

Going down the stairs to the next floor, he walked to the door of his production room and stopped on the doorknob. After hesitating for a moment without entering the password, he took out his mobile phone, looked at it, turned around and decided to go home.

The page shows December 12st.

When he was a child, he felt that the date of his birthday was particularly symmetrical, which satisfied his slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it was refreshing to watch.

On a day without a schedule, everyone planned to find a random place to celebrate with Song Zechen, but he unexpectedly rejected it.

He has to go back to his grandpa's house to be with him.

Teammates can see each other every day, but it may be a better choice to accompany the elderly on such days to respect and be filial.

Others regret but understand.

When I got home now, everyone was unexpected but overjoyed.

"I thought you were coming back very late?" Jin Shuozhen came to greet him in surprise.

"Maybe it's greedy to eat brother's rice cake soup."

"Yun Qi went out and bought a big bed cake, which happened to be eaten by us."

Song Zechen was stepping on his slippers and was about to enter the bathroom when suddenly his back fell heavily.

Hanging on his shoulder, Park Jimin shouted into his ear: "Zechen, happy birthday!"

"Thank you brother." Song Zechen simply carried Park Jimin on his back to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Just happened to run into Min Yunqi who was out looking for coffee, Min Yunqi stared in confusion for a long time before he could tell who the two people who were stuck together were, and greeted lazily: "I'm back."

"Brother Yunqi, go to sleep when you are sleepy. I'm really afraid that you will fall directly into the cake and lose consciousness." Song Zechen pushed Min Yunqi into the room, "Stop drinking coffee, go to sleep, I will call you after dinner. you."

When it was time for dinner, Song Zechen was reluctant to bark again, tangled at the door for a long time, and fell into the ultimate problem: to eat?still sleep?

Considering Min Yunqi's personal situation, he still didn't wake up.

"Happy birthday, Zechen!"

Wearing a birthday hat and blowing out two candles, Song Zechen stuffed the cake with a small fork.

Why two?

Because after turning 20 he will be twenty forever, and this is only his second birthday after turning 20.

"Do you want to go out to play after dinner?" Zheng Haoxi wiped cream on the tip of Song Zechen's nose.

Song Zechen didn't avoid it, and processed his brother's face in the same way: "Let's start a live broadcast. If you have time, come to the rescue. I'm afraid I won't last long."

After a cream battle, Song Zechen took a shower and sat back in the room to start the live broadcast. The number of people in the room continued to increase. He cleared his throat and said:

"It's been a long time since I've had a solo live broadcast, because I think it's too boring in front of the camera and everyone will be bored. But today is my birthday, let's chat briefly."

Song Zechen's sense of variety is almost zero. Whether it is the skills learned or knowledge, the deep-rooted education from an early age makes him subconsciously serious when he is alone, but this is completely a minus item in idol literacy.Usually, he can barely be the one who gets in the way when other people make trouble, but he is worried that he will be too embarrassed to continue when he broadcasts the live broadcast alone.

But obviously his worries are superfluous, the skills of Goddess Ami, of course, include the heat field.

"Swipe slowly, I can't see clearly."

Song Zechen dug out the glasses in the drawer, put them on, and answered the question.

"Are you nearsighted? You're a bit nearsighted after staying up late, everyone should take good care of your eyes."

"Are you tired? Not tired, I won't be tired after seeing you."

"Can you also wear glasses to perform on stage? I'll give Sister Cody a suggestion."

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"I prayed for the exam, but I didn't pass the exam, please comfort me?"

"Worship me?" Song Zechen repeated suspiciously, "What do you mean..."

But he immediately remembered that many people would worship Jin Nanjun's photo or photo card before the exam, and he laughed out loud in connection with his well-received academic qualifications.

"Why do you believe this?"

A large row of brushes came down and said "of course you must believe it", and some people even added "my mother believes it".

"Okay, okay, I'll share my luck with you," Song Zechen begged for mercy in such voices, "But you don't want to share my luck before taking the liberal arts exam, do you?"

Song Zechen found that he had grasped the point, the more he thought about it, the more funny it became, until he lay on the table and talked intermittently.

"How can I bless you when my own liberal arts is so bad? My Chinese composition in high school often misses the topic. The Chinese teacher was so angry that I thought I had something against him in the office. Everyone in the dormitory knew about it. Before the college entrance examination, they were very worried about me. .”

[This child will always yell at us, I'm used to it]

[You are obviously laughing at me, but my mouth is also upturned. What is going on?]

[No wonder I failed Song Zechen's small card before the Chinese test last time, so it was you! 】

There was a knock on the door suddenly, and Min Yunqi came to visit.

"Close the door."

Hearing the movement, Song Zechen turned his head and mouthed silently: He was afraid that the little ancestor Jintan would come in again to make trouble.

"It's a live broadcast." Min Yunqi scanned the screen and asked knowingly, and quickly pointed out his reason for coming, "Why didn't you wake me up in front?"

"I see that you are sleeping so soundly, so I don't intend to cry. I want you to sleep a little longer."

"Do you see me sleeping?" Min Yunqi tried hard to remember whether he had any bad habits when sleeping.

"Well, I observed by the bed for a while." Song Zechen replied honestly, "Brother almost drooled."

The person involved wanted to strangle him.

"Then you didn't blow out the candles?" Min Yunqi was worried about this.

"It's just a form." Song Zechen didn't quite understand, but he observed Min Yunqi's expression, "Could it be because I bought the cake and I want to blow it up?"

Min Yunqi choked speechlessly, Song Zechen added another blow: "Is blowing out candles important?"

【Very important! ! ! !I roared heart-piercingly in front of the screen! ! ! 】

[Song Zechen, why are you such a straight man so anxious to kill your mother at a critical moment! ! ! 】

[Okay, Song Chen, no wonder your Chinese teacher scolded you, you got zero points in reading comprehension! ! !I order you to do the Chinese paper again! 】

[Cub, the important thing is that I didn't attend your birthday ceremony. Mom hates iron but not steel, and hates Chen for not being enlightened]

【Desire to survive completely deviated kkk】

Min Yunqi didn't answer, glanced at his mouth unconsciously, put his hands in his trouser pockets: "Forget it, let's go."

"Ah, okay, bye, remember to close the door." Song Zechen said goodbye, then turned his head and shrugged indifferently to the screen, "Brother Yunqi is very cool."

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hahaha xswl brother Yunqi is very cool】

【You don't know that your brother Yun Qi's back is not cool at all, even a little lonely】

【The son did a good job, facing his brother's evil intentions is to be so impregnable】

[Don't worry, this child will never have a love brain at critical moments]

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I laughed like crazy, probably because of the gloating of single dogs】

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Song Zechen knew that the one who could enter the room like this must be Tian Zhengguo, who is also the owner of the room.

"Close the door."

Song Zechen said the same thing in his first reaction, turned around and continued to interact with the camera, leaving Tian Zhengguo alone, he would come over to join anyway.

"Long time no see, Ami!" Tian Zhengguo approached Song Zechen's shoulder and greeted cheerfully.

Song Zechen gave the chair to Tian Zhengguo, stood up and brought another one.

"This is the room of Aze and I." Tian Zhengguo was silent for a moment, unable to find anything to say, and finally found an attempt to brighten the atmosphere.

"This is my game console, this is my desk, this is my cabinet, this is my potted plant, and this is my stereo..." Tian Zhengguo introduced while avoiding private items.

Song Zechen sat on the new chair speechless: "Understood, it's all yours."

Their room was almost filled with Tian Zhengguo's large objects, so he was stunned by the search ability of the refined gold carbon every time. Obviously the room was full of youngsters, so why would he be able to yell at himself every time.

"This is mine too." Tian Zhengguo smiled and embraced Song Zechen's shoulder.

Song Zechen patted his hand with a smile and did not move away.

【Okay, okay, I know it’s yours, don’t stuff me with dog food, that’s fine, ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh impatient face (dog head)】

【Oh, young man is very good at it】

[Manual Ait Minqi, why don't you learn from Tian Guo and go straight forward?]

[Sure enough, men just want to go straight]

[After watching the live broadcast, I feel that I have learned a lot]

With Tian Zhengguo, a small talker, Song Zechen felt a lot easier.It is a hundred times smoother and easier for someone to stalk than racking your brains to think of topics.

Arita Masakura's carry and the others actually uttered a wonderful cross talk.

Drinking water during the intermission, Song Zechen took off his glasses and held the water glass.Tian Zhengguo came to snatch what he hadn't finished after he was bored in one breath, and he poured it all to him in annoyance.

Tian Zhengguo: This seems to be a bit different from what I thought. Shouldn't we be intimate and share water?

"Our Ami has worked hard recently."

After Song Zechen finished speaking, he remained silent, staring at the messages on the screen that kept scrolling online, with a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes reflected the light of the screen, as if he wanted to include all their words.The silence for a while left the room with only the sound of undulating breathing, like the strong herbal medicine that was steaming, and touched people's hearts with a little bit of bitterness.

Tian Zhengguo immediately understood what Song Zechen meant. These days, the people they wanted to protect were unable to fight back in joint attacks on the Internet, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

"Ami should eat well, sleep well and be happy every day." Tian Zhengguo also sincerely wished.

"Happy every day." Song Zechen showed love.

[I burst into tears when I heard this sentence, they know everything]

[Zechen's eyes seem to be filled with tears, Wu Ji is too foul]

【The two children stared at the screen very seriously at the same time and I looked at each other, and the tears came out】

[Crying all over the floor looking for someone, I wondered why he would suddenly start a live broadcast, he never did it on birthdays before]

"It's 11:30." Tian Zhengguo told the time accurately.

Song Zechen understood that his brother was planning to go to bed, and he was eager to cooperate with this man's rare routine recently, so he said goodbye to the camera:

"It's getting late, we should say goodbye."

"Good night."

Turning off the camera and getting up from the chair, Song Zechen gasped, and Jin Tan ran to his bed again at some point.

Tian Zhengguo quickly picked it up and took it away. When he came back, only the mattress was left on Song Zechen's bed.

"Why is my bed sheet dirty again? Didn't they all close the door? How can I still come in? Zhengguo, did you forget to close the door?"

"I didn't lock it tightly in front of the cover, maybe it pushed open, I'm sorry, Ze." Tian Zhengguo bowed his head and apologized.

How could Song Zechen feel dissatisfied in his heart, and quickly comforted him: "It's okay, just remember next time."

"But I don't have any sheets to change." He rummaged in the closet for a long time, and the supply was in short supply. The sheets didn't dry as fast as gold carbon destroyed them. He didn't have a single clean sheet now.

"Forget it, I'll go out and sleep on the sofa." With his hips on his hips and looking around for a long time, Song Zechen reluctantly picked up the quilt.

"No!" Tian Zhengguo raised his voice, blocking the other party's steps going out, "What if you fall asleep outside and Tanni wakes up and finds you and pulls you directly?"

Song Zechen shuddered when he thought of that scene, and thought that what the youngest said made sense.

"Then what should we do?" He sighed facing the mess.

"I'll tidy up my bed and let's sleep together." Tian Zhengguo smiled innocently with a lovely end note.