[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Chile in March has come to the end of summer, but the stage beauty and lights at the concert, together with the huge crowds, they have to wear jackets to perform, in fact, the temperature is so stuffy that people are sweating profusely.

Tian Zhengguo fell ill.

From the discomfort on the first night to the outburst at the last concert, Tian Zhengguo's state was close to the limit, causing everyone to look sideways worriedly.

"I've never seen Zhengguo like this before."

"Can Zhengguo hold on?"

Tian Zhengguo waved his hands and felt that he could still hold on. Song Zechen sat on the sofa and asked the staff to help him wipe off the sweat from his forehead and put on makeup, focusing on Tian Zhengguo.He knew that his character would definitely choose to carry it hard, so he simply didn't waste his time talking, thinking in another way, everyone wanted to do their best to complete the stage.

The result was another intermission after a few songs. Tian Zhengguo knelt down in the background as if dehydrated, was lifted up by the staff and lay down on the floor, inhaled oxygen with an oxygen bottle, and seemed to have almost lost consciousness.

The members gathered together in concern, watching the maknae's exhaustion with distress, but there was nothing they could do.

"Zhengguo is still planning to take the stage." Jin Nanjun and Song Zechen, who clenched their fists, whispered, their lips tightly pursed, feeling uncomfortable in their hearts.

Tian Zhengguo's part was irreplaceable, but his body couldn't bear it.

"Crazy?" Song Zechen's expression was ugly.He turned his head in disbelief, "He still wants to go on stage after being like that?"

"But Jungkook has a lot of parts, without him many parts would be..."

Song Zechen almost wanted to quarrel with the people around him, and deliberately lowered his voice, but everyone understood his dissatisfaction at this time.

"Zhengguo can't be on stage like this!"

"It's not a minor injury, he's about to faint from lack of oxygen."

"Who can afford to risk him passing out on stage?"

Song Zechen avoided the camera, his chest heaved, and his heavy breathing didn't stand out in the noisy scene, but he knew that the fire in his heart was burning like weeds.

Jin Nanjun grabbed his shoulders vigorously, and Song Zechen did not shy away from meeting his gaze.

"Zechen..."

Song Zechen closed his eyes hard to hide the anger overflowing in his eyes, and the staff urged them to come on stage as soon as possible through the walkie-talkie.

Tian Zhengguo was lifted up, dressed clearly, and walked up the lifting platform in a crowd. He lightly touched the back of Song Zechen's hand, which was cold because of his discomfort, as if to comfort him not to worry.Song Zechen stared straight at the touching hand, then moved it away and stretched it to his face to rub the corners of his mouth, relaxing his facial expression and not wanting to be seen by the audience.

During a concert, everyone stared at Tian Zhengguo consciously or unconsciously. When they bowed to say goodbye, everyone felt impatient for the first time. As soon as he returned to the backstage, Tian Zhengguo received treatment from the doctor.

Song Zechen took off his coat and threw it to the staff, took out his mobile phone to avoid the crowd, and made a call in a hidden corner.

When Jin Nanjun found him, he had just finished the last sentence: "I respect you very much, but you must know that our life is not a bloody drama that always ends happily in TV dramas. Apart from our love for Zhengguo, no one can afford it." The possibility of the concert going wrong is due to the unprofessionalism of you and the company, I hope you can think about what to do if a similar situation happens in the future even though I speak rashly."

The person on the phone is self-evident.

Song Zechen put his phone in his pocket, and the serious expression on Jin Nanjun's face eased a lot: "Brother, how is Zhengguo?"

"It's okay." When Jin Nanjun came to Song Zechen, Tian Zhengguo's condition had already improved.

Song Zechen nodded, the lingering fire in his heart rested temporarily: "That's good."

Naturally sensitive and acquired training, Song Zechen played a role in capturing the camera, allowing him to choose to walk on the edge of the camera to prevent his uncalmed anger from being exposed to bad effects.After confirming that Tian Zhengguo was really fine, he shrank in a corner.

The staff didn't have the courage to ask him when they asked the members to record their views on this incident. No one dared to touch his bad luck at this time, and the catch-up was rejected.The most terrifying existence is when a good old man who is usually smiling gets angry.

As soon as Zheng Haoxi came back, he saw Song Zechen playing with his mobile phone in silence, and walked up to him helplessly and rubbed his hair: "Like an adult and like a child."

"What?" Song Zechen was confused for a moment.

"When I was looking for a company, I acted like an adult, but when I squatted down and sulked, I looked like a child." Jin Nanjun told others what he heard.

"I still want to be angry with my maknae. If it wasn't for being aggressive at the beginning, how could the situation be so chaotic." Song Zechen mentioned Tian Zhengguo, feeling helpless and distressed.

"Isn't it expected that the National Assembly will do this? Maybe other people in the team would choose the same way?" Zheng Haoxi didn't want the two people to have conflicts due to their good intentions.

"I know." Song Zechen propped his head and smiled, "I'm just saying."

He put away the towel that was covering his lap. It was too cold before and he found one from another place, folded it and handed it to Zheng Haoxi: "Brother, put it at Cody's place for me, I'll look for you later."

"What are you doing?" Zheng Haoxi blurted out.

Song Zechen brushed away his sweaty and dry bangs: "Go and apologize to the staff. They had such a bad attitude before."

Zheng Haoxi was stunned for a moment, speechless looking at Song Zechen's back.

Even after occasional emotional leaks, you have to force yourself to clean up your emotions and make the best solution.

Sleekly adapts to the "grown-ups" around you.

Song Zechen will never be willful.

Zheng Haoxi heard a sigh from the bottom of his heart, which was a bit sour.

When Tian Zhengguo was once again alive and kicking, running around and sitting on the bed playing games, Song Zechen discussed the initial ideas for the new album in Jin Nanjun's room.

Even during the concert, most of them can't rest. If the relevant equipment is not too bulky, they will probably run around the world like diligent old scalpers.

Song Zechen was worried that sleep would affect his state, so he chose the same coffee filling method as Jin Nanjun and Min Yunqi. If they got together, they could save a coffee shop that was about to close down in one afternoon.However, caffeine may produce antibodies in the body, which occasionally has no effect on Song Zechen.

After the rehearsal was over, Song Zechen and Jin Nanjun found a chair in the public area to rest after reporting. It happened that Cody recently tried to make a fuss about his tear mole, and took this opportunity to practice on the sleeping Song Zechen's face.

In a trance, I entered the stage of deep sleep, and my mind didn't even know what night it was, wondering if I was sleeping late.

When the staff woke him up, he slowly opened his eyes, took a long breath and looked around, and walked stiffly to the lounge where the members were under the guidance of the staff who was funny.

The distance became shorter and shorter, and the voices from the room became louder and louder, and it was clearly the voices of Jin Taejin and Jin Shuozhen.

"Brother, run faster."

"I have already done my best."

When he walked in and opened the door, the tone of the two sides gradually became urgent, and Song Zechen's push of the door interrupted their suspected quarrel.

He circled around the members who were either standing or standing, and chose to stand beside Jin Nanjun, a serious and embarrassing atmosphere permeated the air.

Jin Taiyi and Jin Shuozhen had aggrieved expressions, and the rest dared not speak and were on guard at all times. After Song Zechen came in, they all stared at him like a life-saving straw.

Song Zechen's first reaction was not panic but suspicion: Is it a hidden camera?

It is no wonder that he is so sensitive after being cheated by the company for a long time. After all, the company is happy to record their reactions and make troubles.

He carefully observed the reactions of the two parties, both lowered their heads and clenched the corners of their clothes tightly, and then gradually determined with chaotic thinking that they were really arguing about something.

"What's the matter?" He listened a lot outside, but he still asked the question knowingly, and he didn't wake up and was too lazy to use his brain to sort out the logic.

Tian Zhengguo suddenly wanted to laugh.He could see that this was Song Zechen's standard bluff and intimidating expression when he was not awake.

"Taejun and Seokjin have some disagreements on the stage." Kim Namjoon stood up and explained as the captain, and suggested to Kim Taejun and Kim Seokjin, "You are all wrong, our goal now is to complete the stage, and we don't have time So much debate."

"Call and ask the stage instructor or find an open space here to practice a few more times. What my brothers say is not very useful." Song Zechen lost the ability to look at the eyes and put forward his own suggestions for no reason.

"The company's problem, the stage has become bigger and there is not enough time for us to adapt to the scene, what's wrong with the two brothers?"

Jin Nanjun quickly woke up to the fact that Song Zechen hadn't woken up. If he was sober at ordinary times, he found that he couldn't speak so bluntly in the camera area.

"Brother Taiyi won't be wronged because he didn't express his thoughts clearly. Brother Suozhen is worried about the difference of opinion."

Min Yunqi immediately met Jin Nanjun's eyes, clearly conveying the message "you're not awake yet".

This kind of psychological analysis would kill Song Zechen in a normal state and would not say it.

"It's not that both of them are about to cry, why are you so silent..."

Park Jimin silently mouthed to Zheng Haoxi: I'm not awake yet.

"Oh, Fang pdnim said that we can solve things together, but can you be flexible? Hug them and give them a private space to discuss. You are embarrassing me for you."

The sad mood of Jin Taejun and Jin Suozhen was suddenly forgotten because of Song Zechen's chaos.

When Song Zechen was not awake, his brain stopped functioning, and his IQ should not be overestimated.At the same time, he will become a small talker, slowly awakening the cerebral cortex under the stimulation of words.

"Why are you so stupid? Avoidable self-blame is always blamed on yourself. Let me tell you, Fang..." Song Zechen continued.

Tian Zhengguo gasped and stood up, Jin Taizhen turned his head and his pupils trembled, Jin Nanjun who was closest to Song Zechen covered Song Zechen's mouth in panic, and others got up and rushed to Song Zechen to surround him.

"Zechen! This is not home! It's outside!"

"Zechen! Wake me up!"

"Song Zechen!"

"Aze, we're not at home!"

Why is everyone so panicked?

Song Zechen - a model of the following crimes.

Famous quotes in life: Fang Shihe is a very bad old man, don't always believe what he says.