[Entertainment] Chen Guang

For a moment, Min Yunqi vomited until his mind went blank and he didn't know where he was.

What soon woke him up was all kinds of laughter at the door of the bathroom, which was so arrogant that it almost toppled the roof, especially Jin Shuozhen's glass-cleaning.

"Are they playing "Blue Life and Death"?"

"I'm about to throw up laughing."

"I seem to be watching some funny joke."

Sentences of ridicule that took the opportunity to attack Min Yunqi and Song Zechen reached their ears.

Song Zechen was patting Min Yunqi's back lightly to help him calm down, and turned his head to calmly look at the group of people at the door.

Everyone fell silent all of a sudden, clattering like birds and beasts.

There was no fan in the bathroom. Min Yunqi and Song Zechen were sweating profusely from the heat. The two of them sat down on the tile floor to rest and hugged each other face to face, but their hands did not wrap around their waists but hung down naturally. You have to borrow a little bit of support from the opponent to not fall down.

"Brother, have you vomited yet?" Song Zechen was very weak, "Don't spit on me all of a sudden, I will definitely commit suicide on the spot with blood splashing."

In order to increase the bargaining chip to threaten Min Yunqi, Song Zechen added worriedly: "I will force you to die in love before I die, so don't try to escape."

Min Yunqi silently rolled his eyes at him.

"Is it really that bad?" Song Zechen didn't taste the taste, and was a little curious to be honest, what could make Min Yunqi so disgusting.

Min Yunqi was sleepy, conveying everything with indifferent eyes.

Song Zechen himself thought it was funny, covered his face silently and shrugged his shoulders, and was attacked by Min Yunqi's painless punch.

"Have you rested yet?" Song Zechen held Min Yunqi's shoulder.

Min Yunqi nodded.

The eyes of the two intertwined in the air, and they remained silent for a long time, with complicated emotions, weaving an intense fantasy comedy of urban youth suspense.

Song Zechen smoothed his trousers with a half-smile, and said to a secret signal: "You three, I three, leave the maknae line to me to deal with."

Although Min Yunqi remained silent, his expression clearly conveyed his approval.

The two supported each other to get up and walked out of the room, parting ways on the left and right like two cold-faced agents who had just come out of the hail of bullets and experienced many battles.

After a while, various wailing came from each room, six people and six colors, showing the diversity of BTS.

The two of them met again in the living room and clapped hands tacitly in the air.

"All deleted."

"Me too."

They vomited and vomited without missing the cameras in the hands of those melon-eating brothers. For this kind of shame that may become unbearable in the future, it has been passed down through the ages, and the fire that is always worried about being threatened by others should be killed in the cradle.

"Let's go, go to rest, we have to catch a plane tomorrow, go back to the company and go to the production team."

The production team who secretly photographed a little bit of what happened before couldn't help but shudder.

On the fifth day of the trip to Hawaii, they will go to Oahu through Hilo Airport.

Song Zechen wanted to laugh when he saw Tian Zhengguo and Tian Zhengguo being surrounded by two third-level bags.

"Zhengguo, do you want me to carry it for you?" Song Zechen's hand was already on the strap of the bag.

Tian Zhengguo shook his head as if he was guarding his baby: "No, no, I can do it myself."

"Okay." Song Zechen let go, because he got close to him and clearly saw Tian Zhengguo's poor complexion, frowning, he wiped his mouth vigorously with his hands.

Nothing was wiped out.

"Tanned?" Song Zechen was still puzzled, but accepted the explanation, "Zhengguo, is the sunscreen not effective?"

Tian Zhengguo's nose was also blackened.

The person involved was very calm: "It's okay, I've seen it all."

As if realizing that he shouldn't be so depraved, Tian Zhengguo tentatively suggested: "Otherwise, I'll buy a new one when we reach our destination?"

"Ah."

The theme of friendship runs through from beginning to end. After landing at the airport, the production team asked them to transfer to the dormitory by bus.

This time Song Zechen got together with Jin Shuozhen and Zheng Haoxi.

"We don't worry about Zechen at all." Zheng Haoxi warmly welcomed Song Zechen's joining.

In fact, Jin Shuo really existed, and Song Zechen became the most worried one among the three.

When the bus had already returned, Jin Shuozhen went on a rampage with the courage to take the lead.

"Zechen, run quickly!"

"Zechen, why are you running so slowly?"

"Zechen, go!"

Jin Shuozhen yelled slogans like MLM while carrying his bag on his back, and only called Song Zechen's name, forgetting his feelings and devotion.

Song Zechen followed behind panting while covering his face to block the strange eyes of passers-by. He had not recovered from the cold, which made trivial things that were usually easy to do.

It turned out that the car wasn't what they should have been riding in.

Song Zechen looked up at the license plate: "There are two No. 19 routes, but the destinations are different."

During the whole bus journey, it seemed that their group was the only group running wildly on the streets like doomsmen, and the transfer bus seemed to have arrived.

Jin Shuozhen took Zheng Haoxi's hand, turned his head to greet Song Zechen in the same way, and blew the crackling battle horn.

"Zechen! Go!"

Song Zechen was almost out of breath. He tried his best not to open his mouth while running, because that kind of panting might make him look like a dog?

Jin Shuozhen smacked his lips, grabbed Song Zechen's T-shirt collar and wanted to lead him forward, almost tore Song Zechen's collar to reveal a large piece of skin.

"Brother." Song Zechen held Jin Shuozhen who was tired and excited, and his voice changed.

"I said, from now on, listen to me."

Jin Shuozhen subconsciously stood up straight and stamped his feet anxiously: "Zechen, the car is leaving!"

"That's not the car we're going to take. The destination is different. It went to two different places like the first one."

Jin Shuozhen stared round his eyes in surprise, and expressed doubts with an exaggerated expression of "Don't lie to me".

"Listen to Zechen." Zheng Haoxi panted heavily and his mouth was dry.

Two votes to one vote, Jin Shuo really lost.

Song Zechen's judgment was not wrong. They walked to the waiting area and carefully looked at the road signs and signs. Although the car number they left before was the same, they were not supposed to take it.

Jin Shuo really felt embarrassed, because he didn't want to show weakness because of his brother's face, he took out a tube of hot sauce to change the subject: "Do you want to eat?"

Zheng Haoxi touched it with his finger.

Song Zechen shook his head, his stomach is still not healed.

Jin Shuozhen's brain circuit thought that if he ate the hot sauce, he and Song Zechen would reconcile over the issue of making him go for nothing. Now Song Zechen's refusal made him anxious: "Zechen! Eat some!"

Song Zechen understood Jin Shuozhen's pure heart, but he was afraid that if he tried to be brave, he would spit it out again.

Jin Shuozhen didn't pay attention and accidentally squeezed a big lump out of Song Zechen's hand.

The three of them did not speak.

Zheng Haoxi hurriedly looked for a tissue from his bag, Jin Shuozhen moved a little away defensively, awkwardly not knowing where to put his hands, touched his hair and rubbed his eyes, and instantly let out an exclamation.

With hot sauce in his hand, his eyes were smoky, Jin Shuozhen burst into tears, his eyes were red, his nose burst into tears: "Sure enough, if you treat Zechen badly, you will be punished. I was wrong."

Song Zechen: "..."

After jumping on the bus, he and the three members of Jin Nanjun's group completed the achievement of the second chance encounter.

"Brother, what did you do to Zechen? Zechen's face turned pale." Jin Taiyi observed Song Zechen, who seemed to be hanging on the breath of immortality behind him.

Jin Shuozhen retorted loudly: "What did I do? I cheered him up loudly!"

Song Zechen: Then the gas you are blowing up may be poisonous gas.

In order to capture different scenery for the program group, Song Zechen and his group got off the car early, went around for a long time and finally arrived at the dormitory.

Jin Taeyi pointed at Song Zechen who was at the end carelessly: "Zechen's face is almost transparent, Brother Shuozhen—Zechen's nemesis certification."

Tomorrow's itinerary is divided into groups, the production team will use novel collocations as a foothold, and group the two relatively rare combinations of Kim Tae-jung and Min Yunqi into one group.

"When Tae-in and I have disagreements, we will hold hands and stay quietly for 5 minutes." Min Yoon-ki and Kim Tae-in held each other tightly.

Song Zechen, who was watching the play on the sidelines, did not expect to be cueed suddenly.

"What about Suga and Eden?"

Min Yunqi was speechless, Song Zechen had nothing to say.

Everyone laughed: "They will quarrel all day, their hands are not used to hold each other tightly, they are used to try to pull each other's hair."

Song Zechen and Min Yunqi: "I laughed, I laughed..."

After 94line forms a team, the remaining four will be divided into two groups.

Song Zechen felt that no one was new to combine with him, but he and Tian Zhengguo, a roommate who usually spend too much time together, must be the least novel, the first pass.

"Brother Jimin."

"Zechen."

So the Spring Festival Health Revolution Friendship Group was happily established with high fives.

The old rules, rock-scissors set the order, and then the two people tie their hands together with a rope and play table tennis with one hand.

"Zechen?" Jin Nanjun didn't expect that Song Zechen, who usually quit all the time, would join.

"From now on, I will participate in such games. You can ask brother Jimin for the specific situation." Song Zechen didn't bother to explain and kicked the ball to Park Jimin.

Park Jimin rubbed his nose guilty.

Sure enough, Song Zechen won, but Song Zechen is now in the same group as Park Jimin, and their group will advance directly.

Park Jimin laughed wildly: "Zhengguo, who would have thought that Zechen would deal with you in the first official meeting after he said that he would never give in again? Hahahahaha, the world is really impermanent."

Tian Zhengguo hummed angrily.

Coincidentally, in the end, Tian Zhengguo's group faced Song Zechen's group, and the former brothers might become enemies.

The other party was heart-piercing and yelling. Song Zechen stared at them for a long time before realizing that they might want to control the ball with voice and intimidate their opponents after it failed to control the table tennis with their minds.

Song Zechen and Park Jimin went from waiting in battle to standing loosely, with their palms compared to their hands when they were free.

Jin Shuozhen shouted: "Jungkook! It's now!"

Tian Zhengguo served the ball in a panic with superb skills.

Song Zechen took his time and pulled Park Jimin back a step.

The ball landed in a beautiful arc, and Gululu turned for a long time before returning to Jin Shuozhen's feet.

The opposite group of people was majestic and awkward.

Park Jimin turned his head to face the camera, with a standard broadcast tone: "Silence is better than sound at this time."

Song Zechen continued: "At this time, if you don't fight to win, you have to fight."

Park Jimin looked at the opposite side and said, "Why did your ball fall? Probably because the DNA in the blood vessel told the ball that what it has been looking for is the ground. Since the birth of the universe, they are destined to be bound together... ..”

Song Zechen highly praised: "This sentence is also very good, remember to tell the producer brother along with the original sentence."

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were close partners who had traveled a long way through the fragrant sea of ​​clouds and gathered together.

After confirming the eyes, it is someone who has cultivated immortality together.

Tian Zhengguo went around and kicked Song Zechen quietly.

The silence speaks.