[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Flying back to Seoul from Hawaii, Song Zechen got off the car and hurried on the road in silence, throwing a long distance away from the others, opened the door and flew onto the bed, intending to sleep.

Jin Shuozhen and the others looked at each other in blank dismay: "Zechen may have left a shadow on traveling with us."

However, Song Zechen took pictures slowly from the quilt after a while, and sighed softly: "The jet lag can't be overcome, forget it, I'll go to write the paper first."

After repeated studies for a while, I went to bed and failed to fall asleep. Melatonin didn't work.Song Zechen resigned himself to his fate and sat in front of the computer all night through the long night.Fortunately, he estimated that he should be able to spare time to rest the next day, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.

Song Zechen, who stayed up all night but became energetic, pushed the others to wake up the others according to the manager's request. After everyone yawned lazily and finished breakfast, the manager happened to arrive.

After opening the door, Kim Tae-joo greeted him cheerfully.

The manager said helplessly, "Children, is Hawaii so hot?"

He met Song Zechen face to face, and immediately there was a clear sound of breathing in the air.

Song Zechen nodded at him without any surprise, walked around his stocky body and went to the kitchen to fetch water.

From the moment he stepped on the concrete floor in Seoul, he received the baptism of countless people's eyes at an average frequency of five to ten inhalation sounds per minute.It can be said that as wide as his social circle is, he receives as many inhalation sounds. Perhaps the particles inhaled gathered together to purify the dust of a day in Seoul.

"Children, we have to go to the beauty salon."

"I don't want to go to the beauty salon."

Park Jimin tried to act like a baby to his manager to avoid Cody's violent rap.

Reluctantly, the hard-hearted manager packed them into the car, and hurried away after saying "you can do it for yourself".

Everyone hesitated and walked into the room.

"Hello, sister."

"Hi guys, long time no see. I asked you to come today for after-sun repair."

Cody's smile gradually stiffened after seeing them clearly, and it crumbled to pieces on the ground.

A few seconds later, she let out a scream comparable to the lead singer of Fangtuan: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you tell you to wear sunscreen?"

Although she knew they would get tanned, it was too different from her estimate for her to accept.Especially Tian Zhengguo, her mind is frantically searching for a hundred remedies.

At first, she thought that the current volume of voice was her limit, until she saw Song Zechen who was lagging behind.

Cody took a step back in shock, and choked out a dolphin sound: "Song Zechen! Are you Song Zechen!"

Song Zechen couldn't bear to look directly and turned his face away.

"Why did you turn black?"

The scene at this moment is like the three-good student who was always at the top in middle school suddenly skipped class and fought and got the bottom one in the test. When the dean caught it, he couldn't believe it and rubbed his eyes desperately, thinking that he was living in a dream.

Cody even stepped forward and rubbed Song Zechen's skin vigorously, thinking that he lost the bet and applied dark liquid foundation or plastered his face. After all, it is not impossible for this group of people to do these things.

When Song Zechen's face was about to be peeled off, Cody let go of it desperately, exhausted physically and mentally.

"You guys are really amazing, you can make Song Zechen black too. I have been working since he joined the company, and I watched him grow up when he was young. When he was exposed to the sun for three days in the military training, he shed a layer of skin and was still white, but now he has turned black. .”

Anger and disbelief poured out of the words.

Embarrassed, Tian Zhengguo planned to explain his negligence and bought the wrong sunscreen.But Song Zechen grabbed him, and opened his eyes to Cody and said nonsense: "Sister, it may be that the sun in Hawaii is more poisonous than that in South Korea, the latitude is too low, the sun's altitude angle is large, and the solar radiation it gets is also large... .”

In short, it is right to throw all the blame to the latitude.

Song Zechen quickly made a promise obediently: "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely apply sunscreen after returning to China, put on a mask every day and eat small tomatoes, I believe that you will be able to come back soon and it won't make it difficult for you to wear makeup."

Min Yunqi, who was perfectly blocked by Jin Nanjun, sneered disdainfully. Song Zechen, an obedient baby who swears seriously, has deceived the hearts of many women from zero to 99 years old.

When he said that, Cody waved his hand embarrassingly: "Forget it, you should pay more attention next time. You will be the ones who get tired after getting tanned. You should make time for maintenance."

Everyone could hear the change of Cody's mood, and silently praised Song Zechen with grateful and admiring eyes.

Almost every time he came to the beauty parlor, Song Zechen would fall into a drowsiness as if under a spell. He sat on a chair and waited peacefully for the sleepy bug to arrive.

Tian Zhengguo moved his chair and whispered to Song Zechen: "Why didn't you let me tell Cody just now that it was because of me?"

"No need." Song Zechen shrugged.

But Tian Zhengguo knew that it was Song Zechen who was worried that he might be scolded. Although the possibility was unlikely, he would always try to avoid it.

The guilt that had been hidden in his heart at this moment made him pucker up.

Turning his head, Song Zechen saw this person's aggrieved look, and said amusedly, "Why did you get aggrieved first? Didn't I just get a little darker, it's okay, just treat it as a different kind of experience."

He touched his nose, his eyes slightly closed, and the sleepiness that had been delayed since arriving in Seoul suddenly came to him.

Tian Zhengguo looked more excited than him: "Are you finally sleepy? Then let's go home and sleep. You always stay up late and I'm worried about your health."

Song Zechen slept for about two or three hours, and the clock pointed to 09:30 when he woke up.

He pushed open the door, and there were several people gathered in the living room. They seemed to be concentrating on watching TV, and a few people who were playing with their mobile phones also glanced at them from time to time.

"Zechen is awake." Jin Taiyi waved to him cheerfully, motioning for him to sit beside him.

"Are you hungry? There is food in the refrigerator, so I go and eat it myself." Relying on his love for Song Zechen, Park Jimin forced his gaze away from the TV to Song Zechen for a second and then retracted it.

Song Zechen sat down curiously. There seemed to be a talent show on the TV. If you look carefully, you can see that it is produce202, which Kim Sang-won has recently frantically swiped the screen in his circle of friends.

"Did Brother Cheng Yun participate?"

He remembered Park Jimin mentioned it before.

"Well, weren't we traveling when it premiered, and now I want to make up for it."

Park Jimin's smile was as good as ever, because the contestant on the TV laughed and fell on the sofa.

"pretty good."

Song Zechen had nothing to do, so he chased after him with great interest.

Min Yunqi moved the phone that was blocking his face a little, stared quietly at Song Zechen's side, and handed Song Zechen the small tomatoes that had been washed in the basin.

"Brother Yunqi?"

Song Zechen was surprised that Min Yunqi was so proactive.

It didn't take long for Min Yunqi to pretend to be gentle, but he couldn't hold back the power, and changed to abusive words: "Hurry up! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

"Has Brother Cheng Yun appeared? I hope there will be more shots of him. The TV station's editing is too important."

Editing guides the audience's likes and dislikes, and there are more articles that can be done than ordinary people imagine.

"Not yet." Park Jimin was also worried about his relatives.

"The one with the pink hair is very smart, and I remembered the color he dyed right away."

Song Zechen stuffed another mouthful, and made vague comments.

The pink-haired trainee and the trainees from the same company around him seem to have contracted the laughing points of the first episode, and they were frequently caught by the camera editing cue.

Among Song Zechen's favorite types of people, the top three must be gentle and non-aggressive ones. He stared at the TV intently, and occasionally smiled when the camera was on that person, and praised softly:

"cute."

Just one word set off the alarm bells of the people around him.

Song Zechen has a restrained personality and likes to bury everything in his heart.Unless the occasion requires him, he generally doesn't praise people casually, and even if he does, he doesn't use the highly excellent adjective in his heart-"cute".

They get along day and night, of course they can hear the appreciation and inexplicable sense of pampering in his tone at this moment.

Let me give you another most essential example: the last person Song Zechen praised for being cute was Tian Zhengguo.

Park Jimin simply picked up the remote control and pressed the power off button to prevent any possibility of romantic first encounters in idol dramas.

The screen suddenly went black, Song Zechen didn't stop smiling, and asked suspiciously:

"Why don't you watch it? Brother Cheng Yun hasn't appeared yet?"

"I think what you said earlier is very reasonable. Maybe Cheng Yun's weight has been cut to nothing. I'd better wait for a while to watch the cut."

Park Jimin smiled dryly.

"That's right." Tian Zhengguo joined forces with Park Jimin, "Brother Jimin is busy, he wants to listen to me to give him common knowledge about science."

Although Song Zechen felt that these people were weird, he couldn't think of anything weird, so he gave up and shrugged: "Okay, then I'll go in and study."

"You go to study, Brother Jimin and I are also going to study." Tian Zhengguo grabbed Park Jimin's neck and walked to Park Jimin's room, "Brother Jimin, let me tell you, the sun rises from the east and sets from the west."

"Oh my god, it's amazing, why?" Park Jimin sighed exaggeratedly.

"I don't know, let's check it out on Naver together later." Tian Zhengguo's tone was as enthusiastic as if he was deceiving his mother that he was studying hard.

"Okay, let's study hard together!"

Song Zechen felt dizzy when he heard the conversation between the two actors, pursed his lips in disgust, and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Min Yunqi stopped him.

Song Zechen turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Take it and eat it." Min Yunqi poked a little distance from the stainless steel bowl containing the tomatoes with his fingers, "here."

Song Zechen stopped and did not move. He lowered his head and looked at Min Yunqi.

"Do you want to eat?" Min Yunqi pushed a little further.

"Ah."

"Do you still keep the handwritten letter?" Min Yunqi babbled nonsense in Song Zechen's unresponsive eyes, "It's the one written in Hawaii. I want to practice calligraphy recently, and your handwriting is very good and I want to copy yours. Just Don’t bother you to write anything, just give me the letter you wrote earlier.”

After reading the letter that day, this was the first time that Min Yunqi had such a long conversation with him. When they met each other, they immediately looked away, occasionally seeming to force themselves not to look away. Their eyes were bright, but they seemed to lose the battle quickly. He hesitated to speak, and finally turned and left, leaving Song Zechen helpless in place.

Song Zechen held the small stainless bowl in his arms, grinned, and slowly the smile grew bigger and bigger.

"Are you going to give it or not?" Min Yunqi threatened angrily in a low voice amid Song Zechen's cello-like laughter.