[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Before the chairs were warmed up, they showed up at the airport non-stop to continue the concert.In the blink of an eye, the beginning of May is almost over.The concert in Manila ended and they returned to Korea.

Song Zechen's legs sometimes feel uncomfortable recently. After the doctor's examination, it is recommended to take a break for a while, otherwise he will not be able to carry the rest of the concert. Except for the cooperation, he has completed the rest of the seven or eight eighty-eight, and he can spare time to meet with Tian Zhengguo once in a while. Watch TV and play games to relieve stress.

When the phone rang, Song Zechen grabbed the phone, and before leaving the variety show on TV, he clicked on the page and placed it next to his ear.

"We're going to the BBMA!"

A cheer exploded, and Song Zechen frowned, thinking about what "we" meant, and it didn't sound like a member's voice.

He replied calmly and politely: "Sorry, you may have made a mistake."

After speaking, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

Min Yunqi glanced at him: "What's wrong."

Song Zechen shrugged indifferently: "Scam call."

"Oh." Min Yunqi believed in Song Zechen's judgment, "There are a lot of scammers recently, so be careful."

Staff on the phone: ...Look what you can do.

The phone rang again, and Song Zechen looked at the interface, and it was still the phone number just now.

He lingered for a moment and decided to pick it up and told the other party that he had really made a wrong call. He was poor and had no money so don't lie to him.

As soon as he connected, Song Zechen immediately removed the receiver, and at the same time confirmed that it seemed that he was really someone from his company. After all, he had both high-pitched roar and stormy rap, and he also revealed his excited state of mind:

"Zechen! I'm a staff member of the company! Don't hang up yet!"

"Nan Jun couldn't get through on the phone, so I called you."

The people around were attracted by the loud voice of the staff, and couldn't help but surround Song Zechen to listen to the phone.

"Brother, am I a spare tire? Brother Nan Jun called me because he couldn't get through on the phone?" Song Zechen was quite leisurely and playful.

The other party was anxious: "No, no, of course I didn't mean that."

"Brother, is Zechen the spare tire or am I the spare tire?" Jin Nanjun gave Song Zechen a tacit expression, and flirted with him.

"Of course not." The other party stammered, completely missing the decisiveness when he just answered the phone.

In the end, it was the kind-hearted third brother who could not understand the bad intentions of the two of them and rescued the honest man: "Brother, what do you want from us?"

"Oh oh oh, I forgot the business." Although the staff was not as excited as the last call, they still couldn't help raising their voices, "Billboard Awards has officially sent you an invitation, the shortlisted award is TopSocialArtist, children, you are going to walk the red carpet Already!"

After hearing this, they were not as excited as the staff imagined. They looked at each other for a moment and wondered if it was a scam call.

Until Min Yunqi gradually showed his gums and smiled.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Park Jimin was the first to react, jumping three feet high, "Did I hear correctly?"

Tian Zhengguo patted his cheek to prove that he was awake, and whispered: "Wow, Justin Seagull is going to see Justin Bieber."

Song Zechen was only secretly happy in his heart, and didn't show much on his facial expressions, until he heard the maknae's milky exclamation being poked at the cute point, and he burst out laughing.

Kim Tae-jun, who arrived late, learned about the situation and joined the carnival team. After dancing in place for several times, he rolled his eyes wide and began to perform.

“@!#$%[email protected]#%$^*)O(+)_*&^&*([email protected]#$%^^&”

Min Yunqi had long learned to turn a blind eye to the raps that Kim Tae-joo couldn't understand, but throughout the rap, Kim Tae-joo always looked at him with affectionate eyes, which gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Song Zechen immediately answered his questions kindly: "Singing your "AgustD"."

Min Yunqi doubted life again, his whole face was twisted into a rag, and his confusion was deeply hidden in every slightly wrinkled crease.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Song Zechen paused for a moment, followed the ongoing video of Kim Tae-joo, and pronounced the words clearly: "You will stay in the economy class behind me for the rest of your life, and your next goal is Billboard..."

While singing happily, Jin Taiyi took the time to cast admiring glances at Song Zechen.

Min Yunqi still couldn't accept it, and at the same time he discovered an astonishing fact: "How can you not be influenced by him and not be taken away."

Kim Tae-joo is one of the three rapline men who are able to insist on their own self in successive rounds of battles, even making them unable to sing.

"In the singing class before debut, whenever he had free time, he would rap next to me." Song Zechen said that everything was practiced.

Min Yunqi reluctantly accepted this explanation.

"Brother Yunqi said he wanted to go to Billboard, so we really went." Jin Nanjun and Min Yunqi bumped their fists, tacit understanding and comfort.

"Brother Yunqi, I want to get rich." Song Zechen joined in jokingly, clenched his fists, and gently bumped against them.

They were the first to know each other and supported each other. The time when they sat around silently crying in the trough seemed to be blurred by the excitement at this time. Song Zechen has always had a good memory, but he was also in a trance.

"Go to the dream, I can make you a millionaire." Min Yunqi withdrew his fist in disdain.

Song Zechen didn't care too much, and held the hands of the people around him with a smile.

After returning from Japan, they rested in Korea and prepared for the BBMA.

Fang Shihe and Song Zechen confirmed the cooperation outside the team and the trip to the United States. Only he and Jin Nanjun could speak English in the team. This time the task was more difficult than imagined.

"Why don't you bring a translator?"

Song Zechen learned about the itinerary in the United States before, but found that the company had no plan to bring them an interpreter.

"Just the two of us? In this kind of occasion where a slight mistake in a sentence could destroy the entire regiment?"

"You have to establish an image in Europe and the United States, and it is in your own interest to speak. And the translation cannot clearly express what you think and have some connotations..."

Fang Shihe pondered for a moment, and explained the reason to Song Zechen.

It was obvious that Song Zechen was not persuaded: "There is not much time, but for more than ten days, Brother Nan Jun is the captain, and he is the one to speak in general communication. He is under too much pressure."

"Don't you believe in Nanjun and your performance?" Fang Shihe quickly back and forth with the other side.

"Fang PDnim." Song Zechen smiled slightly, squinted his eyes, without any emotion in his eyes, "The aggressive general method is useless to me, one more person is more insurance, you can't joke about the future of the whole group. Both of us are non-native languages For non-residents and non-residents, there are more or less places where they may step on the pit. We can speak by ourselves, but we must have translators who understand the local customs and language environment.”

The two looked at each other quietly, facing each other silently.Fang Shihe has been a high-level executive for so long, and he is quite imposing. Many trainees in the company never dare to look him in the eye.But Song Zechen was different. From the very beginning, his attitude was generous and he believed that they were equal to each other. The usual respect was due to the level of Korea and he had to show his self-cultivation since childhood.

"Yes." Fang Shihe suddenly smiled, relieving the tense atmosphere.

Song Zechen grinned, lowered his head and no longer looked at him at the same level, some things should be done in moderation, and it is enough to achieve the goal, but it is not good to be aggressive.

Fang Shihe stared at the top of Song Zechen's head, and sighed pointedly: "You are different from them."

Song Zechen is the most rebellious member among all the members, no matter how gentle he usually is, everything is only based on his approval of this matter, and it just so happens that most of the public's opinions these years have been on his side. side, so all is well.

If it runs counter to his ideas, Song Zechen will destroy the established relationship at any time based on the consideration of interests, and rationally seek solutions.

From the last time when Tian Zhengguo reacted to the Chilean plateau, Song Zechen was stubborn and did not want Tian Zhengguo to take the stage. It can be seen that he leaked his emotions when other members and staff were silent, and called directly to criticize the company afterward. .Even if the language is tactful, Song Zechen's anger and unusual toughness have already shown his above-mentioned characteristics in the details.

Apart from the teammates who got along day and night, Song Zechen accepted them as brothers.Fang Shihe understands that the relationship between himself and Song Zechen is probably the normal state of Song Zechen when he meets people: emotional and defensive.

When he was a child, he called his uncle "Fang PDnim" who he respected after his debut, and Song Zechen was very clear about the proportion of interests involved.

Of course, Fang Shihe would not say such an analysis, Song Zechen knew it and was happy to pretend to be stupid, and the two maintained peace strangely.

Song Zechen lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, he did not plan to stay longer after achieving his goal: "You are busy, I will go first."

"It's been so many years, I've really grown up." Fang Shihe looked at Song Zechen's tall back and sighed earnestly.

Growing up means a lot.

Song Zechen understood. He put his hand on the doorknob, turned around and smiled, and bowed deeply to Fang Shihe: "It's been so many years, you should also lose weight. The current weight is not good for your health. I advise you to lose weight." You haven't listened to it for so long."

He maintained his bowing posture and bowed for a long time: "I really appreciate your training, so I hope you can take care of your body."

The atmosphere suddenly eased, and Fang Shihe secretly said to Song Zechen, little fox, that one sentence dispelled the slight unhappiness in his heart.

When he wanted to talk about his career, he ignored his feelings, but afterwards, he seized the opportunity to play the emotional card and get what he wanted. Now he has become a junior who only cares about his body.

This is an excellent chess player, advancing and retreating, a mixture of truth and falsehood.

After standing up, Song Zechen left the office with his head bowed slightly.He straightened his back, looked straight ahead, and resumed his usual walking style.

At the corner of the stairs, I happened to meet Jin Nanjun who was going upstairs.

"Zechen."

"Brother?" Because of the backlight, Song Zechen's eyes automatically secreted tears at first glance. After rubbing his eyes and adapting to the light, he recognized that it was Jin Nanjun.

But Jin Nanjun didn't understand this moment of lightning and flint, he only saw Song Zechen's red eyes, which were particularly dazzling on the white skin that had been raised recently.

Song Zechen also didn't understand Jin Nanjun's change of mind. He waved his hand and said hello: "Brother, are you going to find Fang PDnim? I just came out of his office, and the chat was not very pleasant. He may be a little angry with me. You should pay attention later. But also Blame me, I didn't control my tone just now, forget about his old and new grudges..."

Song Zechen originally wanted to remind Jin Nanjun of his sense of propriety, but Jin Nanjun is less thorny than himself, so such a situation should not happen.

"He actually scolded you!"

Song Zechen was stopped by Jin Nanjun's angry voice, and raised his eyes in panic.

Kim Namjoon's jaw popped out.