[Entertainment] Chen Guang

"Why! Why do you look at me like that?" Jin Shuozhen was the first to break the dead silence, expressing his dissatisfaction with a snarled throat.

When he uttered this genius idea and was proud of it, everyone focused their eyes on himself, mixed with various emotions of astonishment, doubt, shock, and incomprehension, and finally changed completely after seeing his face clearly .

What kind of look?

On the left eye, it says "speaking wild words", on the right eye, it says "nonsense", with "fortunately it's you" in the middle.

Don't think that he didn't see that Min Yunqi's whole body was erected guardedly after he said this, and then he immediately relaxed and quietly let out a sigh of relief when he turned his head and found that it was he who said it.

He was relieved!

No one in the whole team would regard him as a strong opponent for Song Zechen!

Isn't he and Song Zechen sweet?Isn't he Song Zechen's favorite brother?Couldn't he have a sweet relationship with Song Zechen and make Song Zechen abandon many CPs in the team and stand bravely with him?

Jin Shuozhen felt that his dignity as a crooked man had been trampled on, and his noble son's personality had been humiliated.

"Why!" Jin Shuozhen spoke again, with a lot of dissatisfaction in his words.

"Brother, why don't you go and change your ID card first." Tian Zhengguo's wide-eyed eyes, which were ready to stare at people at any time, returned to their normal size, and cheerfully suggested, "Didn't Aze say that he likes someone younger than himself? You should change it to 2002 first." How about someone born in 20? Makes you [-] years younger."

Song Zechen was the first to react and grinned but didn't dare to laugh out loud. Then Jin Shuozhen understood: "Young lady? What do you mean? What do you mean if you change it to 2002, you will be 20 years younger."

"Isn't brother from 1982?" Tian Zhengguo was still counting with his fingers.

"I'm from 1992! You can't add ten years to me for no reason! I'm 25, not 35!" Jin Shuozhen's face turned red, and in the next second he felt in his pocket as if he was about to pull out a gun to snipe at him. Inside.

Song Zechen moved the distance silently to keep Tian Zhengguo behind.

As a result, Jin Shuozhen took a long time to dig out, gritted his teeth and angrily threw the thing in front of everyone.

Taking a closer look, I saw an ID card with Jin Shuozhen's photo and name printed on it.

"Maknae! Did you see clearly!"

"Brother, why do you still carry your ID card with you?"

Song Zechen calmly planned to divert the topic, but Jin Shuo really didn't like this: "Zechen, don't talk too much, don't think I didn't see you veering in the direction of the maknae, are you afraid that I will call you?" he!"

"Brother." Song Zechen was very sincere, "You are wrong, I am here to protect you."

Of course, at this moment, he couldn't see Tian Zhengguo's wanton smile behind him and the suppressed smiles of other people, and he would pretend not to see it if he saw it.

Jin Shuo really felt that he couldn't bear such humiliation, so he slapped the floor viciously, and the crisp "ba da" applause was very powerful.

The ID card was carried by the palm of the hand and got under the sofa.

The damage he suffered today reached its peak at this moment.

Jin Shuozhen was silent for a moment, and slowly raised his noble head.

Park Jimin quickly covered his ears, and Jung Ho-seok, who was closest to Kim Seok-jin, stepped back several meters.

Song Zechen flew up and hugged Jin Shuozhen: "Brother! Calm down! Stop rapping! I'll pick it up for you! I'll pick it up for you! The last time you rapped, I was dreaming all night because of your voice!"

After confirming that Jin Shuo really couldn't speak, Song Zechen ran to the edge of the sofa, stretched his hands in and touched it on his stomach, and finally found the ID card.

"Brother is so handsome." He glanced at his ID card and praised sincerely.

"Really? Then do you think I look like I was in 82?" Jin Shuozhen reluctantly lowered his head wearing the rap crown.

"It's not like, brother is from 02, but it reveals the aroma of red wine in 82, and has the hormonal flavor of a boy and a man. Really, brother can take a photo of his ID card to the police station and tell them the wrong information is recorded! You It's from 02!"

In order to prevent Jin Shuozhen from rapping, Song Zechen decided to rap first.

"Really? Then we'll change the information when we return to China." Jin Shuozhen was so excited when he was praised.

"Of course." Song Zechen nodded frantically, "As long as I'm not afraid of the scandal of BTS falsely reporting their age."

Jin Shuo stalked for a moment, and sighed heavily: "Forget it, it's nothing for me to sacrifice a little for the combination. Just remember that I was born in 02."

Tian Zhengguo pulled Song Zechen's arm to help him out of the sea of ​​suffering. Song Zechen patted the ashes on his trouser legs: "Go back and rest. Zhengguo and I will go first."

After talking about Tian Zhengguo, he couldn't wait to go out. Ever since he dreamed of Jin Shuozhen chanting rap at him in 360 degrees one night, he was really afraid of Jin Shuozhen's language lethality. He once suspected that he gave Jin Shuozhen a birthday laugh remix retribution.

Song Zechen and Tian Zhengguo's rooms in the hotel are only separated by a door that can be pushed open, so they actually live together and act at the same time.

The air conditioner dried Song Zechen's hot steam when he came out of the bathroom, and he sat on the bed to rest immediately after drying his hair with the electric fan.

"Zhengguo, let's talk."

He was covered with a thin air-conditioned quilt, and lifted some of the sheets to signal Tian Zhengguo, who had also taken a shower, to sit in.

Tian Zhengguo climbed onto the bed with a smile, sat side by side with Song Zechen, and smoothed out all the wrinkles on the quilt covering his legs.

"Have you sprayed on perfume?" As soon as Tian Zhengguo came to Song Zechen's side, he could smell a sweet fragrance, "It smells so sweet."

"Hmm." Tian Zhengguo sniffed his collar contentedly.

Song Zechen returned to the topic: "I want to ask why you are unhappy?"

Ever since Tian Zhengguo got acquainted with his relatives, he was often not very emotional when he saw related things. Song Zechen was not a roundworm in his stomach, so he couldn't understand Tian Zhengguo's thoughts.But he still believes that such things should be taken seriously and resolved.

"Because you have made friends, it's not like you are number one in the world. You feel a little uncomfortable. I believe your reason is definitely not this."

Song Zechen asked questions openly, and he didn't want it to affect their previous relationship.

Tian Zhengguo didn't expect Song Zechen to ask the question so directly, tearing off the dead skin on his mouth with his teeth, biting his lip and struggling: "Actually, there is a little reason for this."

"But it's mostly because of..."

Tian Zhengguo quickly bulged his cheeks and returned to the original state:

"You are very relaxed when chatting with him, you are smiling unconsciously, sometimes you even giggle, you don't have to refute me, you just smile more silly than usual. I rarely see you like this."

It is rare for him to see Song Zechen chatting with people without burden, without bothering to think about words, and without controlling his emotions.At that time, Song Zechen really had the sunshine-like temperament he should have, as if he was just an ordinary big boy.

When Song Zechen was with them, he was habitually calm, and sometimes smiled very softly, but it made people feel unstoppable.

"Is it more stressful to be with us?"

This is what Tian Zhengguo has been worrying about recently.No matter how playful he is usually, Song Zechen still has to squeeze his rest for the sake of the group after the end. From time to time, he has to care about their situation and comfort them. What they may bring to him may be a burden.

"So you were worried about this." Song Zechen listened patiently to Tian Zhengguo's mumbled words, then pursed his lips clearly, organizing the words in his mind.

"Of course the two sides are different."

"I made friends with him because I admired his character and thought it suits me. We are independent individuals with no interests involved, so I don't have so many scruples."

"Then what if we have interests involved with you?" Tian Zhengguo was a little anxious.

"There are many kinds of interests involved in my place. Some are financial relationships that need to be calculated, and some are emotional relationships that need to be guarded. These are all interests. Which do you think you are?"

Tian Zhengguo knew the answer but somehow didn't want to answer it.

Song Zechen understood what he was awkward about:

"Danny and I don't get along day and night. Even if we touch each other's dark sides, we don't have a deep bond with you. So we chat easily, because there are no too deep work topics. You have to know that work is the root of all evil, It's not like you don't know that I'm serious when I work."

"And our lives are interpenetrated. It is destined that besides joy and sorrow, I have more responsibilities. Isn't it normal for me to become different? You can't look at the recent past. If you want to calculate the proportion, I still laugh with you Much. Right?"

"Don't worry, you are not my burden. We have known each other for so long, why are you so unclear about your position?"

"What position?" Tian Zhengguo asked back.

Song Zechen was suddenly stopped by the question, and he answered "cute brother" was nothing new and would be rejected by Tian Zhengguo, but he couldn't think of other words for a while.

Tian Zhengguo didn't expect Song Zechen to be unable to answer after thinking seriously, so he stared at the other party even more vigorously and insisted on waiting for an answer.

Who knew that Song Zechen opened his mouth and didn't make a sound for a long time, then frowned and smiled slightly, with an unspeakable appearance, covered his eyes, showed a little bit of teeth, bent down, and quickly buried his face under the quilt.

"Why? What?" Tian Zhengguo found that smirking is particularly contagious, and he laughed out of nowhere.

"My language system may be out of control. I can't think of any words. Now there is only one line of lyrics that is out of place in my mind."

Song Zechen forced himself to calm down, scratched his hair, couldn't help but slowly bowed his waist and laughed again.

"What?" Tian Zhengguo patted Song Zechen on the back with a smile, "Just now you always mentioned the relationship of life and bondage, it wouldn't be 'my blood, sweat and tears', right? It's not very romantic, but I can accept it."

"No."

Song Zechen fell into the quilt completely, his shoulders shrugged slightly, his ears were red, and a muffled voice came out through the fabric with a smile:

"Passing shoulders is fate, but entering the heart is love."