[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Comebackshow requires them to record relevant small clips in advance. Among them, the company disclosed to them a long time ago to make them think about how to express it-what is the DNA of the members?

"What is Zechen's DNA?"

Jin Shuozhen appeared behind them with a circle of milk mustache: "Rainbow Fart!"

Song Zechen's rainbow fart that shocked everyone on his birthday will always be in his heart.

"It must be the kind I said on my birthday!"

"No!" Song Zechen made a cross in front of his chest and strongly protested, "You can't say this!"

"Why not!" Jin Shuozhen also strongly protested, how much he wished to hear such a real and unpretentious rainbow fart, which would make him feel comfortable and refreshed.

Song Zechen expressed his wholehearted dissatisfaction with furrowed brows. He took out a tissue in his pocket and helped Jin Shuozhen wipe off the milk on his face: "Brother, I can soil once, but I can't soil it a second time!"

"Okay." Jin Shuo really pouted that Lao Gao could hang the oil bottle.

Song Zechen took out a candy and fed it, Jin Shuozhen chewed obediently and knew it was a fruit candy.

"Hush money." Song Zechen patted the brother's head who seemed to be acting like a baby.

Jin Shuozhen successfully bribed with sugar, his teeth were almost glued together by the sweetness, and he stopped talking after a few "hummings".

The shooting of "DNA" is on the agenda.

When Song Zechen and Park Jimin heard a few specific lyrics, their thoughts would always drift to the beginning of the year. With strong professionalism, they insisted on not laughing. When the director called "cut", they ran towards each other tacitly. I don't know, so the eyes that look crazy are rocking back and forth with laughter.

Song Zechen leaned forward, and Park Jimin joined back.

"Brother, excellent!" Song Zechen gave a thumbs up, "I'll just say those lyrics are good."

"I'm overwhelmed, I'm overwhelmed." Park Jimin propped himself up proudly.

This time the mv has fewer plots and more performances in the dance version. Among them, the most famous action of finding veins and cutting veins at the climax once became a kind of secret code in the dormitory.

To drink juice, cut veins.

To play the game, cut the vein.

To make a call, cut a vein.

There is no intention to commit suicide, but simply to release the breath of sand sculpture in the details of life.

Everything is too late, on the verge of being disgusted by everyone, Park Jimin found Song Zechen and started a boring game: who will stop this code first?

Song Zechen bet on Min Yunqi, and Park Jimin bet on Tian Zhengguo.

The final ending ended with the maknae saying "Don't cut the vein, it's unlucky" at the dinner table, and everyone stopped obediently.Although Song Zechen lost, there are reasonable reasons to suspect that Park Jimin used words to guide Tian Zhengguo behind his back. Recently, the youngest also showed a look of God and God, but it was too unlucky to say "unlucky" with a wrinkled face. Too cute, Song Zechen chose not to care.

If you lose, you have to agree to one condition, and Park Jimin happily reserves the right to use it, planning to make a big move.

Song Zechen was noncommittal, and acquiesced in the conditions. Anyway, the routines are probably those, and it shouldn't be too superficial.

New mv, new song, new style.

Park Jimin permed his instant noodle head, and his golden hair color made it even more vivid. Song Zechen couldn't help rubbing it when he walked over, but now on the set, he can't make too much movement to damage the shape, so he has to hold back His hand that was about to move.

"Brother Yunqi looks like an old man." Park Jimin pointed at Min Yunqi passing by and laughed.

Min Yunqi's new hair color is what they jokingly call "penicillin". Combined with his somewhat hunchbacked walking posture and procrastinating steps, his back often reveals an indescribable bleakness.

Song Zechen once saw a sentence in a book when he was a child, "I saw his thin back again in the crystal tears." He really wanted to recite this paragraph affectionately to Min Yunqi, but in the end he gave up.

One is because he doesn't want to quarrel with Min Yunqi for the time being, and the other is because the back view in the text is about his father, if he says it, he will always feel that he is at a disadvantage.

Min Yunqi ignored such evaluation and kept his original pace slowly, holding the water glass without looking sideways.

"Your hairstyle looks like auntie."

Hurt each other, Min Yunqi has never been a problem.

On the other hand, Min Yunqi quickly fled the scene of the crime, leaving behind the unbelievable Park Jimin and the innocent Song Zechen.

Park Jimin widened his eyes: "Brother Yunqi, why are you talking!"

"You talk about him first, and then he talks about you."

Song Zechen was only explaining the facts from an objective point of view, but Park Jimin quickly pointed the finger at him with a threatening tone.

"Do you mean it's still my fault?"

The hairs on Song Zechen's back immediately stood up, and he entered a state of alert: "No, don't be angry."

"Brother Yunqi actually said that I look like an old lady!"

Park Jimin has no reason today, but just wants to make things difficult for Song Zechen. Similar scenes can be compared to a great contest of family affection, a great test of friendship, a couple's inexplicable sincerity test (not) and so on...

"He was just talking about hairstyles." Song Zechen muttered in a low voice, and soon realized how reckless his words were.

"You're talking for Brother Yunqi again, aren't you?" Park Jimin crumpled up the sweat tissue in his hand and threw it on Song Zechen, "I see clearly! You are from his side, you should go find him!"

Song Zechen felt that the words were familiar: "Why do you talk more and more like Brother Tai Yi?"

"It's just you and me here! You even mentioned the name of a third party!" Park Jimin became more and more involved in the drama, and was even so excited that his little milk voice burst out, tears gradually burst into his eyes dramatically.

The development of the situation was gradually like a wild horse running free. Song Zechen probably woke up at this moment and found that he was tied behind the horse and dragged all the way alive.He opened his mouth, thinking about what to say.

Park Jimin on the opposite side still looked swollen, his eyes erratically glanced at him from time to time.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, I was wrong." Song Zechen raised his hands begging for mercy.

"It's too late." Park Jimin snorted coldly, "I decided to punish you."

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly made a request to Song Zechen eagerly: "Don't you still owe me a condition? I want to hear compliments, the kind you gave Brother Shuozhen back then."

"No!" Song Zechen immediately retorted.

"I'm willing to gamble and admit defeat!" Park Jimin proudly put his hands on his hips.

Song Zechen frowned, his well-trimmed eyebrows were raised wantonly, his lips were tightly pursed, and he had no intention of speaking at all.

Park Jimin almost gave up, deep in his heart he still hid his deep fear of Song Zechen, afraid that he would accidentally release a fierce beast.

"Let me compliment you on your beautiful curls."

The sound of sandwiching ice cubes sounded, and Pu Zhimin opened his mouth wide in astonishment, thinking that Song Zechen had a ghost.

His eyes widened twice, and he slowly understood the reluctance of the other party through the sea of ​​dead seaweed eyes, and soon bent over with a satisfied smile.

"Zechen, you have today too."

Song Zechen ignored Park Jimin's ridicule, and possessed the priest without a soul: "The bright sun coated it with a layer of golden jam, which is sweet and delicate, it's chocolate chips sprinkled on tiramisu, it's poached eggs. The heart is the tip of the pudding ice cream."

Attracted by the earthy language, the two of them gradually gathered teammates around them, devoutly admiring Father Song's exclusive rainbow fart up close.

Song Zechen was unmoved, facing Park Jimin's smiling face with his eyes closed and blowing: "Look at this ruddy face, full of the joy of being praised, full of the joy of curly hair swaying in the wind and bangs, this sweet smile is like I snatched the first bite of the cake that my elder brother secretly hid, but in fact, no one could guess that the murder was caused by a simple and innovative hairstyle."

"Shuo Zhen hid the cake again. I'll go to your dormitory to confiscate it later. You have to return to the point of attention."

The manager didn't react too much, he accepted the fact that your son occasionally collapsed, and quickly and vigilantly grasped the key points.

Jin Shuozhen's heartbreaking wailing came from a distance: "Song Zechen! I hate you! Park Jimin! I hate you!"

Song Zechen, Park Jimin: "..."

Tian Zhengguo sighed deeply, and chose to forgive Song Zechen's unreasonable behavior. No matter what, he was the brother he had worked so hard to bring up in Seoul.

With exactly the same emotion, Jin Tae-yi exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Look at this excellent rainbow fart, it looks as if it has just been dug out of the mud. It has never been seen before or since, and it has the magic power to make blood spurt and hands and feet curl up."

"Brother Taiyi can become a teacher." Song Zechen accepted Jin Taiyi's words as a compliment.

"Why are you here to join in the fun." Park Jimin poked Jin Tae-joo's waist, "Don't interrupt, let Zechen finish the compliment."

"I'm done boasting." Song Zechen put his hand on Tian Zhengguo's shoulder, "Enough is enough."

A simple idiom is more refreshing than the rainbow fart before, as if a basin of cold water was poured down, Park Jimin immediately calmed down, not daring to say a word.

Enough is enough, enough is enough, life is about possession.

Park Jimin silently recited Park's famous motto in his heart.

"You and Brother Tae are done shooting the pas de deux?"

It was Tian Zhengguo who asked.

"En." Tian Zhengguo nodded.

There are a lot of dance interactions this time, and the choreography cooperation between Chint and □□groups is a highlight.

When Zheng Haoxi and Kim Taejun were filming the part "Our encounter is a mathematical formula, a religious law, and a law of the universe", Park Jimin and Song Zechen didn't need to exchange eyes, they directed and acted themselves outside the camera tacitly, and couldn't give up the lyrics that contained their own deep experience .The others didn't know, so they chose to bypass the two and turn a blind eye when their brainwaves that were not on the frequency were suddenly forcibly connected.

The day flies by with work and play, and the clock is ticked.

"Oh, by the way, I have to go home to collect my luggage."

Song Zechen glanced at the calendar on the phone, and casually mentioned it, but the seven people behind him were silent for a moment and then spoke sourly.

"Is Song Zechen so impatient?"

"Ze Chen is so ruthless, he really likes the new and dislikes the old."

"The little lover has gone, hehe."

"Ze Chen'er acting too happy hurt our hearts."

"The program team specially invited you because they wanted to see you and Jiang Daniel together."

"I'll check if it's convenient."

"Aze, I'm not happy with what you said."

Song Zechen looked back helplessly, and sure enough, he saw seven copied and pasted faces grinning as if they had eaten lemons.