[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Seven o'clock in the morning, dinner table, breakfast and three people.

Song Zechen put down the bread in his hand, and pushed the warm coffee to Jin Shuozhen with one hand: "Brother, I'm sorry, can you give me another dress?"

Jin Shuozhen just took a sip when he picked it up, and used his acting skills to roll his eyes like a disdainful and indifferent little one in TV dramas, but he didn't control his eyes well, and he turned them all white.

He was so frightened that he quickly blinked his eyes, coughed, and grasped his anger: "Should I just dirty it and throw it away after I give it away?"

"Give me another one and let me keep it safe, sorry."

Song Zechen then raised the creamer ball respectfully with both hands above his head.

Soon he felt a gust of wind in his hand, and Jin Shuo really shyly tore open the package pretending not to want to: "Do you still want the original one? Change it."

Song Zechen sat still with a smile on his face: "I'll listen to my brother."

Tian Zhengguo, who was watching the whole process, was admiring, and raised an eyebrow at Song Zechen: Yes, or you will.

"What do you want to do when you wake up so early and buy breakfast?"

When Jin Shuozhen got up early this morning, he saw Song Zechen busy in the kitchen putting the snacks he brought back on the dining table. He looked like he had just finished exercising, his hairband lifted his bangs, and a blue and white sportswear made him look like a high school student.Turning around and finding him who was watching, he nodded, pushed him to the dining table, turned around and went back to the room to wake up the maknae.

"Brother and maknae aren't going to record today, I want you to eat more in advance after running around all day."

Jin Shuozhen and Tian Zhengguo are going to record "Please Give Me a Meal Show" today. After returning from DNA, it is a rare period for them to increase their variety show resources, which is much better than the previous situation of almost zero variety shows.

"I want Zhengguo to eat it."

Jin Shuozhen was really worried about the fact that everyone hurt each other during the tussle yesterday, and it was Jin Nanjun who yelled "Stop beating, Zechen ran away" in the confusion that made the temperature of the scene drop.

They counted the heads and knew that the two youngest were missing even without counting. They quietly opened the door and found that the two fell asleep head to head. The brothers winked at each other and exited silently after taking pictures.

"You two are in a variety show, eat together." Song Zechen picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it for him, then turned to Tian Zhengguo, "Eat by yourself."

"Don't be nervous when you go out, the senior will take you with you." Jin Shuozhen took advantage of his free time and busy schedule to do ideological work.

"Will I be unlucky and not meet someone who is willing to cook for me?"

No one can say for sure about the variety show, Tian Zhengguo was so worried that he swallowed several steamed buns, and continued to worry after swallowing carelessly.

"Then eat a little more." Hello Song Zechen

Smiling, he pushed the little cake in front of him to Tian Zhengguo, and the boy glanced here for countless times.

Tian Zhengguo got his wish and concentrated on fighting the cake: "Thank you, Ze."

How do the members spend their days when they have separate schedules but they don't, go for a walk in the park, sleep, practice, play games, and squander the short leisure time against the clock.

Song Zechen put on a windbreaker, ran to an unknown park on the outskirts of Seoul, walked around, walked slowly and wrote half a song.

Somewhat different from the members' creations, when most of them wrote songs with electronic software, Song Zechen was more sensitive to paper scores because he studied classical music since he was a child, and he slowly changed it later.He can get more inspiration for a melody from nature.

Going home with wet hair, a bunch of people were chattering in the living room.

"I don't know whether to lament your good luck or bad luck..."

Jin Shuozhen and Tian Zhengguo almost fell into a mental coma when they came back from a variety show, and plunged into the small world to chatter, completely ignoring the curious eyes of people around them, as if they had just seen a successfully cloned dinosaur.

"Aze, what do you think this is?" Seeing Song Zechen come back, Tian Zhengguo proudly swung his phone.

Song Zechen didn't understand the mystery, but he still cooperated with his younger brother: "What?"

In the next second, his eyes widened, and he wanted to grab the phone with his hand to see clearly: "Zhengguo, where did you get the photo?"

On the phone, Song Zechen wore a birthday crown and cream all over his face when he was a child, and his mother didn't even know him, although his mother didn't know him very well.

Others don't know, but Song Zechen knows it at a glance.

Is it?

Tian Zhengguozhi nodded with satisfaction: "That's right."

"How could it be?" Song Zechen's beautiful eyebrows twitched.

"What kind of charades are you playing?" Min Yunqi didn't have the energy to guess, so he asked someone for the answer directly.

"If I'm not mistaken, did Zhengguo meet Zechen's relatives in a variety show?" Jin Nanjun pondered for a moment, guessing uncertainly.

Unexpectedly, I guessed it right.

Song Zechen wrinkled his face hard: "My grandfather's house?"

Tian Zhengguo nodded excitedly.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Song Zechen's grandfather has always been a mysterious existence in their eyes, like the ultimate character hidden deep in TV dramas.Originally, we had made an appointment to visit together when we had time, but there were always sudden events that interrupted the plan, and we had only met the old man a few times after we had known each other for so many years.

"Why did you go to Grandpa Zechen's house? Isn't your mission location there?" Park Jimin thought his memory had gone wrong.

"It's another."

When Tian Zhengguo was about to collapse after being rejected for a variety show, he was thankful that he had eaten more in the morning, and at the same time knocked on the door of a small courtyard with his last hope.

It was a housekeeper who came to open the door. After calling to ask the homeowner who was about to come back if he would accept the reception, they were overjoyed to enter the door after receiving an affirmative reply.

"Is it not allowed to eat at home with someone close or acquainted?"

Song Zechen knew the rules of the program group.

"The one we went to was not the one in Seongsu-dong, but the one in Samseong-dong. I didn't recognize it at all at first. By the time I recognized it, the rice had already been cooked. The program team thought about putting water on me." Tian Zhengguo said with a look on his face. Fortunately.

"Is this how raw rice is cooked?" Song Zechen nodded Tian Zhengguo's forehead pretending to be disgusted.

"What's the difference?" Everyone has only been to the one they live in now.

"I kept more things from my childhood in the old place." Song Zechen took only a small part of his childhood memories with him when he moved.

The furnishings in that family's home are simple and antique, there are no photos, and there are ink and landscape paintings on the walls.At first, Tian Zhengguo thought he was just an ordinary wealthy family.It wasn't until he carefully visited the room that he used his nose skills to sniff everywhere, and the warm and mild clear woody fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose seemed to be absent, and he was stunned to find that it was exactly the same as Song Zechen's smell.

When he recovers, he will find that there are traces of Song Zechen everywhere in this house. The landscape paintings on the wall are signed with small "Chen" seal carvings, which Tian Zhengguo has seen many times when he was a trainee.There is a piano in the living room, and the room of the relatives of the owner is full of staves.

Those who have eyes do not know Mount Tai.

Mount Tai, which does not mean mountain,

It is Taishan that father-in-law meant.

To be precise, Tian Zhengguo's pupils trembled when he turned his back to the camera to feel like he didn't know Taishan's father.

Although he understood everything, he didn't say anything until the last moment.One is that he is really hungry, and the other is that he is very curious about Song Zechen's childhood.

Adhering to the self-confidence of "my acting skills are very good, no one will be able to tell if I beat him to death", Tian Zhengguo got off the table excitedly, waiting for Grandpa Song Zechen's return as expected, and then pretended to be shocked.

#Full score acting Tian Zhengguo#

#Future Film Emperor Tian Zhengguo#

Sure enough, after grandpa came back, there was a farce, and the program team urgently discussed and decided to stay. The old man smiled at him with insightful eyes, and took food for him:

"Haven't you been here before? When Zechen brought you to see me, I was always in the house in Shengshuidong. I used to live in this place with his grandma. After his grandma passed away, Zechen joined the company." , I just moved out, and occasionally I will come back here to build plants. The housekeeping aunt only comes to clean regularly, so I don’t know that Zechen is my grandson, and I don’t know your relationship.”

One sentence dispels everyone's doubts and secretly avoids any possibility of controversy.

The MC didn't expect this show to be such a big hit, and he took him to chat a lot. From Song Zechen's childhood to joining the company, different people see things from different perspectives. For example, when Song Zechen and Song Zechen visited his grandfather in the past, it was at most a vacation for fun. But little insight into his family circumstances is known.

Only then did he know that when Song Zechen was a child, relying on the teacher's trust, he would secretly tore up his homework and refused to write it. When he played the violin, his hands hurt so much that he wanted to smash the violin. The swollen pig's head told his parents that he was allergic, and the herbal fragrance on Song Zechen's body came from the herbal medicine package that his grandma used to make...

Bit by bit, he pieced together the vivid years that he had never participated in.

"Ah, anyway, you'll know when the show airs." Tian Zhengguo harbored a happy secret and didn't want to share it.

As soon as Zheng Haoxi saw his younger brother's appearance, he rubbed his head with his hands: "The show has been edited, Zhengguo knows a lot more than us."

"Will those photos be released on the show?"

Song Zechen knows his grandfather's sense of propriety and knows what to say and what not to say, but if some photos of black history when he was a child are known to everyone, he must be so ashamed and angry that he will hit tofu.

"Grandpa secretly asked me to take pictures." Tian Zhengguo lowered his voice.

"Hide it well, don't let others see it." Song Zechen told the young lady worriedly, "If you dare to send a briefcase, I will..."

I won't come out for half a day.

Song Zechen sighed helplessly, there was nothing he could do with the other party: "Forget it, I can't do anything about it."

"This is a secret between us." Tian Zhengguo raised his little finger, his eyes squinted.

"It seems that my grandfather told you a lot."

Song Zechen raised his hand, with his little fingers intertwined and his thumb stamped. They were very familiar with this process.

Tian Zhengguo raised his head playfully: "Today is my lucky day, because I ate a delicious meal."

Because today you are my secret.