[Entertainment] Chen Guang

The endless small notes at the signing meeting are probably Song Zechen's most written words besides homework, and all kinds of small questions make people laugh and sigh at the cuteness of the fans.

When returning to the signing, Song Zechen needs to run his brain at high speed to think of an appropriate answer and write it in a fluttering manner, and chat a few more words by the way, fully grasping every minute and every second.

-"the most romantic thing?"

— "You are still by my side."

——"I want to get into Seoul National University, Obama, can you say a word of encouragement?"

- "Come and join me~"

— “What is the one thing that bothers you recently?”

- "Because I was too busy, I rejected Jungkook's request for me to teach him the piano several times. I feel sorry for the maknae. I hope I will have time next time."

Song Zechen kept smiling throughout the whole process. When interacting with the audience in his free time, the flashlights did not squint, and he interacted with the audience with a microphone: "I ask you, what do you think I look like?"

The ARMYs in the audience thought he wanted to hear rainbow farts, so they all started bragging:

"Like the moon!"

"Like a rose!"

"Like snow!"

......

"Like my husband!"

The friend who spoke boldly was quickly covered by the sister next to him.

Song Zechen sighed softly, and muttered softly: "It's all inhumane."

Zheng Haoxi on the side laughed out loud, knowing what Song Zechen was thinking.

After returning from the signing meeting, Song Zechen returned home and sat on a soft office chair, staring at a blank piece of paper in a daze, about to drown in the ocean of imagination.

The BT21 series has been prepared since the beginning of the year. Anyway, the company's small head that makes money on behalf of nim will never go offline and pull them to cooperate.

But Song Zechen really can't think of any animal like him, the members have always had a clear orientation, such as Tian Zhengguo's rabbit, Jin Suozhen's alpaca hamster, Jin Nanjun's bear, etc. But when it comes to Song Zechen, he has no idea at all.

But it doesn't have to be an animal, Min Yunqi designed a small biscuit.But according to what the fans said, he can't create any image.

When the crowd was gathered for discussion, Song Zechen drew a circle on the paper under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Everyone looked puzzled with admiration, ready to close their eyes and blow.

"Does this circle have any connotations?" Jin Nanjun asked everyone's thoughts.

Song Zechen cleared his throat: "It's like this, life is a circle, and you can grind away your edges and corners as you keep moving forward..."

Tian Zhengguo couldn't tell when he saw this,

Interrupted with a sneer: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he's talking nonsense."

Song Zechen who was interrupted shamelessly by his younger brother curled his lips: "Why are you so shameless?"

He put down his pen and gave up on himself: "I can't think of it, please help me."

Having said that, everyone suddenly became enthusiastic, talking and using their brains.

"What does Zechen look like?" There was something wrong with the question from the very beginning.

But one sentence stumped everyone in an instant. They stared at Song Zechen's face for a long time, and Park Jimin hesitated and said, "Like a human?"

Song Zechen: "..."

Jin Taiyi sneered: "Do you hear what you are speaking in human language?"

"Then what do you think it looks like?" Park Jimin was not happy after being denied, and immediately asked back.

Jin Taiyi thought for a long time, then shook his head honestly: "I don't know, like a fox?"

"It's not like that, except for the cunning of a fox, Zechen's double eyelids don't look like a fox's eyes at all." Jin Shuozhen was not polite at all when he spoke.

"Brother, I'm still here, why don't you call me cunning in front of me." Song Zechen was helpless.

Jin Shuo was really indifferent, without any sense of guilt. He looked at Song Zechen's face for a long time in his own way, and hissed several times: "How can you grow like this? You don't look like a small animal at all?"

Song Zechen silently covered his face and left, not wanting to have any further communication with this group of people.

But the person involved couldn’t interfere with the brainstorming of the bystanders. Jin Nanjun felt a sense of challenge, and thought he shouldered the responsibility of helping his younger brother find his body, and tried to think about the problem from another angle:

"Isn't there a 'Chen' in Zechen's name? 'Chen' means sunshine and sun, why don't we use this..."

What sun?

When it comes to the anthropomorphism of the sun, the first thing Song Zechen thinks of is the sun doll in the Teletubbies who hangs on the sky every day, and the sun shines on the earth and giggles.

He silently substituted his own face into it, closed his eyes so tightly that his lips turned pale in fright, and his whole body shivered. If that happened to him, he would kill himself with a gun and drag the perpetrators to die together.

"Don't think about it, brother, I thank you, I think about it myself."

The desire to survive made him try every means to cut off the possibility of him becoming the sun, push away the circle of people and take back the blank paper.

Seeing that the deadline for handing in was about to be reached, Song Zechen was still staring at the empty paper, his skin color was almost the same color as the paper.

Tian Zhengguo put down the dumbbells and stood behind Song Zechen, understanding what he was doing: "Why haven't you figured it out yet?"

Song Zechen's eyes were slack, writing essays is better than this, at least the essays are propositional, he looked enviously at the maknae who designed the cooky early, and sighed.

Song Zechen: "Brother, I really envy you for being a rabbit."

Tian Zhengguo: "Brother, I really envy you as a human being."

Song Zechen: "..."

After thinking about it for a long time, he felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but he couldn't find the fault. He choked and couldn't refute.

Song Zechen was in great pain: "Brother, but I can't be a human right now."

Tian Zhengguo: "..."

"Brother, can you speak well?"

"I'm really going crazy and I can't think of anything.

"Song Zechen regained his composure in a second.

"You..." Tian Zhengguo pondered for a while under Song Zechen's expectant gaze, then shook his head in abandonment, "You're so handsome, it's a sign."

Song Zechen wanted to roll his eyes.

"Oh, don't be obsessed with what you look like. You can choose your own representative. Brother Yunqi is still a small biscuit. Which biscuit is Brother Yunqi?" Tian Zhengguo simply sat down and accompanied Song Zechen to expand train of thought.

Song Zechen thought it made sense and nodded, and added: "Don't curse."

Tian Zhengguo: "..."

What follows is a meaningless conversation.

"What do you like to eat?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, but can that thing be anthropomorphic? Who would buy a piece of meat and use it as a doll?"

"Where's the fruit?"

"I like them all, in no particular order."

"What animal do you like?"

"people."

Tian Zhengguo slapped the notebook on the table: "Who would you think of it? Otherwise, you can just create a species and give it a name. The rest will be handed over to the staff in the company's development department. You have to work for your salary!"

"Not good." Song Zechen struggled.

"Okay then, continue to ask questions, the animals I liked when I was a child! I said animals! Don't talk about people!" Tian Zhengguo continued to ask helplessly.

"Like it when you were young?"

Song Zechen's eyes lit up, and he moved Tian Zhengguo's hand: "Seoul University will admit you immediately!"

He couldn't wait to turn over the white paper, first redrawing a beautiful oval on it.

"What is this?" Tian Zhengguo saw some clues for a long time, "Dinosaurs? Monsters?"

"Dinosaur-like monsters, Ultraman was the one I saw the most when I was young. Hasn't someone said that? Behind every successful Ultraman there is always a little monster who is beaten silently. But I am more fond of little monsters than Ultraman. There is a sense of substitution, the same edges and corners, the same unpopularity, and the same dark side, of course I will not be beaten."

Tian Zhengguo finished listening silently: "Then you should draw better."

"Don't be in a hurry."

Song Zechen added two antlers on the top of the head, and two small fangs in the mouth.

"I used to be like a hedgehog, with thorns all over my body, naive and stubborn, with two sharp canine teeth, ready to pounce on someone at any time, so once Brother Yunqi and I had a quarrel for a long time because of some things, and everyone Don't want to budge."

Tian Zhengguo knew that time, it was during the period of trainees, the two of them almost had a quarrel for some reason, and later Song Zechen told Tian Zhengguo that it was because Min Yunqi tried to invade Song Zechen's domain, and asked questions about the past, hoping to analyze his heart, Song Zechen felt offended , and Min Yunqi originally had good intentions, the two naturally broke up unhappy.

"That time I thought you would never talk again, you were too territorial." Tian Zhengguo recalled that during that time the whole dormitory dropped to freezing point.

Song Zechen shrugged: "Thinking about it later, he also had good intentions, but I didn't want to lower my face and apologize. Later, on Christmas Day, my teacher happened to send me a deer headdress by mail."

Tian Zhengguo suddenly laughed, and Song Zechen, with the antlers on his head, wholesaled a bag of clean socks for their bedside gifts.

And Song Zechen and Min Yunqi are so reconciled, he said: "I am Santa Claus today, you are not allowed to scold me, you have accepted my gift, you have to reconcile with a person named Song Zechen, because you have The present was bought by him with all his fortune."

Min Yunqi rolled eyes as white as snow at Song Zechen: "Then I don't want any gifts."

Song Zechen took the antlers off his head and put them on Min Yunqi's head, and took a step back: "Then you are Santa Claus now, and my wish is to reconcile with you."

Min Yunqi touched the antlers, smiled and cursed "nervous", and walked away with the gift.

"So then I told myself to be Santa every day, to apologize or give gifts, just like when I had antlers."

Song Zechen's voice pulled Tian Zhengguo out of his memory, and he moved closer: "The meaning is pretty good."

"Will anyone buy monsters to make dolls? I don't think the one I drew will be sold." Song Zechen admired his masterpiece, filled in the details, and turned into a four-dimensional existence. He comforted himself, "Just save money for Ami. "

Antlers, tusks, backstabs, wings...

Mixed elements of various colors.

Tian Zhengguo concluded: "Just treat it as a mutant dinosaur."

"Okay, it's over, I don't care, the painting is over." Song Zechen put down his pen like a liberation, and stretched lazily.

"Actually, I think it's pretty good." Tian Zhengguo thought it was okay after hearing the connotation.

but the company's

Staff do not know.

Song Zechen's masterpiece on white paper on their desk made them study for a long time what kind of strange species it is?

It took me a long time to realize that the introduction was scribbled at the end of the page:

Species: Planetary Monster No. 1221

Hobbies: Sprinkling money and giving gifts

Specialty: Can beat Ultraman

Remarks: If you can't beat Ultraman because of copyright issues, then let it beat the images of my members. In short, my son must be the boss!

Staff: I want to punch you...