[Entertainment] Chen Guang

It's snowing in Seoul.

When I woke up in the morning and opened the curtains, I didn't notice it. I remembered the weather last night before going to bed, and thought that the weather forecast had gone wrong again. After all, the floor was clean and there was no trace of snow.After walking out the door, the oncoming tiny snowflakes falling from the sky reminded the arrival of the first snow.

Song Zechen didn't put on the hat immediately, but stayed for a while, letting the snow fall all over his body and quickly melted into small water droplets, which were absorbed by the fabric of the clothes.

Jin Taiyi jumped to his side and stood still, stretched out his hand and waited for the snowflakes to fall into his palm naturally, because the flakes were too small, there was no special cold feeling at all, instead his hands were red from the cold in the outdoor air.

"Let's go."

Song Zechen took Jin Taejin's hand and put him into the pocket of his woolen coat together. The dry heat source dried the remaining moisture on his hands, and the temperature in his palm gradually rose.

"How is your teacher?"

Jin Taiyi carefully looked at Song Zechen's pale face. After the trip to the United States, this person immediately flew to Western Europe to pay homage to the teacher. He just came back overnight from Vienna in the early hours of this morning. Day and night were reversed, his lips were dull, and his eyelashes often drooped softly to hide his unhappiness. s eyes.

"I'm getting older, and I walked very peacefully. I'm so upset."

Song Zechen laughed at himself, hurriedly asked for leave from the company, and caught up with the nearest flight under the watchful eyes of the members, but there was no heart-piercing as imagined.

The black suit and small dress at the funeral silently remembered that the teacher had no children, and all her students and friends came to see her off.When he and Alan sat on the chairs and listened to the priest's speech, they looked at the black and white photo of the teacher, and felt strange for a moment.

A part of his body has lived in the memory for too long, unable to keep up with the hasty pace of time, but his teacher will always stay in the most elegant moment of life.

The church bell rang, and after he and Alan bowed to the huge photo, there were many words hidden in each other's hearts, but in the end they didn't say a word, like having a long dream and waking up again, saying goodbye without saying a word, it was still a long time The real reality is still waiting for them on the other side.

They grew up and began to understand the true meaning of parting.

Realizing that Jin Tae-joo was next to him, Song Zechen changed the subject and didn't want the people around him to be emotional. He held each other's hand and walked to the car. They had to go to the company for training.

"If you are sad, you must tell me. I was very sad when my grandma passed away." Jin Taiyi repeatedly emphasized to Song Zechen worriedly, and suddenly felt that he should have an older brother.

"Okay." Song Zechen smiled helplessly, and replied dotingly to the people around him, dispelling a lot of depression in his heart.

After recalling the positions and movements in a unified way, everyone disperses to rest, practice and practice, Song Zechen

Busy practicing the dancebreak of the new choreography of "MicDrop", the sweat on the white T-shirt made a large part of the back transparent.

Min Yunqi hesitated for a while, approached and handed him a towel and a bottle of water.

"I was so stressed that I wanted to cry that day."

Looking back and thinking about it, Min Yunqi felt a little ashamed, couldn't control his emotions, so he found Song Zechen somehow, and went to Song Zechen again to save face, always felt that he should say something.

Song Zechen smiled and wiped Min Yunqi's cheek with his fingertips. It was clean and free of tears, and it was much more pleasing to the eye: "I am very happy that you can come to me."

Min Yunqi choked, and slowly lowered his head, a soreness in his heart suddenly hit the tip of his nose, he endured it for a long time, then shook his head: "It's okay."

"Yeah." Song Zechen didn't want to ask too much, interfered with the other person's heart too much, and gently raised his hand to pat the top of Min Yunqi's hair, "When you cry, you cry, it's normal to vent your emotions, don't become a burden just because I saw it. "

The words contained too many meanings, Min Yunqi forced a smile not to make the other party worry.Song Zechen didn't want him to smile so ugly, so he patted the top of his head invisibly, without saying a word.

"You continue training."

Min Yunqi quietly issued an order to evict him, and left Song Zechen.

Song Zechen used the mirror to watch the back of the person leaving, raised his eyebrows and did not speak, and devoted himself to the world of dancing.The person in the mirror is sweating profusely and has no smiling face, which fits the theme of the song.

After a long time without knowing it, I stretched out my hand and looked at the watch on my wrist. The second hand turned and the minute hand coincided with the top scale.

Six o'clock in the evening.

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"The Sound of Falling Snow" Heize&Eden

Airborne three.

The homepage was as spectacular as if it had shaken the grand occasion of posting to the circle of friends. The first group of people who reacted expressed their shock with question marks all over the screen.

[? ? ? ? ? ?I didn't wake up?Mars hit the earth?Has Nicaragua Falls flowed backwards?I married my idol? 】

[Eden?That Eden in my house? ? ? 】

[That's right, it's Zechen's voice, why does this kid hold back his big move without saying a word]

[The song was released without any preview? ? ?Broken child scares me]

[Just now, the little star chasing sister from Fanbie Group came to tell me that my house released a song, but I actually told her not to spread rumors? ? ?say bhys to that sister]

The shock at the beginning was over, and surprise followed by shock. Everyone finally reacted in the single cycle and returned to the discussion of the work itself.

[Ms. Kurosawa has been raining in the hearts of the South Korean people for several months, is it going to snow now?]

[heize’s last song was released when it was raining, this song is also in the first snow, rule the country’s weather kkk]

[Singing songs when it’s snowing for the first time has a lot of sense]

[What kind of fairy collaboration is this, the lyrics and music are all covered by the two of them, woo woo woo]

[I have a feeling that this song will become a thick fog when it snows in winter]

[Empty three without any publicity, it is obviously a sniper attack by the public, and it is estimated that it will dominate the list later]

[Both voices are warm

soft and want to cry]

[Zechen really likes the intention of Xue, and he often mentioned it when he wrote songs before, but to his surprise, unlike his elegiac atmosphere, Xue has always been a warm existence in his writing]

【This man is good at writing, what a dangerous man】

When he walked out of the practice room to the floor where his production studio was located, Jin Nanjun was standing in the corridor with his hands on the window sill and looking into the distance, with earphones in his ears. Song Zechen walked behind him and found that he was listening to his own song.

The cover of the song "Sound of Falling Snow" is a photo he once took in Northern Europe. The Snowpiercer train roared through a large pine forest, transitioning from white to deep green, and the wilderness soil mixed with the breath of the forest rushed towards the face.

The whole song is cold and gentle, like the gaps in the treetops where the sun is scattered in winter, and the soles of the shoes gently step on the fallen pine branches covered with a layer of white snow, leaving behind the coolness of the snow and the residual fragrance of the wood.

"Brother?" Song Zechen lightly tapped the wall with his index finger, but still chose to greet him loudly.

"Chen, well done." Jin Nanjun took off his earphones and smiled at Song Zechen.

Anyone can see that the song that Song Zechen collaborated with has great stamina.

Song Zechen couldn't help but feel happy about his grades, but he didn't show much. He just felt a little relieved in his heart, but thinking about his teacher, he couldn't help feeling sad.

"By the way, I want to change my stage name." Jin Nanjun said hesitantly as he wrapped his fingers around the white headphone cable.

"okay."

However, the word Song Zechen immediately soothed Jin Nanjun's strange and anxious mood strangely.

"Change it to RM." Jin Nanjun had thought about it for a long time, and found a confidant in advance, "I want to be RealMe more than RapMonster, try to be the real me."

Song Zechen whistled: "Very cool."

"When did you say it's not cool, you also said it was cool when I was called RapMonster." Jin Nanjun couldn't laugh or cry at Song Zechen's reflexive praise.

"Because my brother is cool." Song Zechen was not ashamed of Jin Nanjun's suspected perfunctory accusations against him, "I feel very happy to see my brother doing this. Loveyourself, which is mentioned every day, can finally be done."

From talking about it to actually practicing it, Jin Nanjun's life gradually opened a small hole that can transmit light and continued to expand, and he became willing to share his life. The scenery no longer made him lonely but opened him up. Song Zechen was worried so much The dark side that could overwhelm Jin Nanjun for a long time has finally dissipated a lot.

"Really? Actually not." When Jin Namjoon mentioned this topic, he was suddenly a little frustrated.

"The grades are so good that I feel a little uneasy. I never thought I would get such a result." Jin Nanjun repeated subconsciously, "It's really uneasy."

The grades are getting better every time, and too many eyes, benign and malicious, are all paying attention to them, which weighs a lot.What if the next time the road goes downhill, Napoleon will have a day in Waterloo, and the flower will not be red for a hundred days. Can they really hold on to the severe cold at high places?

Released on the 24th, the Remix version of "MicDrop" co-operated with SteveAoki was released globally and ranked 100th in the billboardHOT28.

The record was set beyond their expectations. While he was happy, the confusion in the unknown made him habitually think about where to go, how they should go next, and how to overcome the risks they faced.

Suddenly realized that he had committed an old trouble in front of Song Zechen again, Jin Nanjun immediately shut up, with a flattering tone, like a child who made a mistake with a bitter face, the same as many times:

"I said so, don't be mad at me."

Song Zechen gradually restrained his smiling face amid Jin Nanjun's frustrated words, leaving the last trace of a smile on his lips, ignoring the discomfort and worry in his heart, and gently took Jin Nanjun's wrist:

"how could be?"

"That's good." Jin Nanjun lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes, blinked a few times, and pretended to smile relaxedly, "Your grades are so good this time, remember to treat us to dinner."

"Well, invite me alone first. After all, I'm the first to mention it, so there should be special treatment, right?" Jin Nanjun added under Song Zechen's heavy gaze.

"Okay." Song Zechen smiled gently, with hidden worries.

The two had their own concerns, and neither could comfort the other. They just managed to suppress the turbulent undercurrent behind them and maintain a moment of calm.