[Entertainment] Chen Guang

Jin Shuo really grumbled and didn't go down for a whole day, feeling that he had to make Song Zechen feel his unhappiness.

But Song Zechen is such a caring and narrow-minded person, who can talk and laugh happily in Jin Shuo's eyes of resentment that others can't stand.

Zheng Haoxi shuddered honestly, touched the goosebumps on his arms, paused his behavior of discussing songs with Song Zechen, and raised his mouth: "Do you want to coax Brother Shuozhen?"

"No, it's good to let Brother Shuozhen do this, and entertain yourself to vent your emotions." Song Zechen flipped through the pages quickly without raising his eyes.

Zheng Haoxi rubbed Song Zechen's hair amusedly: "On the surface, I don't care about the video, but I don't know how much I care about it."

When I heard that Song Zechen pushed away the technician's studio, all the old people who knew some of the glorious deeds of this "angel" were taken aback.He went straight to the place where the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, a kind and simple video editor, and had an hour-long friendly exchange. It is said that the 1.8-meter-old man had red eye circles at the end of the exchange, indicating that he must work hard and not scatter. Think down-to-earth Looking up at the stars is not cheap.

Song Zechen, who had just finished school with his schoolbag on his back, walked away in satisfaction.

Innocent and student-like, vicious and vicious.

Song Zechen hummed slightly: "It's something I really care about, and I can't wait to bury it."

"Since your debut, you have the least black history. Now that I look back at what I have done before, I want to run back and strangle myself." Zheng Haoxi sighed.

Before Song Zechen could answer, he went straight to chat: "School is coming to an end, and you have been very busy recently. You are going to be a third-year kid, so it goes by so fast."

The most frequently seen form of Song Zechen in the past few days is holding a thick book in his hand or typing with a computer. Fang Shihe would joke several times when he saw it. Billionaire level too.Song Zechen wore a pair of gentle glasses, and his mouth was full of ivory, and the sentence "come back from school to help the company make fake accounts" directly made Fang Shihe leave speechlessly, knowing not to touch this person's brow .

"More than that, the professor of the college wants to take me to do a project." Song Zechen frowned, "I said I was very busy, but he told me that as long as I am in China, I can always make time."

Zheng Haoxi didn't understand Song Zechen's things very well, he just cared about his body: "Can you handle it?"

"It's okay, it's just that I've been busy for a while after the exam, so I can hold on." Song Zechen handed the phone back to Zheng Haoxi, "The melody is very lively, just like my brother's style."

He put his arms around Zheng Haoxi's shoulders and gave him some strength: "It's so annoying, what should I write in my solo?"

In the series of solo songs, since Song Zechen has creative ability, the company let him take full responsibility, but he has no thoughts at all.

"Don't worry, there is still a while before the next Zhangzhuan."

"It won't be long, the next return time will not be so long apart, and when I finish my work at school, how can I have any time." Song Zechen sighed worriedly, but he also understood that such things as inspiration cannot be forced, and laughed at himself Shaking his head, "Let's get busy with what's in front of us first."

In the distance, Jin Shuozhen saw the intimate posture of the two people, and stomped his feet vigorously, desperately trying to find a sense of existence for himself.

Song Zechen and Zheng Haoxi looked at each other helplessly, then let go and walked towards the restless elder brother.

Jin Shuozhen quickly withdrew his eyes that had been staring there, and raised his head proudly: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to pick up the water. I'm thirsty and want to make some juice." Song Zechen hoped that he would let him go, shaking the plastic cup with juice powder in his hand.

Jin Shuo really moved away a little bit in embarrassment, revealing the water dispenser that was tightly blocked by him before, and after thinking about it, Song Zechen didn't come to strike up a conversation with him, so he pouted even higher.

But a glass of bright orange juice appeared in front of his eyes: "Will the director drink it?"

Jin Shuozhen's villain in his heart immediately put his hips on his hips and laughed, and set off fireworks crazily, with a reserved face: "The bubbles are not as healthy as freshly squeezed, and I don't want to drink them."

"Oh." Song Zechen withdrew his hand and settled it by himself.

"Why did you drink it!" Jin Shuozhen stared round and snatched Gululu back to drink it all in one gulp.

"You don't want to drink it, someone has to drink it." Song Zechen kept smiling, and looked at Jin Shuozhen with a smile, making him uncomfortable and afraid to look at each other, "Do you want freshly squeezed ones? ?”

"Of course."

"Then how about we go shopping now?" Song Zechen naturally took Jin Shuozhen's hand and walked out.

Jin Shuozhen stared blankly at the hands of the two who were inexplicably and naturally stuck together, and couldn't say anything for a while.

Kim Nam-joon and Jung Ho-seok, who were paying attention here, bumped into each other's shoulders knowingly, lamenting that Song Zechen is getting better and better, and has brought out the charm of straightness to the fullest.

When he returned with a smile on his hand again, Song Zechen had a letter in his hand, and he greeted his brothers and hid in his room.Jin Nanjun found that Song Zechen's USB flash drive was still in his hand and immediately followed him, but he lingered at the door worried that his brother's privacy would be violated.

Instead, Song Zechen took the initiative to open the door and beckoned him to come in, motioned him to sit beside him, and continued to open the letters.

A letter from the snowy plateau.

"Is there anyone still postmarking and writing letters seriously these days? It's really rare." Jin Nanjun was very curious, because he didn't know those words very well.

"That's because he doesn't have a communication tool yet, and it might be better." But considering the situation there, Song Zechen was quite skeptical, "But it's not sure, it's not convenient for them to contact me there."

"It seems that I met someone I like." Jin Nanjun observed Song Zechen's soft expression.

"The child is very cute, so I just said a few more words." Song Zechen struggled to recognize the child's unproficient Chinese, but at least he could see that he had spent a little time learning it, and his father had to write for him what he didn't know.The letter told him that when he finished his studies, he could write the letter without his father's help, so that they could start exchanging little secrets.

As he read, Song Zechen's eyes became more and more curved.

Jin Nanjun was infected and smirked.

Song Zechen regained consciousness and saw the simple and honest smile beside him, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, let me tell you that this kid is amazing, people in the world say..."

"What?" Jin Nanjun listened expectantly. He didn't expect that Song Zechen would meet someone with amazing skills when he traveled casually. His brother is really amazing.

Song Zechen lowered his voice nervously: "People call him Jin Nanjun in the Tibetan area."

Jin Nanjun: "..."

His excitement was in vain.

Jin Nanjun was speechless: "Only you are the person in that legend."

Song Zechen has recently followed the stinky farts of his eldest brother and youngest: "I am the Jianghu."

Putting down the letter, the two chatted about the company's affairs for a long time, chattering everywhere.

"Want to have dinner together?" Jin Nanjun realized that it was time for dinner, and proposed to Song Zechen.

"Okay..." Song Zechen swallowed something just after he remembered something, "Forget it, brother, you can find someone else to eat, I don't want to eat it yet."

"Alright then." Jin Nanjun didn't have any reason to stay any longer, and closed the door for Song Zechen intimately.

As soon as he left, Song Zechen picked up the mobile phone and typed quickly with his fingers, put down the mobile phone contentedly, changed into the coat he was going out, slipped out of the room and knocked on someone's door.

Min Yunqi came to open the door dressed neatly, and raised his eyebrows when he saw his excited expression, wondering why this kid was so active in finding him for a meal.

Song Zechen got into the crack where the door was opened, and closed the door tightly so that no one would hear him. His cautious voice was full of joy:

"Brother Yunqi, do you want to eat crab pot?"

The kind that hides it from Namjoon.

The author has something to say: Nam Joon: Crabs are so cute, how can you eat crabs?