[Entertainment] Chen Guang

"Today is Eden's first log recording. I was a little nervous and didn't know what to say. I should have released the video through dancing, but I accidentally sprained my ankle while playing basketball last time."

Song Zechen stared at the camera, and pursed his lips in embarrassment when he said this.

Originally, it was a happy thing to win the project. He and the school boys played basketball for a while to celebrate, but there was an unforeseen event. During the return to defense, he accidentally sprained his foot, gloriously injured, and limped After returning, he was scolded by Fang Shihe.

The last time I was scolded, it seemed that I cut my hair on a whim.

"This is my studio, where I usually compose and sometimes do my homework."

"I really like it here."

He took the little lion doll on the table and rubbed it repeatedly.He smoothed the little lion's hair with his hands, and blinked his long eyelashes as he thought of something.

"I'm sorry, I'm too nervous and really don't know what to say. Brothers and brothers are all excellent, I hope everyone will support BTS."

Song Zechen got up and bowed to the camera, and moved closer to close it.

After turning off the camera, Song Zechen let out a sigh of relief, walked back to stand still, and stroked the photo frame on the bookshelf behind him. On it was a group photo of the eight of them on their last outing, which happened to be in the corner of the camera, perfectly captured.

He poked at Kim Tae-jin's dimple in the photo.

Hope the staff don't get confused about this detail.

"The song you wrote was originally because you wanted to suppress your solo, but now the album's playlist has been completely determined, let's see if there is a suitable position for the next album, there is a song "Meaning" that is really good, I don't know if it can Can't use it."

Fang Shihe pinched the playlist passed to him by the planning department and rubbed his temples.

"I can do it, anyway, the next album has songs that can be written for the next album."

Song Zechen shrugged, and thought for a long time before he remembered what he had written in this song, which made him have such a memory, which meant that those songs were not outstanding enough, and there was no value in keeping them.

"If only I could be as free and easy as your kid is now."

Fang Shihe smiled bitterly, nestled into the chair, sank deeply, his whole body was exhausted, and there seemed to be a few more wrinkles.

"Because my uncle has more burdens than me, so there are so many constraints."

Fang Shihe has been running around the major TV stations recently, wishing to grow superhuman.The mobile phone is always on a call, and the power is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the content of the conversation is not satisfactory.The disadvantage of a small company is that there are not enough contacts, and no one will sell you face. How many times he has been rejected but has nothing to do.

Fang Shihe stared at a point in the air, as if he was talking to himself, but he had a clear direction.

"Zechen, can we succeed?"

Song Zechen often likes to recall recently.

For example, Fang Shihe's demeanor now is the same as when the company people walked out of the building back then, he was burdened with heavy burdens and walked on a precarious road.

Everyone is afraid of the unknown, especially when you don't have enough chips in your hand.

"The important people are all there, so what are you afraid of?"

Song Zechen also didn't look at Fang Shihe, but only saw the greenery outside the window from a distance.

Summer is coming.

“2013年5月17日上午11点47分防弹的log。”

"In order to shoot the log in the morning, the members of BTS gathered together."

Kim Tae-joo pressed against the wall tightly.

Well, although I'm outside the camera, I'm in the same room, so I'm sure they're all gathered together.

Song Zechen glanced in the direction of Jin Tae-jae, who was silently staring at the camera with wet eyes like a puppy.

Jin Nanjun and Min Yunqi are the main speakers this time, and Song Zechen just needs to be a wallflower boy in the back, just smile and nod, and blend into the background perfectly.

The theme this time is mainly to read the fans' messages and give a verbal reply.The company started to operate the blog of BTS very early, and set up an official Twitter. The members personally operate it, and communicate with fans about life, which is also a novel way of exposure and publicity.

Song Zechen, who was sitting on the side, estimated the angle of the camera, stretched out his hand in front of Jin Taejun and waved it.

Kim Tae-joo, who had lowered his head, looked up suspiciously.

Song Zechen changed hands, changed several tricks, and finally sent a heart.

Jin Taiyi covered his mouth and laughed, trying not to let himself speak, Song Zechen over there was still pretending nothing happened and listened carefully to their speech, laughing a little dimple.

It looks very sincere.

Today also played a particularly brilliant acting.

After a while, I will go to poke it.

Jin Tae-joo was relieved by such thoughts.

"Zechen also say something, fans say they want to see you more." Jin Nanjun and Min Yunqi moved away, making Song Zechen lean forward for a little camera.

After Song Zechen's last log was aired, he attracted a wave of fans for the group. The zoomed-in facial features were frantically captured and saved when the camera was close.But it is said that some of the fans are his classmates from his original school. The male classmates who had been friends with him excitedly called to tell him that his school had even established his support club, which made him a little dumbfounded.

"We will debut soon, and we will see you all. Thank you for your support. I hope you like BTS."

Song Zechen couldn't think of any sentences for a long time, and everything he wanted to say was said, so he had to continue with these boring words.But from what he said, it seemed that he was a little more sincere than ordinary people.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the eyes are sly.

Song Zechen, Jin Taiyi, and Tian Zhengguo returned to the practice room with a bag full of food.

Because the log Jin Tae-joo recorded in the morning was disappointed that he did not appear on the screen, Song Zechen paid for a treat out of his own pocket to comfort him, but Tian Zhengguo yelled that one should not favor one over another, of course Song Zechen would not refuse the request of his only younger brother.

"Brother Jimin, let's eat fried noodles and fried chicken today." Tian Zhengguo started to shout from a distance.

"Jimin, look at this appearance, don't you really want to have a taste?" Jin Tae-yi eagerly opened the lunch box and smelled it with his nose, reacting exaggeratedly, acting from the angle of his relatives.

"Ah, ah, don't eat in front of me."

Park Jimin resisted the thought of taking off his shoes and throwing them at them, and repeatedly emphasized that he should stay calm.

Park Jimin was chosen to be responsible for the abdominal muscles in the group. Not only did he need a tan, but he also had to go on a diet or only eat chicken breasts in order to match his training.

"It's really delicious. It's really a big loss if you don't eat it."

Tian Zhengguo and Jin Taeyi intentionally yelled loudly about tasting the food, and clicked their tongues in admiration from time to time.

"Go away, all of you, you came here to tempt me knowing that I can't eat."

Long-term diet control made him a little irritable and aggrieved for no reason at the moment. No one can avoid the psychological effects caused by purely physiological reactions.

The aroma of food permeated the air, burrowing into his nose uncontrollably, Park Jimin's mood became even more depressed, but his rationality prevented his temper from erupting.

"Okay, okay, Brother Tai, you and Guo'er go out to eat."

Song Zechen stepped forward and pushed the uneasy two out of the door.

It was just a joke, it's not good to go too far.

The surrounding smells slowly dissipated, but did they ever exist, Park Jimin couldn't control the sounds of those things just now recurring in his mind, his mouth was involuntarily secreting saliva, and his stomach was rumbling.

"Are you really not going to eat?"

Song Zechen came over and bent down to ask him softly, the slight curvature made the white shirt a few more wrinkles.

"Don't tease me in front of me." His voice weakened a lot, complaining lightly.

"Losing weight is painful."

Hunger makes people angry, or it may torture you to lose your temper.You have to control it at any time, and you will fall into the abyss of "gluttony" if you are not careful.

"really?"

Park Jimin raised his eyes and bumped into Song Zechen's eyes, the stars inside were shining brightly, so clear that it seemed that even one more glance would pollute the galaxy inside.

It reflected a small him, perhaps a little upset, frowning unconsciously.

"Ah."

"Okay then, I won't eat it again."

Song Zechen puffed up his cheeks a little, with a rare childish look, and ended the short conversation.

So since then, Song Zechen really never teased him with food in front of him, and he never even saw Song Zechen eat snacks or snacks in front of him.

He didn't think about it until he was lean and thin and didn't have so many taboos, and a lot of exercise could keep him in the shape needed to be photogenic.During the chat, I accidentally brought up this old incident with Song Zechen, thinking that he had long forgotten that everything in these years was just a coincidence.

At that time, Song Zechen was still tall and slender, his face became more and more angular, but he froze in place with an understatement.

"Didn't I promise you, otherwise you will be unhappy."