Six people huddled in a dessert shop, with colorful heads above their heads, solemnly having a US-Korea meeting.

"Hi, I'm Roy, an American, and a good friend of Eden's. Nice to meet you."

oh?Good friend.

The other four stared at the cheerful young man who was holding Song Zechen's neck, feeling jealous in their hearts.

What's more important is that Song Zechen didn't push him away, obviously the relationship is very close.

"Roy is a friend I met in the United States before, and I was in a band with him."

Although Song Zechen joined the company early, he still had plenty of time in the early days. At first, he just used the company as a place to learn dance for free. Besides, he would go to the United States every year to study music, and Fang Shi Of course he was happy to see the results after He reported the report. After all, Song Zechen went to a well-known academy, and it would do no harm to me to improve the company's music.

Roy has known each other since he was a child in the United States. The two had been neighbors for a short time, went to the same cram school, scolded the same teacher, and they have been in touch since returning to Korea.

"Yes, Eden is the principal violin, and I am the principal cello."

Oh, it sounds like a good match, right?

Jin Nanjun was not convinced: "Then I will rap him and sing."

"I sing and he sings and we sing together."

"I dance and he dances and we dance together."

Jin Taiyi realized that his lines had been finished by others, and not to be outdone, he choked out a sentence: "I drink Coke, he drinks boiled water, let's drink water together."

It's a pity that the foreign friend on the opposite side is not that good at Korean, and couldn't understand the profound connotation that the four of them wanted to express, "Song Zechen and I are the best match for you. Go back to your America." He stared at himself in a daze. The eyeballs of "Se" understood the content: "Really? What a coincidence."

The four felt the depression of the legendary "one punch on the cotton".

Tian Zhengguo smacked his lips in distaste, he grabbed the waiter who happened to pass by with a tray and made a request:

"Hello, give me a lemon."

#I'm sour jpg#

The waiter's polite smile froze stiffly: "Sorry, we don't have any here."

"Hello, give me one too."

Jin Tae-joo opened his big eyes and sincerely interjected.

"I want one too, please."

"Me too." Park Jimin and Kim Namjoon added in unison.

The waiter faltered and maintained the last politeness, left a sentence of "Okay, you wait a moment", and walked away, with rich emotions of "The manager, I met a psychopath" in his back.

But the quality of the restaurant is still very high. Song Zechen saw the four people eating lemons viciously, his teeth became sore unconsciously.

"Your friend is really..." Roy searched hard for the few Korean words in his mind, hesitatingly found one, "It's so funny."

Song Zechen looked at the person across from him worriedly: I know what you want to express?Do you suspect that they are out of their minds?I also have this illusion.

After driving the dawdling four people back home, Song Zechen encountered countless resistances and dissatisfaction during the process. Finally, Song Zechen called a taxi and stuffed them all in, and had time to spend alone with Roy.

"Why did you come back suddenly?" They changed to another coffee shop and continued to sit.

"Come to Korea to play, drop by to see you."

"Eden, come back to the band with me. Or take the serious way to go to university, I believe you"

Roy stopped stirring the coffee and tentatively expressed his thoughts.

Song Zechen interrupted him:

"What? Are you looking down on idols?"

"No, I have learned about your country's culture. Idol's status is not very high. I don't want you to be the object of disdain."

He was worried that Song Zechen would misunderstand what he meant, so he hurriedly explained.Knowing that his friend chose this path, he went to check a lot of information, and finally understood what idol means, which is a completely different status from European and American singers. He was puzzled by Song Zechen's choice.

"Roy, I like my current career very much, I enjoy the feeling of standing on the stage, you can respect me, right?"

"I knew I wouldn't have let you go to those hip-hop performances."

When Roy saw Song Zechen's firm gaze, he knew it was over. They had been together for so many years, and he knew very well this person's stubborn and never-turning character.

At the beginning, he and Song Zechen passed by a dance studio after rehearsal, and there was a dance cypher in it. Song Zechen was very interested and pulled him to stop to watch, and told him the next day that he was going to learn dance.

"How can you know so much early in life?" Song Zechen stretched out his hand and rubbed the bowed head of this friend. He looked like an innocent golden retriever now, so he couldn't restrain his hand.

"Do you know that Ms. Luo has been arguing? I heard that she seems to have plans to return to Korea recently. Pay attention."

Roy took the other's hand on top of his head, raised the coffee and took a sip.

"Ms. Luo is the light of my life, guiding me in the direction to go. She dug countless pits in my life. Do you want to continue seeing me when you go back to Korea?"

Song Zechen sneered when he heard it, with rare contempt.

"After all, she has a relationship with you, not to mention that your current identity is too restricted by public opinion, you should be careful."

"Ah."

Changing the topic, the two chatted a lot.Since their debut, they have only contacted each other through news on the Internet, and they haven't seen a real person for two years.It's rare to see a friend, so naturally there are endless topics to talk about, exchanging life in recent years, among which Roy persistently hopes to kidnap him back to the United States, but Song Zechen repeatedly refuses with a smile, so he has no choice but to give up.

Song Zechen raised his hand to check the time: "Let's go, I'm going back to the dormitory, it's too late."

"What time is it now? Have you really become a goodboy?"

"I've always been honest."

Roy expressed his disdain by pretending to vomit.

at the same time.In the dormitory, there was another lively scene.

After Jin Nanjun led the three little ones home depressed, he poured out bitterness to the people at home, with themes such as "A handsome guy is coming", "Ze Chen is smiling so happily", "Ze Chen is going to be kidnapped" and so on. .

The three of them who had been paralyzed and lazy at home for a whole day also seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood

"Let me tell you that Zechen is soft-hearted. We must use love to influence him so as not to let him be hooked by the wild flowers outside."

Jin Shuozhen shared his experience with everyone.

I have to say that your eldest brother is your eldest brother, and you can see through the essence of classmate Song at a glance.

"As long as you are not as awkward as Yunqi, you can be as caring as Jimin. At critical moments, if you cry a few tears like Zhengguo, or lower your requirements and don't cry like Taejun, I will I think Zechen is the best man in our team!"

Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook who were named and praised proudly puffed up their chests.

Min Yoon-ki and Kim Tae-in were shot several times in the knee.

"Where is Zechen so good?" Zheng Haoxi expressed doubts about this.

"That's right, before fans thought he was hard to get."

It seems that the topic of "bubble" can't be avoided tonight. Why don't we sit down and make some tea to chat.

"What I'm talking about is our own team, do you understand the internal digestion?" Jin Shuozhen added a qualifier and made the final decision.

"Understood." The rest were in awe.

"But let's focus on education this time. It's almost twelve o'clock and you don't come back. It's too much!"

"Yes, yes, please discipline me while you are young, otherwise you will have to pay for it in the future."

So, when Song Zechen returned home, what he saw was a group of people with their own ghosts.

Min Yunqi held "Mythical Stories" and read it aloud, implying something:

"Easun (a hero in the Greek mythology of Jason is also an image of a heartless man) no longer loves his wife, and hopes to abandon his wife and ask for a princess from a neighboring country. He is cursed by his wife and dies in depression"

"Oh, Ah Song, you should have some fun."

Song Zechen, also surnamed Song:

He walked over and reminded: "Brother, it's easun, not eason, you pronounced it wrong."

Min Yunqi who was interrupted to express his feelings: Shame!

In the kitchen, Jin Shuozhen educated Jin Taeju with a serious face: "Brother didn't stop you from going out to meet friends, but going out to play depends on the time. You must go home before ten o'clock. You are too young to go out and you are too dangerous."

"Brother, you're right, I won't do it next time, we should add this to the dormitory contract, and everyone will supervise each other and abide by it together." Jin Tae-chan nodded seriously.

#Worthy of being two golden actors#

But Song Zechen took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and never looked at them from the beginning to the end.

Jin Nanjun explained to Tian Zhengguo and Park Jimin earnestly:

"Jimin, Jungkook, have you finished your homework? Have you finished writing the song due?"

"No." The two children sincerely admitted their mistake.

"No, how can I have time to go out and play, should I finish the things in hand first?"

"understood."

The corner of Song Zechen's mouth twitched, and he walked away from them indifferently.

"Ze Chen."

Zheng Haoxi, who was sitting on the sofa, called him over.

"what happened?"

"Do you still have 'medicinal' wine?"

"I don't have any more, brother, have you used up what I gave you before?"

"Well, I got injured again recently when I practiced dancing on my knee."

Zheng Haoxi rolled up his trouser legs, exposing the bruises on his knees.

"Then I'll go get another bottle for you tomorrow."

Song Zechen knelt down and rubbed him, his eyes full of distress.

"Recently, I was scolded by Fang pdnim again. He said that my songwriting has no aura and is too mechanical."

Zheng Haoxi's tone was depressed, without any fluctuation in his heart: Fang pdnim I'm sorry, I will lend you a submachine gun.

"Brother, why do you care about him? You can believe his nonsense during the weight loss mania."

"Then I'm sad too. Feeling extremely depressed."

Zheng Haoxi lowered his head gradually.

"Zechen, let's sleep together."

Zheng Haoxi came up with a stroke of genius, seemingly inadvertently revealed his real purpose, and added a legitimate reason: "I want to chat with you about the song."

Song Zechen originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Zheng Haoxi's drooping "human" mouth, he was still shaken: "Okay then."

"Let's go, let's go to sleep, I have an inspiration recently, listen to me tell you"

Zheng Haoxi dragged Song Zechen to the room, and suddenly turned around and showed a satisfied smile to his teammates who had been paying attention to the movement here.

Everyone was furious: traitor!

Zheng Haoxi was arrogant: loser!

ko

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