[Entertainment] Chen Guang

"You are finishing up soon, I will pick you up later."

After the manager told them, he closed the door.

Their itinerary today is the Variety Idol Games held by MBC TV station. They participated in it last year, but because they are small companies and small groups, there were not many scenes. Under the editing, they became a complete background board. Fans rely on the few The screenshots found them before they knew they participated.However, their situation will be much better this year, and they will be more confident after winning the first place.

"Isn't Zechen going to study today?"

Jin Nanjun walked up to Song Zechen who was squatting down to put on his shoelaces, and joked.Song Zechen wished to break the time in half, and covered his face with a book several times while sleeping, which shocked the dazed Zheng Haoxi, thinking that unknown creatures had entered the house.So it was strange to see him traveling light today without any plans to bring books.

Song Zechen found himself in a trance, wearing the wrong hole, shook his head to stay awake, unwrapped the shoelaces and started from the beginning, bowed his head and replied to Jin Nanjun.

"If you don't study, you will be photographed. If you fail the exam, you will definitely be called out and laugh at us."

All the unspoken words of Jin Nanjun were buried under the tip of their tongues. Ever since they gained more popularity, there have been countless gossips. The members didn't even have a short chance to proudly celebrate their success, and they were forced to face it. Facing the overwhelming malice, he restrained his actions and acted cautiously.

He originally thought that Song Zechen didn't hear anything out of the window, but he didn't expect that this child knew everything, and he was more delicate than others.

He lightly covered the protruding butterfly bones on the teenager's thin back, like butterfly wings fluttering to fly, showing a morbid beauty.

Jin Nanjun was full of distress: how could he be so thin?

Song Zechen seemed to have noticed Jin Nanjun's sudden depression, temporarily stopped what he was doing, turned around and raised his head to wink playfully at Jin Nanjun: "Actually, I want to let myself be lazy for a day."

Jin Nanjun forced a smile and didn't want Song Zechen to worry about him.

After getting in the car, Song Zechen automatically retreated to the rearmost side to rest, and Jin Taiyi quickly occupied the only place next to him.

"This is the entry list, which includes groups and projects." The agent distributed the paper to them.

"Which team is the president? Who's such a bad name? Isn't our president just Fatty Fang?" Song Zechen pinched a corner of the entry list with two fingers, glanced up and down, and looked at the team he belonged to. The name is full of disgust.

Everyone exchanged glances, and understood that the poisonous tongue attribute that the person in front of him spontaneously triggered the switch when he was in a bad mood reappeared.

"Brother Suga applied for basketball, and I applied for 60 meters, and there is also a 4*100 relay race." Park Jimin concluded.

"Isn't Zechen good at playing basketball? Why didn't you report it together?" Jin Shuozhen looked at Song Zechen, whose eyes were closed, and asked.

Min Yunqi replied instead: "If the two of us go to play basketball together, you may see a spectacular scene of arguing on the spot because of improper cooperation."

In fact, the company was worried that Song Zechen would not have the energy to participate in such a war of attrition. The timeline of basketball dragged on for a long time. With Song Zechen's weak body and a paper figure who would collapse when the wind blows, they were afraid that he would faint and become unconscious in the middle of the game. Zechen was also happy not to sign up to avoid the smell of sweat.

Song Zechen sat in meditation in the bumpy car, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"But Zechen signed up for the relay race, and he was behind me. He will take over my baton, and we entered the wedding hall under the witness of everyone."

Kim Tae-joo pulled Song Zechen's hand, pretending to describe his imagination sweetly, and Park Jimin quickly slapped him.

"Give me your trotters!"

"How dare you have the nerve to talk about me with your little meaty hand!" Jin Taejin pulled back Song Zechen's hand again, grabbing it demonstratively and shaking Park Jimin triumphantly a few times.

Song Zechen couldn't bear the noise of the two of them and kicked himself around like a football, and pulled back his hand forcefully. Jin Taechen burst into tears instantly, deafeningly: "Zechen, you are so cruel."

Tian Zhengguo in the front seat couldn't bear it anymore and stuffed a piece of bread into Jin Taejin's mouth.

After arriving at the venue, there was a lot of people on the scene, and the fans of each family were not convinced. They compared each other's volume and secretly competed. They squinted and searched for a long time before they found a small group of lovely fans of their own.

The staff did not allow them to get too close to the auditorium. Song Zechen stood on the plastic green field and together with Tian Zhengguo used their arms to make a heart shape and gave it to the ARMYs.Then he sat down and faced them, and greeted them with a free smile.Although the ARMYs were accustomed to these heart-warming gestures, they were still very moved and returned him with more intense screams.Fans from other houses in this area mixed in, shouting out their throats together. After all, the charm of a handsome guy is unstoppable, not to mention that the handsome guy's eyes only focus on this area, even if he is not looking at himself, he can hypnotize himself.

When the camera swept across this scene, the host joked: "Other idols are competing on the court, and Eden from BTS took the opportunity to compete outside the court to grab fans."

Tian Zhengguo and Song Zechen sat together. There were many idols who were common in the backstage of playing songs but did not communicate deeply. Tian Zhengguo and Song Zechen had no friends in the circle. On this occasion, they didn’t even have anyone outside the team to greet them. The youngest looked around shyly Around, Song Zechen "rubbed" and "rubbed" his hair: "Do you want to get to know relatives? There are several 97-year-olds on the court. Guoer should go and meet more friends."

"No, I'll just follow you." Tian Zhengguo withdrew his gaze, moved the distance to fill the last gap between him and Song Zechen, without leaving any gap, and stuffed his hand into Song Zechen's arm.

Ami behind him let out another ghost roar that he didn't understand the meaning of, and he raised his voice by eight degrees under Song Zechen's helpless and doting eyes.

"Let's go, Brother Yunqi's basketball game is about to start." Park Jimin came over to remind them.

Min Yunqi, who was warming up on the basketball court, came over to meet them. Song Zechen rolled up his sleeves eagerly: "Brother, let me give you a massage. This is the exclusive massage technique of our school basketball team. It is guaranteed to be effective."

Unfortunately, the referee blew the whistle, and Technician Song regretted giving up.

The Min Yunqi who plays basketball is completely different from the Min Yunqi in the production room. Song Zechen heard Min Yunqi talk about his past, and knows that he was a member of the basketball team when he was a student, and he has a different love for basketball.

Song Zechen liked this kind of Min Yunqi very much, his eyes were bright and full of vitality, with the vigor he should have, and only at this time Song Zechen would not worry about his mental state.

"Our Min Chuanfeng."

Park Jimin complimented the camera.

"Min Yunqi! Come on! Min Yunqi! Come on! Min Yunqi! Come on!"

Song Zechen spoke as if no one was around, imitating the tone of the cheerleaders outside when he was playing basketball, which made everyone in the venue look sideways.But he was unmoved, and after Min Yunqi made a three-pointer, he miraculously took out his clapping device and cheered wildly. Everyone was overwhelmed, and some people began to ask which family the child was good-looking, but it was a pity that he was a bit silly.

Park Jimin laughed so hard that he was about to faint, and Min Yunqi on the field was a little embarrassed: Did you do it on purpose?

Going around and turning to the most exciting relay race.

Song Zechen, who had been free all day, finally had a chance to stretch his muscles. He repeated a few things in a day's boredom: teasing his younger brother, teasing his brother, teasing Ami, and concluded that our Ami is the cutest.

He was doing stretching exercises on the spot, stretching his neck after the gunshot and waiting for the performance of Park Jimin and Kim Tae-joo.

Following the long-lost enthusiasm, he estimated the distance and set up his movements. Jin Tae-jin's panting was close at hand, and he pulled the baton without hesitation and sprinted.

Jin Taiyi, who hadn't slowed down yet, felt that his strong force took him several steps forward. After regaining his senses, he searched for Song Zechen's figure, and couldn't help applauding. It's the wind that favors him especially, creating an unruly feeling for his flying hair.

Song Zechen couldn't hear the sound of cheering beside him at all, only the whistling wind could be heard in his ears, and only after passing the baton to Tian Zhengguo did he feel down-to-earth to return to reality.

"Ah, ah, ah, Tian Zhengguo!"

Song Zechen completely lost his usual calmness and self-control. He frantically waved his hands with the audience behind and followed the final sprint on the periphery of the track.

When witnessing Tian Zhengguo cross the finish line ahead of others, Song Zechen and his teammates chased after him.

Tian Zhengguo did not slow down, and rushed towards Song Zechen like a small firecracker. Song Zechen quickly understood what he meant, and turned around tacitly. Tian Zhengguo nimbly jumped onto his back, grabbed his collar, and hung on his body like a sloth , rubbed his cheek against his back a few times, straightened up cheerfully and waved to the fans in the auditorium.

After Tian Zhengguo was put down, Min Yunqi, who was at the end because of his slow speed, finally caught up with the others. Song Zechen stood on the spot with his hips on his hips panting, his exhaustion gradually revealed after the excitement just now.

Seeing Min Yunqi slowly running over in small steps, Song Zechen showed him a bright smile, waiting for Min Yunqi to come and join him.

Unexpectedly, Min Yunqi didn't stop but accelerated after a short distance left. Song Zechen, who realized something was wrong, opened his eyes wide. He saw Min Yunqi running faster and faster, without any sign of his previous powerlessness. When he approached him, he tiptoed lightly a pad.

Song Zechen was thrown down.

His mind was blank right now, the sound on the field seemed to overturn the roof, and there was only a vague feeling in his ears.Min Yunqi's breath sprayed on his neck, making it itchy.

Soon the last ray of light in front of him was blocked, because other people jumped up excitedly one by one, building up like an arhat.

Song Zechen, who was pressed at the bottom, was about to burst out, his face was flushed, and he was about to suffocate due to the thin air. At the same time, his teammates were laughing and laughing, such as "It's fun", "I'm very happy today", "You are so heavy!" "Such words.

It was the first time in Song Zechen's life that he burst into tears in front of a large crowd. He was in so much pain that he couldn't imagine the real feeling of multiplying the unbearable weight of life by seven times.

"Hey, who is at the bottom, so unlucky."

The instigator, Min Yunqi, still had the strength to roar, "Get up, you brats!" Song Zechen was already exhausted, lingering on his last breath without saying a word.

Countless swear words flashed in his mind, and finally turned into one sentence:

You all wait for me, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!