[Entertainment] Chen Guang

The sun shines through the gaps between the street trees on both sides of the street, and falls sporadically on the face, forming large and small light spots. Along the path spread by the trees, Song Zechen is on the way to JYP with Tian Zhengguo.

"Grow up." Song Zechen sighed suddenly.

"What does this have to do with growing up?" Tian Zhengguo was amused by Song Zechen's father-like tone.

"Compared to when you first came, you have jumped more than ten centimeters up. Time flies, and you disappeared in the blink of an eye." Song Zechen gestured in the air with his hands, recalling with a smile.

"I thought I could grow taller than you, but I didn't expect it." Tian Zhengguo raised his head slightly to see the gap between Song Zechen and himself, and was very dissatisfied with the tiny centimeters. The difference between 1.7 meters and 1.8 meters sounds like a big gap of.

"I'm as tall as Brother Nanjun now, Guoer will continue to work hard." Song Zechen proudly raised his head and scratched his nose.

"Humph."

"Who told you to always give me milk before, maybe it's all due to milk."

Tian Zhengguo held back for a long time and couldn't find a reason to refute, so he chose to shut up and not answer.

"When you go to jyp, don't offend others, but if someone bullies you, hit them back, and the brothers will support you."

"I know, I said it was just for fun, so there are so many accidents."

Tian Zhengguo was speechless. These days, he was so annoyed by the people around him that his ears were callused, as if he went to a tiger's lair and a wolf's lair.

Tian Zhengguo didn’t have any good friends before. He left his hometown early and came to Seoul, and he often dealt with only a small world around him. Others in the team have relatives of other idols. His brothers often encourage him to go out and make friends, but the maknae is shy , always made an "x" gesture in front of his chest.

Song Zechen also persuaded him several times that the meaning of elder brother is different from the meaning of close relatives, especially those of the same age. In Korea, where the old and young are orderly and strict to the perverted society, a close relative of the same age means more equality and no barriers exist.But he was successfully pushed back by the maknae saying "You don't have any friends either".

As a result, the kid suddenly came to tell him that he had met a new friend that day. Before he could open his mouth, the brothers next to him heard the news and rushed over.

Don't underestimate the power of younger brother control. When everyone heard that it was Kim Yoo-kyeom of Got7 that they met at the idol sports meeting, everyone's eyes turned to Zheng Haoxi who had stayed in jyp. Zheng Haoxi also consciously picked up his phone and went outside Call up.

Soon Tian Zhengguo's new friend's information was turned upside down: male, Scorpio, the same age as the maknae, got7 maknae, good personality

After repeated consideration, everyone agreed that this person is not bad and decided to grant him the qualification to become the VIP playmate of the maknae. Although it was a unilateral grant, the brothers seemed to have accomplished a sacred event and were self-satisfied for a long time. In the end, Tian Zhengguo's "that is My friend is not my wife." The rough and unreasonable words of this sentence came back to reality.

"Brother Zechen." Jin Youqian, who was waiting at the entrance of the company, saw their figures from a distance, and ran over timidly to say hello.

Song Zechen, who had never been called brother before, was filled with unprecedented satisfaction, and patted the child on the shoulder with the eyes of "children can be taught": "Hello."

Tian Zhengguo, who saw through Song Zechen's thoughts, turned his face away in disdain.

"Let's go, I'll pick you up later." Song Zechen straightened Tian Zhengguo's collar and waved goodbye.

The lonely Song Zechen finally came out for a trip, of course he wouldn't let himself be idle.

He fumbled to a small tavern according to the navigation of his mobile phone. There were not many people and it was very quiet.

Led by the boss to a box in the corner, Song Zechen knocked on the door and pushed in. Jiang Shengyun blushed and stared at him for a long time with slack eyes, finally focusing on who he was: "Zechen!" ,sit."

"Brother, you..." Song Zechen frowned slightly, and there were scattered empty cans in front of Jiang Shengyun, which showed the complexity of his mind.

"You're really fine, so what's the matter, Song Zechen." He casually made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"This boss is an acquaintance of mine, nothing will happen." Jiang Shengyun bent down and picked up two bottles of wine from the ground, and pushed one bottle to Song Zechen. Regardless of Song Zechen's reaction, he pulled the tab open on his own, "Pa" The sound of breath followed.

Song Zechen silently removed the wine, brought the boiled water on the edge of the table in front of him, and took a sip.

Jiang Shengyun noticed this and smiled bitterly: "You are too cautious."

South Korea is not allowed to drink alcohol under the age of 20. If it is photographed underage idols drinking alcohol, it will be a crime. Even if it is not a big deal, there are more people drinking secretly, and the sunspots will insist on it. Song Zechen put Careful to the extreme, put an end to any behavior that might be caught by the little tail.

"Team B has debuted." Jiang Shengyun shrugged and didn't care too much about Song Zechen's lack of face. He took another sip of wine and laughed at himself, "You know it, it's too ironic to be named ikon."

Yes, sarcasm.

He slapped their team in the face without the slightest sympathy, saying that the winner is the winner. After a year, he couldn't wait to launch the losing team and where to put them. He secretly inquired about the company's next plan. There is no winner position at all. They are all for the service of the newly debuted group. They are afraid that they will be thrown away for a tour in Japan. This is the usual routine of ordinary companies for groups that do not want to be the main sponsor.

"I should have known it since our debut song "empty"."

Winner's debut song "Empty" is actually a song written by the captain of Team B, and it was used by the president for them. Obviously, it's not that they can't write songs themselves, and one side is criticized by others, and the other side is dissatisfied.Under such a puzzling operation, both parties felt uncomfortable and embarrassed each other.

"Your president must be sick." Song Zechen cursed in a low voice when he saw Jiang Shengyun's appearance of being so stressed that he was on the verge of collapse.

"I am a producer and I know what style of music I write. I also know that our group and YG's style do not match. If I can improve hiphop, the president will pay attention to us."

Jiang Shengyun exerted so much force that the soda can in his hand was pinched until deformed, and his fingertips turned white.

"Brother is really good like this, brother is really good."

Song Zechen considered his words, precisely because the sincerity in his heart could not be expressed in words, so he could only emphasize the word "good" over and over again.

This person is really nice.

Song Zechen is not a person who likes to make friends, but after meeting Song Minhao, he took the initiative to take the initiative to get to know Jiang Shengyun through his relationship, which is why he admires him very much.

"I didn't know you because of the YG Survival Battle, nor because of the winner. Back then, I participated in "Superstark2", and I met you there."

Jiang Shengyun raised his head suddenly, he didn't expect Song Zechen to mention his earliest audition show before his debut.

"I followed that show completely. I forgot everyone but you."

Song Zechen quickly "licked" his dry lips, shyly "confiding" his heart.

"Because of that smile in the final."

What really moved Song Zechen was that smile. He had paid so much for the draft, and when he finally knew the result of being eliminated, the frank smile evoked in the dark, with youthful spirit and forward-looking innocence, without tears Sensationally, it is generous to declare that it will come again.

Song Zechen had completely remembered this person, and he had insinuated with the staff, knowing that he had gone to YG to be a trainee from scratch. Until last year's survival match, that boy appeared in his sight again, still holding the guitar and smiling brightly.

Jiang Shengyun's eyes were red, and he roughly pulled a piece of tissue paper, quickly wiped away the tears that were about to fall, "crumpled" into a ball and threw it at Song Zechen: "I was already sad and you made me cry."

Song Zechen didn't dodge, just smiled silly and let the paper ball be thrown into his arms, and touched his nose nonchalantly.

"Forget it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. I don't believe we will be in such a miserable situation."

Jiang Shengyun's mood improved a lot, and he straightened up to cheer himself up.

"So why did my brother ask me to come, to watch the process of you being self-closing and thinking about it?"

Song Zechen actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he was complaining, he couldn't help but feel that he had exposed a row of teeth, and his hands stretched out to Jiang Shengyun's chin in the shape of a torus.

"Don't treat me as your fan." Jiang Shengyun smiled and waved Song Zechen's hand away.

"But I have to scold the president who doesn't like your style of music again."

"Because you and I both love to follow the lyrical style. To deny you is to deny me. Every time I write a song and get kicked back, I will scold our president for lack of vision. This is the pride of the producer."

Song Zechen "gags" and makes jokes, hurting the innocent Fang Shihe every day.

"When will we cooperate."

Jiang Shengyun paused for a moment, clapped his hands and made this suggestion.

"Can you?" Song Zechen became interested and moved the chair closer to Jiang Shengyun.

"Of course! Just report to your superiors, it's not very formal anyway."

The two quickly finalized the cooperation, discussed the song, and swept away the initial fatigue. During the conversation, Song Zechen quietly replaced the wine glass in front of Jiang Shengyun with boiled water. Jiang Shengyun pretended not to see it but felt warm in his heart.

"Brother, call someone to pick you up, I'm leaving first, Zhengguo is still waiting for me to pick you up."

Song Zechen glanced at the time, moved the chair and got up.

"Don't worry about me, be careful on your own way."

Jiang Shengyun watched Song Zechen rush out of his sight, smiled and shook his head, and stopped a taxi.

Panting, Song Zechen ran to the gate of jyp, and sent a message to ask Tian Zhengguo to come down.After a while, the maknae happily jumped down with a happy smiling face and trot to his side, Jin Youqian followed, and there was another one beside him, who seemed to be a member of got7.

"Ah Ze." Tian Zhengguo grabbed Song Zechen's sleeve, "Let's go."

Song Zechen nodded with Jin Youqian, bent down and bowed to his teammates: "Hello."

The age of this member should be older than him, and the FA can't go wrong with being polite.

As soon as he raised his head, a magnified face was very close to him, and he was so frightened that he pulled Tian Zhengguo back several steps.

The boy scratched his head in embarrassment, stepped forward boldly and grabbed his sleeve, stuttered in unproficient Korean, his eyes sparkled: "Wow, you are so handsome!"

Song Zechen, who has never met such a familiar friend:? ? ?