[Entertainment] Chen Guang

The results of the "mini" four albums are very good, and they are a step further than the previous album.

When the sound source of "run" was released, it was the first time in history that melon was first airborne, and other songs in the album were also on the list, but there were no bad songs in the album, and the expected task was completed with extremely high quality.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the result, and finally they were worthy of themselves, their fans, and all the hardworking staff.

The first stage of "run" was performed directly at mama.

Backstage at the rehearsal, Jin Nanjun had just returned from negotiating with the company staff, with a bitter face.

Song Zechen pinched the back of his neck, put his hands on Jin Nanjun's shoulders and massaged him for a while: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Mama's order of appearance is very bad. We actually ranked ahead of those who debuted later than us. Why is this, alas." Jin Nanjun sighed. The company staff communicated with the organizer for a long time, and was neither soft nor hard Back from the ground, the eating of the pork is too ugly.But the disadvantage of a small company is this, no one sells your face.

"During the rehearsal, wasn't our stage effect bad? It was pitch black." Song Zechen sneered.This year's mama probably didn't arrange their roles at all.

Feeling the stiffness of the muscles under his hands, Song Zechen walked around to Jin Nanjun's front and squatted down: "Brother, this has nothing to do with you, don't feel uncomfortable, you have done a good job."

Jin Nanjun silently clenched his fists and nodded reluctantly, realizing that the negative emotions he released unintentionally just now had been caught by the sensitive Song Zechen again.This younger brother is always on the front line of praising him. As soon as he finds out that his mood is wrong, he starts to run the train trying to make fun of him or make up a brilliant long poem to praise others. While he is funny, he is also surrounded by warmth in his heart.

"I'm fine, don't be afraid."

"Let's work hard together to make these people look good in the future, right?" Song Zechen patted Jin Nanjun on the shoulder, pretending to be naive and letting out bold words.

Jin Nanjun knew that Song Zechen's tone that would never appear on weekdays was to comfort him: "Okay."

They entered and exited without any sense of existence, entertained themselves by buying tickets to enter the venue, and went home after watching all the performances.

After returning to Korea, the days became more tense, Min Yunqi would go to the calendar every day, and cross out a date after a day.

Song Zechen didn't understand the meaning of his marks, so Min Yunqi stood in front of the calendar again and walked over to ask: "Didn't you have this habit before? Why did you suddenly have a sudden whim recently?"

"Come home for the holidays to celebrate the New Year." Min Yunqi crossed out today's day with a black pen.

Realizing that the word "going home" might not be suitable for him, he changed his words again: "Running for the holidays for the Chinese New Year."

"Then what does the red circle mean?"

"Red circles are important dates."

"Then why is it circled today? Is there anything important?" Song Zechen pointed to the nearest red circle, thinking for a long time to no avail.

Min Yunqi glanced at Song Zechen who was asking sincerely: "You really don't remember?"

Song Zechen shook his head blankly.

"You got your college entrance examination results that day." Min Yunqi pretended not to care.

"Oh—" Song Zechen slapped his head, "I forgot."

"nervous?"

"Why are you nervous after all the exams?" Song Zechen shrugged.

But he suddenly recalled something, and smiled: "Brother was very nervous during the college entrance examination, and suffered from insomnia."

The night before the college entrance examination, Min Yunqi was so nervous that he couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to take sleeping pills for fear of affecting his performance the next day. Song Zechen directly brought the children's picture book and sat on his bedside all night as coaxing, and Min Yunqi finally Fall asleep in such a hypnotic and reassuring atmosphere.

On the second day, he walked into the examination room nervously with a bento made by a member. After the last paper was handed in, the whole class cheered. His heart was inexplicably heavy. His life that deviated from the normal track had just begun.

As the flow of people squeezed out of the school gate, the parents of the candidates stood outside the gate, and the candidates rushed to their families. He felt a little envious in his heart. He left Daegu for Seoul by himself, resolutely betraying his relatives without hesitation.

Then he saw Song Zechen in the crowd. At that time, the man hadn't started to grow tall, so he had to look around on his feet. It was self-evident who he was looking for.The white down jacket is particularly obvious in the blackness, and the black hair and red lips abruptly set off the people around him as the background.

When he met his stupid gaze, Song Zechen tilted his head, he couldn't see Song Zechen's expression clearly from a distance, he could only vaguely feel that the man's face seemed to be wrinkled with laughter.

silly.

Min Yunqi lowered his head and cursed with a smile, took out the cell phone in his pocket and secretly took an encrypted picture and saved it.

The way you wait is beautiful.

He thought of such a bad street sentence.

Song Zechen standing in front of him is taller than him, Min Yunqi withdrew his thoughts: "Let's let the past pass, I am a normal psychological emotion, is it respect for learning?"

"All right, all right." Song Zechen easily begged for mercy from Min Yunqi, not intending to continue this topic.It's not that he's not worried about the result, but he's worried that his emotions will affect other people's mood. Everyone's life is hard, so why worry in vain.

"Go and rest, there will be a broadcast tomorrow." Song Zechen pushed Min Yunqi into the room, "It's almost two o'clock, Brother Shuozhen said that he is very lonely without your company for a long night."

Min Yunqi smiled and kicked Song Zechen.

The BTS began to rush to the singing stages of major TV stations.

The butterfly tattoo of Song Zechen in the MV was pasted with stickers. Cody was satisfied when she found the stickers, and showed him that it took her a lot of effort to find the tattoo stickers, and the special paint was expensive, and the lens was lifelike. beauty.Song Zechen stared at this sticker for a long time, but finally chose not to tell her that this sticker was often given away in bubble gum when he was a child, and he could eat a stack of different ones.The desire to survive made him shut up, he didn't want to wear weird clothes anymore.

So now when Cody is going to give him another tattoo, he shrugs and says it doesn't matter.

"Ah, it seems to be in another makeup bag." Cody rummaged through the bag for a while, then exclaimed as if suddenly realized.

Song Zechen, who closed his eyes, lazily lifted his eyelids, and looked into the mirror: "Then stop posting."

"Ah, what a pity, fans seem to have a good reaction to your tattoo."

Kim Tae-joo, who was wandering around after putting on makeup, approached them: "What happened?"

Cody explained the situation again, and Jin Tae-joo widened his eyes excitedly, grabbed Song Zechen's wrist and shook it: "You can let me draw!"

"You?" Cody's tone was full of distrust.

"I won an award for my paintings." Jin Tae-yi retorted unconvinced.

Although I got it when I was in elementary school.

"Then we don't have anything to paint here." Cody was thinking about high-grade paints, and Jin Tae-yi dug out the watercolor pens from the drawer and started to use them.

Song Zechen's skin was very fair, and the blood vessels on his wrist were clearly visible. Jin Taiyi pinched it carefully, and after drawing a few strokes with a watercolor pen, he gradually raised his head to look at Song Zechen's eyes with guilt.

It seems that the progress is not as smooth as I imagined.

Song Zechen raised his eyebrows, and Jin Taiyi made up his mind, knowing that this person would not be angry.

He bowed his head and continued to paint.

Soon a delicate and beautiful painting containing the passion and curiosity of the creator - children's simple strokes, just a few strokes is a stunted fat butterfly, and several "colors" are specially changed, the antennae are black, and the wings are black. It is red and the pattern is green.

Red and green are a shit race.

After writing the pen, he arrogantly signed v on the side, the finishing touch of flaunting his teeth and claws.

Of course, I am not as arrogant as this painting, and I am desperately looking at Song Zechen's face at this moment, ready to adapt to the situation at any time.

"Taylor, you are too good"

It's too ugly.

Cody couldn't bear to look directly at the masterpiece of this great artist, and planned to wipe it off with a makeup remover towel.

Song Zechen stopped her: "Sister, keep it. Don't rub it, it's cute."

When he said this, he turned his wrist, with a smile on his lips, and a little pampering.

Cody rolled his eyes in his heart every day, and offered his knees for Song Zechen's double standard. It's a skill to have such precise and selective eyes. It can be said that it is a cinnabar mole, and they worked hard to get the shape and occasionally received a critical blow from straight men.

If you don't say anything, you will be tears if you say too much.

After receiving the support from the person concerned, Kim Tae-joo was extremely proud and let out a humming laugh: "I'm such a genius."

Song Zechen really finished the broadcast with this children's painting as if nothing had happened. After the end, Tian Zhengguo observed Song Zechen's painting curiously: "Next time I will also draw."

"Then the painting should look better than this one." Song Zechen teased the youngest.

"Of course, I can draw better than Brother V now." Tian Zhengguo was proud.

The agent called them over, and Song Zechen pulled Tian Zhengguo to go in that direction: "Don't you like painting? Go learn it when you have time, and come back to painting after you finish studying."

"Good!" Tian Zhengguo was very excited. He is very interested in art, such as painting and photography. I am helping him and encouraging him, and I will be happy to get support.

After playing songs this time, a post on the forum quietly and slowly climbed up.

#Dancing handsome dancing bulletproof youth group eden and out of place cute butterfly#

#This child is dancing with moderate strength and good expression management. I didn't expect that I would fail after seeing him accidentally "exposing" his wrists. It doesn't match my style of painting at all.The accompanying picture is a screenshot of Song Zechen's wrist, which was accidentally "exposed" when he reached out and was cut off by the sharp-eyed Ami. #

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